Post by Percy Rivers on Apr 1, 2008 23:08:25 GMT -5
Almost the entire strength of the wildlings has gathered here. Though some pallisades have been thrown up all together it is quite disorganized. A light snow falls as children run through the snow and giants lumber by. The common tounge is not heard here, but the guttural language of the First Men.
Roose and Qhorin were dragged to the massive tent of the King-Beyond-the-Wall. Qhorin was still out, but Roose went in and out of consciousness. Finally they were dropped, their hands tied behind their backs. Roose looked as two pairs of boots stepped before him, and he began to make his way up, finally resting on the man's face. The Lord of Winterfell's eyes grew wide.
Roose and Qhorin were dragged to the massive tent of the King-Beyond-the-Wall. Qhorin was still out, but Roose went in and out of consciousness. Finally they were dropped, their hands tied behind their backs. Roose looked as two pairs of boots stepped before him, and he began to make his way up, finally resting on the man's face. The Lord of Winterfell's eyes grew wide.
Hope you all are well and happy.