Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:13:08 GMT -5
"Well then, good thing I've arrived." He sniggers, approaching the tent flap.
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:14:23 GMT -5
A woman lounges on a hammock. She is tall and thin and her skin is painted bluish...or, no, she jsut isn't wearing many clothes, even in the cold. "Crrrrowl," she purrs. "Coming home?"
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:18:45 GMT -5
"Aye, the North will forever be my home deep down." He says looking around, "It seems you've made yourself quite a home of it as well."
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:20:05 GMT -5
"I AM the north," she said. "You, now, you are all southron now." She yawns. "How sad. Answering the call of a distant master like a puppy with no mother."
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:24:27 GMT -5
"Those kneelers have shown me friendship and provide me with an opportunity to kill and feast on others of their kind. I serve no master other then one that I call friend, whatever his southern rank is he has proved worthy to be my friend." Crowl states.
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:27:09 GMT -5
"Feast on them...yes," she licks her lips. "I have seen it. The hearts, the throne of skulls..." She shudders with pleasure. "But more, Crowl. Kill more. So many more. A castle could be made of skulls. A fortress. A wall."
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:32:10 GMT -5
"My crusade of killing is far from over, and the south provides me with the necessary material to finish my master piece." He states. "Those here would not do to provide me with such gifts."
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:33:48 GMT -5
"Join us," she said. "We shall go south. We shall make an empire of the dead. We shall have their women as slaves while we feed their menfolk to them on spits." She rises and walks to a cauldron. A drop of blood in it and it steams. "they are so many, but the wolves are outnumbered by the deer, and no one doubts who the predator is."
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:39:25 GMT -5
Crowl walks over to the cauldron and looks down into it, "There are many types of deer down there, and some may even be rabid dogs in hiding. The threat is real to everyone, Free folk and kneelers alike. If we are too unite then certain criteria need to be met." He tells her flatly.
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:42:01 GMT -5
"Unite?" Savinia said with a smile. "Crowl, we make them break." She splashes the water. "The little wolfy in Winterfell has lost most of his strength, and his wife has less command potential than Herbie here," she gestures to a skull. "And farther south, weaker, and weaker. Kings have died and only the Great Sorcerer poses a threat." She pouts at him. "You do want skulls, yes? Why settle for just one brand of southron? We can have them alllll."
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:48:20 GMT -5
"There are always more then one kind to be had regardless. What about those from across the sea coming to our land." Crowl states thinking of the recent news before he left about a dragon being used to burn somewhere, he had been drunk when he was told. "Why not use what we have to aid the deer and grow stronger on their good will until everyone has to bow before our might."
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 22:51:15 GMT -5
"Spoken like a farmer," she said with disgust. "You think I can bend the Thenns and the giants to my will by promising them....nothing? Southrons kneel. Free Folk follow, Crowl." Her men bring in a young woman. "Meet this one," she rips her tunic off. "Janessa Mormont," she said with a smile. "On Bear Island men bow to her father and bring her gifts to placate his wrath." She traces a nipple with a long and sharp fingernail. "Here we shall do what we want. Are you hungry?"
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 22:58:08 GMT -5
"I eat what I kill, this poor thing wouldn't deserve the honor of that fate, let her rot in the cold." Crowl states, "You aren't offering them nothing. You are offering them a war for them to pass the time. A way past the wall that traps them like wolves in a cage." Crowl tells her his voice unwavering. "They are being offered lands with which to grow their packs, not being afraid of the crows pecking at their feet." He pauses, "And eventually they will be offered conquest. Let the kneelers use their steel to arm your army, and let their sons and daughters use it against them."
|
|
|
|
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 23:01:34 GMT -5
"We do not fight the southron's wars for them." Savinia takes a fork and sticks the woman with it, like testing her flesh for done-ness. Janessa shivers in pain. "Too tough for now. Beating will soften her up," she says. "We have a way past the Wall, my dear lord Crowl," she said. "We have been awaiting our champion. The one the Starks only claim to love whilst at war. When peace comes...they will consume you. Devour you, offer you as a sacrifice to...public outrage at your eating habits." She shoves the girl to him. "Kill her, eat her, or make her a mate. Or leave to your sad lands of war."
|
|
Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
|
Post by Karyl Crowl on Apr 21, 2015 23:12:18 GMT -5
Crowl stops the girl's momentum with an outstretched leg, then reaches down and snaps her neck. "Don't fight their war for them, we would fight it for ourselves to further our own goal." He said staring Savinia in the eyes. "My Lands are here and there, and such a woman as this would make a bad mate."
|
|
