The Dwelling

[The Forgotten God]

"Roast her," she says. "Bad to waste meat. Who would we be fighting first, then?"

[Karyl Crowl]

"Why roast something already delectable." He says continuing to stare Savinia straight in the eyes as he twists the poor dead girl's head off and reaching into the chest cavity to grab the heart and devour it. "This great sorcerer. Once we take out the mightiest threat then the rest will be that much easier to topple like dead crows off the wall." He says with a smile, blood dripping down his face.

[The Forgotten God]

Savinia shakes her head. "The wolves consume the sickly moose calves before going for the bull. They must feed off the weak to become counted among the strong, and there is none stronger than the Great One."

[Karyl Crowl]

"Then who would you have us go after?" Crowl states standing up from the corpse now that his unwanted snack was finished.

[The Forgotten God]

"Our dear neighbors for now," she said. "If we destroy them, then the more numerous people's to the south will take our power as ours, not as part of an alliance."

[Karyl Crowl]

"I have fought with and against these neighbors. This army you have would not stand against them for long, side with these kneelers and let them arm your men. Turn these scrambled wolves into a pack able to fight as one cohesive unit each holding their own on the field of killing rather then folding individually with too much pride to help the person next to them, an army composed with the fierceness and laws of our people paired with the weapons, armor and discipline of the kneelers that is how we will conquer all of the lands you wish to claim. But by trying to take those things by force will get our people outnumbered and destroyed by the maelstrom that is the realm of the southerners." Crowl states almost too eagerly.

[The Forgotten God]

"Prove it, then," she said languidly. "Take... The ice river clans and your skaags and the archers of the lower frostfangs south and bring back proof of victory."

[Karyl Crowl]

"This is not a jump to the other side of the wall and back." Crowl states firmly. "To move would require the entire force. Not just a handful of men." Karyl claims and after a pause continues. "I noticed your Giants and had a talk with them, what construction could they be building to stand against these dark ones of ours."

[The Forgotten God]

Savinia leers. "You have no deeds for us, Crowl. No sign of loyalty to any save the wolf before now. And you expect me to let you take thirty thousand into unknown lands and hope you don't feed us to the kneelers? As muchas sitting in Winterfellbeing massaged by their feeble hands appeals to me, Lord Rickon's heir is no less fierce than he. No," she said. "You are almost free. You must become free."

[Karyl Crowl]

"If you think that I would let the kneelers loose on you and your men, then let us join as one." Crowl states heartily. "Together we can lead our men down to the south like an avalanche from the top of the frostfangs and with the armament of the southerners crush those who would oppose us. And when the dust clears you will be getting your castle with as many southerners you would like to massage you."

[The Forgotten God]

Savinia taps a finger. "How do you propose to get us south? My way doesn't allow the giants through."

[Karyl Crowl]

"Why we would go through the wall." Karyl responds.

[The Forgotten God]

"Through it, now?" she says, amused. "I cannot wait to hear this plan of yours."

[Karyl Crowl]

"Where there is a will there is a way." Karyl responds with a smirk. "Though it is dependent on having you join me." Crowl states flatly.

[The Forgotten God]

"You joining me. I rule here," she said.