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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 9:55:27 GMT -5
The room the prince of the North is recuperating in after the battle.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 9:56:38 GMT -5
After she was up and about, robyn went to see her brother, having not had chance to talk to him after the battle.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 14:37:50 GMT -5
Benjen lay abed, still recovering from his various wounds he had received in battle. When Robyn entered he set down the book he was reading and smiled.
"Sister, you look well! Gods, cooped up in here I feel like I haven't spoken to anyone in ages."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 15:32:12 GMT -5
"Sorry I did not visit sooner, I was in bed for a while myself" and she forgot, but she was not going to say that to him.
"Yes, I am fine, thanks you, you look as though you are healing?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:40:20 GMT -5
"I feel like it too," Benjen responded with a chuckle, having forgotten he even had another sister. What can he say.
"Frances escaped, and his horror of a wife, but we got the man who mattered."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 15:41:55 GMT -5
"It was a shame, I was rather eyeing up, her rather beautiful bow." Robyn said, sounding completely serious, "I am sure we will catch up with them eventually."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:45:37 GMT -5
"No doubt we will. Was there no dragonbone you could get from that... dead beast?" Benjen asked her, picking up a jug of water and filling his cup.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 15:46:49 GMT -5
"I probably could" she said, not having thought of that, "I suppose I should go and see the thing's remains, I wonder if Crowl could fashion me a bow from it, he is good at working with... unsavoury materials."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:49:18 GMT -5
Benjen chuckled. "He is at that. I can only imagine he will craft himself some armour from its scales... and I fear for what he might do with its skull. How have you been?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 15:57:41 GMT -5
"Good, good, not sleeping much... I see dead soldiers attacking me when I close my eyes...but that is to be expected. When it's not them, still the smouldering remains of the people of King's Landing." she shook her head, looking to the ground, then looked up at Benjen and smiled, "It'll pass I am sure."
"I heard Savinia died... I guess she will not get her chance to fight me.. I was actually getting rather fond of her, it is a shame."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 16:47:29 GMT -5
Benjen grinned. "I know how you feel. By now I have so many nightmares they all crowd each other out and I can finally get some sleep again." He drank from his water and offered her the jug.
"A shame, I agree... she seemed very odd, even for a wildling, but I don't think she was a bad person. Well, too bad a person. Though I am worried as to who will replace her."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 12, 2015 17:15:16 GMT -5
"perhaps no one will" she suggested with a sigh, it would not be a goof outcome, "It is not just anyone who can bring them all to one goal, they must have respected her a great deal. " Robyn mused and shook her head, taking a cup of water.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 13, 2015 5:52:21 GMT -5
///
Kalvin arrives at Ben's room to have a chat. He has a letter in his hand.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 13, 2015 8:50:25 GMT -5
"perhaps no one will" she suggested with a sigh, it would not be a goof outcome, "It is not just anyone who can bring them all to one goal, they must have respected her a great deal. " Robyn mused and shook her head, taking a cup of water. "It's strength they respect," Benjen said. "Though I suppose a certain amount of brains is necessary as well." He chuckled. "For a moment there I pictured you as Queen of the Wildlings," He said jokingly, finishing his waters.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 13, 2015 8:50:59 GMT -5
/// Kalvin arrives at Ben's room to have a chat. He has a letter in his hand. "Kalvin," Benjen said, glad to see the man alive. "How was Starfall?" He asked, before opening the letter.
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