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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 9:25:41 GMT -5
Where Eddard's Rest and the kingdom of the North celebrates the end to the war.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 9:36:16 GMT -5
Robyn was there of course, wearing a very pretty light blue dress with a pattern of winter roses on the bodice. She had her hair up, variably twisted into an intricate design. Looking rather like the princess she was, rather than the tiny wildcat she usually portrayed.
This is what came of letting other people do what they wanted with how you looked.
She sat at the high table, talking with some of the northern lords about strategy and other manly things.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 11:05:20 GMT -5
The city celebrates, and vendors offer meats and cheeses and wines from every corner of the world. Dancers and jugglers and everything happens as people celebrate the end of war. Robyn receives literal dozens of compliments from handsome young lords and knights and warriors, among them the heir to Riverrun Ser Mychel Tully, Ser Leon Frey the Younger, and more. Benjen and Cassana are bombarded by well wishers and Karyl Crowl is offered a hundred marriage proposals from the many widowed and maiden women who have lost the majority of their eligible menfolk.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 11:31:27 GMT -5
Robyn decides to speak to Mychel when he approaches her.
"I do not believe I ever thanked your family for hosting my brother and sisters wedding, it was a very interesting affair, sorry I was not in higher spirits for it." She said to him, smiling softly at him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 13:12:53 GMT -5
The young man nods. "It was our pleasure," he says. "I was off gathering men at the time for the King's Landing host but I heard it was an event of singular magnificence."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 13:46:03 GMT -5
"It was a dual Lannister redding," she said with a laugh, "Of course it was," She did not admittedly remember that much, having passed out part way through the feast.
"Hardly seems right, some people feast and dine and drink, while others have to be off gathering troops" She mused, "let us hope no troops need be raised in some time."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 13:49:46 GMT -5
Mychel shrugs. "Always need good men for something. I wish I could have seen the ladies if the kingdom at the feast, but the men we raised fought in battles from Highgarden to Skyreach." He nods. "You were quite the terror on the battlefield."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 13:53:35 GMT -5
"All men fear the tiny ones," she replied and smiled, "We are tenacious and scrappy."
"The ladies there were no doubt as you can imagine then, resplenantly dressed, bedecked with jewels and the such like, I am sure you've seen the equal at any number of feasts."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 14:01:20 GMT -5
"Maybe one or two or five," he admitted, "not dozens. I was betrothed to Ella Stark, but that fucking sorcerer killed her last year." He smiles at her after a frown. "But working for the kingdom's benefit is something only real warriors understand, like you."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 14:08:00 GMT -5
"I would not be so harsh on the other women, they do not work for the betterment of the kingdom, they give up everything they have for it... I'd only give up my life, I would say their sacrifice is greater," she teased and grinned, "Since your betrothal has... ceased, have you found a new lady?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 14:16:10 GMT -5
He shakes his head. "Hasn't been much time. Hopefully more, nor," he said. "Although word is there is an even bigger war out east."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 14:21:22 GMT -5
"yes, that rumour has found my ear also, " she replied though it was not really a rumour, "Would you join us fighting east?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 14:23:38 GMT -5
Mychel nods. "I try not to miss a good fight. There is no way this Targaryen is as powerful as everyone says. He beats slave armies and effeminate fops, not Knights."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 17, 2015 14:31:58 GMT -5
"I do not think the Baratheon's would agree with that. I have seen his dragon... it dwarfs the green one princess Cassana rides, that alone is a terrifying thought... and he is a sorcerer... Perhaps we should approach him with greater caution." Robyn replied to him, but smiled, "better to be ready and not need to be, than run in unprepared and... find he is everything they say and more."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 17, 2015 14:34:48 GMT -5
"The dragon I concede," he admits. "But else wise it seems everyone merely bows and scrapes to his reputation without ever testing it. He needed the Ironborn to take Mantarys, and Qarth has never been known for the power of its warriors." He shakes his head. "Real men shouldn't scare so easily."
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