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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 16:01:51 GMT -5
ooc: Sorry I was afk.
Robyn stares at the corpses, glad of their being no children, that at least boded somewhat well that the Lord of the Eyrie was still living.
She looked at Walter, and gave him a look of sympathy, she could not imagine that it was like to look upon a dead member of your family, even if you had not seen them in quite some time.
"Do not worry, once we scale this mountian, we'll bring justice to those who have done this" she did not want to articulate that that man was Walter's Uncle.
She did not care if NIck was reading a letter, the grumpy... grump could read all the wanted.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 16:05:05 GMT -5
Walte rnods. "My uncle," he said. "He's dead, then." He swallows.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 16:09:22 GMT -5
Robyn does not answer immediately, she did not want to tell the man that his remaining family would have to die for this, but then again, what other punishment could there be?
"We will have to see when we get up there... There is always the wall." she doubt he would be offered that.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 16:15:39 GMT -5
"No, my uncle is dead," Walter said. "I pray we get there before he decides to kill my siblings, is all." They make camp under a few trees for the last night.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 16:17:51 GMT -5
"We will," though Robyn was far from sure.
It was hard to sleep for Robyn so near to those corpses, fresh and old, but she managed. And woke up ready to try and scale on the greatest natural structures in Westeros.
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