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Post by Marlow on Nov 26, 2012 19:16:35 GMT -5
Having no idea who they are, Jason simply walks by and looks back to the others before leaning against a pile of rubble and loosening several of his armor straps, sweaty and uncomfortable.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 26, 2012 19:20:01 GMT -5
Catherine stumbles trying to head to Ben, and Delila scolds her. "Ben...she's hurt! Don't let her...oh shit, you're hurt too! Are you all right!?"
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 26, 2012 19:20:35 GMT -5
Arania watched them approach, their faces and figures slowly resolving into recognizable shapes as they came closer and closer. The body on the stretcher made her breath catch in her throat, until she saw everyone she knew, well enough. She could hardly restrain herself from running to them. She managed to stand there, as dignified as she could look with a swordbelt wrinkling and pulling her gown at the waist. "Kalvin!" she cried as they got close enough. "We thought..."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 26, 2012 19:20:39 GMT -5
Reyna looked over at the group of men who had just arrived.
"I recognise the prince," she said to Arania. "But some of them I don't."
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 26, 2012 19:24:29 GMT -5
Darting her eyes between Reyna and the returning men, Arania shrugged. "I hardly know their names, only their faces. But I'm sure you know Kalvin, and...well, the big one is the Crowl. He's hard to miss, in a crowd. I don't think I know the rest."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 26, 2012 19:26:09 GMT -5
"I'll be alright, Delila," Benjen said, giving his sister a faint smile. "Catherine, don't you dare die, understood?"
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Post by Kurts on Nov 26, 2012 19:26:29 GMT -5
Oriax stays back by Nyles as the rest make their way through the town and reunite with loved ones.
"I doubt you will need to worry about low prices for whores or petty outlaw hunting from now on." Oriax replied, with a grin that usually would have been hidden beneath his silver mask. It faltered slightly, at the realization that his barrier between the world was gone. "I promised you a short first journey. Was it to your liking, sellsword?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 26, 2012 19:28:20 GMT -5
"Oh, for the love of...I'm not hurt that bad...you look an absolute fright now..." Catherine's eyes widen as she sees the body on the plank. "F...father?"
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Kalvin looks to Arania and his eyes twinkle, just a bit. He mouths 'later' and nods slightly to the body he's carrying.
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 26, 2012 19:28:49 GMT -5
Titus searches about, a bit apart from the others. He looked about for people in need of assistance, anything that needed to be in his pocket, and a particular mutt he liked to call Ser Zebby.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 26, 2012 19:31:36 GMT -5
"Oh, for the love of...I'm not hurt that bad...you look an absolute fright now..." Catherine's eyes widen as she sees the body on the plank. "F...father?" Benjen frowned and looked to the body as well, giving Catherine a hug. "He... saved all of us." |
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 26, 2012 19:33:18 GMT -5
A little confused and worried because she hadn't seen Fyodor, Reyna hugged her arms across her body.
"Oh gods," she murmured to Arania. "This is horrid."
She glanced around at the assembled group "Where is my lord Dustin?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 26, 2012 19:34:52 GMT -5
"Where's my son!?" She screams. She starts hobbling towards the castle.
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Titus sees the mutt chewing on a bone. We can only pray it's from the last meal before the wave.
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Nyles glanced. "Well, we wrecked a city, fought a god, and ferried back on a ship so weak even the Ironborn would have been scared to sail it." He shrugs. "I've had worse jobs."
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 26, 2012 19:35:13 GMT -5
Arania smiled, biting her lower lip. She wanted to throw her arms around him, and to wrap her legs around his waist, and...but later, of course, later. Her eyes at last touched on the body on the stretcher. She didn't recognize him, but Catherine's reaction...of course it was Justin Mallister. How terrible, for her.
She looked over the rest of them, spotting the man in singed robes and with burned hands. He had a strange air to him, and his face was paler than the rest of the skin she could see. And his companion, clearly a sellsword of some description. "I certainly don't recognize those two," she said with a frown. "Dustin? He's probably still on the ship, if he went with them." She hoped to sound reassuring, but she probably didn't, despite being quite cheered by the return of the men.
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Post by Raven Umber on Nov 26, 2012 19:35:52 GMT -5
The remaining rubble of the town was everywhere, so spots were not flooded as others. Raven kicked hard at the swollen door of the building that held her captive. It was not trying to budge, but she needed to see if there was anything left.
Cursing to herself as she continued to kick, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear the sounds.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 26, 2012 19:36:25 GMT -5
"Catherine, wait!" Benjen said, catching up with her. "I will go and find him, okay? I need to find father and mother too. Don't worry, I will bring Rickon to you."
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