Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Mar 24, 2015 21:06:47 GMT -5
Crowl passes her the gift and Robyn unwraps it to see a leather quiver that was probably some of the most softest and most refined leather that she had ever felt, inside of the quiver where several large and bulky arrows that seemed to have been carved from several femur bones with protruding arrow heads that on closer inspection bear a remarkable likeness to parts of the spine inlaid with human teeth for jagged edges. "With this accompanying you on the battlefield even the gods would fear you and your bow." He states with a broad smile sounding pleased with himself.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 25, 2015 2:31:26 GMT -5
Robyn stared at the gift for a long time, "I do not know what to say..." She started, it was... Well, a quiver and arrows made out of people, "where di you find your... Materials?"
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Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Mar 25, 2015 2:59:42 GMT -5
"I gathered them after the battles in the vale, I collect the materials and then use them whenever I have a need for them." Crowl states. "The skin had to be collected fresh though." He adds as an after thought.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 1:33:42 GMT -5
//
Nicholas asks to see his sister at her convenience.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 4:48:51 GMT -5
He is let in not much later.
Robyn was sit in a chair by a window, wearing a loose fitting dress that had belonged to her sister, who was taller than she was, that would not disrupt her stitches so much.
Her hair had the unmistakable look of someone who had very recently been sleeping.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 8:15:26 GMT -5
Nick takes a seat near her. "How are you feeling, now?" he said. He offers her a big juicy apple. How he gets fresh apples in winter is possibly his greatest magic trick.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 8:24:22 GMT -5
"I can walk a bit better now, though, as you can imagine, it still hurts, but that is to be expected," she said to him, and took the apple. She didn't bite into it yet, wanting to save it, as fresh fruit was so rare. "I'll be fine soon, the maester says, so long as I don't over do it for a while."
She smiled at him, "how are you?" she was of course just being polite, knowing his health was most likely well.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 8:32:24 GMT -5
"Well," Nick said, sounding a bit annoyed, "I am perturbed. I believe we are losing our only magical support in our time of greatest need to the Iron Islands."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 8:37:48 GMT -5
"Well, then that is something you should take up with the King and Benjen," Robyn said, with a sigh, "from what I can gather the deal has already been agreed, so there is not much we can do and save that great stark honour we like to only remember in times when it can really hurt us. In all honesty, I do not understand why we need to make an alliance with the Iron Born at all, their word means... less than, I can't think of anything on par with it."
it was no real secret, Robyn did not much like the Iron Born.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 8:42:51 GMT -5
Nick nodded. "Well, my opinion is still taken with a grain of salt here," he pointed out. "At least they didn't send you there, to rot on that cold shitty rock where they can fuck seals all day." He frowns. "But I've come to say goodbye. For now."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 8:44:45 GMT -5
"I am glad to have heard, that my going was not even really on the table. I must not have made a good impression on Prince Killion, Whatever it was, I shall be sure to keep doing it."
Robyn frowned at what he said next though, "Going? Why? To where?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 8:45:55 GMT -5
"Apparently," he said, "I have another sister. I was going to pay her a courtesy call," he said. "I've heard it can get lonely when yu don't have any friends around."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 8:47:41 GMT -5
"Meera" Robyn said, standing up, "I'll go with you. I want to help you save her, I told my mother I would before and the King said I could not." Robyn said to him, looking down on his from where he was seated, "I'll be fine by the time we get to where we would be going"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 9:16:56 GMT -5
"No you won't," he says fondly, kissing her forehead. "Your brother needs you. You need sleep. It's been good having a sister for a few days." He rises to go with a grin. "Besides, if I fail, you need to lead the next mission. The rest of the family isn't very big on subtlety."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 5, 2015 9:23:34 GMT -5
"Benjen doesn't need me... no one here needs me," She said, not grinning back then shaking her head and giving him a hug, "try not to die... You're doing a really good job at being my brother"
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