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Post by Tim of Raventree on Jan 11, 2017 20:32:42 GMT
She shivered as cold air met her bare skin, and again at the feel of his hands on her. Somehow, she minded that less than being pushed against a wall or having her hands restrained.
"Now what?" She asked, puzzled and uncertain. "I'm not taking my gown off, no matter what.".
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 11, 2017 20:47:27 GMT
(Going to fade to black here, because this conversation might trip the proboards censers and I hate walking on eggshells.)
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Post by The Raven on Jan 16, 2017 4:45:15 GMT
The Frey ladies and their Willies found their section of the vast rampart quite empty. Considering it is longer and than many roads, this is to be expected.
Visenya looks down at the lights of merry Harrentown so far below. "I wonder... If I should drop a pebble from here, would it reach enough velocity to kill any man it lands on?"
"Such a morbid curiosity, Visenya." Laughed Arya, who had yet to let go of Willis's arm.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jan 16, 2017 7:31:18 GMT
The Frey ladies and their Willies found their section of the vast rampart quite empty. Considering it is longer and than many roads, this is to be expected. Visenya looks down at the lights of merry Harrentown so far below. "I wonder... If I should drop a pebble from here, would it reach enough velocity to kill any man it lands on?" "Such a morbid curiosity, Visenya." Laughed Arya, who had yet to let go of Willis's arm. Willem grinned, enjoying the view of a festive Harrentown. "That would be a rather bad way to die. One minute happy, the next killed by a tiny rock. Give me old age or combat over that, even in death I would not be able to stand the embarrassment."
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Post by The Raven on Jan 16, 2017 11:01:42 GMT
"Old age can be more awkward, Ser Willem. Many singers seem convinced it is better to die young and clever and strong, than to live to be old and slow and decrepit." She leaned on the stone frame. "It's worse for a woman. Once our tits sag and our delicate bits stop contributing to the bloodline, we're just shuffled out of sight." She sighed, visibly saddened by the thought.
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jan 16, 2017 12:01:37 GMT
"No sense in worryin' about all that just yet. We've all got plenty of years before we're bent and grey." He ran his free hand through his hair, which had a few strands noticeably lighter than the rest. "Well. Before we're entirely grey, anyway."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jan 16, 2017 16:32:37 GMT
"I'm not saying old age is a wonderful thing." Willem replied. "Just that by getting there I'll have gotten all of my youth. Which I rather like."
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 17, 2017 8:12:34 GMT
(Curse of Harrenhal Flip: Heads)
Despite the thin layer of frost on the wall, no one slips and falls to a grisly death. How fortunate.
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Post by The Raven on Jan 18, 2017 6:39:29 GMT
Arya leaned into Willis. "I should have brought a cloak. It feels as though we're standing atop a mountain. Or the top of the world..."
Visenya grabbed Willem's hand and lead him to the other side to admire his home. "You know, this isn't my first haunted castle. I once saw the Dreadfort. And Arya once saw the Marlfort."
"I don't really remember it though... I just have this dream of spirits running through the tunnels, begging for companionship."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jan 18, 2017 6:51:32 GMT
Arya leaned into Willis. "I should have brought a cloak. It feels as though we're standing atop a mountain. Or the top of the world..." Visenya grabbed Willem's hand and lead him to the other side to admire his home. "You know, this isn't my first haunted castle. I once saw the Dreadfort. And Arya once saw the Marlfort." "I don't really remember it though... I just have this dream of spirits running through the tunnels, begging for companionship." "The dreadfort, my lady?" Willem had a limited appreciation of geography outside of the Riverlands, but even he was familair with that castle. "What cause did you have to travel that far north?" He looked out over the immense towers of Harrenhal, totally oblivious to any potential danger of slipping. "Harrenhal has not been so bad, at least to us Blackforts. None of us has come to any serious harm within these walls. It is lonely, but the only people I've come across seeking companionship have been alive so far." He looked to her before concluding with a grin, "I hope it stays that way."
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jan 18, 2017 6:58:31 GMT
"I'd offer mine, but didn't think to bring one either." Willis extricated his arm from her grip and put it around her waist instead. "Can't quite be the top of the world," He pointed with his free hand at one of the towers, "For that, we'd need to do a bit more climbing."
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Post by The Raven on Jan 18, 2017 7:29:32 GMT
"Well... If you must know, I was to be wed to a Bolton. The Starks refused to make a move, so I was sent to the Boltons as a blood sacrifice. With a marriage alliance and the right purse strings pulled, we might have ended the war a bit earlier."
Visenya shrugged. "It was a long time ago. I cannot even picture the little boy I would have married. But I remember the castle. And the pale faced servants at dinner."
Arya just pressed herself closer to Willis. "Which one is yours?"
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jan 18, 2017 17:08:40 GMT
Willis turned to point at the Wailing Tower, looming over the Hall of the Hundred Hearths. "There, the Wailing Tower. Can't really call it mine yet, despite the title. Barely even got my own rooms cleaned out, and most of the top half ain't been used in years."
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Post by The Raven on Jan 18, 2017 17:31:08 GMT
"Looks ghastly. I mean, it's certainly impressive but... Ghastly. And you still haven't seen most of it?"
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jan 18, 2017 17:39:18 GMT
"Took a look through a few floors besides those actively in use, but no, not really. Figured it'd keep for after the tourney, when things quiet down. Going to take a while to go through all of it." He shrugged. "It's not so bad inside, so long as the north wind isn't blowing too hard."
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