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Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

L ady S toneheart F Lem dragged his hostage behind him as if he was reeling a fish. If it wasn't for the puffs of white smoke coming from the fish's mouth whenever he breathed, Lem and his compatriots would have thought their victim dead. For the celebrated warrior moved ever so slowly, his body more a weight Lem had to carry than a person he could steer. Under the dirty rags and dark cloak, Lady Stoneheart couldn't recognize him even if she had her eyes back the way they were. This is no Mountain . That much she knew. The behemoth war criminal and rapist wasn't built like any other man. It wouldn't take Catelyn's broken eyes more than a short glance to find him among an army of men. At the time, most of her followers were gathered for dinner. Anguy had caught three rabbits that day, and so the meal comprised of rabbit stew for the majority of the company. Those lucky ones had a small chunk of meat in their bowls, while most settled with bones and vegetables. The choicest of meats were saved for the highest ranking men of the brotherhood people like Lem, Anguy, Thoros of Myr, Jack-Be-Lucky and Harwin were among the favored elites. Others like Gendry and Notch were lucky enough to have some fat in their stew. Lady Stoneheart herself seldom ate a meal after her breakfast, and so she was content with a cup of warm water with lemon sitting on her lap. With her was Lem and Anguy, who deemed the captive more interesting than their stews. When she nodded, Lem exposed the hooded man's face. Nuncle.. The gods are good . A small, gentle smile greeted her chained uncle as she ordered for his ropes to be cut loose, much to the dismay of her followers. This man is Brynden Tully, my lord uncle. The veteran warrior known as the Blackfish she hissed, her voice almost sounding like cold winds. With all these scars, Catelyn doubted her uncle would recognized her, but she only hoped he would believe her. Lem helped the man up his feet, while the others retreated before their bowls turn cold. The wrong type of nobleman. The one that doesn't pay Jack-Be-Lucky told Anguy after he Lem with the Tullys in the room. After the man was unchained and seated, his niece sat across from him. We found 'er body dumped on the river Lem explained. Lord Beric Dondarrion gave his life in a spell casted by Thoros to 'ave 'er come back from the dead. Although she may not look like it, this is Lady Catelyn of House Stark Your kith and kin. When he was done, he stood up and left the two together in the room. Catelyn moved her hand away from her throat and revealed her slit to Brynden, then looked at him as a single tear slowly moved down her right cheek.
Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

B rynden Blackfish T ully F Greetings within an undercroft wasn't a question of many changing of the seasons. Alienated by these wrecked events, hauled like some degenerate slave from Essos to the pits for entertainment. Whomever this Lady Stoneheart was, if Hoster could not make a stubborn trout like him submit to tradition..what chances did these bandits hoped to make him yield for his life? Noises amplified, signifying a gathering of sorts. Did his imagination play true about him being the source of entertainment? ' Bloody brigands, prancing with food and no decency to end it already!!!' Liberated by that unwashed hood clogging his senses to bask in the smell of meats lingering the air, Bryden was bemused at the usage of phrases in his mind working to his favor. Ropes were trimmed off by their blades, eyes disturbed by the daunting presence before him. Addressing him amicably bewildered him more, peering something out of those farfetched stories told to deter one of the bad behaviors or simply to terrify. Red streaks occupying his eyes aghast at a mention of their relationship, She mustn't be Catelyn, she was murdered by the fucking Freys. , he said quite vocal to these strange occurrences transgressing before him. Reflexes conjured forth an urge to retaliate on the stranger rising him up, yet warring against instincts like these was most fortuitous for this moment to be relayed information and formulate something mighty to escape from these brigands. Brief observations told the Blackfish they discriminated on the nobility, however, finding hints of reluctance not to kill him resonated by how others reacted. Floundering like the proverbial fish on his banners, begrudgingly sitting down despite protest visible in his apathetic eyes and nonchalant demeanor. Regardless it was discovering more about this woman claiming to be his kin that concerned him immediately. Reliving accounts of the Red Wedding by his unexpurgated testimony of the person before him was Catelyn Tully, Bryden grew pale and silent as all the proof was thrust upon him. An abhorrent fate for anyone judging by her appearance, enraging the Blackfish as he uprooted from his seat moments after being left alone to his own devices. The distance was closed, as if appraising how much of her still remained in Westeros. Seven hells, this should not be possible!, noting her sole tear trickling from this living carcass. Adjusting to all of this would be difficult, accepting aspects of the world he dismissed as fairy tales. Being comforted by the idea not all the Tullies are dead, why did you take this long to come out? Were it shame you feel for Robb or were you content on getting revenge alone? , mixtures of excitement to see her but her independance without stopping to get family digged a deep wound. Edmund hardly counted anymore, surrendering to the enemy.
Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

L ady S toneheart F She had been her uncle's favorite, and he had been her favorite uncle. But that's when she was a person with a heart not a soul cast in a corpse. Struggling, her tears, or tear, rather, was the only testimony to the sole emotion she could display, whilst her uncle erupted with a frenzy of mixed emotions. He's disappointed I didn't tell him I lived, but he's also shocked that I'm alive. Nuncle the widow hissed, her voice akin to a passing ghost, I have but a small gathering of rebels and brigands. Should the Lannisters know Ned Stark's widow is alive.. her words broke into coughs as she clenched her dry throat. Speaking had been challenging for Lady Stoneheart, it made her neck rumble in pain with every attempt, and after a few words a wisp of fire near her throat silences her shut. The Red God's doing.. Riverrun..? she managed to mutter amidst her coughs as she looked up to her uncle, wondering if the Lannisters had stormed their ancestral lands. The ship sank and he found himself washed ashore, here on my door , she speculated, Or maybe they lifted the siege, and found himself here on his way on a mission , she couldn't pinpoint the truth but her mind leaned towards her pessimistic assumption. Edmure? she presented another question to her captive, wondering if the waves claimed his life. Are the gods vicious enough to take my husband, children, father and brother all together? Lem walked back into the room with a carrot broth with small chunks of rabbit meat, a smaller loaf of breed, and a cup of water. The man presented Brynden with the food and proceeded to take a seat between the two. As soon as their conversation finished, he tossed his own topics into the table. The Blackfish. It is indeed great that you are alive and kicking. We'd figured you were rotting in a Lannister cell. You still smell like piss, but you're not rotten he cockily smiled, and brushed his stubble. This is the Brotherhood without Banners. Founded by the order of His Grace King Robert Baratheon to enact justice on the rogue Gregor Clegane for his crimes near The Trident. What the Freys did to your nephew was an insult to all the laws of men, a disgrace to the gods, and a treachery that won't be forgiven, but it is not what this company of men is fighting to achieve. We're bound by oath to slay the brigand, and I hope you remember that Lem said his words, rose up and left the room. Revenge.. she hissed again, her fiery eyes glowing with revenge, all the while it started raining outside the cave. The horses were led to shelter in anticipation of a thunderstorm, and the food and weapers were carried outside. Catelyn watched her followers move their equipment inside and huddle up around a campfire in the center of the cave. Had Tom O'Sevens been with them, the men would have been singing alongside his songs, but instead they were subjected to Jack Be Lucky's bawdy jokes.
Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

B rynden Blackfish T ully F Subjugated through such conditions did not improve his bewildered disposition to all the information attempting to make sense of this warped scenario. Contorted were his features to the distress, hiding no remnants of the horror dawning onto the seasoned noble that tales of magic could not be merely dismissed akin to the Northerners belief in the old gods of folklore. Impeded in speech, poised hues entrenched on her uncanny appearance to his niece...simply as a walking carcass no less. Any Southron here now would be night soiling themselves.. thought earnestly in silence while attentive to her words, her explanation saddening the old knight for the topics discussed by these brigands. Seven hells it's troubling to believe my sanity is going or you're actually living. To answer your question, fucking Lannisters and Edmure handed the lackwits the ancestral home. Utter rubbish I tell you!, intensified emotions roared like the river expressing and crackling under the facade of unbreaking steel to the betrayal sinking further into his heart. Appalled for remaining a captive under supposed kin, a silent stern gaze assaulted the figure of Lem passing right by his lonesome. The jape at his failure continued his grimace... I teach you the meaning of smelling piss if you insist . Minding his tongue momentarily without a shift in demeanor nor features he heeded the words of the odd fellow in the yellow cloak. Although the explanation painted them originally in a modest light, almost bearing a snicker at the words of bound by oath to slay the brigands in exchange becoming the very definition of that word itself. Her hissed of revenge caught him off guard, feeling obliged to continue conversation moments after indulging heavily onto the acquired meal. All the hardships the old warrior went through lately justified the appetite. If what your man says is true, I presume you have a plan? The Freys are aligned to the Lannisters and by extension the crown. Unless your forces are hidden in the red folk river it will be a challenge., he spoke plainly as he tried regaining composure of all of this. Ignoring the rain he kept his gaze onto her, deeply disturbed and curious altogether, needing strong encouragement after the disasters plaguing his mind after such a defeat.
Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

L ady S toneheart F The corpse rose from her seat. It took all of Catelyns strength to stand on her frail, broken legs, and then some more to walk around the room. She struggled to hide her weakness from her uncle it ached her to show her weakness in front of him. So, my brother turned our lands over the the Lannisters. Her voice boiled with contempt and disgust. The gods should have taken him . It was utter wickedness and absolute injustice for her honorable husband to die and her coward brother to live. It seemed to her that her family members either die because she couldn't protect them, or soil their honor before she could stop them. But at least I have him with me , her eyes studied her uncle as she bit on her lips, thinking over the news he had brought to her. I trust every man I have to swing a sword and fire an arrow, but leading an army.. she broke into coughs. Her fingers moved to cover her lips, while her other hand leaned on her uncle for support. Nuncle, we need your help she hissed before she rested back on her chair. Her hand moved to hold her cold throat and warm it down. Talking made it feel as if frozen shards of glass where traveling down her throat. She continued coughing till her noise drew Lem back into her chambers. Lady Stark, are you well?. His question went unanswered, as if Catelyn was implying it was too stupid a question to warrant an answer. He snatched a bowl of soup from a passing swordsman and brought it to the frail woman. Three spoons later, Stoneheart's neck was warm enough for her to speak. Lem, nuncle tells me the rogue traitor is now riding with the Freys. Lem scratched the back of his head. He suspects its a lie thought, before he spoke in his piss-colored cloak, So the Lannisters renounce him and declare him an outlaw, then hide him with the old rascal at the Twins? What sort of twisted mummer's farce is this? His eyes shifted to the veteran knight as if he wanted confirmation of what Catelyn just told him. He wanted to hear it from Bryden himself to believe it. The Blackfish wouldn't soil his honor with a lie , he thought, and so worried Catelyn.
Thread: It's not just a game anymore (Eternally Chaotic x Averavic)

Alexia followed close behind Ruby, not saying too much as they walked. She would offer a brief reply here or there, but more often than not Ruby was already on to another topic. She was a chatty gal, that was sure. Alexia found it curious that the crowd about her seemed to notice her for a change. Nothing like a few pints of blood to draw the eye, she supposed. People didn't care for another newbie wandering around looking for answers. But a pair of blood-soaked killers? Now that was something to talk about! It wasn't long before they inn, and she stayed quiet throughout the exchange between Ruby and the Innkeeper. It seemed she was a regular here, and Alexia could come up with a few guesses as to how she could afford such a pricey place. But despite being able to pay, the Innkeeper didn't seem pleased. She couldn't quite blame him, if showing up like this was a common occurrence. Your room is at the very top of the stairs, it's the only door at the end hall. The man said as he set the keys down for them. Ruby paid the man no mind and grabbed her key, passing one to Alexia before hurrying up the steps. Alexia took a moment to say thanks to the Innkeeper before following Ruby up. Thanks for the room, Sir. She said, smiling politely at the man behind the counter. And, uh - sorry about Ms. Rose. She glanced up the steps as she spoke, trying to convince herself that her own words were true. She means well, I think. At this the man crinkled his nose at her. He motioned her closer and Alexia leaned over the bar to catch what he was saying. Look, t'aint no business of mine. But whatever that girl has got you into, he nodded at her blood-soaked robes meaningfully, It's in your best interest to stay away from her. The man left that ominous warning hang in the air and nodded to himself as if he were the wisest man in town before turning his attention to another customer. With his parting words still echoing in her ears, she followed Ruby up the steps. She entered the now open room to find the most lavish living area she had seen in the game. It was very elegent and tasteful, but at the same time had that rustic medieval fantasy vibe that so much of the game had. All in all it was quite a cozy place, and far better than the crap holes she had stayed at for the last couple of days. She heard Ruby rifling about in the room on the left and went to join her, and found herself greeted by yet another beautiful room. Wow, she said before she could help herself, taking a moment to admire the four poster bed. This place is too much, Ruby! She felt the bed - so soft! Are you sure it's okay we stay here? Twenty gold is a lot of money!
Thread: It's not just a game anymore (Eternally Chaotic x Averavic)

Alexia smiled genuinely for the first time in days. The initial feeling of fear and unease in the alley was renewed slightly after the Innkeeper's comments, but she found the feeling slip slowly away the more Ruby talked. She was just a girl after all. A dangerous, and somewhat unpredictable one. But still just a girl. She covered her smile with the back of her hand, chuckling slightly to herself, but not wanting to appear too rude. It was all she could do to avoid bursting out in laughter. Perhaps it was the stress, perhaps it was just being in the presence of a person whom didn't seem to care what came out of her mouth, who knows. But she found herself feeling happy for the first time since she tried to logout. When the dialogue option popped up, she slapped the Accept button without a second thought. In front of Ruby a small dialogue box popped up, saying 'Alexia, Level 5, has accepted your friends request.' I'm more than happy to be your friend, Ruby! She said honestly. In front of her a little dialogue popped up. 'You and Ruby Rose are now friends!' It was a nice message to see. I can take the other room. And I don't know about you, but all I want to do is wash this off! I'm going to hop in that tub. She turned and left Ruby to her room, waving over her shoulder as she did. Talk to you in a bit, yeah? Alexia shut the front door of the living room and locked it before she went into the other room. Is was just as elegant as the first, with a similar gold and white colour scheme. She laid her staff on the dresser and headed into her own private bathroom - what a luxury! The bathroom was all polished stone and shining faux-gold faucets, but it was the tub that drew her eye. A deep clawfoot, nearly big enough for her to fully submerge herself. She turned the hot water on and began filling the tub while she undressed, tossing her dirty clothes in the washing sphere by the sink. She dipped a finger in the water to test the temperature - perfect - and climbed in, sighing contentedly as she dipped into the soothing waters. She dipped her head in, and rose up from the water, feeling her troubles drip off of her. The water quickly turned red, and she tried not to let the sight of it disturb her too much as she began washing herself clean. She had a lot of scrubbing to do!
Thread: It's not just a game anymore (Eternally Chaotic x Averavic)

The soft melody of Ruby's voice drifted into the second bedroom, mingling with the steamy air to create an almost mystical atmosphere. She glanced up and recognized the Hp icon that popped up above her head. The sound of Ruby's singing was - quite literally - invigorating. Between the hot bath, the steam, the song, and the general exhaustion after the day's events, she found herself dozing off. When the song was finished she sighed contentedly, not wanting to ruin this peaceful moment. A mechanical clicking sound broke her away from her drifting thoughts. She turned to look at the cleaning sphere, which had a little flashing icon overhead indicating it was finished washing and would begin the drying cycle. So many aspects of this game were remarkable, even simple details like that still blew Alexia away from time to time. She continued to clean and rinse herself while she thought of her new companion, and it wasn't long before she heard another click. A little pop-up over the washer indicated her clothes were clean and dry. Feeling fully rested and comfortable for the first time in days, she pulled herself from the tub and dried off. She entered the living room area back in her freshly cleaned robes, still patting her hair dry with a towel. While she waited for Ruby to finish with her bubble bath, she looked around the living room. A variety of books, scrolls, and potions lined the walls, but upon closer inspection of a few of them she found them to be purely decorative. A couple of the books were even stuck in place, simply a part of the furniture in the game. She turned her attention to the fireplace, which hosted some dimly glowing coals, and set about building them a small cozy fire for the evening. She soon had a warm flickering blaze going and sat herself cross-legged on the carpet, watching the flames lick the bottom of a worn cooking pot, still feeling the calming effects of the bath and the song.
Thread: It's not just a game anymore (Eternally Chaotic x Averavic)

Within the bathroom with ruby the air was calm and the notes of her voice could be seen drifting around. Fading only when they got a bit too far away from her. The magical melody coursed through her rejuvenating her, regenerating the hp she had been missing. Ruby's ap was regenerating, as unlike Alexia Ruby had gotten AP and Hp because of her high dex she had access to the agility unlike her. Ruby scrubbed herself quite fiercely as much of the blood on her was from the day prior. Crusted and hard upon her skin she could of easily scraped the flakes off. Truthfully Ruby enjoyed the sensation of being covered in the blood of monsters. A strange thing indeed but she found that in this world it actually was pretty healthy for a persons skin or at least Ruby thought as her skin always felt smooth to the touch. Ruby had to admire at her own body for but a moment raising her leg from the water. Pale smooth skin, she hadn't really needed to do much more then bathe regularly to stay in a pristine condition like this. She was quite curious as to why that was. Though shrugged it off as just a game design. It took Ruby several more minutes then it had for Alexia to clean off the grime and gore off. Standing up she stretched feeling refreshed. Stepping out and drying herself off. Draining the water from the tub watching the red swirl down the drain. Ruby looked to the washing machine and it still was on the washing cycle and the estimated time was another twenty minutes. Puffing out her cheeks, lovely she would be without her armor for awhile. No matter she was going to stick around the area, and just go to Velera and stick to the Inn likely for the rest of the day. Opening up the inventory she materialized a new outfit. One of her backup outfits as her Cloth of the Saint was the only armor she ever used she had a few more cosmetic outfits for when she couldn't wear the Cloth when it was cleaning and needed to go out. She learned well from earlier experiences of being cold in a towel. Getting dressed she headed out into the living room looking far different then before. Her long hair hanging down behind her still a bit damp from the bath but she looked more and more like a normal person. Feeling the warmth of the room she turned to the fireplace seeing the warm blaze heating the room. Ah, how romantic! Awesome! A fire that will make the room all warm and toasty like! I mean it wasn't really cold in here yet, but knowing how night gets around this part of town it is good to have a fire set. So Alexia what are you planning to do for the rest of the day? Ruby asked plopping down in a nearby chair. Relaxing in the in the chair watching the flickering and crackling flame. Ruby tended to spend a lot on the comforts of living, she much rather spend her money on a safe comfortable place to rest when in town there silly trinkets and booze to wash away worries she didn't really have. Better to have a peaceful nights sleep then being drunk in a gutter she would say.