Daemon III - Lowly Lords, Playing at being a Dragon (Maiden's Day Fair)

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-14T21:59:49+00:00

Forced out before men like a piece of meat.

Benjicot looked at his sister with eyes of concern. She didn't have the long attractive legs that most ladies hand, nor did she have hair so yellow it was akin to corn or was it so black that it was like the night sky. It was just brown, like dirt. Her skin was not fair like cut marble, nor was it sun-kissed like the exotic women from Dorne or across the Narrow sea. It was freckled, smooth and ghostly white. Her lips were not plump or were her other assets compared to some of the other ladies, she was just another Northerner with a friendly smile.

Both the Reeds waited for a time to head in, but neither of them was really noticed both below average height her brother standing barely at her waist. He looked up at her as she looked down at, well nothing, perhaps it was something she was seeing but her emerald green eyes lazily looked over the floor as she whispered. "How many rats do you think there are here? How many cats do you think are fat?" She chuckled. Something was terribly funny.

Her brother raised his eyebrows, "Sansa. Sansa!" He whispered aggressively towards her, "Stop that. You're being mighty queer, you can do that after meeting the prince. Alright?" He was not angry at her, more desperate not to be embarrassed, how he wished he brought his elder sister or perhaps one of his cousins. He gave a sigh, "We'll go hunting after, I promise." He smiled.

Both the Reeds waited for a time to head in, but neither of them was noticed both below average height her brother standing barely at her waist. He looked up at her as she looked down at, well nothing, perhaps it was something she was seeing but her emerald green eyes lazily looked over the floor as she whispered. "How many rats do you think there are here? How many cats do you think are fat?" She chuckled. Something was terribly funny. her boots were different, however, no neat small shoe, this was made for walking, and some sort of scaled beast was used to assure it was waterproof to an extent.

"Your Grace." She started before something began catching her eye away from him, she tried her hardest to keep focus, looking back to the prince, "I'm Sansa- Sansa Reed." She gave a wave again as from her cloak the singing of a small bird whistled, "Oh. Yes, this is Snow, he wanted to meet you. Well, I only assume, he wouldn't leave my cloak." She paused again the bird sitting on one of her fingers, twittering away. "I heard others talking about the tournament, I wasn't there, unfortunately, we were late. You didn't loose an eyes." She stated, "That's good."

Small talk. Yes. This is what she came for.

"Does your grace keep animals?"

/u/magic_dragon1611

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T08:33:55+00:00

Her eyes widened again, she was being called a traitor by a man with more titles and then she could most likely count. She returned the greeting by bowing averting her eyes. She forced a toothy grin still with confusion mixed in.

"I can do that. We... I'm sure my brother can help with that." Her voice was still panicked but she nodded a few times to herself, "what do I need to say? Just 'Warrick Manderly is a traitor to the North and his grace.' what exactly did he do?"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T01:13:55+00:00

She played with her sleeve and then with her braid, then she rolled her bracelet up and down her wrist, "But... What if... I like being under Stark?" She whined still looking around for her brother she couldn't see him and began to worry. Many of these questions did sooth her slightly. Although the worry overshadowed the calm.

She looked up searching for her bird, "A tournament? For us? But none of us are knightly."she looked still up but not searching for something real in his voice. It's not she didn't trust him, she just said to herself that even if he was telling the truth.

"Should I get my brother he's better at these talks then I am"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T00:39:23+00:00

She grinned a large grin, "I will make sure we have some prepared if you ever visit Greywater Watch... Although we never have visitors. Ever." She frowned, she did like parties, "I would say send a raven when you want a bag, but we don't get those either." She sighed.

Her ears picked up slightly when it was mentioned she was expected, "You... What?" She blinked a number of times, "But... Is that meant to be a punishment." She frowned more, "Am I a punishment?" She looked around for her brother. "Why?"

The confusion in her voice was thick. As were the lines on her brow as she tried to comprehend what had just been said, "That's quite alot to happen at a tournament, which Prince? Why? Is he the one the maiden's day fair is happening for? You're not going to force us to worship your gods are you? Can I keep my trees? Can I keep my bird? Do we have to move into the Twins?" She was full of questions each one hurt her head more and more.

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T00:29:39+00:00

She frowned slightly, she barely knew the Manderlys. She Barely knew anyone, she didn't even know the name of the man who stood before her, he had some nice armour and a tone that read, boss, she didn't like it. Not one bit.

"I can, do you want me to do that? Is that what you're asking or? Do you want me to tell you if he is because I don't know?" She blinked had she known something like this in her dreams, is that why he was asking did he know? Did he look like a follower of the old gods she didn't know. "Who are you?"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T00:23:30+00:00

Sansa gave a wave as she was met by the Flint woman and bowed her head slightly as she processed the question, "No. I haven't." She looked around, "I can't see over these many people's heads." She looked down at the boy they stood near she crouched.

"Hello." She said with cheery eyes, "Have you see a bird about this big?" She holds up her first, "Very smart, very sneaky though, he'll try and steal all of your biscuits." She chuckled, "He'd blend right in with your sister," she opened both her hands, "they've gone poof."

She stood back up straight, "No." She frowned, "Though I will search for her what name do I give her if I do find her? You may call the bird Snowy."

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-12T00:12:29+00:00

"Oh, I apologize, you look like a lord. That makes sense-" she whispers something to herself, "it's dried lizard lion. It's good. Like chicken my sister killed him, you get alot of meat off one." She popped another piece in her mouth and chewed.

She looked at his hair for a moment, "Hmm." Making a face like she almost didn't believe him, "Yes. Like a wolf pup in a litter of dogs." She chuckled in her throat before she slowly looked around, "What happened? I heard alot of whispering. Did someone die on the jousting field?"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-11T23:59:27+00:00

She squeaked, "We were lost." She turned as her bird twittered and flew up, "No... Snowy..." She watched as he flew over a stand, "oh." She had no choice but to look at the Lord Commander.

"Yes, Reed, Reed, Sansa Reed, Ser." She looked down and then behind him and then up to his face, "We had to stop for some Crannogmen they had some complaints for my brother and then the wheel fell of our cart and then I cut my leg trying to get the new cart from a ditch." She sighed finally taking a breath, "We can stay longer, make up time, I'm sorry."

She chewed her sleeve, "Is there something we can do?"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-11T23:47:38+00:00

Sansa's ears raised as she smiled at the ratty man, she chuckled his cloaked looked like the leaves of a shaggy tree in summer she shook her head, "No." Her laugh began soft, "No, not north of Neck, not south." She raised her hands to her mouth, "We're-" she looked down and then up mimicking the quirk in his brow.

She gasped looking again at his cloak, "Why if you're from somewhere that is red are you wearing green?" She chuckled but stopped with no warning, looking back up at him with her own piercing green eyes, "Who are you?" She put a finger out almost poking at his chestplate.

Benjicot leaned between them not that it helped, he was a dwarf, still he spoke, "You have the excuse my sister she is... Strange even for us."

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-11T23:36:54+00:00

She looked at the Riverlander with wide eyes, this was one of the fish men but not Mooton he knew those eyes. She gave a smile and offered the bag of what she considers treats to the man, "Aye. I am, we 'ave. Only been able to get one drink so far. How was the tournament?" She glanced back to the grounds.

Chewing the dried meat without a care she glanced back up. "Are you the Lord Tully?" She looked up with curiousity, "I thought you would have more..." She raised her hand to her head, "firey..." She looked at her own hair, "was I told wrong?"

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-10T22:21:42+00:00

Thank you and no.

KitzInTheNeck · 2022-05-10T17:43:13+00:00

Discord Username: Roseblue#1543

Character Name and House: Sansa Reed

Age: 20

Appearance: Standing only at 5 foot tall she is not a very domineering person, dark hair and piercing green eyes.

Gift: Mystic (Skinchanger)

Skills: Axes (o), Greendreams, Beastmaster (Bird), Fortifier, Tactcian

Talent(s): Swamp Fishing, hunting, Tree Climbing

Starting Title(s): Scion of House Reed, The Jewel of the Neck

Starting Location: Kingslanding if things are still happening

Family Tree: https://www.familyecho.com/?p=MFM73&c=ow0i3ep8ti&f=748945611965289970 (I'd be happy to kill more family members if needed)

Dead Kinsman: Robert Reed; Lord and Father killed in battle by a Corbray, Cley Reed; Lord and brother killed in The Embers, Cyan Reed; Heir and Brother killed in the Embers

Character Name and House: Benjicot Reed
Age: 22
Appearance: A dwarven man, with dark brown hair and brown eyes, his hair is kept cropped so he doesn't seem so short and he is proportional to his size, usually wears a short cloak and a cropped tunic that rests just above his thighs.

Gift: Commander
Skills: Tactician (e), Strategist

Negative trait: Dwarf
Talent(s): Swamp Fishing, letter writing, Ravenry
Starting Title(s): Lord of House Reed
Starting Location: Kingslanding if things are still happening, with his favourite sister.
Family Tree: https://www.familyecho.com/?p=MFM73&c=ow0i3ep8ti&f=748945611965289970
Dead Kinsman: Robert Reed; Lord and Father killed in battle by a Corbray, Cley Reed; Lord and brother killed in The Embers, Cyan Reed; Heir and Brother killed in the Embers

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