homeless forever.

[inthenorth]

As I see, one of the most important qualities of leadership is being able to prioritize one's tasks in an efficient fashion-- you fail miserably in this aspect.

Perhaps you should stop collecting these ridiculous 'icon' things and go back to finishing your scholarly studies. I daresay you would benefit from it.

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[a_wager_won]

A man is wiser to choose his portraits before his enemies do it for him.

[inthenorth]

Of course, you know your fair share about enemies.

[a_wager_won]

And more than my fair one about unkind portraits. You may have heard that rumour of my beauty doesn't travel nearly far, nor fast enough to do my handsome looks justice.

[inthenorth]

I have not so much free time as to be absorbed in the matter of my own portraits-- it is of little consequence.

[a_wager_won]

No, you're otherwise engaged with losing whatever leverage my brother's captivity may have won you, had you only bartered in time.

Keep at it, and you'll have won every battle only to lose your war.

[inthenorth]

You talk exceedingly large for someone so small.

Command your own armies and fight your own battles, Lannister-- only then you are qualified to talk in such a way.

[a_wager_won]

You fight a winter war, Master Stark. You've still a few months when the battleground is yours. And after? You don't have the resources to keep a host on the field, what will you do when those men starve? Man the crops? Collect your dues? Raise goats on your Wall?

I've known one man who could handle a sword and his money books, and you're many summers greener than Jon Arryn.

So take your armies, take your crown, take your damned goats and give us my brother, before my father has the time to raise all our banners.

[inthenorth]

You think that the North would simply bow a knee to such a one-sided plea? Your family murders my father in cold blood, cripples my brother, holds my sisters captive like the lowest cast of prisoner and you have the nerve to demand that we simply 'call it even', turn our tail and run home because one sordid Lannister's life is at stake?

I would get some armour custom fit for that small torso of yours, because by the Gods, you will be needing it.

[a_wager_won]

I have the nerve, Robb Stark, to put before you odds only my dear nephew would be enough of a fool to ignore: you have your men. And you have the entire remaining kingdom against them.

If you've put money in Stannis Baratheon's purse, you've lost your stake. He's run. If you were waiting on dragons - they've died. If you thought the Southern kingdoms would rise with you: they won't.

[greenjacketed]

...Don't waste your breath, lad. They never listen. These fools live for their 'icons' -- bleeding pathetic, if you ask me.

ermagerd sharpe!! freakin' loved that series

[inthenorth]

... -- my pardon, I was quite distracted by the fact that you look startlingly like my father.

it's my goal to troll stark kids forever with him, since we don't have any at the game he's in.

[greenjacketed]

[ sharpe's customary grimace seems to deepen for a moment. ]

I do, do I? [ that's disconcerting. ] I'm bloody well sure and certain that you're not...one of mine.

[ COULD he be sure and certain, though? really? so many conquests; so many countries. ]

it's beautiful, never stop.

[inthenorth]

Slightly younger and less weary, perhaps, but you still bear a remarkable resemblance to him.

[ ... ]

What is your name?

i will carry out my solemn duty with enthusiasm and aplomb.

[greenjacketed]

[ younger and less weary -- funny how he doesn't feel it. this poor lookalike must be well haggard, he thinks. ]

Sharpe. [ and then he straightens. ] Major Richard Sharpe. Of the South Essex. And you, lad?

ever troll a ned? world's best crossover.

[inthenorth]

I... can't say I've ever heard of such a domain.

[ so, not a distant cousin then. ]

Robb Stark of Winterfell, honoured to meet your acquaintance.

not yet! i'm keeping my eye out, though. i'd also love to tag a catelyn sometime.

[greenjacketed]

Likewise. Likewise.

[ and he's never heard of winterfell, so...fair shake, he supposes. ] Where's this Winterfell then, eh?

[ladysarmour]

My lady has the full hundred yet still my icons are too few.

[inthenorth]

But of course, it would do a lady well to worry for her appearance. I daresay she has done well.

[ladysarmour]

Yet she has other, more important things to save her little money for, and she spends it on me. Are not vanity and greed sins in the eyes of the gods?

[inthenorth]

If it were a sin for a lady to have a trinket, then most of Westeros would be damned-- don't you think?

[ sansa had always liked her finery, after all. ]

[ladysarmour]

Perhaps most of Westeros is.

[ sometimes it certainly feels like being trapped in one of the seven hells ]

[inthenorth]

Sister, it is unlike you to dwell so on such dark thoughts.

[ladysarmour]

Is it? I'm sorry. I shall try to do better.

oh? open to suggestions!

[inthenorth]

-- is something the matter?

come to me at eswareinmal

[ladysarmour]

Pray, brother, what is your last memory?

i will definitely have a look at it!

[inthenorth]

[ his visage visibly darkens at this query. ]

A raven, telling of Theon's betrayal at Winterfell.

c: hooraaaaay

[ladysarmour]

Dark words.

[ she cannot meet his eyes. casts hers down, instead, in a show of gentility. ]

I remember that, and more. Much else has happened that leaves little space for children to remain children. The white raven came from the Citadel: summer has ended, and winter is coming for true now.

forever is an awfully long time.

[thethingsidoforlove]

So well-versed a commander already. How is that working out for you?

i have no idea where i'd throw him! :'(

[inthenorth]

Better than being chained like a mutt to a pole did for you.

ngl i have been PINING for a robb or brienne where im at

[thethingsidoforlove]

Oh, certainly. You've won many battles, boy, killed many men. The war is a harder task, but a betting man might name you in favour.

You... won't against your mundane, however. Has no one said?

where are you at? they'd certainly... try to kill each other... a lot.

[inthenorth]

Said what?

I have little time to trifle words with a Kingslayer.

yes they sure would 8D and i am at multiversal!

[thethingsidoforlove]

That your will against theirs is a bit like yelling at a storm, no matter the clout of your kingly command.

I know what you'd prefer to do with Kingslayers, Stark. If it is of any comfort, I'd rather you try. You Northmen are profoundly lacking when it comes to trifling words.

i'll check it out!

[inthenorth]

So, a bit like reasoning with a Lannister, then? I imagine I understand that feeling of base frustration.

I see no need why I should entertain the request of a sworn enemy. Regardless, your people's mouths overflow with words of non-consequence-- perhaps you can fulfill your sordid need for meaningless conversation there.

yes good.

[thethingsidoforlove]

And so it isn't for my wit and company you would drag me through Westeros along with your feckless campaign?

You wound me.

[inthenorth]

It is least of all for those reasons, I can solidly assure you.

[thethingsidoforlove]

Well, I didn't fight my way through the Whispering Woods just to shake your hand, so truly, the sentiment stands mutual.

[thelonewolf]

Who cares about those stupid pictures anyway?

[incited]

It would appear that our writers have that much in common at least. She's far too concerned with the trivial, and seems perfectly content to ignore anything of real importance.