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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[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.