[Robb could not think of a Stark in history who would have been called a Warmonger, they were a family that still lived by the Old Gods and the old ways. Honor and duty were weights they wore from boyhood and by the time adulthood had come it was a firm ground under their feet.
The Starks were like the North they herald from to be honest, shaped by the blood and legacy that ran through their veins. Viserys, to Robb was close to as he had expected of the offspring of the Mad King at least at first.
When he calmed the other was not as ridiculous as he had seemed and the Stark relaxes a measure.]
Now you sound like my Lady Mother, she believes the finding of these pups are an omen. With what has transpired since, she may be right. Things of Old are rising through out the land to be frank, I would not be surprised to see a dragon rise with them.
I got lucky, I am just finishing up his application for the game this post is about <<
The Starks were like the North they herald from to be honest, shaped by the blood and legacy that ran through their veins. Viserys, to Robb was close to as he had expected of the offspring of the Mad King at least at first.
When he calmed the other was not as ridiculous as he had seemed and the Stark relaxes a measure.]
Now you sound like my Lady Mother, she believes the finding of these pups are an omen. With what has transpired since, she may be right. Things of Old are rising through out the land to be frank, I would not be surprised to see a dragon rise with them.