a new bear-shaped muse appears!

[ursaminors]

I'm not sure what you intend on doing, My Lady, but here I am. You say that I'm too small a character, too unimportant a role in the play of North versus South. Only a few sentences from me, perhaps, but I don't lack character.

Send me home if you must, to my sisters, or keep me at the side of my rightful King (I even dare say a friend, if you would have it). Don't just toss me around like a wench.

Put me up against any Lannister or Baratheon, I'll show them what a bear can do to a lion or a stag.

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[forever_cockblocked]

Even a minor role can be made important, cousin. I know my own lady has several who have no actual role in the story as it stands, but she still keeps them around.

Though I would commend yours on the choice of username. [...His own mun hates him obviously.]

[ursaminors]

Cousin Jorah. I hadn't thought to see you again, what with your banishment.

[And boy is that username of yours awkward.]

I do like it, even if it implies that I matter less than others.

[forever_cockblocked]

Banishments can be revoked, cousin, and such things do not necessarily apply here.

[ Can we not talk about that name]

Well few can match up to what I recall of your mother.

[ursaminors]

[Not something she wants to imagine about you, cos.]

Very few indeed, and I am my mother's child. And if I recall my Lady Mother was none too pleased with your disregard for your title. As it happens, the title is now hers and will pass to me. Though I'm sure you knew that.

[forever_cockblocked]

I was aware yes, cousin. I do have ways of obtaining information from Westeros, after all.

And I may yet return and reclaim my proper place.

[wolfking]

Aye, I don't doubt you may gain the following you deserve. You'd do fine without me, my Lady.

[ursaminors]

[Part of her isn't so happy about that, but she does her best to not show it. Duty is duty, after all.]

Perhaps, though you would find yourself lacking the love of your people. You've become a bit of a lesson to the children of the island. It would take quite a feat to make the island forget.

[ursaminors]

Perhaps, but this Lady is naught without her King.

Late, so late, but OMFG A DACEY

[lyannamormont]

[Sorry but have your littlest sister tackling you in a hug, Dacey]

Lyanna!

[ursaminors]

[All seriousness is gone the moment she's tackled, and she laughs, holding her sister close.]

Oof, you're getting heavy, Lyanna.

[lyannamormont]

Like a she-bear.
[She looks at her sister with a wide smile] How are you? How's mum? And Lyra and Jory?

[ursaminors]

Aye, like a great big she-bear. You'll be too much grown to carry soon.

[And she continues to smile though the question, even if she wants to falter. Lyanna need not know about their fate. Instead she just taps her baby sister's nose.]

The journey is rough but worth it. Even a struggle can be rewarding, remember that. It comes with having a just, true King.

[ursaminors]

[ oh look at you, Robb, making her smile. ]

You know, sire, I would have to agree. Now, if only we could convince the Lord George Martin and his court of HBO of that.

[ursaminors]

[ her stomach aches just thinking about it, really. ]

Perhaps there might be a way to rebel against him.

[ursaminors]

[ damn those Gods. Damn that George. Anyway, Dacey just laughs. ]

Perhaps you are too good a king after all. Have you forgotten that it is I who should fight for you? I do what I do not because I need something in return, but because I believe in your right to rule.

Though I accept your offer more than willingly, of course.

[ursaminors]

You do, my Lord. Perchance you're lucky we've no need to hold the debt against you.

[ a joke! a joke a joke and a bear maiden fair! ]

[ursaminors]

Be terrible bored with the dull talk of old tacticians no doubt.