She's a beast

Sofia Thornton / 22 / Sphinx / House Thornton "I may be a beast or a monster, but I am not wicked."

[arianneumber]

The food is not much better down here...

[enigmatic-moster]

"It's fine. Not better than in Stormlands."

[astrid-vitello]

"No… You’re mistaken. That’s not possible… My father—he can’t be dead." Astrid’s voice tremulated with a mix of anger, anguish, and disbelief.

[enigmatic-moster]

"Unfortunately, my lady, the news reached even me. I'm afraid it's true."

[enigmatic-moster]

"So the King is dead. Here comes uprising."

[illiasrivers-blog]

[...]

[illiasrivers-blog]

"Illias — or, I suppose if you’re feeling really formal, Ser Illias.” He glanced around as if expecting someone to reprimand him for his introduction. “Forgive me again if I don’t bow.”

[enigmatic-moster]

"All is forgiven, Ser Illias." Sofia smirked and then bowed her head at him. "Lady Sofia Thornton, but I prefer to be called just Sofia. Once one says she's a lady all conversation either ends or turns out quite polite and boring." She sighed.

[holdenvitello-blog1]

"I merely find humor in lies a bit exhausting."

[enigmatic-moster]

"Than it is rather fortunate it is not considered a lie then, is it?" Sofia grinned.

[enigmatic-moster]

"That is a rather interesting idea, my dear."

[perwyn-eson]

Drinks on the Wall || Sofia & Perwyn

[perwyn-eson]

Perwyn felt the urge to laugh at her expression as she spoke about how nothing was allowed, but quickly sobered as she explained how her home situation was. He had no idea what the Thorntons were like, but it sounded like it had been going worse for the family. “Then perhaps we add a strong drink to that entertainment? Just for tonight.” Perwyn said, raising an eyebrow. She sounded wistful behind her words. “I’m not good with coming up with riddles, so I’m afraid I’d be no fun for you in that area.” 

"A simple story, I’m afraid." He said with a light smile as they walked. "I came from the country, sent to become a Knight. And that’s what I’ve almost achieved." It was something to be proud of, and it was audible that he was very proud of what he had achieved. "I just need another two or three months."

[enigmatic-moster]

"That is such a lovely idea! It does not matter how good or poor your are in riddles. As long as my mind is occupied." Sofia flashed him a whole-hearted smile.

She listened to his story, nodded and eventually smiled. "I do believe you will make a good knight. The army of the Keep is reckless not to already hire you as one. I think you will be of great deal in the battlefield. If I have learned something from my father, it is how to recognize a great warrior when I see one." She winked.

[norahofvictory]

"Yes, indeed. Let us hope."

[enigmatic-moster]

Sofia smiled. "Oh, but where are my manners? I believe we have not met. I am Sofia Thornton."

[illiasrivers-blog]

[...]

[illiasrivers-blog]

"A simple no would have sufficed.” Even still, he wore a grin on his face. “I think a little hurt pride can sometimes be good for a person. If anything, you should thank me.”

[enigmatic-moster]

"Should I really?" Lady Sofia laughed slightly and flashed him a grin. "Then I will thank you...?" She arched her eyebrow as she wasn't familiar with his name.

[holdenvitello-blog1]

"Well, that’s…something.” 

[enigmatic-moster]

"Why do you seem so surprised, my lord?"

[gorgonsandco]

Gold Teeth and Fangs (Monsters Redux): the Sphinx

Nowadays, her golden paws are spiked boots and her wings are usually pressed tight under her leather jacket, but her smile is still enigmatic and dangerous as ever. She stalks up to men leering over girls in the clubs, catcalling them in the streets, or worse. She drags them away and throws them against a wall and growls a riddle at them. On occasion, they get it right, stammering the answer out through trembling lips, but the result is still the same: she tears into them with claws that are still as sharp as the day she was born. She was created to deal punishment, but she doesn’t serve the gods anymore, and now that punishment is on her own terms. When she’s done with the latest lowlife, she heads over to the Siren’s Den, where she downs a pint or two and tells puns that make the entire bar groan. She grins, her canines flashing, and revels in the freedom of her new life.

[asa-pemberley-deactivated201409]

Asa’s eyes narrowed for a moment in thought. “Those kinds of riddles” Clicking his tongue as he thought he started to laugh. “I’m afraid I’m not entirely sure what the answer is.” Though he was running through every scenario in his brain he couldn’t think of what the answer could possibly be. 

"Well, you’ve certainly stumped me and to think I thought myself clever." 

[enigmatic-moster]

Sofia chuckled slightly. It was something rare few people guessed. Only one she could ever remember of and it made her cast herself off a -- Whoa. What? Sofia blinked for a second, feeling disoriented and then forced a smile to Asa and replied: "Human. It's human. And, do not worry for your wits, Asa. Rare few guess that riddle." She smiled softly.

[enigmatic-moster]

[perwyn-eson]

Drinks on the Wall || Sofia & Perwyn

[perwyn-eson]

A baffled look settled on Perwyn’s face, but he quickly masked it with a curious look. Of course. His thoughts about how the nobility worked had taken several hits because of Ashlynn and Asa and Sofia’s words rang painfully true. Ashlynn has spoken about lessons, but she most likely had simply disregarded those. Now, he studied Sofia. “Well, I am merely a squire and will gladly listen to any suggestions you have.” He said with a flamboyant bow that drew a few looks. 

When she answered that she liked something strong, he grinned, his cheeks rising as he raised his eyebrows a little in appraisement. “Well, then that is what we shall have.” Both were expensive, whisky less so, but he could take it, because Knight Laerin’s recent trip had earned him some coin.

"You said ‘to be honest’. Is it so that Ladies are not allowed to have strong drinks?" He was curious about how they were raised. Most likely, their lessons taught them that men looked for someone dainty that liked lighter things. But Perwyn had known plenty of men that had only given respect to the women who could remain upright longer than them. As they walked the street, Perwyn steered them by sometimes nodding which direction to take or gestured with a low arm. 

[enigmatic-moster]

"Nothing strong ever is allowed." Sofia sighed, remembering all the things her father told her about. "Ever since my mother passed, Stonehollow Castle became exactly that. Hollow. My father started banning things to me and Leon, and eventually only entertainment we had were ourselves and riddles. Well, in my case riddles." She laughed.

"Since I have arrived here, I am entertaining myself with liquor -- strong one -- and with finding proper partner in crime or riddles or beverages." Sofia winked, following Perwyn's lead. "And what is your story, Perwyn?"

[asa-pemberley-deactivated201409]

"Titles never suited me. i don’t care if i’m the kings son or not. I prefer Asa. Besides I’m sure it makes the queen happy knowing that one of his bastards doesn’t like being called lord." Pausing he smiled. "I ought to embrace it just to spite her." Leaning back he snickered under his breath at the thought of how badly it would bother her. 

"Riddles?" The word struck him as odd. "What do you mean by that?" He would have been lying if he said his curiosity wasn’t peaked.

[enigmatic-moster]

Sofia laughed. The boy was ever so different from the others and it amused her dearly. She was already growing quite fond of him; like she ever did with those whose acquaintance she didn't mind.

"Yes, riddles. You know, 'What walks on four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon and three in the evening?"

[holdenvitello-blog1]

Surprised at the words, he glanced at the woman. “Is she quite aware of your reasons for being here?”

[enigmatic-moster]

"Of course not, my lord. It would not be equally amusing if she was aware of my true reason."

[illiasrivers-blog]

[...]

[illiasrivers-blog]

"I believe you described the actual definition of violence. Would you care for an apology then?"

[enigmatic-moster]

"Why apologize? You have merely hurt my pride, not my emotions." Sofia laughed. "Besides, my good sir, apologies are the perfect cure for adventures and it is such a pity, for I adore challenges."