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From ice, from ice, we Forresters born, To ice we all return. Father, Brother, I've sworn, I've sworn To guard this rest you've earned. -------------------------- Rodrik Forrester from Telltale Games' 'Game of Thrones', based on the series by HBO and the 'A Song Of Ice and Fire' book series by George. R.R Martin. More information below! Ask • Submit • Navigation • Refresh

[annalyticall]

I felt like we needed more of these

[onyoursidekid]

I’m laughing. We just had a power cut for about 20 minutes or so and my first reaction (after grabbing a torch) was to make everybody tea. Then go outside and stargaze. Priorities.

[drilnos]

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(Ethan the Brave)

[rodriktheruined]

rivallady replied to your post

IF I remember right, Rodrik had sent her a book that’s not in the chest, actually. Wonders Made By Man.

OH yeah, my mistake! I completely forgot about the desk. Thanks :D

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[rus-califi]

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ironrathiisms replied to your post:ironrathiisms replied to your post: lannisterns...

minnesotan accents go don’tchya knooooow, or uh wE’RE WEIRD WITH OUR VOWELS WE LIKE TO EMPHASIS THEM V MUCH.

lannisterns replied to your post:lannisterns replied to your post:[my own northern...

ah yeah im northern too! im from yorkshire so im /really/ northern. that happens to me too though, my accent is so weird bc characters just leak into my speech patterns aha

This is only making me want to set up some kind of skype call with all the got roleplayers and hear us freak out about our own accents tbh, you all sound adorable as fuck.

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ironrathiisms replied to your post: lannisterns replied to your post:[my own northern...

i have a northern american accent do i cOUNT AS BEING NORTHERN bc im north north american im mINNESOTAN

 idk mate can ya use the words 'nowt' and 'aye' in a sentence without it sounding weird?

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lannisterns replied to your post:[my own northern english accent is getting…

i cant play northern characters for this very reason tbh 

ooh are you also of the north too? :p

i mean, It kinda makes sense this time though; the last time I had a character I got that immersed in, he had this strong, goofy southern U.S accent which essentially became the voice of my mental narrative. little bit confusing when it leaked into my speech patterns, needless to say :p

exiledforrester replied to your post:[my own northern english accent is getting…>

lAUGHS I LIVED IN MANC

AWESOME DUDE WHERE?

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dONT TOUCH ME

[rodriktheruined]

"What are you preparing for?"

"Oh, sh— Seven hells."  A hiss as he sharply retracted his now-bloodied finger from the blade he’d been polishing—absently, before the silence was penetrated by the soft question at his door. One might accuse him of twitchiness, or suffering from a bout of nerves, butterflies in the stomach. He wouldn’t deny it. Rodrik had never found any man with sense who could sleep like a babe before a battle—or, as it were, a march towards many to come.

"What are you doin’ up, eh? Go on back to bed."

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“Honour is a rare commodity these days.”

No truer words had been spoken in the dying embers of daylight. A man in search of honour would surely despair before reaching within halfway of the journey it took to find but a shred. Perhaps Rodrik was fortunate that he should have to look no further than his own family. 

Yet it tasted too bitter to convince him of that. To see his honourable father lain in the blue flame alongside his brother, and to hear of honourable man after honourable man cut down in the plight of battle by men whose hearts lacked the notion. What use was honour when it did not stop a sword?

"There’s many who think honour died with the Starks. Now half of them’s scattered and the other half’s dead. 

I do find even myself questioning if it’s honour that’ll win this war."

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[my own northern english accent is getting stronger b/c I roleplay this ridiculously northern man help]

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    "I’m sorry for your loss."

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“--- And you have the wits of a goose.”

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“Yes, she’s a sweet sight, though not half so sweet as you.”

[rodriktheruined]

“I need to be a part of that. I don’t want to be on the outside.”

    "You won’t be." 

  It requires no deliberation to assure her of that fact; that her call for justice so aptly sung will surely be answered, no less for the reason that the fiery rage burning in them all must burn a thousand times brighter within her heart. Could anybody deny her right to inclusion? 

  But though a quick assurance it may be, following his words there comes the envisagement of Talia, his little sister, bent over maps and war plans. Talia discussing tactics with a grave set of mouth and, with the same angel's voice, speaking of ways to put men to the sword. What a complicated idea. It kindled a quiet spark of pride within him to consider that she shouldn’t lock herself away and pine for the ghost at her side. Her house needed her, and she knew it. But the crease in his brow persisted. To grow up in war was no easy burden—and so soon. 

"I’m the Lord now. I’ll see that you’re notified of every meeting from now on. If you think you’re ready.”