It begins as a whisper… a promise… the lightest of breezes dances above the death cries of 300 men. That breeze became a wind. A wind that my brothers have sacrificed. A wind of freedom… a wind of justice… a wind of vengeance.

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It begins as a whisper… a promise… the lightest of breezes dances above the death cries of 300 men. That breeze became a wind. A wind that my brothers have sacrificed. A wind of freedom… a wind of justice… a wind of vengeance.
just fixing broken tags.
also, please tell me if i owe you a response. i've been out of commission for a while now.
open rp;;
Hah I’m a little bugger, yes. but you like me anyway.
"I tolerate you. Like I tolerate that odd fungus on your feet."
open rp;;
I’d like to keep it as well, Miss Dwarf.
"Even half-elves are a bit too tall to be dwarves. At least you got the Miss right, you little bugger."
open rp;;
The Ales.
"Got a tongue on you, don't you Mister Hobbit?"
open rp;;
"Who made you King of the Ales?"
He raised a bushy caterpillar of an eyebrow at the girl, Thalia, when the horse ambled over and she proclaimed the horse’s affection for the Blackfish. He was surprised to find her spirits still high despite her situation. Turning, he looked at the great beast she’d called over to them. The horse, Astalder, he thought, was a tall and broad creature built to be a warhorse ridden by a warrior full of roar. By the looks of his coat, the scars showed how much he had been ridden into battle. Perhaps the girl was safe enough to get through these lands.
"He looks like a grand horse," Brynden said as he pat the side of the horse’s face. "Has he sired any foals on the mares or are you waiting until a better mare shows herself?" He smiled as the horse huffed a moment before shuffling around the Blackfish. "Glad the great brute likes me, I’d hate to to be caught under his hoof. How many horses do you think you’d be willing to part with?"
The gruff, gray man turned to look Thalia full on then. He wanted her to know he was sincere and honest. “My outriders and I have need of some new steeds, as you can see, we’re a bit shorthanded as it is. And I’m sure we’d be able to make an arrangement that would suit both parties.” He scratched as his beard as he looked out over the herd. “Though we’d have to see how they ride, you understand, before any payment could be made. And you’ll need money to get across and out of these lands, Thalia Hathus of Rohan. Just a thought.”
He watched her carefully. He didn’t have the money on him, but he was certain that if the horses she presented to them proved to be fast and powerful, then a deal was very possible.
"He has been the sire to a few of the younger ones--the white stallion is the other main breeder." Thalia shrugged at his questions, tone neutral as she looked over to Brynden. "No more than a handful. I've lost a good portion of my stock, but the income would be useful." She would have liked to explore the lands of Westeros, though she was determined to not get involved with war.
"If you are so inclined to see how fast they are, then I suppose you would need a saddle." She mused, plucking a leaf out of Astalder's hair. "And I assume your Riverrun would have saddles--so long as you trust me enough to not pillage and plunder. I hear a lone rider and a handful of horses are good at that, horses having thumbs and all. Can open a lot of doors."
She grinned, not at all ashamed by her dry humor. "What do you say--lead the way for the horse lady? You can say you won me off of some of the lovely--what is it you call them? Wildfolk? Moon people? Ugh, you know--the ones that cut off ears."
open rp;;
"Disappointment often helps us to grow, to deny yourself this is denying yourself the ability to move forward."
"I just would rather not become attached to humans--they die too easily."
ooc;;
i'm sorry for being slow on this account.
i've been sick and haven't really had the drive to do much other than butt around on vazjol.
hit me up if anyone wants to do anything~
Banners Burnt;; for poissonnoir
The Blackfish has lived up to his family’s sigil when he’d swum beneath the water gate and down the river, but the current had been stronger than he’d expected. He’d lifted his head only once he’d reach the point where his head was bursting with sparks like a crackling log. His armor was weighing him down but he’d lifted his head enough to get one quick breath of air before going under again.
This time he swam to the northern bank and crawled out of the river and onto the muddy bank, water streaming out of the chinks in his armor. He fell a few times, swearing the whole time under his breath at the damned luck of a Tully, but in the end he slipped and slid up the bank and into the woods. Dogs wouldn’t be able to track him for a while given how fast and far the river had carried him.
But now wasn’t the time to think, now was the time to survive. The Tully lands had been untouched here. The Lannisters had managed to take Riverrun without much bloodshed and right now Brynden couldn’t allow himself to seethe about that. Right now he needed a horse. Perhaps he might be able to avoid being found if he stayed on his feet, but speed was what he desired and a horse was his only hope.
The mare was easy enough to grab with some carrots and soothing words. Thank god for the outriders helping him with the horses. It was a little tougher to get the creature moving faster than a quick trot, but after a jab of his heel in her flank, she took off fast enough.
He watched the woods for eyes and kept his ears open for the baying of hounds. The mare was dashing through the woods now, pushing herself North. Brynden only hoped that he might be able to escape into the Northern territory. Were the Northern people to be more trusted than the Southron? He didn’t know, but there was always the possibility that he might be able to – what was that? The mare had whinnied at something and was starting to slow down just a bit. Brynden listened carefully, trying to suss out the noise.
‘Show yourself.’ Feminine and young. Familiar? He didn’t think so, but he hopped off of the horse and crept forward. And in between the leaves of a bush, Brynden saw her.
“By the gods, Thalia, what are you still doing here?” The Blackfish said as he pushed forward through the branches. “Put the sword down, it’s Brynden Tully. You sold some of your horses to me a few months back. Is that blood?”
Brynden Tully. She knew this man, but in the haze she felt it was hard to process the name and face. Thalia grimaced, sheathing her sword and stumbling. "No, it's fucking strawberry jam. Of course it's blood." She leaned against the trunk of a tree, fumbling with her ruined chest plate. Everything hurt. She wasn't bleeding anymore, but that didn't stop her body from aching and burning.
Last time he'd seen her, the magic she had used kept her scars well hidden. Once she cast away her armor and blood soaked linens, her body looked more like a warrior's than a woman's. Her torso was covered in scars--a roadmap of battles fought and won--the latest addition across her chest would take some time to heal. Given how painful it was, she presumed that the blade nicked her collarbone.
"Lannisters got us both, obviously--don't worry, by the way, I killed them all." She tried to smile, but she didn't have the energy for such trivial farces. "Do me a favor--the grey pony with the satchels strapped to him--there are some poultices and bandages." She sat down before her knees gave out on her, letting her head rest against the tree trunk. "And you can take whatever you want from me, if you feel so inclined to help. Gold, horses, whatever you want."
She kept talking--it was good to keep talking. She didn't want to pass out. Not now. Astalder's fuzzy muzzle pressed against her cheek and she chuckled, eyes fluttering shut. "Of course, y' could always just leave me for dead. But it wouldn't make for a good story, now would it?" She laughed faintly, eyelids opening. "No, it would be far more of a story if the handsome Blackfish road off with the odd woman and carved their way through Lions."
open rp;;
"Why should one not believe in dreams? I often find them entirely more believable than reality." She smiles softly.
"Because then, in the End, if the dreams are not true then I will not be disappointed."
Soooo, I was egged on my Erika and I ended up makin' another OC. He's a big butt and is ASOIAF based--any takers?
ooc;; a rant on original characters--specifically, female ocs
i s2g i just hit 353 followers on my oc. on my fucking oc. i never imagined that, for whatever reason, people would follow this account and interact with her. i know that ocs have a bad reputation because el-oh-el self-inserts.
at the same time, it's really fucking annoying that most people look down on female ocs from the get-go.
>a female that can be a total fucking badass but has feelings and desires? WOW maRy-SUE WAY 2 GO.
>a female that plays the damsel in distress but uses her wits to keep herself alive in the meantime? WOW MAry-SUE way to fucking go.
>a female that is inherently evil and does not feel bad at all for her actions/believes she is in the right? MARY-SUE WOW WHAT A FLAT AND HORRIBLE CHARACTER.
>a female that is cis? WOW THANKS FOR THE TOKEN CIS CHICK YOU PIECE OF SHIT.
>a female that is white? WOW WE HAVE ENOUGH OF THOSE GET THE FUCK OUT.
>a female that is pansexual? WOW YOUR CHARACTER IS A WHORE MARY-SUE EW EW EW.
>a female that is polyarmourous? WOW WHORE BOO YOU WHORE.
>a female that doesn't have the sex organs society associates with 'females'? NOT A REAL GIRL HAHAHH BEHOLD MY IGNORANCE.
obviously the list goes on.
and it's really sad, it really is.
tl;dr female representation in media is shit let's change that.
"He loves me, he loves me not… oh."
"She loves me, she loves me not… oh."
"I don’t think it’s love…"
"So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?"
"I don’t even like chocolate."
"Yeah, nothing says ‘I love you’ more than a bouquet that’ll die in two days…"
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ooc;;
i'm sorry for some threads that i am slow as balls.
i'm working on my replies but yesterday my computer blue screened and i lost a big reply i was working on.
so i'm kinda bummed still.
"Is it true that..." Finish it in my ask box!
I have joined tumblr roleplaying community quite recently (not even a month ago!) and yet I already reached such an amazing number of 150+ followers. I cannot thank you enough for this - it is such an amazing thing to hear that people who follow me actually read and enjoy the things my brain produces (from time to time), that they like to see my stuff on their dash, that they like to roleplay or communicate with me.
You should definitely follow all these people, because they are all amazing human (elven, dwarvish, ainur, take your pick) beings I adore. With some of them I am still too scared to communicate and there are definitely not all of them too…
So yes, enough of the rambling, love y’all!
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