Cerwyn

Independent Cley Cerwyn asoif/hbo got inspired

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Okay, I’m gonna do it, I’m gonna try dabbling in Westeros once more :S

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So, according to my ThreadTracker, I have all replies done with only a tagged meme to complete & a couple of starters I owe.

I really am delighted and surprised that my muse for Cley is still going strong!

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❝  long way from home, aren’t you?  ❞

“Salt in the wound”

The Northman’s ice-cold gaze considered the older knight for a moment, allowing him time to swallow the bolus of rich food washed down with Dornish Red. The opulent furnishings & temperate climate of Kingslanding were not beguiling enough to convince Cley that he was not a prisoner, for as soon as Ser Barristan Selmy took his leave, Cley would be escorted from the comfort of this room & returned to a cell deep within the bowels of the Red Keep.

“Still can’t fathom why the Lannisters brought us here. Those of us with our heads still attached.”

Robb Stark was dead, betrayed by the Boltons & Walder Frey. It took little effort for the Lannister army to make use of the deceit & slay almost every Northman who took up swords against them.

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“the winds of fate have given us a strange coincidence.” (Hi there :))

“N’ not just us. The entire North as well.”

House Stark once again led the war against the South & the Old Gods had answered Cley’s prayers, for which, he was thankful. But the smouldering embers of rage still burned within him, for Roose & Ramsay Bolton died not by his sword & not in retribution for the death of his family. 

The girl woman had voiced her own history & had survived the Battle of the Bastards to see the demise of her captors. He too hoped that gratitude would bring him peace as it seemed to for her.

“What will you do, now that you’re no longer bound to House Bolton?”

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The Cerwyn heir seemed to think her new circumstances were a boon, but Kly’tem was unsure. She’d been Lord Bolton’s ward since she was a youngling. He’d made her into the devastatingly cunning and noble woman she was today, only to keep her from marriage for her skills at a forge. He manipulated her into an obedient girl willing to do anything he asked. Then she’d been ensnared in a years long affair with his only surviving son and bastard. A corrupted sense of love and affection sewn into her bones.

Kly’tem hadn’t been happy or joyful like the stories of young maids and ladies told, but she’d been content with her circumstances. Both men who had so much influence on her life were gone. She wasn’t exactly sure what to do. A lady setting up her own marriage without a man overseeing her was unheard of, and she was unwilling to live among common folk where she could be victim to any man that passed by. She could change her name and rebuild the historic Bolton line, taking over as Lady of the Dreadfort. She just…wasn’t sure. She was lost. Thrown into vertigo by the Starks; the ones she’d been taught to undermine in secret. Hells, she’d been told to do everything and anything to seduce any of the Stark men.

Now she was finding herself faced with being expected to be grateful. Her life was in turmoil and they expected she be happy. She didn’t know what to be. Part of her wanted to mourn and another wanted to laugh and cheer. Kly was grateful Lord Cerwyn didn’t seem to expect such from her. “I’m…uncertain,” she stated, her brow furrowing. “I had a plan for my life when I was a ward to Lord Bolton and now…I find myself with nothing. I must admit, I feel…lost.”

With his army of Wildlings & men of the watch at his back, Jon Snow's return brought hope to the minds of those Northern Lords who'd survived the Battle of the Bastards, but that hope faded sure as the sun did amongst the clouds when news of war against a new enemy met their ears. They were surrounded by men & creatures who wished to see their blood spilt atop the fresh snow of Winter & as the last blood heir of House Cerwyn, Cley could not deny he shared the woman's feeling of bewilderment.

His rage, hollow & denied it's purpose, would exhort him onwards to give his last breath fighting for the true King in the North, his solemn duty inherited from the death of his Lord Father. Beyond those traditions, Cley wasn't of sure mind. If the Gods spared him from the steel of a sword, what would come after?

"You were shackled t'them, no better than a caged hound. The Gods've gifted you the chance to return home." a rueful smile accompanied his words, eyes fixed upon the flagon of black beer cupped in both hands. "If the stories are true, n' the Others find their way past the wall, you'd best make your way far as possible from the North."

Every Northman found their boyhood dreams haunted by stories of the Others & if even a sliver of those stories were true, it wouldn't matter how far South you found yourself, nothing could stop them. Not the Lannister army, nor the Ironborn, not even the warriors of Essos.

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reblog if you’ve been in the rpc since 2012 or earlier

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idunnohaveameme:

how many of us old fucking farts are on here? remember when we used fucking giant ass gifs for icons and there was no small texted/formatted threads?

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Can you guys reblog this post if you’re alright with other roleplayers politely declining the offer to rp? And if you would prefer this over being ignored?

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REBLOG IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH JUMPING AROUND IN THREADS/PLOTS. sometimes it can take ages to get from point a to point b and half the fun is the journey. but sometimes it fun to explore different aspects of a plot. flashfowards, flashbacks, parts of the plot you have discussed but haven’t reached yet. It’s so fun to explore every part of a plot and have multiple threads in different places in a plot. Or sometimes different memes you sent/receive may not fit the point in the plot you are at right now, but fit a flashback or flashfoward. So reblog if you are okay with having different threads in different points in the plot.

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❝ follow down this path and head for daylight. ❞

Rough lines of a man-made path long since forgotten extended two hundred yards or so, before weaving through overgrown thickets & disappearing into the Ironwood forest beyond. Thick, gnarled limbs made of the toughest wood stretched high into the air above & intertwined, forming a natural arch which robbed the forest floor of sunlight. With fresh powdered snow covering every surface, little Lord Cerwyn imagined each branch could easily be the boney remains of men long dead.

The forest had existed long before the first men had settled in the North, survived the frozen wasteland shaped by millenia of harsh Winters & yet, the forest seemed a dark, lifeless place.

"There are wolves in that forest." the words escaped small features frozen with apprehension, barely loud enough for the woman to hear. Crystal blue eyes shifted to the toe of his boot, which continued to gently kick up small wedges of frozen mud whilst the thought of such a journey shook his spine, "My father tells me to avoid this place."

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Rate my Rp skill.

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★ = room for improvement ★★ = not bad ★★★ = pretty good ★★★★ = a badass at everything you post ★★★★★ = are you even human? DAMN. -★ = wow, quit while you’re ahead. -★★ = shit, I can’t read some of that one. -★★★ = huh? What are you even talking about? -★★★★ = ok, half of this isn’t even words, it’s just random shit. -★★★★★ = I really think you need to learn how to read. Or just leave, yeah….. just leave. Stop talking and leave.

Since my blog is fairly new & my experience with the asoiaf fandom is as well, I’m looking for any constructive criticism that’s needed. Or, if you just want to let your trolling side out, feel free to do your worst. *gasp*

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I’m really new at the whole Discord thing, however, if anyone would like to add me, I think this is the information you need:  StarkLoyal#2628

Edit to update correct username, all thanks to @snowmcid

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Awww, thanks so much everyone for the asks! I have one or two still to complete, but it’s late here & my brain has just collapsed.

If you feel like continuing any of the replies, I’d be super up for it, if you’d like me to edit them, I’ll get on it tomorrow!

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“the winds of fate have given us a strange coincidence.” (Hi there :))

“N’ not just us. The entire North as well.”

House Stark once again led the war against the South & the Old Gods had answered Cley’s prayers, for which, he was thankful. But the smouldering embers of rage still burned within him, for Roose & Ramsay Bolton died not by his sword & not in retribution for the death of his family. 

The girl woman had voiced her own history & had survived the Battle of the Bastards to see the demise of her captors. He too hoped that gratitude would bring him peace as it seemed to for her.

“What will you do, now that you’re no longer bound to House Bolton?”

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❝ you have a knack for ominous statements. ❞

“In the North, you live with ominous. The Gods might spare you to die an old man if you’re lucky. If not, it’d be the enemy’s sword that gets you.”

Dust & sand danced lightly on a soft breeze, itself originating from the shadows of tall pyramids standing watch over the city of Meereen. Above, endless azure offered glaring sunlight, substituting the harsh blizzards & louring skies Cley was accustomed to.

Faint to his sense of smell, but alluring all the same, he caught a fragrance of flowers & spices from the docks below their camp, the soft, purposeful words of Daario Naharis evoking a sense that Essos was perhaps less savage a home for its people than the North had been to the Northmen. Of course, he’d only come ashore the night before last & wasn’t foolish enough to underestimate his newfound surroundings.

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❝ didn’t you hear that? voices. it felt…evil. ❞

The large stag stopped its foraging for food, ears & then eyes turning towards both men before its cumbersome frame darted into the dark undergrowth. Had he been paired off with Robb or Jon, they would have already been halfway back to Winterfell by now.“I told you to hold your tongue.” Narrowed eyes inflicted the entirety of his frustrations upon Theon, his hunting bow no longer primed & ready to kill. Twilight was fast approaching, the darkness sure to coax predators from their slumber, although Cley was convinced that the cold winds of night would see them dead, long before claws or fangs.

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god of war (2018) starters

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❝  long way from home, aren’t you?  ❞ ❝  why do you even care? you could have just walked away.  ❞ ❝  i almost feel bad for you.  ❞ ❝  i can tell you a thing or two about family matters.  ❞      ❝  lucky for you, my schedule’s wide open.  ❞ ❝  they’re gonna be sorry they picked this fight.  ❞ ❝  i heard you. it’s not up for discussion.  ❞ ❝  i will rain down agony, every possible violation, upon you.  ❞ ❝  um, alright…that hurt a little.  ❞ ❝  you think you understand, but you don’t.  ❞ ❝  didn’t you hear that? voices. it felt…evil.  ❞ ❝  you do not want this fight.  ❞ ❝  truth is more important than kindness.  ❞ ❝  i know every corner of these lands, every language spoken, every war waged, every deal struck.  ❞ ❝  it should have been you. you hear me? you. not her.  ❞ ❝  only use this as a last resort.  ❞ ❝  deny it all you want, but you saved me.  ❞ ❝  you don’t want me and you never will.  ❞ ❝  they do not stop us, so they do not concern us.  ❞ ❝  only time you talk to me is when you need something.  ❞ ❝  that doesn’t mean you should lie to your friends or family.  ❞ ❝  will i see you again?  ❞ ❝  don’t leave me alone ever again.  ❞      ❝  you see in the eyes of a child.  ❞ ❝  i know you hate gods but you really can’t stay away from them, can you?  ❞ ❝  you are in your head. let it go.  ❞ ❝  it is wise to be discreet.  ❞ ❝  you are right…i do not believe you.  ❞ ❝  the power of any weapon comes from your heart…but only when tempered by your head.  ❞ ❝  wow, you’re so stupid. that your father’s doing? or your mother’s?  ❞ ❝  will we see people on the road? friendly? will they try to rob us?  ❞ ❝  smells like rotting eggs. is it still good?  ❞ ❝  you’ve only killed those deserving, right?  ❞ ❝  you’re sounding more like your father by the minute.  ❞ ❝  that thing was trying to kill us. it’s not like you don’t get angry in a fight.  ❞ ❝  leave. my. home.  ❞ ❝  you killed against my wishes.  ❞ ❝  it’s all you talk about, over and over. do something about it or shut up.  ❞ ❝  behind you, watch out!  ❞ ❝  don’t know, don’t care.  ❞ ❝  this used to be a challenge.  ❞ ❝  this place feels like a prison.  ❞ ❝  it feels like something is waiting for us down here.  ❞ ❝  don’t be sorry. be better.  ❞ ❝  kill for survival, not for indulgence.  ❞ ❝  can’t believe you’ve lasted this long.  ❞ ❝  in war, a soldier sees beauty in the blood of his enemy.  ❞ ❝  the winds of fate have given us a strange coincidence.  ❞ ❝  close your heart to their desperation. close your heart to their suffering.  ❞ ❝  you’ve had to kill people before, haven’t you? you’re used to it.  ❞ ❝  why do you say nothing?  ❞ ❝  you’ve seen it with your own eyes. you can’t hurt me. nothing can.  ❞ ❝  anger can be a weapon if you control it.  ❞ ❝  whatever it is you seek, i do not have it. you should move on.  ❞ ❝  when they find you - and they will - they’ll make things difficult.  ❞ ❝  there is one unavoidable truth you will never escape: you cannot change.  ❞ ❝  only time you talk to me is when you need something.  ❞ ❝  we do what me must to survive.  ❞ ❝  follow down this path and head for daylight.  ❞ ❝  heh. thought you’d be bigger.  ❞ ❝  you have a knack for ominous statemants.  ❞ ❝  just tell me what i want to know! no need for this to get bloody.  ❞ ❝  we all gotta take responsibility sometime, huh?  ❞ ❝  that was a waste of a perfectly good apple.  ❞ ❝  you think i’m weak, because i’m not like you.  ❞ ❝  but…you told me never to go down there.  ❞ ❝  you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again.  ❞ ❝  until our journey is over, one of us must remain focused.   ❞ ❝  you must be better than me. understand?  ❞ ❝  did something change? the forest feels different now.  ❞ ❝  with power comes a big choice. you serve yourself or you serve others.  ❞ ❝  do not mistake my silence for lack of grief.  ❞ ❝  we are not men. we are more than that.  ❞ ❝  i know i was never what you wanted.  ❞ ❝  mourn how you wish. leave me to my own.  ❞ ❝  hurry! i’m slipping.  ❞ ❝  do not allow yourself to feel for them. they do not feel for you.  ❞ ❝  do not concern yourself with what might be. focus on what is.  ❞ ❝  we do as we please. no excuses.  ❞ ❝  your father can kill. are you going to be able to do that?  ❞ ❝  accuracy over speed.  ❞ ❝  you left me here. again. why don’t you care?  ❞ ❝  what, you want a hug?  ❞ ❝  finish what you started.  ❞ ❝  you know, for someone so strong, you worry a lot.  ❞ ❝  you are hunting deer - not chasing it.  ❞ ❝  i don’t know you and you don’t know me… don’t seem to want to.  ❞ ❝  killing animals i get. they’re food. but people… they’re just trying to survive too.  ❞ ❝  do you hear that? it sounds like someone screaming.  ❞ ❝  i’m going to cut off your head now.  ❞ ❝  it’s…it’s still alive.  ❞ ❝  we are here because of you. never forget that.  ❞ ❝  do not speak again.  ❞ ❝  your anger…you can get lost in it.  ❞ ❝  you don’t have to be the smartest man in the world to see that.  ❞ ❝  we’ve come so far. there has to be a way.  ❞ ❝  don’t you see? they never gave up hope. and neither should we.  ❞ ❝  you can change your path. it’s not too late.  ❞ ❝  i’ve been to many strange places… but this is a new one.  ❞ ❝  oh, cut it out, princess. you’re gonna get me all weepy.  ❞ ❝  you are too quick to temper. you a rash, insubordinate and out of control.  ❞ ❝  the path ahead is difficult and you are not ready.  ❞ ❝  you are not ready - stay back.  ❞ ❝  think i’m afraid of you?! you’re nothing to me.  ❞ ❝  stay by me. touch nothing.  ❞ ❝  you were gone for so long i thought that you…  ❞      ❝  you will always be a monster.  ❞ ❝  look at me! look at me!  ❞ ❝  you are going to have to kill me for that to happen.  ❞ ❝  can you kill something that big?  ❞ ❝  on our journey we will be attacked by all manner of creature.  ❞ ❝  so we’re gonna go toward the creepy singing?  ❞ ❝  why are there two beds in there?  ❞ ❝  slow down. your haste will cost us.  ❞ ❝  i warned you. you would not listen.  ❞ ❝  no, wait…i’m not giving up. i just…have to catch my breath.  ❞ ❝  well, this is it. it’s been an honor.  ❞ ❝  you left me alone to fight.  ❞ ❝  are you the last of your family too?  ❞ ❝  my mother made it for me.  ❞ ❝  fight until we stop or we are dead.  ❞ ❝  the last in his realm of all this kind and you shoot him.  ❞ ❝  come. no looking back now.  ❞ ❝  you’re more concerned with their safety than our goal.  ❞ ❝  i don’t think we’re supposed to be in here.  ❞    ❝  i’m…sorry for your loss.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that’d you, out of all the people i’ve faced, would make me feel something.  ❞ ❝  slow and old. you should never have come here.  ❞ ❝  that bow’s a little big for you, isn’t it?  ❞ ❝  earlier you said people might kill us. i’ll kill them if they try.  ❞ ❝  pain we endure. faulty weaponry we do not.  ❞ ❝  let me guess…you’re gonna be smug and say we shouldn’t have got involved.  ❞ ❝  no. you’ve been gone a long, long time!  ❞ ❝  if you try, i’ll try.  ❞ ❝  wow, uh…that was something, that fight.  ❞ ❝  you did not think it was important to tell me?  ❞ ❝  death suits you better.  ❞ ❝  is it dishonorable to grow old?  ❞ ❝  so unclean. so, so unclean.  ❞ ❝  you won’t stop me.  ❞ ❝  and i thought my family was fucked up.  ❞ ❝  i’m strong. i’m smart. i’m not what you think i am.  ❞ ❝  when i require your counsel, i will ask.  ❞ ❝  don’t you know when to give up?  ❞ ❝  listen to me. i can help.  ❞ ❝  you’ve taught me so much. let me teach you something.  ❞ ❝  okay. there are a few gaps in my knowledge.  ❞ ❝  the path you walk. vengeance. you will find no peace.  ❞ ❝  you know i love you. you just can be better. i know you can be.  ❞ ❝  let them go. take me instead.  ❞ ❝  i’ve never felt more alive.  ❞ ❝  no…you’re bleeding.  ❞ ❝  do you have any idea, any idea at all, what you have cost me?  ❞ ❝  i used to dream about getting eaten.  ❞ ❝  relax. do not think of it as an animal. it is simply a target.  ❞ ❝  try to find forgiveness, and we can start something new.  ❞ ❝  there is much about me i won’t have you know.  ❞ ❝  have you ever heard the term “tempting fate?”  ❞ ❝  your memory was a comfort in dark times.  ❞ ❝  she meant more to me than you anyway.  ❞ ❝  you are not yourself.  ❞ ❝  if seeing me dead will make things right, i won’t stop you.  ❞ ❝  i’d bow if i could, your majesty.  ❞ ❝  then we will go home. to give up this easily, so close to the start…  ❞ ❝  only fire when i tell you to fire.  ❞ ❝  not my blood.  ❞ ❝ nobody’s killed a dragon for hundreds of years.  ❞ ❝  are they dead…? oh! not dead! not dead!  ❞ ❝  a dangerous beast. we’ll take him down together.  ❞

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