Jul 1, 2020
@shcbear
Arianne couldn’t put her finger quite on why, but she could not stand Dacey Mormont. Whatever had happened between them to cause such animosity was too long ago for her to truly remember, but there had to have been something. Still, regardless of her personal feelings, she didn’t have it in her for a fight at the moment. Not in the way she might have previously looked for. Not when she was trying to ask for something. “Dacey,” she said, granting the other woman a curt nod. “I need a favour.”