#jon snow 01

[ofcatelyns]

Over the years she’d made it perfectly clear that her door was always open for family and they were all welcome to come and go as they pleased. It was becoming increasingly relevant as more and more of her children moved out and she wanted to ensure that they knew they could come home at any point. So when she came in with an armful of papers she had intended to go over, she was hardly surprised to see Jon sat there. Paperwork was soon forgotten, prepared to give them her full attention for however long they needed. They weren’t her child but she couldn’t deny that her motherly instincts still extended towards them. Jon was family and family would always be her top priority and main concern.

Slipping into the seat next to them a question left her lips with reasonable softness though her tone gently demanded answers. “When was the last time you ate? I have takeout on the way that we can share.” It was an old habit of hers, to always order more than needed. She’d long since learnt that her family had a habit of coming out of the woodwork whenever food was involved. 

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[ofvelaryons]

Taking time away from her daughters would never be something that she would ever want or like doing and yet it always seemed to prove inevitable in its necessity. While she craved to spend each and every moment with them she knew that a sense of independence was an important thing to foster within them too. As much as she was loathed to leave them for even a moment it seemed somewhat necessary in her endeavour to ensure that they would be able to be strong both with and without her by their side, such was the unpredictability of the time that they lived in. There were few who she would entrust the little girls to but someone worthy had come as something of a surprise in the form of a lady from the Reach - an added bonus that she had children of her own for Alyssa and Larissa to pass the time with. 

With the assurance given that she would not be more than a few hours, the Velaryon found herself with some time on her hands and as always the ocean called to her endlessly. Lithe footsteps carried her closer to the shore as she breezed past almost everyone that she encountered only to eventually find her path marred by a man she felt equal flickers of annoyance and curiosity towards. Violet gazes trailed over him as though she was judging him and somehow found him wanting - which was not entirely personal when so few ever managed to truly impress her. Lips pursed together slightly before they parted to let lyrical tones flow forth with a golden brow raising somewhat in challenge. “So you are the man who has brought such ill tidings along with him.”

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[swcrnsword]

While his main responsibility would always be the protection of his King, he found another heavy weight of responsibility to others resting on his broad shoulders. In times like this every man, woman and child deserved the knowledge to defend themselves against the threat that was growing closer with each day that had passed and so he had taken it upon himself to teach as many of them as possible what he knew. He would never claim to be a particularly elegant swordsman to watch when his movements were too full of uncontainable strength for there to be any pretty flourishes or fancy footwork. 

( though he doubted very much that such supposed shows of prowess would do much to dissuade hoards of the dead )

It was not that which the people needed however, his methods may not have been beautiful but they would serve others far better than attempting to fight like the valiant knights of stories. His afternoon had been spent instructing a willing party on how best to wield their sword and just as they left flint grey eyes caught sight of a familiar face. Voice boomed across the distance between them, not bothering to gentle himself for a man who knew him well enough. “Come to check your blade is still sharp, Snow?” The challenge was a somewhat empty one, extended in almost jest as he closed to the distance between them to clap a large, coarse hand on the other man’s shoulder. “It’s good to see you but you could have brought some better tidings with you.”

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