#lightofgrimlands

[the-cerwyn]

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“I believe we as a people have capability of dying out. But the world? The world will keep living on, long after we’ve all passed. And it’ll be the world that brings us back if we did all end”. The young, but impressionable man spoke with avidity in the matter of fact, sharing his insight on that particular topic. The way Jon Snow spoke of it... the end of an era. But the end of the land of Westeros? The man wasn’t the same quiet colleague he remembered from back then.

“Truth be told: I believe the Starks have a hard time recalling other Houses in this region have suffered, and focus on their own suffering. Their survivors have changed so much... sometimes, it feels as though I’m looking at strangers with familiar faces. But I believe the threat they speak of... is real. Jon is many things, but a liar isn’t one of them”. Stubborn, impatient, unobservant... Yup, sounded like the stereotype of the Northern lords. ‘Just’ the person they need to represent the land as they go South, gathering support and such.

[ofautumnleaves-blog]

◆ - Standing up for them

It was the norm. Kyra was used to it by now.Bigger children of lower birth always seemed to want a pieceof her; Galt, with his eyes set unnervingly close together and his big hat. Mulch, who looked to be as wide as three of her.Dob, the ringleader with his lumpy, mud-covered face. Theywould always come up behind her and violently shove herdown into the mud, then swan off laughing - leaving her totear up and blubber as she pushed herself back up, then runhome and hopefully avoid her family as she went to gochange.

She wanted to tell her father, but she was too embarrassedto. It would hurt his reputation if other houses heard his thirddaughter was bullied by the peasantry. Her mother woulddemand harsh consequences and Kyra was too much of apeaceful soul to let harm befall even those who bullied her,while Uncle Edmure seemed just as meek as Kyra herself andwould have no idea what to do.

But, it seemed she didn’t have to worry, as this time she hadbeen with Lira. The Grimports were at Rillwater for one reasonor another - something to do with the Glenmores being swornto the Ryswells who had declared for the Boltons, whom theGrimports were already sworn to. When Dob and Mulch andGalt had come up to Kyra to knock her down for the third timethat week, Lira had stood up for her as she’d climbed back toher feet. Kyra hadn’t seen much of it as she’d been too busyholding back tears, but the three smallfolk had gone runningfrom the girl more than half a decade older than them.

Walking up to Lira as her back was turned, Kyra grabbed hersleeve and tugged it gently to get her attention. She stared ather feet for a moment, before meekly murmuring something.

“Th-thank y-you.”

[heirtocastamere-blog]

4, 9, 10 & 17?

Interview my OC about questions that has no easy answer.

4. You have a secret you swore not to reveal. But this secret is the only thing that would prove your innocence in a separate matter. Is it worth risking your own well-being for the secret? Or would you betray the trust given to you?

Secrets. That was something Tylan knew a lot about. He had more than his fair share of them. There was nothing more sacred than a well-kept secret. That was one of the few truths he knew. If he hoped to keep his secrets, shouldn’t he do the same to keep the secrets of honors. Do onto others as you wish they would do to you. Or so the old saying went. “No. I would not betray their trust.”

9. Can people be held accountable for things people close or related to them did or are they innocent? 

The first lesson he had learned in this world was that it was cruel. A single person could destroy an entire family. Tywin Lannister held all of Castamere and Tarbeck Hall accountable for the actions of a few. Hundreds of men, women, and children died in the fires of Tarbeck Hall and the waters of Castamere. Most were not even Reynes or Tarbecks but rather the people under their protection. Tywin’s lesson took root in Tylan’s heart. It ate at him as it rotted within. The entirety of House Lannister would pay for the destruction of his family. They all bore the weight and guilt. “No one is innocent in this world.”

10. If a lot of people, possibly innocent people, have to die in order to make a real change, is it worth it? Can you live with their deaths even if it helps people in the present?

Empires rise and fall. With great change, there were always casualties. It was unavoidable. When you live within the Seven Kingdoms, you were always at risk. Tomorrow is not promised. Not to peasants. Not to lords. Not even to kings. But to Tylan, there was only one guilty party. If House Lannister was extignuished, he knew it would bring about true change. “Only those who oppose the wellfare of the kingdom deserve to die. And I would sleep soundly with their deaths weighing nothing on my heart, soul and mind.”

17. Have you ever gotten sheer joy out of hurting someone else, either physically or mentally? To whom and why? Did it scare you?

To gain the trust of an enemy was a delicious achievement. It was even better when his words were heard and taken without a doubt. He twisted words. He toyed with ideas. He listened to everything told to him in confidence, keeping it all in his steel-trapped mind. It was all ammunition to use against them. “No, of course not.”

[rhacgal-archived-blog]

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A stranger, Rhaegal could not place the scent. He inhaled deeply before he spoke, his voice soft yet containing some disinterest. ‘’And what may bring you here?’’  he asked looking up at the stranger, meeting their gaze. 

[timberwatch-blog]

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It was a game to him —- becoming unattached from Oriele when they were out of doors. Not thesafest of games, but one that could be quite fun. Aaren was at an age where he knew the wood well, having navigated it with Arthur as a boy, and with his cane, could watch for stray tree roots or other obstacles in his path.

Oriele would no doubt be searching for him now. It did not take her long to realize once he’d gone. His sister had eyes, unlike him, so she spent less time looking than he did running away.

He knew the game was done when he heard the crunch of leaves and twigs beneath another’s feet. A breathless laugh as the man held open his arms.

“Well, you’ve found me, dear sister. I’m sure you’re quite proud of yourself.”

[bycandleliight-blog]

“Oh fuck! Are you okay?”

“Okay?! You just knocked me over, you ignorant--”

Stop.

Lyla climbed to her feet, dusting off her dress. Her brow remained creased, but she tried to persevere. The stranger had shown concern - they hadn’t meant to hurt her or knock her to her knees, but she had still been shaken and embarrassed by the whole series of events.

“I’m fine.” she grunted, trying not to sound too angry as she looked down at her knees. “My dress is ripped, but I’m fine.”

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“And what makes you a suitable bride?” Gryff crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow, his face sneering at the girl before him. He wasn’t impressed.

[guardians-devilskull]

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Absentmindedly, Lira reached for her cup, taking a sip of wine & savoring it’s taste - her parents weren’t exactly keen on letting her drink as much & often as her older siblings, only making those rare times more enjoyable. However, as soon as her brother’s phrase clicked in her mind, she abruptly put the goblet down, coughing & gasping a bit, striving to comprehend his words.

“Your son?!..” There was nervous laughter in her words, she rubbed her wrist a bit where spilled liquid left little red stains on the sleeve. Eyes wide open, shocked smile creeping on her features against girl’s will, as if she was expecting Geriant to admit, that he was joking. “Gerry, is there- is there something you’ve forgotten to tell us?!..”

Geriant raised his brow at the girl’s reaction, reaching over and patting on her back so she didn’t choke. the last thing he wanted or needed was a little sister who died from the shock of his announcement. “ Yes, Lira, My son.” He said quietly, keeping a hand on her shoulder. “ Are you alright though? that was quite a coughing fit you had.”