CLOSED STARTER ! HARLON GREYJOY ( @saltbcrne )
a semblance of relief settles between his brows . with the joust and the crowning of queens and champions have concluded , so will his sister's nagging about participating . he could not find it in himself to clamor at steeled duels and cheers , like the rest of the other lords and knights , nor did he judged any of them for it . his appetite simply had another face , one that not scratched armors and bloodied blades could keep at bay . on the contrary , nothing still or brimming with life could . he approaches the lord of pyke , with suspicious ease and familiarity , ❝ i heard curious whispers pertaining to the recent tragedy that has struck our good country , ❞ it is in tensed halls of fine silken tongues and velveteen trappings that this appetite thrives — where terror sneaks itself between breaths , greater effort slithers on shaking fingers to uphold faultlessness , and condolences , good - will spill from drying lips . ❝ should anyone ask what i have been doing the night of , or say , inquire about my whereabouts ... ❞ the ocean stirs in his eyes , a collection of low rumblings and blinding mist takes on a cloak of opulence , fine features , and a noble name . the real tourney has just began . ❝ shall i say we were discussing all the trade routes we have explored ? ❞ his hushed words were far from enticing , luring , and entrapping , yet the honey that dripped from each one tasted sweet and decorated with just the right amount of provocation . ❝ or would you rather i disclose that i have been exploring you ? ❞