Sixteenth House of Westeros ♛ Dictated ♛ Baseborn Daughter of a Mockingbird

[songsandstories]

[Sitting outside, she's dressed in warmer furs. This is something more what she's used to, but what a strange place.]

I've heard tale from many people of their homes, most seem far different from this place. Paradisa is not unlike parts of Westeros, perhaps not the North or the very south, but I picture it not too different from the Vale, save no quarries.

Aside from your weather, one thing I've found most strange is the concept of trueborn and baseborn children. I am the bastard of a lord back home, but I am told that means nothing here. I am more fortunate that my father has cared for me like his own trueborn and that he is a lord, but there are vile stories of bastards not so lucky. Many end up on the Wall, vowing themselves to the Black for there is no life as a baseborn son, nothing to be given.

Those who I have talked to have treated me kindly even, without knowing who my father is. Perhaps you are all from some strange lands indeed.

ooc: Still on her loss. Feel free to run into her outside the castle.

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[lordoflhant]

[ He's not entirely sure how long that is. ]

So...not long, but definitely longer than me. I just got here about a couple days ago.