ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇs ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʟᴏɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡɴ

[wolfchild]

Room Filter;
[ Arya has a pile of clothes on the floor. One by one, she cuts and rips them. Miraculously, not a single dress has fallen victim. That honor fell upon a grey robe of rough spun wool and a fine page's outfit, which bears on its breast the flayed man of Bolton. The flayed man is the first thing she cuts. ]

Friends;
Who's still here?

Rabbit;
Do you have more of those chocolate eggs?

Frodo;
[ She has the ghosts return his cloak to him. ]

You ought have your cloak back.

Zelos;
[ S'up Zelos. This is a home invasion. And by home invasion I mean she's standing on the sidewalk in front of the house long after night fell. ]

Wake up, stupid!

Comments

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

[ ahahahahahaha no not really ]

I guess so. What places did you go?

Arya;

[bronwe]

[ The worst ones... ]

Great snowy mountains and marshes swarming with midges!

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

You must know Legolas too.

Arya;

[bronwe]

Yes. He is a good friend.

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

He's my friend too.

Arya;

[bronwe]

There are very few reasons anyone would regard him as anything less.

Have you ever heard him sing?

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

Not yet.

Arya;

[bronwe]

You must ask him to sing about the Sea when next you see him.

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

The sea. I'll remember.

Arya;

[bronwe]

What about you? How do you feel now?

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

I'm fine.

Arya;

[bronwe]

Did you get a new cloak?

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

[ An old one. ] Yes.

Arya;

[bronwe]

Good. Tell me should you need anything [ in a castle that provides for everything... ] I would be glad to help.

Frodo;

[wolfchild]

Thank you.

Arya;

[bronwe]

My pleasure.