paradisa

[ it takes robb some time to really open the journal and properly address it, when he does his tone is even and steady displaying nothing of what sits upon his mind. ]

I have a question for those experienced in magics and other such sorcery, should you be willing to indulge a king in his queries. I wish to know about men who possess the ability to enter the minds of animals, in my land they are known as wrags or skinchangers. Any information will be greatly appreciated.

[ a moment of silence before he adds: ] My words two moons ago still stand, the recent happenings have made them even more prevalent then before.

[ and he is done. ]

wolfskin

In light of rec─ [ the sentence stops suddenly and a low feral growl can be heard from the journal, then a scuffle. robb tries to call out but to no avail, the whole lack of voice thing puts a hamper on that. the cold look he settles for does little as well.

grey wind has his journal. grey wind is tearing apart his journal.

and just as robb's written words stopped suddenly before so does the sound of a direwolf tearing apart his journal. welp someone is clearly not happy.

don't expect anything from the king in the north for a while, he will be attempting to master the art of silent scolding. ]

wolfskin

I have been within these walls for some moons, in that time much has happened. [ the castle turned into a crazy death ship, people died, and since then it has continued to change on them without much of a pause. ] These events have left me with a troubling weight on my mind.

Between us all there are many who have the power to fight, to protect, to defend against the dangers posed to us. Yet we also have many who cannot fight, those who are in need of protection, and yet we exist in anarchy with no dedicated force to protect those who are in need or it. We fight like sell swords, each man for himself and perchance others should he feel so inclined.

[ robb stark is not amused. ]

I am aware that there may be reasons behind the lack of togetherness; difference of opinions and strong willed individuals unwilling to take orders, nevertheless as King of my land the situation fills me with grave disappointment. [ he inhales calmly, voice leveled. he speaks as robb the king, the young wolf, king and leader of an army who won many battles. ] I am not demanding that this change, but we should consider it for inevitably a danger will be posed to us that requires more than the chaotic force we stand as now- a danger that will require leadership, an army, and strategies no one can accomplish alone.

Think on it, Paradisa, that is all I ask.

[ for demanding it change will accomplish little, he knows that much. but he cannot ignore the problem that so many seem not to see or acknowledge. ]

wolfchild

ota; joint action with robb; forbidden forest;

[ the forbidden forest it may be called, but arya could find little reason for it to be forbidden. she could not see anything that really merited the moniker. she pictured strangling vines, carnivorous flowers, distant screams of animals. what she found was quite tame in comparison.

but even if it had had all what she had imagined, she would go inside regardless. the direwolves were in there.

no one had stopped her today when she tried to walk out in normal clothes so there's no heavy robe to snag on a root or bushes. the clothes are all earth clothes, but they're comfortable and good to move in. she grins up at robb as they walk into the shade. it almost feels like being back north, in the wolfswood, where she was never allowed to join the boys, though bran could even if he was younger and weaker and not as good a rider. having aemon and northern son would make it better, but she doesn't mind walking. less so when she's with her brother. ]

Will you go with me to the pitch tomorrow? You can help me practice. I'm really good at it, did you see?

[ she knows he did. but arya hasn't yet tired of hearing robb tell her he was proud of her. she doesn't think she ever shall. ]

ota; dictated; action for the owlery;

[ the soft sounds of cooing and rustling wings float through the air. seated on the steps to the owlery, arya strokes winter's glossy feathers. though she has her journal open in front of her, arya watches the darkening evening sky. when she speaks, it sounds almost like she's thinking out loud. ]

Where did everyone go today? Why did some have to stay behind?

( ino )

(( ooc: for the forbidden forest section, both arya and robb will be tagging yours. c: ))

wolfskin

( Zelos Wilder )

wolfskin

[ Like before Robb writes, his hand feeling heavy as the quill produces the words. Take heart in the knowledge she is safe in the Vale, take heart─ if only it were so simple. ]

I regret to inform that Alayne Stone is no loner within the walls of the castle, she has been returned to Westeros. My condolences to those who have lost a friend, she shall be missed.

─ Robb Stark, King in the North and of the Trident.

[ It is signed the same way as before, direwolf symbol and all. With that he closes the journal, designing not to open it again for some time. ]

wolfskin

[ Informing Alayne had been difficult and Arya- the day had tired Robb utterly with only a few draining events.

Thus he writes instead of speaks, hand steady despite the exhaustion seeping into his bones. His mother hand friends and they deserve to know this news now that her family has been informed. ]

To those who knew her, Lady Catelyn of House Stark has been returned to home and country, no longer does she reside within these walls. You all have my thanks for treating her so kindly, I am certain she valued your company and friendship as much as I.

─ Robb Stark, King in the North and of the Trident.

[ Once signed with the direwolf symbol pressed into the page, Robb puts his quill down dropping his head into the palm of his hands. He dares not write any more, for he cannot assure any of them that she will be happy and safe back in Westeros. He simply cannot. ]

ensorceler

may day!

[ The castle grounds holding the gardens have been transformed into a spring party sensation. Tall banners carrying the Tudor rose have been arranged in a representation of a border surrounding the celebration and events, but there are no real walls or barriers. It might make guarding difficult for the few in her employ, but that's hardly Queen Anne's problem. Nobody will be kept away unless they arrive with no mask (or representation of a mask), and although it might be hard to tell considering it's a masquerade, there will be some people (not many) from the city who have decided tentatively to accept Anne's invitation, helping fill in the crowd.

The theater stage has been covered in flowers of all sorts, as are the four wooden thrones arranged in the center. Each seat is taken, a tie for both King and Queen making for double the fun! Robb and Lucrezia have dressed as Orion and Diana, while Zelos and Galadriel have chosen Odysseus and Penelope (with a little help). The tops of their heads have been left bare, at least for the opening ceremony.

In front of them stands Anne in her costume, and she waits for the crowd to quiet before she speaks. ]

Good citizens of Cair Paradisa and City Royale, you come here today to seek pleasure and company, and I have never seen a finer or more unique looking peoples. I know you may find it difficult to smile in the wake of such recent tragedy. All here have known loss, but we have not let it conquer us, have we? God is with us. Brave souls here risked the unknown to discover the cause, while other remained to help rebuild. I am fiercely proud to see such dedication to one another, and I can only hope such unity continues to blossom! The work on the city will continue, as will the rehabilitation of the survivors most affected by calamity.

But today we spread our arms wide and heartily welcome summer. Today we make merry and keep our loves close. Today we celebrate an unprecedented event, two Queens and Kings!

[ She turns and walks over to the thrones, where the ladies hold crowns of roses in their laps and the men crowns of wooden antlers. She names each as she settles the crowns atop their heads. ]

Queen Galadriel. King Zelos. Queen Lucrezia. King Robb.

[ In playful deference, Anne will lift her skirts and curtsy to the four of them when they stand to announce that the festivities begin! ]

{ Maypole Dance || Dance Floor || The Feast || Music & Donations || Maze & Wine Fountain || Bonfire }

wolfskin

( Catelyn Stark & Sansa Stark )

wolfskin

Is there naught we can do but sit and wait for this... affliction to run it's course?

[ Robb fears he knew the answer to this question before it ever left his mouth. By his tone he is by no means pleased. (But who is?) The background a low rumble can be heard, heavy foot falls soon joining them as Grey Wind paces the room.

The line across his neck was the first to appear, spreading like greyscale. Then the heart... bleeding words as if that sword had truly pierced his chest. Robb covered them with scarves and leathers, but it did little to hide the stains. They simply bleed through as if the fabric had never been there to begin with.

The padding suddenly stops with a bestial groan. Grey Wind plops down at his feet, quite literally on his feet. Thanks bro. ]

Alright boy, lets go outside.

[ Neither wolf nor king seem to be good at sitting, so outside they go. With journal in hand and stains for all to see. ]

wolfskin

( ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ | ᴄʟɪɴɪᴄ )

( ᴅɪᴄᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ )

[ Some time later Robb reaches for his journal, more than little cautious of the book yet knowing it is his only option right now. He clears his throat (talking to be a book? His men would think him mad) before speaking: ]

I am Robb Stark, King in the North and of the Trident. If any who hail from Westeros, should any of my men hear this, I would speak to you.

For any others I require nothing more than information. [ House is unhelpful. ] Of this place, who is the lord of this castle? Should it even have one. It's laws, it's people, whatever you may think is important. I would know of it.

[ A beat, long and silent. ]

You have my thanks.

[ He may get nothing, he may be get much. Either way even a single response is better than none at all. ]

msattentionspan

[There's a four year old girl running around Robb Stark's room. Faith is standing in the middle of it, trying to see if she's gonna wear herself out. It's not going well.]

I wanna wear a beautiful dress!!

[She shuts her eyes and tries to not get to that point of yelling. She remembers how it was growing up, but she was never like this.]

C'mon, what about these shorts.

Pants are ugly.

What? I wear pants.

No. Girls wear beautiful dresses and I want a ~beautiful~ dress!!

[Sigh.] Right... [She goes to grab the journal, planning on filtering to Buffy - or God help her Lana... but oh, right, it's already open. She's going to wish for a dress, but she's still not comfortable wishing for things... for her MAGIC KID.]

young_wolf

[Robb has been asleep for the better part of seven days. He'd been stitched up and left to rest, with Grey Wind ever faithfully guarding his bed while he slept. In between bouts of wakefulness, Carson would try to explain this place to him. They were in a castle that's like no other castle he's ever heard of, and it grants wishes only to take other things away. It very possibly brought him back from the dead.

Upon waking up this morning, he realized he was no longer so drowsy, and he was more alert than he'd been since he'd arrived. Finally, it was time to get answers to the questions he needed and dreaded. He wasn't yet strong enough to write for any length of time, but Carson had mentioned he could talk to the journal and it would find its way to people's ears. So he did.]

I was told this castle brings into it people of many worlds. If we are, in fact, so many then there's a possibility that there's other people from my world as well. I come from the Seven Kingdoms of Westoros; if it is familiar to you then please respond. I have...questions of great importance to ask.

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ɴɪɴᴇ ♚ this dusty barren land

ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ♚ thought you needed some time alone

sᴇᴠᴇɴ ♚ just to find my heart is beating

meet me in the red sky and dance with me;

sɪx ♚ swing wide your crane and run me through

ғɪᴠᴇ ♚ so take another breath

ғᴏᴜʀ ♚ with the wild wolves around you

❀ May Day Masquerade ❀

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ♚ and we were in flames

ᴛᴡᴏ ♚ broken dreams and silent screams

ᴏɴᴇ ♚ i've lost my way, its hard to find it through

ƒ014. adventures in babysitting

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