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vinewoodtits2016-07-23 05:08 pm
notrueknight) wrote in vinewoodtits2016-07-23 05:08 pm
Hound and the Wolf
Who: Sandor Clegane / Arya Stark
Where: The Riverlands
What: It wasn't ideal having to join forces with Beric and Thoros, but there wasn't much out there, as far as Clegane was concerned for a man of his talents. Without any silver traveling, to join with the Second Songs was out of the question, so here he is preparing a journey to head North to fight White Walkers.
And with the Brotherhood having gone to fetch more horses and steel from one of the neighboring Holdfasts, Sandor was left behind to keep tabs on their camp. And so, he sat with his new longsword and whetstone under one of the trees that was still standing. It is a wonder how much has grown since The Lannister Army put most of the land to the torch. And he knew much of that was all thanks to his brother.
And with another long stroke of the stone against steel, Sandor was patient enough to wait for Beric and Thoros to return. "Fuckers are taking too damn long." He grumbles under his breath, as he strokes the blade again in order to keep it sharp. "Any longer and I'll just leave those twats for dead." He still isn't a fan of Beric of Thoros, but at least they did allow him to seek justice for the death of Ray at the hands of Lem. So he owes them that much.
Where: The Riverlands
What: It wasn't ideal having to join forces with Beric and Thoros, but there wasn't much out there, as far as Clegane was concerned for a man of his talents. Without any silver traveling, to join with the Second Songs was out of the question, so here he is preparing a journey to head North to fight White Walkers.
And with the Brotherhood having gone to fetch more horses and steel from one of the neighboring Holdfasts, Sandor was left behind to keep tabs on their camp. And so, he sat with his new longsword and whetstone under one of the trees that was still standing. It is a wonder how much has grown since The Lannister Army put most of the land to the torch. And he knew much of that was all thanks to his brother.
And with another long stroke of the stone against steel, Sandor was patient enough to wait for Beric and Thoros to return. "Fuckers are taking too damn long." He grumbles under his breath, as he strokes the blade again in order to keep it sharp. "Any longer and I'll just leave those twats for dead." He still isn't a fan of Beric of Thoros, but at least they did allow him to seek justice for the death of Ray at the hands of Lem. So he owes them that much.