[OPEN] 🌿 And I see winter broken like lace

[ofwovenstone]

WHO: Cassandra de Rolo (ofwovenstone), Aella Tabris (fangoffenharel), Lyanna Stark (ylgr) and OPEN
WHEN: December 15th onward
WHAT: Winter shenanigans and general catch-all for the month.
WHERE: Gazin and the surrounding area.
WARNINGS: None other than the usual ones that come with Cassandra de Rolo (potential for talk of trauma, blood, near death, etc).
NOTES: starters in the comments

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[ylgr]

His voice cinches it. He is absolutely a Stark, between the looks and the voice. A cousin, maybe? She knows Brandon has fathered his fair share of bastards but it looks like he’s her age, if not older than she is and that would be impossible, she thinks. “It definitely hasn’t been this bad, since I arrived.” Which has been a little bit, now. “But it’s nice.”

She grins at him. “Likewise.” It reminds her a lot of home, honestly. The whole area. Especially now, with the weather. The celebrations. And having Ned here with her, she couldn’t ask for more. She has missed her family so much. And now this... strange potential cousin of hers.

[king_inthenorth]

"Sure, if what you want is to fleece them." He's amused though, not scolding her in any way. She reminds him a bit of Arya, if Arya worked with ale mugs instead of daggers. At least this is less lethal.

"Nowhere will ever be quite the same as Winterfell though."

[ylgr]

Lyanna is a little insulted, honestly, cousin or not. She’s not fleecing anyone. It’s not her fault that most of them taking her up on her challenge can’t hold their alcohol despite being bigger than her. It’s an honest challenge. “Or maybe I just like crowds,” she retorts, lifting a hand to get the bartender’s attention for another drink.

He all but confirms her theory, or so she thinks, with the mention of her home. Winterfell. There's no way for him to know it, unless he's a blood relation. Or something close. She grins at him because of it (despite the insult), attention turning just briefly away from him to take her drink, and to take a drink of it. “No. Winterfell is... something else.” It’s beautiful, her home, and she misses it fiercely. Even being with Rhaegar doesn’t ease the ache of how she misses it, no matter how much she loves him.