solstice

[evil_isevil]

WHO: Geralt, Ubbe and Arya; OTA
WHEN: December 21st - January 10th
WHAT: Winter Festival stuff
WHERE: Gazin and surrounding areas
WARNINGS: Nudity to start, but will update
Note: Starters for each character in the comment section

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[iknowdeath]

Arya was hungry and after hearing one of the locals talk about the feast starting at the inn, that was where she heads next. Upon arriving, she grabs a table off in the corner, tucked away enough so anyone coming in would have to walk around a partition to see her, but left her a vantage point to see most of the establishment and the people within it.

It was the accent that first catches Arya's attention; the tone of her voice and cadence of other woman's words are so distinctive. Enough that there is no time sparred in scanning the crowd of people. However, when she does spot her, Arya can't help but feel that there is something familiar about her, even knowing she has never set eyes on her before. Still, her gaze locks and remains fixed, knowing full well it was only a matter of time before getting caught. Only before that happens, the youngest daughter of Ned Stark finds herself calling across a bunch of rowdy patrons, hoping to get the woman's attention.

"I have 5 silver that says I can beat you next," Arya says with a confidant smile.

[ylgr]

Lyanna turns to look at whoever it was that spoke, to follow the voice to its source, and when she does... she’s struck, somehow. At the young woman’s... familiarity. Much as she had been with Jon, she’s almost certain that she’s gazing at another Stark. Another of Brandon’s bastards, maybe? Her brother had never had any problem pursuing those he wanted to bed, after all. Not nearly as bad as Robert. But bad enough.

She grins. “Challenge accepted.” Gesturing to the chair that had just been vacated by her previous opponent, she adds “Take a seat.”