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farsickness2021-02-12 09:22 pm
ulfur) wrote in farsickness2021-02-12 09:22 pm
Through the woods we ran [February catchall]
Who: Ned Stark and open
When: February
What: monster-hunting, horse-racing, drinking, and other wholesome family activities
Where: Gazin, Vasari forest, various towns
Warning(s): drinking, will update as needed
Ned Stark is no stranger to winter. He revels in the coldest months, the blankets of snow that fall and the fierce winds that whip at his face. It does nothing to keep him from roaming the countryside, exploring alone or with companions. Everywhere he goes, the grey dun stallion he has bought comes with him. Ned had considered other names than the one the horse had come with, but he found none better suited to the sleek, intuitive creature than Pantheon, and so Pantheon he remained.
During the deepest months of winter, it has become harder and harder to find resources to gather and sell, animals and monsters to hunt. Ned takes up what work he can find. Saving every penny, living off the land when he can. He wants a piece of property that he and Lyanna can call their own. If their purpose here is to be any significant length of time, he wants a home they can always come back to.
And so every time he rides through Gazin, he keeps an ear out for any land for sale, perhaps one with a house already built that could be added on to. It can be well outside the city, somewhere affordable but with good land for planting and perhaps raising their own livestock.
And every so often in his adventures, he crosses paths with someone who turns an ordinary day into a memorable one.
[OOC: starters below or snag him anywhere that suits.]
When: February
What: monster-hunting, horse-racing, drinking, and other wholesome family activities
Where: Gazin, Vasari forest, various towns
Warning(s): drinking, will update as needed
Ned Stark is no stranger to winter. He revels in the coldest months, the blankets of snow that fall and the fierce winds that whip at his face. It does nothing to keep him from roaming the countryside, exploring alone or with companions. Everywhere he goes, the grey dun stallion he has bought comes with him. Ned had considered other names than the one the horse had come with, but he found none better suited to the sleek, intuitive creature than Pantheon, and so Pantheon he remained.
During the deepest months of winter, it has become harder and harder to find resources to gather and sell, animals and monsters to hunt. Ned takes up what work he can find. Saving every penny, living off the land when he can. He wants a piece of property that he and Lyanna can call their own. If their purpose here is to be any significant length of time, he wants a home they can always come back to.
And so every time he rides through Gazin, he keeps an ear out for any land for sale, perhaps one with a house already built that could be added on to. It can be well outside the city, somewhere affordable but with good land for planting and perhaps raising their own livestock.
And every so often in his adventures, he crosses paths with someone who turns an ordinary day into a memorable one.
[OOC: starters below or snag him anywhere that suits.]
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He reins in Pantheon, the spirited grey dun he rides with practiced grace, and comes to stand before both horse and rider. The young man from the North nods at the newcomer. "Greetings. I ride east, to seek more fortune near the Oren Trench."
Grey eyes narrow at the man. Not in suspicion, but curiosity. "Faster? How? We are both on horseback, and Pantheon here is fast." He rubs his own horse's neck. The stallion is more slender than the war horses back home, but he supports Ned's muscled weight just fine and moves far faster than the Westerosi destriers Ned has always ridden.