eswareinmal | Entries tagged with ↓sansa stark

Characters: Any willing dreamers
Open? Yes
Where: In your minds
When: After the party
What: Part two of the dream plot!
Warnings:
( You may tire of reality but you never tire of dreams. )

sorcerous

Who: Loki, Sansa, Sif, Thor, and open!
What: 1) Loki attacks Sansa, 2) Loki is hunted down and captured, and 3) OPEN - Loki does mischief. If you want him to do something to your character you can either tag in here or hit up the the ooc post. I'm cool with handwaving.
Where: Around Schwanheim
When: Yesterday, today in the morning
Notes: Scenarios 1-2 will be each given their own thread in this post; if you want 3, feel free to tag in.

Close to Schwanheim, a wolf still stalks.

He has caught a familiar scent, and his movements are imbued with a sense of urgency. Whatever he does, he must do it today.

Or else...

Or else.

ladysarmour

Gentle Mother, strength of women

[ It's chilly, dark under the cover of trees, and two nights of sleeping on the damp forest floor have frozen Sansa to the bone. Her nightdress had been pristine white when she'd gone to sleep in it, but now it's gone grey with water and brown with mud. She's shaking with cold, shaking with fear, shaking with exhaustion, but she refuses to stop moving. She'll find the way out. She will. ]

help our daughters through this fray

[ In her nervousness she's taken to clutching at her necklace, and she doesn't realize the orb has been activated and is transmitting her image. If she knew she certainly wouldn't be singing quietly to herself, voice strong but wavering at the edges. ]

soothe the wrath and tame the fury,

[ The song makes her feel stronger inside, and she misses the Hound. If he were here he'd find her; he'd save her.

But no, Sansa, no - you can't rely on anyone to help you. You must find your way out yourself. ]

teach us all a kinder way...

sorcerous

Who: Loki (recently turned into the Big Bad Wolf) and OPEN
What: Loki has gone a little wild.
Where: Two-Faced Forest, the outskirts of town
When: All today.
Warnings: Probable violence; Loki is not a nice person right now.
Notes: Basically: Loki's brain is all focused on doing villainy right now, combined with the instincts of a wild wolf. He's going to stalk victims, especially young, pretty princesses, kill livestock, intimidate people, huff and puff and blow your houses down. Today is mostly the workup to it, and on the Second of Rebirth's Decline he'll really try to cause some damage. If you'd like to plot or plan something out, PM me!

He awakens in pain. Claw-furrows down his fur and blood soaked into the ground beneath him. He limps to his feet -- go, go, leave this, go. The scent of his own injuries is overpowering. He will attract any predator in the area.

Finds a stream on instinct and plunges himself into the water, the current trickling away red, untangling clumps of fur and mud and blood. He stays, shivering, for too long. Until his belly begins to complain.

And then he goes to hunt.

thequestgiver

Where: The Two Faced Forest
When: Starting Dusk on the 20th of Rebirth's Height and ending in the morning
What: The Forest reacts to the New Moon
( And in the deepest darkness, the rumble of a beast, awoken from it's slumber echoes through the air.... )

flightless_faerie

[The orb seemed to be rolling across a dirt floor, a cacophony of crashing sounds accompanied it.]

This will never do...

[Rani exhaled plaintively as she crossed over to place her hand on the orb. Most of the sounds ceased save for a persistent dripping. Her troubled yet serene face gazed into the orb]

The other talents make it look so easy.. [but she was getting ahead of herself] Hello everyone. [She tried for a smile] I did enjoy my stay at the castle, but I thought it would be nice to make my own home. [something closer to nature and her element] .. but I'm afraid it's not going very well.

[She moved aside so everyone could get a better look. The house was nestled inside half of a hollowed out log. Water dripped from a knot on the ceiling collecting in a thimble that had been placed below it. There had been an attempt to make furniture but the remnants of which were strewn about.] Does.. anyone here know how to make fairy sized furniture? I could really use the help. Any help really.

bedroomduties

[Good afternoon, in this wonderful day, and by wonderful I mean uh, muddy and warm according to the info, we have this guy, dressed in his white and gold uniform, looking surprisingly chill for someone who seems to be a recent addition to the "champion" roster.

He flashes a polite smile at the orb once it is working.]

Good afternoon, I’m a newcomer. My name is Stephane Benjamin, from house Lancaster, but just "Stephane" is more than fine. I suppose you must see quite a few of these transmissions, considering how good these guys seem to be at picking heroes, so let’s spice it up a little with some conversation.

Is there any kind of organization among us uh... "heroes"? Or do you just roam around and do whatever you feel like? I wasn’t told anything about champion politics, and I wouldn’t like to step on any toes.
Also, if anyone at least knows exactly what’s the thing we are supposed to be fighting, that would be nice to know too. Other than whatever they told me about those thorns I’m pretty much walking in the dark here, and I’m in a bit of a hurry to go back.

Any information would be really useful. I can’t offer much in exchange, but maybe we can chat and find if I can be of any help. I’d be glad to lend a hand, even in exchange for some casual conversation. Maybe weather talk? It's pretty crappy today.

[He grins a little this time, pretty satisfied with how his first timer speech came out.

For the rest of the day Stephane will be roaming and peeking into every single place that is not off-limits, and then later in some quiet place he'll be swinging his brand new sword to get used to it, and obsessively checking his old gun-now-crossbow to make sure it works okay, so I guess anyone who wants to can feel free to bump into him.]

sorcerous

[ The orb rises and follows as Loki leaps from one tree to another, lighting on a strong branch and bracing himself with a palm against the bark.

There's quite a din of whinnying and hoofbeats in the background.

His voice is utterly calm: ]

Gretel -- sorceress. It seems my day is somewhat preoccupied. I won't be able to meet with you after all.

[ A smash of splintering wood; Loki flinches. More of a twitch, really.

He raises his eyes heavenward, in exasperation, and reaches out for the orb.

It avoids his fingers. ]

Oh, in the name of --

[ Visible, now, is a horse just a few feet below him, a brown one, enraged. Possibly familiar to some as the horse that rampaged through town earlier. And she has a little, ridiculous hat braced between her ears. ]

ooc; responses may be from Loki, and they may be from rampaging horse!Sif. Or both.

folklorist

[ There’s the shuffling of papers and the opening and closing of books on his end of the transmission. Through the video there’s nothing but a desk with a heaping pile of books scattered about on it but the background is clearly defined as being a library. The voice that comes over the feed is one with a slight Romanian accent but otherwise nothing too strange or particular about it. ] There's so many books to go through. I think I'll be here for several days just reading! I do realize that there’s a lot of different worlds out there...I just never thought I'd make it to one that's so very...fantastical! It's almost like I'm in the book Sleeping Beauty or, or Jack and Beanstalk, Snow White too perhaps...

[ He sounds way too excited about this guys, but that's Helios for you. A pause as he hums and a figure walks by the feed. Helios will stop then and bend down to look into the orb a smile dotting his face as he does so. He also might be wearing a wizard hat that was provided for him. He's a derp, we know, so of course he has to try on the local garments! He's never worn a wizard hat before either! Perhaps when he gets back home he'll have to give it shot, huh? He takes it off and fiddles with it before putting it back on. Nothing strange about it or the robes he was given, which he hasn't put on yet thankfully. Yet being the keyword there. He'll clear his throat before continuing. ]

Now if that man was correct I assume there's a good deal more of you out there. I-I'd like to introduce myself! Helios Sprensonne it's a please to meet you! I-I'm sure we'll, um, have lots of things to discuss about this place. It's almost like Luceti in a way...a universal hub, hm. This place is definitely the same in that regards. We were all brought here through a means of a book, correct? A rather interesting choice it certainly adds that fairytale flavor to it, doesn’t it? [ A smile and chuckle on his end. ] But I do want to ask, if it's not too much trouble...

[ And here he’ll sit down at the desk with a smile. ] Ah. Where would the best place be to g-get an alternate room? I-I don't mind living in a castle, having one b-back home, but ah...I do think I might overstay my w-welcome in a few days. [ He also doesn't want to be a bother. ]

consultmybooks

Is this supposed to be some sort of a joke?

[The orb shows a middle aged man standing in the shadow of the castle walls. He doesn't seem the slightest bit bothered by the persistent rain, except to glance around him at the grey landscape every so often with the look of one lost. He doesn't even seem as though he's getting wet at all.

The especially observant might notice that this is because the rain doesn't appear to be touching him.

More importantly, this man looks decidedly upset, with the stance and bearing of one who's either ready for a fight or who has just escaped one. It's true that the man who'd been there to explain things to him when he'd woken up here probably didn't find Giles a ready listener. He'll go back and apologize later, after he's calmed down. If he's calmed down. The urge to hit something is made all the sharper by the fact that he can't.]

I-I've been dragged away from my home and, and expected to save a kingdom of, of idiots who, who d-don't even know not to mess with forces they admit are beyond their comprehending! A-And to make matters so much worse, they've done so in a way to ensure that I can't help anyone!

[Giles glances back at the wall, and if looks could kill that stone would crumble. As it stands, Giles merely swipes a hand at it, and his mood is not improved when his blow merely passes through the stone, as noticeable as a breeze and even less effective. Giles massages his hand more out of reflex than anything else as he turns back to the orb.]

They, they said that only other..."heroes" [a word he says with evident distaste] have these things. If so, then, then speak up. If you're not from this place, then you might be at least marginally more helpful than the people who actually live here. And, a-and like this...you all are, um, my only way to have any idea of what's going on.

[He sighs, some of the fight leaving his body, if only from the memory of exhaustion.]

Rupert Giles. Um, nice to meet you.

Current Mood: distressed

ladysarmour

Characters: Sansa Stark, OPEN
Where: In and around Schwanheim and the castle
When: Rebirth 17, evening → night
What: From the touch of a spindle Sansa sleeps, and dreams wolf dreams.
Warnings: Mild violence, blood. It is a wolf after all.

In Schwanheim there is a wolf. Young still; but large even for a pup, with fur the grey of a rainy sky and glowing yellow eyes. She slinks through the castle and town, avoiding any guards; lesser wolves fear men, but she knows yet to be cautious of steel. The world is dulled of color, but the smells - smells of man and stone, rain and mud, damp wood, fire. Each smell should be familiar but is somehow different from what she knows: nothing smells of ice the way she knows. Down an alley and another she stalks and kills a rat, the bones crunching to splinters between her jaws and warm blood flooding her mouth. Her brothers and sister might have been able to catch better prey, larger or quicker, but she is small and has always been the milder.

A new scent catches her nose, and she turns to follow it.

ladysarmour

Please, there must be some sort of mistake. I've told them - I can't be a princess, I'm not even from this place, I've no rightful claim, I-I'm only a baseborn girl.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to do insult to the honor done me. Only I'm not sure what is expected of me in such a role, and…and I would very much like to go home.

[ There's an animal whine from somewhere out of sight, and a nervous look flitters briefly through Sansa's eyes. ]

The man said… It can't be true, can it, that death does not bind here?

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