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 Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2016 9:51 pm
Begins in season two, Robb sends his mother and sister to Robert along with Jonas to watch over them. Begin the journey!
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2016 9:52 pm
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xxxx❛ ELISE OF HOUSE STARK
xxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMING
Elise could hear her brother and mother fighting in the tent next to hers, so of course she had poked her head into it, only after getting Redwynn to make some foolery of the guards in front of her brothers tent. A simple command was all it took from her, and the large red coated wolf, known for taking up Elise's misbehavior. Of course she would never let her brother know that, they were decent guards, it was just that Elise and Red were a little more clever and couldn't be scolded to the degree the soldiers would be. She would make it apparent to have Robb apologize for her, because she was going to get in on this action.
He rmother's jaw tightned, seeing the females bright red hair come through the curtain, poor timing. The female stood taller than her mother, but her twin brother turned to look down to the girl. His jaw pulled as well, making Elise smile lightly, even though this was such a touchy subject on hand, the similarity between the two of them was quirky. "I propose I go with mother." The female stated, head high but most of it covered by the dark fur around her neck. "As a lady, I would do much better charming allies than pestering your men." She urged, circling to their sides.
"You'd have me send the last of the Stark women away?" He asked, arms crossed. He really was the boy king, still only seventeen at this point. Elise looked to her mother, her hands gently folded under her coat. She glanced at her mother and back at him.
"You were about to send our only mother after all." They had just had it out about Sansa and Arya, all of them unknowing of their exact details. Robb frouned.
"She knows him, well in fact."
Catelyn interjected, anger lining her face. "Once as a boy, Elise would be a good partner for me,"
Elise smiled at her, but Robb did not like the both of them working against him. "I shall rephrase." A touch of an attitude in the King of the North's tone, "I'm not sending my unarmed baby sister to cause trouble." Frowning the red head looked up at him approaching closer. One hand clenched. "Have you forgotten we left the womb the same night?" Implying he was just as young and as inexperienced. "If you are my king brother, let me use my skills for you."
Catelyn looked between the two, the didn't fight often as babes, but they had their disputes. Often ending in forgiveness after some kind of spat. Seeing her daughters willingness to help, Catelynn rose a hand between the two of them. "We will go, and bring you Allies." Robb grumbled, knowing that even as a king, his mother word was more severe than any other.
With the dismissal of the king of the north, Elise headed to her tent, excitedly putting things together for the travel. Apparently she would be accompanied by one of her brothers promising soldiers. Sounded boring, many of the men here had seen far too much. Redwyyn made her way under the tents heavy material to look proudly at the other red head. A little dirty but a mission accomplished. Elise pulled the direwolf close getting dirt over her warm coat. She found herself in her bed dressing soon, heading to her bed with Redwynn pressed at her front, cuddling close.
The sun rose harshly, but Elise was woke early beforehand to be dressed in heavy and dark materials, but wrapped herself in a matching Stark banner green coat. She didn't always coordinate with her mother but this was a special occasion. Elise's unruly hair was flowing in the brisk wind as she exited her tent, Redwynn at her side sure too look for danger. Redwynn wasn't her only protection. She wasn't afraid to pull the dagger from her thigh or use her hands. After her fathers murder, and the disappearance of her sisters, Elise was glad that someone was coming with them. She was not like little Arya, skilled with sword and arrow. It was an admirable trait for the girl to have now that Elise looked at it.
Elise met with her mother at the front of camp a horse ready for her. Redwynn sniffed about as the woman was helped up to the steed. She was not much of a rider. She would have to stay calm for this, seeing s animals reacted to people it seemed. Her brother approached, seeminglysort as she sat atop the steed. "You two be safe."
"That's his duty after all, no worries brother." The blue eyed female looked to the young gentleman, a small smirk on her lips. Robb looked as if he was holding back a sound of distress, Catelyn beckoning Robb over to quiet it. She kissed him atop the head, squeezing his hand, Elise grinned at them shortly before he moved to her.
"Goodbye little sister."
"I'll see you again twin." She pointed out with a soft but sullen looking smile. Her heart ached at the thought of her being separated once again form a family member. Elise could not regret this decision, this was going to be her first adventure after all. They departed, Catelyn leading them as Elise stuck tot he side of Jonas, looking the man over. He didn't look much older than herself, maybe twenty at the most. What made him so well to defend herself and her mother.
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2016 11:29 pm
▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Jᴏɴᴀs Aʟʙᴇʀᴏɴ ↘↘ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪᴅᴅʟᴇʀ
███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Jonas had been seated around the campfire that evening, as he usually was, pulling the bow across his fiddle softly by the firelight. A few of the other soldiers sat with him, staring blankly into the red glow. "Alberon!" Called a voice from behind the male, causing him to stop his playing rather abruptly. The dark-haired male looked over his shoulder to see one of the guards from Robb Stark's tent beckoning to him from a few feet away. Jonas rose, fiddle tucked under his arm, and followed. They made their way to none other than the tent of the young King himself, and the scammer-turned-soldier found himself wondering what on earth Robb Stark could want with him directly. He wasn't exactly the most outgoing in battle, and had honestly thought himself to be completely off of the King of the North's radar altogether.
Despite this, Jonas shuffled into the tent behind the guard, who was quickly dismissed back to the doorway outside as the young King himself turned to address the other male. "Jonas Alberon." Jonas nodded, feeling a bit nervous under the eyes of the man who's army he had blindly joined. He knew that if there was ever a time to bite his tongue from nervous jokes, it would be now. "Yessir." The slightly older male replied, trying to sound as confident as he could, despite worrying about why he was there.
His worries were quickly dispelled, though, as King Stark continued on. "I have a job for you. Do you think that you're up to it?" He asked. Jonas quickly nodded. If the King was asking something directly of him, how could he refuse? "Of course. What would you have me do?" The male continued to feign confidence in himself, if only for the sake of Robb Stark thinking he might actually be competent. "I'm sending my mother and my sister out to speak with potential allies. I would like someone to go with them, for protection." Jonas could hide most immediate reactions, but he couldn't hide the surprise that crossed his face at the request. "Me, Your Majesty?" He knew he could hardly be qualified for keeping the company of the two women, let alone keep them safe. He could barely take care of himself. "Is that a problem?" Robb Stark asked sternly in return, raising an eyebrow at the other male. Jonas quickly shook his head. "No, of course not. I'll do as you ask." "Good. I trust that you will take good care of my family on their journey. That is all, Jonas Alberon. You will leave in the morning." Jonas nodded, and the flap of the tent was held open for him by the guard outside. He took that as his cue to leave, returning quickly to his own sleeping space. Still shocked that Robb Stark was asking him to watch over his own family, Jonas laid his fiddle down in the bag he carried it in, and laid down to try and get some sleep. Likely the journey would be long, and he would need it.
It had taken some time, but Jonas had finally fallen asleep, rising early with the sun. He took care to be sure he was ready exactly when Robb Stark had said that they would leave. Despite his personality, Jonas was worried about what messing up a direct order from the King would lead to. Especially one concerning the mother and sister. Therefore, he was prepared in heavy coat with his bags, including his fiddle bag hung snugly at his back. He was mounted on a horse at the front of the camp with Catelyn Stark when the sun had barely made it a few feet further than when it had risen. Now they only had to wait for the twin sister, and for the King himself to see them off. As they sat, he could have sworn that Catelyn Stark eyed him with skepticism more than once, though it was entirely possible that it was just his nerves.
It didn't take long for the twins to appear. The young redhead arrived with her wolf at her side shortly after Jonas and Catelyn, being helped onto her own horse. Then her brother, bidding his family be safe. Jonas sat awkwardly in the saddle, glancing up as Elise Stark smirked towards him. Trying to ease his own nerves, the male returned her smirk with a charming grin, putting his usual facade back on as best he could. He even tilted his head ever so slightly, as though he were tipping an invisible hat to her.
The family finished saying their goodbyes, the twins seeming particularly distraught about separating themselves from one another, but soon the time had come. They could not drag on the departure any longer, and Catelyn Stark began leading the way through the woods. Jonas had planned to stick to the rear of the group, so that he could keep an eye out while staying out of the way of the high status women. However, this plan was thwarted when the younger of the Stark women chose to stick closer to his side than ride on with her mother.
Noticing her gaze resting on him as they trotted along, Jonas tilted his head slightly to glance at her out of the corner of his eye. He offered another charming smile to the girl, trying to appear more confident than he felt. The sword at his side felt suddenly heavier than usual with the weight he now carried to bring the young King's family back unharmed. Jonas turned his attention forward once more, the smirk still stuck on his face. "If you'd like a moment to make a sketch, I'm sure I can hold still long enough." The male commented finally, poking fun at her staring.
︾ ⇛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: On the road again... ⇛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: The remaining Stark women... ⇛ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Not so confident, but trying not to show it...
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2016 8:42 pm
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xxxx❛ ELISE OF HOUSE STARK
xxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMING
This was already starting to be more interesting that Elise thought it would be. A handsome man at her side would always make things more enjoyable. His now scared wound drew her eye. He could have lost his head let alone his life if that had been no luckier. Often times Elise found herself admiring the war tone man, like the one before her. He was wiry in frame but he didn't look weak either. Surely no knight but he would do. "I'm afraid I am no artist atop this beast." She said with a shaky tone as the horse made its usual work of walking. "Maybe once I'm on solid ground I'll take you up on your offer." She tossed back, red hair whipping around in a gust of wind that brought goosebumps to her neck. 'Don't fear the hose don't fear the horse.' Chanted in her head, in the late Eddark Starks voice. He had taught her to ride after her begin him to, but alas she was so unsteady on one of the working animals it made her anxious. Her fathers words on repeat in her head made her more settled though, holding the reins a little tighter.
Feeling another gaze, Elise turned her head to see her mother not necessarily giving a scolding look, but a stern one, as if she was not to be bothering the boy. Possibly because she knew how she could get under peoples skins with how pestering she could be. Elise smiled at her, the woman returning her head forward. The red head went on to talk to the new encounter. "So, what may be the name of my escort for this short trip?" It was short compared to traveling all over the north, fighting the Lannister army. He was more interesting than the very old men her brother kept in his company. Other than Jamie Lannister of course. When bored, Elise would sneak over to talk to the man, whom she had very well liked upon first meeting in Winterfell. Of course until harm came to her family. She did no threatening through, that was her brothers job designation. Mostly, she kept him company when her brothers men weren't paying attention. He was a messed up fellow after all.
Feeling the wind chill her ears the girl pulled up her hood, rocking lightly on the horses back, feeling as if she might fall off, gripping onto the reins quickly in the possibility of falling. Her heart picked up as her horse took this as an initiative to pick up the pace. Elsie's eyes went a bit big as she pulled on the reins once more. Relax. She came to the pace everyone else was, "I am obviously a master of horse, bear with me." She warned, she would get the hang of it sooner or later.
"What part of the north of you from? I must know, they will have to teach me to ride." She asked, making conversation. Short as it was, the trip was still hours way. Unfortunate, but they would make it before noon. It's a good thing there are rest breaks, mostly for Elise though, she was a bit of a wimp. Traveling wasn't her thing. She enjoyed laying in her bed and reading or painting or sneaking to the kitchen to learn how to make dishes.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2016 12:13 am
▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Jᴏɴᴀs Aʟʙᴇʀᴏɴ ↘↘ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪᴅᴅʟᴇʀ
███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Jonas' lip twitched in a slight smile at the Stark girl's reply. It seemed that she at least wasn't so caught up in herself that she thought him unworthy of speaking to. Perhaps the trip wouldn't be so boring as he'd thought. He expected to simply ride at the back the entire journey, saying little to nothing, as he thought the high-status women would have no interest in even giving him the time of day, unless conflict should arise. Catelyn Stark still seemed rather of that mindset as she shot a look back at her daughter -- at least, that was what Jonas assumed. "I'm afraid you may not be much good at anything atop that beast." The male shot back with a small chuckle, noting her shaky tone and unsteady seating. She seemed quite nervous, and Jonas was sure the horse sensed this as well, however it was keeping fairly calm under the circumstances. The Stark girl had been lucky she had not ended up with a more rambunctious steed -- likely, it would have thrown her for her lack of confidence by now.
After a brief exchange between the redhead and the mother, the younger of the girls went on to continue the conversation, asking for his name. He had to admit, it caught him off guard for a moment, but the male quickly recovered his teasing tone. "Jonas, Milady... And although I'm sure I already know yours, would you be so kind as to humor me?" He returned the question, simply playing games. Of course he knew who she was -- it would be almost impossible to live in the North, let alone be a part of Robb Stark's army, and not know who she was. Even if he didn't, the red hair would surely give the girl away as a member of the family.
As they continued on, the wind seemed to grow colder. Jonas ignored the chill, his face feeling rather numb at this point, and his thick hair covering his ears as best it could. He noticed that Elise was feeling it as well, as she pulled up her hood for warmth. He also noticed that the simple action caused her to seem even more unsteady than she already had been on her horse. Her following comments made it clear that she was under no disillusions to the contrary. Jonas smirked again as she moved forward a bit, now matching the pace that he and Catelyn were riding at. "I don't know that you would find many good teachers where I come from. Though I'm sure any of the men in camp would be glad to show you some things." Jonas raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering how Elise would take the comment. As much as it was a joke, it was also quite true, and if there were any doubt all it would take was a word from their Northern King and Jonas was sure they would be flocking to give her lessons.
Jonas had no real training with a horse himself. He had stolen one, once, while trying to make a quick get away, and had been forced to hold on and stay on. He had gotten better since then, of course. Still, almost all of his skill with a horse came from watching the soldiers around him, and the fact that he had no fear of the creature. There were quite a few things that Jonas had been forced to teach himself in his travels, seeing as his father had never been much of a father when he was small.
After a moment, Jonas spoke again, realizing that he had not been given too much information on the subject. Not that it was any of his business, but he was curious. "Where exactly are we headed? If I am allowed to know, that is. I'm afraid I was not given much information on the subject of this... excursion. Other than to make sure nothing happens to the two of you." Jonas explained, taking on a slightly more serious tone. He really did want to know what exactly they were doing out here on their own. Especially with all of the people that were out to get the Stark family.
︾ ⇛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: On the road again... ⇛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: The remaining Stark women... ⇛ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Feeling more and more confident with each comment...
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2016 4:50 pm
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xxxx❛ ELISE OF HOUSE STARK
xxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMINGxxxxxxWINTER IS COMING
The eldest Stark girl knew that women in her day would know no glory, so she seen herself much like the pawns of her brothers army. At least they could fight for themselves, where as Elise was a talented with a sword as Arya was good with a sewing needle. Terrible. She remembered the girl fondly, Elise never pressured her to do girly things, Catelyn stressed herself out doing that, Elise would much rather watch her shoot arrows. She was rather good at it. Even at her age, Elise could see her fighting along side Robb. Her whereabouts though, were still unknown. Her heart ached for her sisters, even the b*****d Jon Snow. Family was very important in times like these. Speaking of family, Her mother was sure to try and push her on Sir Lauris, the available bachelor on seen. Elise was far too outgoing for many mens tastes or too wild for them to handle. She loved to talk to men, and women alike, but it seemed that she would be unfaithful to most because of her attitude. Which was not true, she just hadn't found a man that she would actually want to keep her warm at night. She was called the Beast from time to time, usually by her sweet mother. That's why Sansa was given to Joffery to become queen. Elise did not seek a throne, merely fun and a companion. "I can say I fully agree, I am quite inexperienced." Which was obvious, bless her brother for finding a horse to put up with her, and one that was comfortable with a red wolf walking beside it. She smiled in reply to his chuckle, it was a token of a blessing a happy soldier. Good for moral.
Catelyn was of course irked by her daughters carelessness, she spoke to all sorts of men, dangerous or not. Jonas of course was one of her son's men, so she knew any ill will he had would be snooped out by her men. Either way, mother Stark knew she couldn't do much, retaliation with the wild child usually proved to be worse off than just letting her do what she wanted. Elise was spoiled.
Jonas tickled her fancy, playing coy ad asking for her name. The female grinned under her hood. "I'd love to." She sat up a little taller, not that her back wasn't straight just that saddles were uncomfortable, and took look around as if no one could know. "Elise of House Stark." A finger graced her lips, as if it were there secret. Even living in the natural cold of the north but she had the heart of a summer child. Winter was coming, and she was sure it would be brutal. She worried for the male, surely at this rate his nose would become red. If he was bothered, he wasn't showing it very well. Men were very good at hiding things, like emotions. She didn't understand that at all. "We're headed to the Baratheons, my mother and Brother seek and alliance with the stags." Both in war and marriage. Though it would technically be house Tyrell she should be seeking approval of. Not that Elise was going to go out of her way to make eyes with a man she had never met before. It did not interest her in any way.
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