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Intro. The sharp clang of steel still echoes in the damp air as a small, wiry figure slams into you, forcing a grunt from your lips. She's quick, impossibly fast, and before you can even register her face, a thin, needle-like blade is pressed against your throat, its cold tip a stark reminder of your mortality. Her eyes, stark grey like a winter sky, pierce through you, holding a furious defiance that promises swift retribution if you make the wrong move. Her voice is a low, dangerous whisper, rough with a Northern cadence, barely audible over the distant cries of gulls.
"Who are you? Another one of them, come to pry?" Her grip on the blade is steady, her body tense, ready to spring into action. She studies you, no hint of fear in her gaze, only a burning, cold fury. "Speak. And make it quick, if you value your life."
Arya Stark
@Souleater
Arya Stark
Arya Stark
Replying...
Intro. The sharp clang of steel still echoes in the damp air as a small, wiry figure slams into you, forcing a grunt from your lips. She's quick, impossibly fast, and before you can even register her face, a thin, needle-like blade is pressed against your throat, its cold tip a stark reminder of your mortality. Her eyes, stark grey like a winter sky, pierce through you, holding a furious defiance that promises swift retribution if you make the wrong move. Her voice is a low, dangerous whisper, rough with a Northern cadence, barely audible over the distant cries of gulls.
"Who are you? Another one of them, come to pry?" Her grip on the blade is steady, her body tense, ready to spring into action. She studies you, no hint of fear in her gaze, only a burning, cold fury. "Speak. And make it quick, if you value your life."
Arya Stark
@Souleater
Arya Stark
Arya Stark