Keran
They approached the village silently. The first two village they had visited had been abandoned. Keran hoped this one wouldn’t be. … moreThey had to find wildlings, empty villages couldn’t tell anything about Raymun Redbeard. He leaded and Rambton, Ramsay and Edric followed him close behind. Rambton had been himself the whole trip, telling his cynical jokes now and then. Ramsay had mostly been silent, but he was the most experienced of them as a ranger and gave good advicing. Edric was the hardest of them to understand. He seemed to be well-mannered, listened to Keran’s orders and hadn’t given any problems so far. But something in him told that he wasn’t happy taking orders from someone like Keran. And almost everything he ever talked about was killing wildlings. This mission wasn’t about killing wildlings.
It was evening, the sun had almost set. They finally saw the village. It wasn’t a big one, four small houses and a small yard in th… [view original content]
Great stuff..I think you should send them both back to the Wall. I have a feeling a private chat with the commander will do Edric some good. and Leave everyone alive but leave them be, taking the girl is a risk.
By the way, I got something to add to a character seeing as the guy was already introduced , it's not too late to send you a PM about it right?
And also if anyone thinks there is something out of character in someone you have submitted, just pm me so I can possibly make some changes to my writing of that character.
Great stuff..I think you should send them both back to the Wall. I have a feeling a private chat with the commander will do Edric some good.… more and Leave everyone alive but leave them be, taking the girl is a risk.
By the way, I got something to add to a character seeing as the guy was already introduced , it's not too late to send you a PM about it right?
Keran
They approached the village silently. The first two village they had visited had been abandoned. Keran hoped this one wouldn’t be. … moreThey had to find wildlings, empty villages couldn’t tell anything about Raymun Redbeard. He leaded and Rambton, Ramsay and Edric followed him close behind. Rambton had been himself the whole trip, telling his cynical jokes now and then. Ramsay had mostly been silent, but he was the most experienced of them as a ranger and gave good advicing. Edric was the hardest of them to understand. He seemed to be well-mannered, listened to Keran’s orders and hadn’t given any problems so far. But something in him told that he wasn’t happy taking orders from someone like Keran. And almost everything he ever talked about was killing wildlings. This mission wasn’t about killing wildlings.
It was evening, the sun had almost set. They finally saw the village. It wasn’t a big one, four small houses and a small yard in th… [view original content]
Keran
They approached the village silently. The first two village they had visited had been abandoned. Keran hoped this one wouldn’t be. … moreThey had to find wildlings, empty villages couldn’t tell anything about Raymun Redbeard. He leaded and Rambton, Ramsay and Edric followed him close behind. Rambton had been himself the whole trip, telling his cynical jokes now and then. Ramsay had mostly been silent, but he was the most experienced of them as a ranger and gave good advicing. Edric was the hardest of them to understand. He seemed to be well-mannered, listened to Keran’s orders and hadn’t given any problems so far. But something in him told that he wasn’t happy taking orders from someone like Keran. And almost everything he ever talked about was killing wildlings. This mission wasn’t about killing wildlings.
It was evening, the sun had almost set. They finally saw the village. It wasn’t a big one, four small houses and a small yard in th… [view original content]
I'm not sure if I misunderstood your post or if you misunderstood the choice but in the second choice we are talking about the wildlings in that village, the one man and three women, and Maya is not there so Rumak is also very much alive. You can ofc change your choice if this makes you change your mind.
[Send them both back to the Wall]
Edric is an a-hole and Ramsay is injured.
[Leave everyone alive]
Well, since there's Maya there, I won't kill my character...After Rumak's brutal death...
I'm not sure if I misunderstood your post or if you misunderstood the choice but in the second choice we are talking about the wildlings in … morethat village, the one man and three women, and Maya is not there so Rumak is also very much alive. You can ofc change your choice if this makes you change your mind.
[Send them both back to the Wall]
Edric is a goddamn idiot. And Ramsay's injury could prevent him from being useful. I also don't trust him for name reasons
[Leave everyone alive and take the girl with you]
Keran as the leader of the mission will send Edric Mormont and Ramsay Derran back to Castle Black. He will also decide to leave all those wildlings alive but take the girl with him.
And in the next comment comes the next part, which will take place somewhere in the northern Haunted Forest...
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. Maya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them anywhere. Rumak had said that they just needed to continue to the north, deeper in to Hornfoot lands. Maya had started to question inside her head if this was right but they just couldn’t turn around. It would mean that they had forgiven Harg for what he did and if Maya knew anything it was that she would never forgive. She would avenge Torgon, she would kill the scar faced shit and throw his head in to the Shivering Sea. She sighed, wondering where was their king now. The days were hard, they couldn’t just focus on searching, they also had to keep themselves alive. Right now Rumak was hunting, had been for a while.
It was already dark and even the moon wasn’t giving any light tonight. Rumak should come back soon. Maya could hear wolves howling somewhere in the forest. In the nights the Haunted Forest truly lived up to its name. As Maya started to yawn she saw something in the darkness. Two yellow eyes staring at her. Whatever looked at her noticed that Maya had seen it. The yellow eyes vanished from the dark like a ghost. Maya stood up and started to sneak closer to where she had seen those eyes. It was so silent. She heard her own breathing, felt the heart in her chest. She took out her blade. And then she saw it. A huge direwolf with yellow eyes stood about 20 feet away from her, staring at her. The direwolf started to growl.
“Don’t hurt her Visenya.” Voice of a sweet girl said behind Maya’s back. Maya turned around quickly and saw a young girl holding an axe. The girl was quite beautiful and she had a short brown hair.
“Are you a Hornfoot?” Maya asked without knowing what else to say. She took a short look behind just to make sure the direwolf wasn’t about to attack her.
“Am I barefooted?” The girl asked with a sweet smile on her face. She wasn’t barefooted. Who is this girl?
“Then what are you? A Thenn?” Maya said, still keeping her blade up. The direwolf walked past her, to the girl. The beast was much larger than the girl, but the girl just gave it a gentle stroke and it calmly laid down to the ground.
“I don’t belong to any clan. I was born south of the Wall.” The girl said.
“So was I.” Maya said quietly. “Who are you?”
“I’m no-one. But the name given to me when I was born is Elissa Mongrow. Who are you?” The girl’s words had all the sweetness in the world and Maya had to smile.
“I’m Maya… Nice direwolf, are you a warg?” she asked.
“Yes, I and Visenya are one. She is named after a dragon queen. I would like to see a dragon.” Elissa said with excitement in her words. Maya let out a small laugh.
“I guess it would be pretty nice…”
“Who is that girl?” Rumak’s words were as hard as iron.
“I’m no-one. But you can call me Elissa. And my direwolf is Visenya.” Elissa said to Rumak, smiling her sweet smile. Rumak asked if she was a Hornfoot or Nightrunner or Thenn and got the same answer as Maya.
“And how old are you girl? Where are your parents?” Rumak asked scratching his head.
“I’m 14… And I don’t have parents, only Visenya.” Elissa answered. Rumak clearly didn’t know what to think and walked back to where their campfire had been and dropped down the rabbits he had hunted.
“What are you doing here?” Elissa asked Maya with a carefree tone. “Are you looking for something?”
“We are looking for Harg the Scarface… He killed our friend and we would like to… Change a couple of words with him.” Maya said looking at Rumak who was skinning the rabbits.
“I know where he is. I could take you there.” The girl said, as joyful as ever. Rumak and Maya looked at each other and then Elissa.
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
[Send her away] It's a trap! She could be some sort of spy for all we know. Liking the story so far. I just noticed it on the main page and decided to have a gander.
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Just submitted a group of characters. I hope you like them. The story is seeming very well. I have grown rather interested and excited what may happen next.
Keran
They approached the village silently. The first two village they had visited had been abandoned. Keran hoped this one wouldn’t be. … moreThey had to find wildlings, empty villages couldn’t tell anything about Raymun Redbeard. He leaded and Rambton, Ramsay and Edric followed him close behind. Rambton had been himself the whole trip, telling his cynical jokes now and then. Ramsay had mostly been silent, but he was the most experienced of them as a ranger and gave good advicing. Edric was the hardest of them to understand. He seemed to be well-mannered, listened to Keran’s orders and hadn’t given any problems so far. But something in him told that he wasn’t happy taking orders from someone like Keran. And almost everything he ever talked about was killing wildlings. This mission wasn’t about killing wildlings.
It was evening, the sun had almost set. They finally saw the village. It wasn’t a big one, four small houses and a small yard in th… [view original content]
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. M… moreaya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them… [view original content]
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets and kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that name didn’t really mean anything here. One mistake. Only once had he been too slow and now he was here.
“What do you think, Robett?” The Lord Commander asked with a calm tone. He wasn’t serious, he almost never was, but neither was he the usual, well, Jolly Jack.
“What do I think about what, Lord Commander?” Robett asked.
“The wildlings… Raymun Redbeard… The news, that Ramsay brought with him.” Jack Musgood spoke with a pensive voice and Robett wasn’t sure if he really was supposed to give his opinion. He wasn’t sure if he even had an opinion. Maester Jon saved him with his arrival. Maester was 67 years old, already starting to lose his sight and he moved everywhere with the his two personal stewards, Cruz and Dom. Cruz looked at Robett but turned away his look quickly. Robett knew Cruz, they were both from Flea Bottom. Cruz was probably the oddest sight in Castle Black. He looked like a girl. Robett knew that Cruz had been working in a tavern as a wench in Flea Bottom but he had no idea what had got him up here. He could only imagine what this place would be for someone like him.
“Take a seat Jon.” Jack said looking jollier again. “Robett, fetch us some wine.” And Robett obeyed, he was happy that Lord Commander had chosen him as his personal steward and didn’t want to disappoint him. His whole childhood he had been spitting on rules, avoiding orders, but here it was really best just to do what was told. And Jolly Jack was a fair man; Robett had no problem taking orders from him.
“So maester Jon, you’ve heard the news… Does this change your opinion on what we should do?” Jack asked as Robett pour them their wine.
“Certainly, Jack. We must be cautious with the wildlings; we always must, and now even more. However it still doesn’t change the fact that it is more likely for this Raymun to fail with uniting the clans than to succeed.” The maester spoke with slow and gentle tone. “And even if he does succeed it will be years before he is ready to attack. And the Starks with all the power of the North will help if someday the wildlings decide to attack.”
“We can’t rely on that! At the moment Dagon Greyjoy’s rebellion is causing trouble at the North, what if there comes even bigger war that the Starks take part in? Then they aren’t here to help us.” Jack said intensively and drunk his wine. Pour more. Robett had learned what to do and when without Lord Commander always having to give the orders.
“The North rarely takes part in the wars of south and Dagon will be just another failed rebellion.” Jon said softly. “I understand your concern Jack, I truly do, but the wisest thing we can do is to wait. Trying to murder this wildling king in his own lands is nearly impossible, that is not the way to deal with these kinds of problems. The way is the Wall. That is the strength of the Night’s Watch. We must concentrate on defending the Wall, and if we can do that, nothing beyond it is a threat to the Seven Kingdoms.”
“So you say we shouldn’t do anything?” Lord Commander said sounding a little impatient.
“No dear Jack that was not what I said.” The maester answered with a kind smile on his face. “We must focus on being ready to defend the Wall, we must keep lord Barth Stark informed. It would also be good if we could get more men here.”
“You could just as well ask me to turn this into the finest wine of the kingdoms!” Jolly Jack said letting out a little laugh and drunk his cup empty again. Robett poured more again; maester Jon hadn’t even finished his first cup.
“I’m sorry Jack, but this is what the Night’s Watch is these days. Even if we could outnumber the wildling army it would be dangerous move to attack their lands, and we certainly do not outnumber them.” Jon spoke with slow and gentle words.
“I know. It’s just depressing sometimes, what we are.” Jack said looking at the table.
“What is this sorcery? Something is depressing the Jolly Jack!” The maester yelled with a happy smile on his face. Jack kept looking at the table and started laughing.
“You know Jon, I’m not sure why I ever got that nickname but I’m thankful to whoever gave it to me. It reminds me to enjoy the life no matter how cold and depressing it ever gets here.” Jack said with a warm little smile on his face.
“Robett, I’ll talk with maester Jon a while longer but could you please get that damn Mormont boy here. I’ll need to have a little conversation with him.” Lord Commander spoke softly but Robett understood it was a command.
“Of course, Lord Commander, I’ll go immediately.”
-
Edric Mormont had his room in Hardin’s tower, being the only one who slept there. Hardin’s tower was not in a good shape but apparently Edric wanted to be alone. As Robett walked down the stairs from the Lord Commander’s tower he saw two probably most annoying people in Castle Black. Both of them being in their early twenties, the other one was a skinny man with long black hair and small grey eyes and the other big and strong with shorter black hair and face like an anvil.
“Oy, Weasel! You been suckin’ the Jolly Jack’s cock lately?” Devyn, the skinny one, yelled and “Small” Marsh, the big one, started to laugh. Robett tried to ignore them and keep going but Devyn stepped right into his way.
“I asked you a question little boy. Or are you fuckin’ deaf?” Devyn said with a threatening tone.
“I have orders from the Lord Commander, I don’t have time for you.” Robett said trying to sound as convincing as he could. Devyn looked at Small Marsh and gave him a small nod. Marsh took a step closer and before Robett could do anything he was punched to the ground. As Robett was lying in the ground Devyn took out his knife.
“I’ve killed 50 people with this knife, boy.” He said almost whispering.
“Yeah… right…” Robett said and fought off the pain in his head. Devyn didn’t like what he heard and put the knife to Robett’s throat.
“Be very careful Weasel, you don’t want to say the wrong words…”
“What in seven hells is going on here?” Someone shouted with a raspy voice and Devyn got up quickly. Robett raised his head and saw Ramsay Derran. He was a scary looking man, with his missing arm, grey hair and red eyes.
“Oh, look at the cripple! Just get the fuck away, we were having a little conversation with Weasel.” Devyn said.
“Yeah, go away cripple!” Small Marsh shouted. Ramsay Derran took out his sword.
“Perhaps I should give you two a little lesson.” Ramsay said with quiet and dangerous tone.
This was not good, Robbet pushed himself back to feet and saw Devyn and Small Marsh getting closer to Ramsay, ready to fight.
Robett
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets … moreand kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that… [view original content]
Robett
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets … moreand kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that… [view original content]
[Try to calm them down] Ramsay is already injured, plus he is missing a arm. I don't want him to get even more hurt. Oh also, how did you like my characters WildlingKing?
Robett
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets … moreand kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that… [view original content]
[Try to calm them down] Ramsay is already injured, plus he is missing a arm. I don't want him to get even more hurt. Oh also, how did you like my characters WildlingKing?
Cool. The Wall storyline has so far been one of my favorites in the books. I am interested to see how much of a royal fail Rayum is if I recall correctly.
Robett
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets … moreand kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that… [view original content]
Comments
[Send them both back to the wall]
[Leave everyone alive and take the girl with you]
I guess we all think the same. Great part.
Wow, great chapter!
I have same opinion as others, so:
[Send them both back to the Wall]
[Leave everyone alive and take the girl with you]
Great stuff..I think you should send them both back to the Wall. I have a feeling a private chat with the commander will do Edric some good. and Leave everyone alive but leave them be, taking the girl is a risk.
By the way, I got something to add to a character seeing as the guy was already introduced , it's not too late to send you a PM about it right?
sent the comment twice for some reason
No problem, pm me.
And also if anyone thinks there is something out of character in someone you have submitted, just pm me so I can possibly make some changes to my writing of that character.
[Send them both back to the Wall]
Edric is an a-hole and Ramsay is injured.
[Leave everyone alive]
Well, since there's Maya there, I won't kill my character...After Rumak's brutal death...
[Send them both back to the Wall]
Edric is a goddamn idiot. And Ramsay's injury could prevent him from being useful. I also don't trust him for name reasons
[Leave everyone alive and take the girl with you]
I'm not sure if I misunderstood your post or if you misunderstood the choice but in the second choice we are talking about the wildlings in that village, the one man and three women, and Maya is not there so Rumak is also very much alive. You can ofc change your choice if this makes you change your mind.
oh
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ok
i misunderstood you then
rekt
Haha yeah I bet it was the beard thing that made you think it was Rumak?
sry for that didn't come to my mind that it could make some confusion 
Yeah, it was the fact that a black-bearded man was there with a girl. I immediately thought of my characters.
Sorry for my mistake xD
[Send them both back to the Wall] cause Edric is an ass and Ramsay is injured
[Leave everyone alive and take the girl with you]
The voting is closed and it was a clear one.
Keran as the leader of the mission will send Edric Mormont and Ramsay Derran back to Castle Black. He will also decide to leave all those wildlings alive but take the girl with him.
And in the next comment comes the next part, which will take place somewhere in the northern Haunted Forest...
Maya
It had been two days after they had found Torgon’s body. Those shitheads had left the body rot there in the middle of the forest. Maya and Rumak had burned it. The anger in Rumak’s eyes could have been seen by a blind man when they watched the fire burn Torgon away. From that moment on Maya was sure that Rumak had come with her for revenge, not just to look after her. For Maya Rumak was always the caring and loving father figure but she knew the other side of him as well. Deep inside Rumak was a bloodthirsty killer, he didn’t let go those who had wronged him. He made them pay. Maya had learned a lot from Rumak, she had grown up under his protection, they saw the world the same way. Murder of Torgon was Harg the Scarface’s work and they would make him pay for it.
The only problem was that after Maya and Rumak had found Torgon they had not really found anything else. They had tried to follow some traces first but it didn’t lead them anywhere. Rumak had said that they just needed to continue to the north, deeper in to Hornfoot lands. Maya had started to question inside her head if this was right but they just couldn’t turn around. It would mean that they had forgiven Harg for what he did and if Maya knew anything it was that she would never forgive. She would avenge Torgon, she would kill the scar faced shit and throw his head in to the Shivering Sea. She sighed, wondering where was their king now. The days were hard, they couldn’t just focus on searching, they also had to keep themselves alive. Right now Rumak was hunting, had been for a while.
It was already dark and even the moon wasn’t giving any light tonight. Rumak should come back soon. Maya could hear wolves howling somewhere in the forest. In the nights the Haunted Forest truly lived up to its name. As Maya started to yawn she saw something in the darkness. Two yellow eyes staring at her. Whatever looked at her noticed that Maya had seen it. The yellow eyes vanished from the dark like a ghost. Maya stood up and started to sneak closer to where she had seen those eyes. It was so silent. She heard her own breathing, felt the heart in her chest. She took out her blade. And then she saw it. A huge direwolf with yellow eyes stood about 20 feet away from her, staring at her. The direwolf started to growl.
“Don’t hurt her Visenya.” Voice of a sweet girl said behind Maya’s back. Maya turned around quickly and saw a young girl holding an axe. The girl was quite beautiful and she had a short brown hair.
“Are you a Hornfoot?” Maya asked without knowing what else to say. She took a short look behind just to make sure the direwolf wasn’t about to attack her.
“Am I barefooted?” The girl asked with a sweet smile on her face. She wasn’t barefooted. Who is this girl?
“Then what are you? A Thenn?” Maya said, still keeping her blade up. The direwolf walked past her, to the girl. The beast was much larger than the girl, but the girl just gave it a gentle stroke and it calmly laid down to the ground.
“I don’t belong to any clan. I was born south of the Wall.” The girl said.
“So was I.” Maya said quietly. “Who are you?”
“I’m no-one. But the name given to me when I was born is Elissa Mongrow. Who are you?” The girl’s words had all the sweetness in the world and Maya had to smile.
“I’m Maya… Nice direwolf, are you a warg?” she asked.
“Yes, I and Visenya are one. She is named after a dragon queen. I would like to see a dragon.” Elissa said with excitement in her words. Maya let out a small laugh.
“I guess it would be pretty nice…”
“Who is that girl?” Rumak’s words were as hard as iron.
“I’m no-one. But you can call me Elissa. And my direwolf is Visenya.” Elissa said to Rumak, smiling her sweet smile. Rumak asked if she was a Hornfoot or Nightrunner or Thenn and got the same answer as Maya.
“And how old are you girl? Where are your parents?” Rumak asked scratching his head.
“I’m 14… And I don’t have parents, only Visenya.” Elissa answered. Rumak clearly didn’t know what to think and walked back to where their campfire had been and dropped down the rabbits he had hunted.
“What are you doing here?” Elissa asked Maya with a carefree tone. “Are you looking for something?”
“We are looking for Harg the Scarface… He killed our friend and we would like to… Change a couple of words with him.” Maya said looking at Rumak who was skinning the rabbits.
“I know where he is. I could take you there.” The girl said, as joyful as ever. Rumak and Maya looked at each other and then Elissa.
[Trust the girl] [Send her away]
[Trust the girl]
Awesome Chapter!!!
[Trust the girl]
[Trust the girl]
I submitted a character. Also, Nice work on this!
interesting stuff there..I say Trust the girl because I want to learn more about her
[Trust the girl]
Hmm, interesting. If she really knows where Harg is...It's always nice to try, right?
[Trust the girl]
[Trust the girl] but be careful !
Also, nice work on Elissa!
[Send her away] It's a trap! She could be some sort of spy for all we know. Liking the story so far. I just noticed it on the main page and decided to have a gander.
Just submitted a group of characters. I hope you like them. The story is seeming very well. I have grown rather interested and excited what may happen next.
[Send them both back to the Wall] I shouldn't have voted to allow that little shit to come.
[Leave everyone alive] I think I'm going to vote this Keran guy as the merciful person who can see things from the others' point of view.
Edit: I really need to check if the voting is closed before I vote![:\](https://community.telltale.com/resources/emoji/confused.png ":\")
[Trust the girl]
The voting is closed
Maya will decide that they should trust Elissa.
The next part comes soon, and we will be visiting Castle Black again.
Robett
Lord Commander’s tower. That was his place. Well, that was where he did his job. He served Jolly Jack’s meals, changed his sheets and kept the fire burning in his chambers. Just a year ago he had been stuck in the cells of the Red Keep, well for a fortnight at least. When the brother in black had approached him and offered a chance to take the black he couldn’t imagine what kind of place the Wall would be. Growing up in Flea Bottom he hadn’t heard that much from the Wall, only that it was somewhere far away in a cold place where the Seven Kingdoms ended. And when he saw it the first time he had to admit it was amazing. However that changed quickly. It was always cold and dark and everywhere he looked there were men who were chained to live here for the rest of their lives. And he was now one of them. In Flea Bottom he had been one of the orphans, one of the best pickpockets. He had been the Weasel. Well he was still Weasel, but that name didn’t really mean anything here. One mistake. Only once had he been too slow and now he was here.
“What do you think, Robett?” The Lord Commander asked with a calm tone. He wasn’t serious, he almost never was, but neither was he the usual, well, Jolly Jack.
“What do I think about what, Lord Commander?” Robett asked.
“The wildlings… Raymun Redbeard… The news, that Ramsay brought with him.” Jack Musgood spoke with a pensive voice and Robett wasn’t sure if he really was supposed to give his opinion. He wasn’t sure if he even had an opinion. Maester Jon saved him with his arrival. Maester was 67 years old, already starting to lose his sight and he moved everywhere with the his two personal stewards, Cruz and Dom. Cruz looked at Robett but turned away his look quickly. Robett knew Cruz, they were both from Flea Bottom. Cruz was probably the oddest sight in Castle Black. He looked like a girl. Robett knew that Cruz had been working in a tavern as a wench in Flea Bottom but he had no idea what had got him up here. He could only imagine what this place would be for someone like him.
“Take a seat Jon.” Jack said looking jollier again. “Robett, fetch us some wine.” And Robett obeyed, he was happy that Lord Commander had chosen him as his personal steward and didn’t want to disappoint him. His whole childhood he had been spitting on rules, avoiding orders, but here it was really best just to do what was told. And Jolly Jack was a fair man; Robett had no problem taking orders from him.
“So maester Jon, you’ve heard the news… Does this change your opinion on what we should do?” Jack asked as Robett pour them their wine.
“Certainly, Jack. We must be cautious with the wildlings; we always must, and now even more. However it still doesn’t change the fact that it is more likely for this Raymun to fail with uniting the clans than to succeed.” The maester spoke with slow and gentle tone. “And even if he does succeed it will be years before he is ready to attack. And the Starks with all the power of the North will help if someday the wildlings decide to attack.”
“We can’t rely on that! At the moment Dagon Greyjoy’s rebellion is causing trouble at the North, what if there comes even bigger war that the Starks take part in? Then they aren’t here to help us.” Jack said intensively and drunk his wine. Pour more. Robett had learned what to do and when without Lord Commander always having to give the orders.
“The North rarely takes part in the wars of south and Dagon will be just another failed rebellion.” Jon said softly. “I understand your concern Jack, I truly do, but the wisest thing we can do is to wait. Trying to murder this wildling king in his own lands is nearly impossible, that is not the way to deal with these kinds of problems. The way is the Wall. That is the strength of the Night’s Watch. We must concentrate on defending the Wall, and if we can do that, nothing beyond it is a threat to the Seven Kingdoms.”
“So you say we shouldn’t do anything?” Lord Commander said sounding a little impatient.
“No dear Jack that was not what I said.” The maester answered with a kind smile on his face. “We must focus on being ready to defend the Wall, we must keep lord Barth Stark informed. It would also be good if we could get more men here.”
“You could just as well ask me to turn this into the finest wine of the kingdoms!” Jolly Jack said letting out a little laugh and drunk his cup empty again. Robett poured more again; maester Jon hadn’t even finished his first cup.
“I’m sorry Jack, but this is what the Night’s Watch is these days. Even if we could outnumber the wildling army it would be dangerous move to attack their lands, and we certainly do not outnumber them.” Jon spoke with slow and gentle words.
“I know. It’s just depressing sometimes, what we are.” Jack said looking at the table.
“What is this sorcery? Something is depressing the Jolly Jack!” The maester yelled with a happy smile on his face. Jack kept looking at the table and started laughing.
“You know Jon, I’m not sure why I ever got that nickname but I’m thankful to whoever gave it to me. It reminds me to enjoy the life no matter how cold and depressing it ever gets here.” Jack said with a warm little smile on his face.
“Robett, I’ll talk with maester Jon a while longer but could you please get that damn Mormont boy here. I’ll need to have a little conversation with him.” Lord Commander spoke softly but Robett understood it was a command.
“Of course, Lord Commander, I’ll go immediately.”
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Edric Mormont had his room in Hardin’s tower, being the only one who slept there. Hardin’s tower was not in a good shape but apparently Edric wanted to be alone. As Robett walked down the stairs from the Lord Commander’s tower he saw two probably most annoying people in Castle Black. Both of them being in their early twenties, the other one was a skinny man with long black hair and small grey eyes and the other big and strong with shorter black hair and face like an anvil.
“Oy, Weasel! You been suckin’ the Jolly Jack’s cock lately?” Devyn, the skinny one, yelled and “Small” Marsh, the big one, started to laugh. Robett tried to ignore them and keep going but Devyn stepped right into his way.
“I asked you a question little boy. Or are you fuckin’ deaf?” Devyn said with a threatening tone.
“I have orders from the Lord Commander, I don’t have time for you.” Robett said trying to sound as convincing as he could. Devyn looked at Small Marsh and gave him a small nod. Marsh took a step closer and before Robett could do anything he was punched to the ground. As Robett was lying in the ground Devyn took out his knife.
“I’ve killed 50 people with this knife, boy.” He said almost whispering.
“Yeah… right…” Robett said and fought off the pain in his head. Devyn didn’t like what he heard and put the knife to Robett’s throat.
“Be very careful Weasel, you don’t want to say the wrong words…”
“What in seven hells is going on here?” Someone shouted with a raspy voice and Devyn got up quickly. Robett raised his head and saw Ramsay Derran. He was a scary looking man, with his missing arm, grey hair and red eyes.
“Oh, look at the cripple! Just get the fuck away, we were having a little conversation with Weasel.” Devyn said.
“Yeah, go away cripple!” Small Marsh shouted. Ramsay Derran took out his sword.
“Perhaps I should give you two a little lesson.” Ramsay said with quiet and dangerous tone.
This was not good, Robbet pushed himself back to feet and saw Devyn and Small Marsh getting closer to Ramsay, ready to fight.
[Try to calm them down] [Let them fight]
[Try to calm them down]
Very great as always! I like these newly introduced Night's Watchmen
[Let them fight]
Awesome Chapter!!!!
Very good chapter!
[Try to calm them down] but I don't think it will help...unless some officer will stop them they'll probably fight anyway
And big thanks to you for these two a-holes, Night's Watch really needs that kind of characters
[Try to calm them down] Ramsay is already injured, plus he is missing a arm. I don't want him to get even more hurt. Oh also, how did you like my characters WildlingKing?
Very good and interesting characters, thanks for submitting them! I'd say they will most likely be introduced in the second chapter
Cool. The Wall storyline has so far been one of my favorites in the books. I am interested to see how much of a royal fail Rayum is if I recall correctly.
In the wise words of Ken Watanabe... [Let them fight...]
Lol that comment sounded very sarcastic on the first time through and I had to do a double take :P
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