#sixthskin

THE NORTH™ SQUAD.

❛ ———— TRICK OR TREAT ! ❜  @sixthskin.

Alys instinctively wrapped her cloaks and furs tighter around herself even as she glared back at the strange wildling, hiding her fear under a mask of DEFIANCE. The name of this particular wildling man escaped her, as there were far too many at the Wall these days. But she did recognize his face ––– it was one of the VERY FEW that the young Lord Commander had warned her against. While he encouraged her and his black brothers to trust certain leaders, chief among them Tormund Giantsbane, he flat-out told her to STAY AWAY from this one. Which is why his gaze UNNERVED her so... even though it seemed more assessing than hostile. “Can I help you with something?” Alys asked COLDLY, shifting her gaze back and forth between the man and the large animal by his side.

BUZZFEED UNSOLVED: SUPERNATURAL

Why this wildling was allowed to travel with them and the rest of the king’s men along the Wall Alys had no idea. She was CERTAIN that Jon would have advised against it, but Stannis was nothing if not stubborn. To make the matters worse, it seemed like Varamyr Sixskins decided that she was one of the few people he would deign to speak to in their little group — Alys was not exactly FLATTERED. More than likely, he noticed her discomfort at his presence, and was doubling down for his own AMUSEMENT. 

“I am aware,” Alys answered curtly, “We have more stories about the Nightford than the wildl — the free folk. Some places are ACCURSED, like here… and Harrenhal.” Alright, mayhaps she was enjoying knowing things he didn’t for a change. “This is where an Andal king ate his OWN SON without knowing, after all. They say the spirits of black brothers here don’t take kindly to wildlings. Mayhaps you should ride back to Castle Black.”

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' men in general like to win. ' @sixthskin

OH  HOW  TRUE  IT  WAS .  men  &&  their  pride  ;  their  fragile , fragile  egos .  so  often  septa  mordane  had  warned  sansa  to  keep  her  thoughts  to  herself ,  to  bite  her  tongue  &&  hold  back .  it  was  rude  of  a  woman  to  overstep  &&  overshare ,  GODS  FORBID  a  woman _ outwitted _ a  man .  those  were  the  days  when  sansa  listened  to  such _ foolish_  things , she  was  a  woman  now  ;  a  woman  who  knew  much  more  than  the  men  who  had  begun  these  foolish  wars .  a  woman  hardened  by  her  dire  need  to  SURVIVE . 

❝  yes ,  that’s  quite  true .  ❞  she  replies ,  voice  far  off  as  if  she’s  still  lost  in  thought .  blue  eyes  replicated  from  her  lady  mother’s  find  the  man  before  her ,  head  tilting  as  she  calculates  her  next  words .  ❝  but  don’t  you  think  women  do  as  well  ?  i  think  the  desire  to  win  is  HUMAN  NATURE ,  men  just  have  --  ❞  she  pauses  momentarily ,  tone  shifting  to  something  that  resembled  AMUSEMENT .  ❝  a  very  outward  way  of  showing  it .  ❞  the  corner  of  her  mouth  present  a  half  smile ,  brows  raising  as  she  poses  this  point .