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Eowyn of Rohan ([personal profile] shieldmaiden_rohan) wrote2014-04-24 06:50 pm
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A Bow for Bran

Finding an active young one was not simple, but Eowyn was determined.   Kili had completed the bow and presented it to Eowyn a few days earlier.  It was well-made, as she had known it would be, with a good draw and carefully carved Cirth on the nocks.  She had asked Kili what the symbols meant somewhat hesitantly, for she knew well how dwarrows guarded their language, but he had told her willingly.  It was, apparently, a traditional phrase for swift arrows and good aim.  Since Bran was a child, it also had a few words for growing up strong and brave.

She had wrapped the bow in cloth together with its arrows and quiver and gone to Summerfell first.  If Bran was not there, someone might be able to tell her in which direction he had gone. 
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-10 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that was clever of them." He liked the sound of Eowyn's world, which seemed much more familiar than many of the worlds others called home. "Another Bran Stark built our Wall back home, thousands of years ago. Bran the Builder. They say he used giants and magic."
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-10 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wow," Bran breathed out softly, very taken with Eowyn's words and the images they conjured in his mind. It seemed more like the scenes and battles of bravery and knights than had proved real in his own world. "Have you ever blown the horn?"
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-14 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned. Bran knew a little about having to flee your enemies, and it didn't agree with him at all. "So you don't know what will happen to them." He thought of the mouth of the cave leading to the three-eyed-crow and how close they'd got before the wights attacked. All that journeying and then he was taken here without ever knowing what lay inside. "Was it the orcs?"
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-17 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bran made a face. The only thing worse than a monster was when the monsters were somehow men too. He knew, too, that awful way uncertainty would sit in your stomach like a stone when something from home was left unfinished. "Do they want anything? Besides just...evil for the sake of it?"
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-17 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He was full of questions, but Eowyn didn't seem to mind and so Bran kept asking. It was different hearing of monsters who were real than ones just out of a story. "Who's their master?"
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-19 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"The orcs' kings?" Bran guessed, though he didn't know if monsters would have kings. There had been the Night King, a long time ago, but he didn't know if the White Walkers served any master beside ice and cold.
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-20 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"A real wizard." Bran had only known the traveling hedge wizards who dispensed advice and suspicious cure-alls, and Maester Luwin's many scathing remarks about their potency. Having to fight off a god is something else entirely, not even the bravest heroes in Westeros' stories had managed that. "Those are formidable foes."
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[personal profile] summerchild 2014-06-22 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure they will," Bran said just as solemnly, even if sounded like more of a story than something that could truly happen. He knew more than most how the impossible had a way of coming true. "If everyone works together then they'll be able to beat them."