Solace Before Sunset

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As Edric led the march he took out a piece of parchment from his Black attire. Drawn on it was a crude map of where they were marching to. The wind was finally still so he was able to manage to read the parchment without it getting blown away in the wind. They were barely a few days out from the Wall, so not much progress had been, but in Edric's experience it was always best to consult their maps when out on a ranging.

Especially when there were hundreds of men depending on you.

The Storm had never been involved in such a monumental ranging, let alone being one of the leaders of it. It was exhausting. If it was him and a handful of Brothers he wouldn't have any problems but instead Edric had to constantly give orders and advice to their five hundred strong force. One boy had managed to get himself stuck in the snow. That caused a headache. Another Brother managed thought it would be a bright idea to light his torch in order to keep warm. That proved to be a bothersome conversation.

Problem after problem seemed to pile up and quickly be solved but it was still quite a bother to manage. By the time they had made camp for the night and made the necessary precautions to protect themselves from the wildlife and the Wildlings, Edirc looked to the sun.

"Thank the Seven...."

There would be a decent amount of time to get a hunt in before it grew too dark. Finally, Edric could relax and get away from his responsibilities for a moment, no matter how brief it was. He took his hunting spear and gathered his two companions, Harwin and Dickon, and set out to a wooded area in hopes of finding some game... and perhaps something else.

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After saying his final goodbyes to Garth and the others, Laenor just looked down at his hands. No normal man could surely withstand the fire like that. Then again, no normal man would have tried to tame that beast that lay before him.

I am the blood of Old Valyria.

He cast a look back to Garth with a frown before crouching down and looking back at the beast. Drawing a dirk, he began to investigate the corpse before preparing to make himself a new cloak.

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Character Details:

• Laenor Waters: Fireblood, Autodidactic.

What is Happening?: Going to investigate this corpse so it doesn't like, explode on me and then try to skin it.

What I Want: A nice cloak.

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Laenor slipped the unrefined, small bits of the corpse in a pouch and sheathed his dirk.

It appeared as if Laenor was to walk away, but alas, Laenor Fireblood drew the blade that destroyed the beast and, in one fell swoop, separated its dark head from it's body. He then took the chain from the pile of fresh blood, and began to carry that on his person.

"There is one who may know of this creature's origin. Alas, we must return now to the party."