[Worry renders Tyrion's voice sharp. He can feel her tumbling towards the Opal, and it's all too easy to see the tragedy of the young, Broken Queen playing out again, cruel and senseless - and a small, hard part of him wonders if that was the entire reason the Strangers, foreign and thus expendable, had been dispatched to deal with the traps seeded throughout Draega, before he banishes the thought as useless in this very moment, something to be examined later.
He's had little chance to learn finesse with the Craft, and even if he had, the sort of lessons that might be afforded to a newcomer from an alien world as unlikely to cover this particular eventuality. But he has basic competency, and shields are - thank the old gods and the new, and the strange Darkness these people worship - certainly that.
He forms one now, shaping it within the snowy, dreamlike cold to resemble the Wall, the clearest marker he can conceive of a boundary not to cross, beyond which lies only ruin. It's been years since his one ill-conceived visit to the place, but some sights never fade in memory.]
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[Worry renders Tyrion's voice sharp. He can feel her tumbling towards the Opal, and it's all too easy to see the tragedy of the young, Broken Queen playing out again, cruel and senseless - and a small, hard part of him wonders if that was the entire reason the Strangers, foreign and thus expendable, had been dispatched to deal with the traps seeded throughout Draega, before he banishes the thought as useless in this very moment, something to be examined later.
He's had little chance to learn finesse with the Craft, and even if he had, the sort of lessons that might be afforded to a newcomer from an alien world as unlikely to cover this particular eventuality. But he has basic competency, and shields are - thank the old gods and the new, and the strange Darkness these people worship - certainly that.
He forms one now, shaping it within the snowy, dreamlike cold to resemble the Wall, the clearest marker he can conceive of a boundary not to cross, beyond which lies only ruin. It's been years since his one ill-conceived visit to the place, but some sights never fade in memory.]
Sansa, can you hear me?