The murderer has been arrested and will be held by the Task Force for the time being.

However, he was only the blade. It is the belief of the Task Force that this is the work of the Crimson King.

Therefore, we are not yet safe. He may yet find a means of ensnaring another. But this has given us a foothold.

[Evidently, rather pleased with himself and all and sundry. Results so far have been better than expected, but Jaime's ot one to mention that. No, no, he knew all along. He's tired - there's a ragged edge to his voice betraying this, but pride shines over it.Our lines have held every night. Every night, even when they come in droves, we've thrown ( Read more... )

[Jaime's evidently fighting - aside from the shriek and song of steel on steel, there's a roar of fire, the crackling of flesh. A dry little chuckle is present in his tone, however, something tired but not from physical exertion. It's oddly reminiscient of him as he ought to be, but his voice is definitely still that of the teen.It's a rather ( Read more... )

[Jaime's voice is bright once more, as golden as it always was. He sounds, in fact, absolutely jubilant. It sounds as though he's moving whilst speaking.]

Wench!

Brienne, you have to see this!

[Tired and groggy, but as pleasantly noble as ever.]

That was unpleasant.

I wouldn't advise eating the new fruit. And keep away from the docile animals. They're vicious. And hungry.

On the subject, do we consider it worth trying to hunt them like this? Vicious though they may be, they still look like venison.

All things considered, it's not that bad, is it? Or, at least, it could percievably be worse. Smells better than Kings Landing, not as cold as bloody Winterfell, and for all there was a miniature world ending, there's far less bodies around than there were in Westeros. In fact, it's practically picturesque by way of comparison. Though I do dread to ( Read more... )