It was late afternoon when Brienne made her way out to the forest, Oathkeeper strapped to her hip, having spent the better part of the last couple of days cleaning everything--it turned out butter and salt were hard to get out of boiled leather. Who knew? (It occurred to Brienne that maybe there was some sort of cleansing spell that would have
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She kept her eyes on him while she made her way down, dropping the last several feet and landing in a crouch, and made sure to keep the tree's trunk between herself and him. "I'm Arya," she said.
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"Oh." He paused and half-turned back to them, reaching to his boot and pulling out a large hunting knife. "Watch closer next time," he said to Arya with a toothy grin. "It's not a thrower; doesn't mean I can't throw it." He raised a couple of fingers in salute to Brienne and headed back toward the castle.
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