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[VIDEO] backdated, shortly after NPC post
» WHO: All
» WHEN: The morning following Tyr and Laufey's announcement on 7/17
» TYPE: Live broadcast
[ It takes some tinkering and awkwardness at first, along with a series of huffs and grumbles you thankfully miss... but when the feed does appear, enjoy a perplexed Daenerys looking at the screen (as well as a reflection of herself, Jon, and Robb). They are wearing modern clothes: button-down shirts for the men, a blazer for Robb, and a royal blue halter-like dress for Dany. ]
Well met, Wanderers. [ … she is speaking to you all, she hopes. ] My name is Daenerys Targaryen. This is Jon Snow and Robb Stark.
[ The feed will jerk as she attempts to angle the screen to both men, respectively. It's not at all elegant, and is, in fact, an eyesore to watch. Which is why seconds later she gives up on it and leaves the strange screen in place in front of her. (Robb gets up as if to try and help her, but his attempts are just as bad as hers. Eventually, he gives it up as a bad job too. Jon, who had inclined his head when Daenerys attempted to introduce him, merely watches now with a skeptical expression: it's going to take a while for them all to get the hang of this.) ]
In our world, war is commonplace. We have armies and generals, as well as a means to communicate when there is an attack on a city or castle. Here, that doesn't seem to be the case. [ Which is strange to her. For all her wariness of these self-proclaimed gods, the smallfolk of Asgard appear to be happy. ] It's why we've approached the gods about a means of gathering. The chaos which followed the dragon's appearance makes us believe that a type of war council is necessary for this realm.
[As Jon begins to speak, he seems a little bit uneasy, slightly awkward, but as his words spin out and gather momentum, he becomes visibly more comfortable with the idea of addressing everyone. It doesn't come as naturally to him as it seems to come to Daenerys.]
When the people of a realm don't work together to face a threat, the end is calamity -- death and hunger and suffering, for those who fought and for those who could not fight. When we know what our strengths are, we know how best to defend against what may come. And when we know what to do, we can be ready to do it, even when we face something that seems impossible to overcome. This is our realm now, all of us. Today, we can put our strengths together. We can begin to make those plans. Maybe we won't ever need them, it's true, but if we do, we won't be caught unawares again.
I know that you may not know us. Each of us has been a king or a queen; not one of us was born with that title. None of us means to try to rule anyone else here, none of us expects to be the loudest voice on any council, but we all have experience with planning for war, and with several kinds of threat.
Daenerys rides a dragon at home, and has taken cities in the East and freed thousands upon thousands of slaves there. I have been Lord Commander of the Night's Watch and King in the North: I've spent long years scouting and defending and preparing for great attacks on my homeland, fighting Wildlings first, and then making an alliance with them to fight the Army of the Dead. My brother Robb was King in the North before me; he was a successful general several times over in campaigns in the southron lands. He knows tactics, battle strategy, better than almost anyone you'll ever meet.
We have all fought for the lives and safety and freedom of our fellow men. We want to continue to do that here and now. We want you to join us, if you will.
[ Jon looks over at Robb, and Robb picks the thread up: ] Understand, we are not asking to go to war. This council is only meant to make certain that we are not caught so off our guard as we were when the dragon attacked. In order to do that, we’re going to organize the council into different groups: preparations, battle and response. We Wanderers come from different worlds, and in times of crisis our different strengths come out. We need to combine our strengths and work together if we are to effectively respond to whatever threats may come next.
( OOC #1: if you want to address a specific cast member, please indicate that in the subject of your comment--otherwise we’ll read it as fair game for any of us to attack C:
OOC #2: We made a spiffy ooc post detailing the war council, as well as sign ups for it. Check it out HERE. )
» WHEN: The morning following Tyr and Laufey's announcement on 7/17
» TYPE: Live broadcast
[ It takes some tinkering and awkwardness at first, along with a series of huffs and grumbles you thankfully miss... but when the feed does appear, enjoy a perplexed Daenerys looking at the screen (as well as a reflection of herself, Jon, and Robb). They are wearing modern clothes: button-down shirts for the men, a blazer for Robb, and a royal blue halter-like dress for Dany. ]
Well met, Wanderers. [ … she is speaking to you all, she hopes. ] My name is Daenerys Targaryen. This is Jon Snow and Robb Stark.
[ The feed will jerk as she attempts to angle the screen to both men, respectively. It's not at all elegant, and is, in fact, an eyesore to watch. Which is why seconds later she gives up on it and leaves the strange screen in place in front of her. (Robb gets up as if to try and help her, but his attempts are just as bad as hers. Eventually, he gives it up as a bad job too. Jon, who had inclined his head when Daenerys attempted to introduce him, merely watches now with a skeptical expression: it's going to take a while for them all to get the hang of this.) ]
In our world, war is commonplace. We have armies and generals, as well as a means to communicate when there is an attack on a city or castle. Here, that doesn't seem to be the case. [ Which is strange to her. For all her wariness of these self-proclaimed gods, the smallfolk of Asgard appear to be happy. ] It's why we've approached the gods about a means of gathering. The chaos which followed the dragon's appearance makes us believe that a type of war council is necessary for this realm.
[As Jon begins to speak, he seems a little bit uneasy, slightly awkward, but as his words spin out and gather momentum, he becomes visibly more comfortable with the idea of addressing everyone. It doesn't come as naturally to him as it seems to come to Daenerys.]
When the people of a realm don't work together to face a threat, the end is calamity -- death and hunger and suffering, for those who fought and for those who could not fight. When we know what our strengths are, we know how best to defend against what may come. And when we know what to do, we can be ready to do it, even when we face something that seems impossible to overcome. This is our realm now, all of us. Today, we can put our strengths together. We can begin to make those plans. Maybe we won't ever need them, it's true, but if we do, we won't be caught unawares again.
I know that you may not know us. Each of us has been a king or a queen; not one of us was born with that title. None of us means to try to rule anyone else here, none of us expects to be the loudest voice on any council, but we all have experience with planning for war, and with several kinds of threat.
Daenerys rides a dragon at home, and has taken cities in the East and freed thousands upon thousands of slaves there. I have been Lord Commander of the Night's Watch and King in the North: I've spent long years scouting and defending and preparing for great attacks on my homeland, fighting Wildlings first, and then making an alliance with them to fight the Army of the Dead. My brother Robb was King in the North before me; he was a successful general several times over in campaigns in the southron lands. He knows tactics, battle strategy, better than almost anyone you'll ever meet.
We have all fought for the lives and safety and freedom of our fellow men. We want to continue to do that here and now. We want you to join us, if you will.
[ Jon looks over at Robb, and Robb picks the thread up: ] Understand, we are not asking to go to war. This council is only meant to make certain that we are not caught so off our guard as we were when the dragon attacked. In order to do that, we’re going to organize the council into different groups: preparations, battle and response. We Wanderers come from different worlds, and in times of crisis our different strengths come out. We need to combine our strengths and work together if we are to effectively respond to whatever threats may come next.
( OOC #1: if you want to address a specific cast member, please indicate that in the subject of your comment--otherwise we’ll read it as fair game for any of us to attack C:
OOC #2: We made a spiffy ooc post detailing the war council, as well as sign ups for it. Check it out HERE. )
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[She has a feeling that if only the few of them were given dragons people would cry foul.
Why a dragon would deign to listen to anything or anyone they could easily roast and/or devour is beyond her. Maybe humans are capable of creating even more chaos than the winged beasts and the dragons enjoyed it. It would make sense, then, that they'd follow a family line known for its insanity.
She was indeed fascinated with that power as a child, but she knows now that it's not for her.]
The last thing we need is people turning their fire-breathing pets on each other.
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There's no need for more than a few dragons. Even one is more than enough. They can kill dozens of enemy troops in a moment, with a breath.
[Which is fine when they're wights, and discomfiting when they're living men.]
So, no dragons, as long as there's nothing we need a dragon or three to fight.
What I want is for the people of this world -- us, and the people who were here before any of us came -- to suffer as little as need be. You've traveled. [Not by choice, necessarily, he knows.] Have you seen anything we could use? Save for my time on Dragonstone and a day in King's Landing, I've hardly left the North.
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[She gives it a moment's thought.]
Honir gave out weapons when the dragon attacked. Maybe you should try speaking with him.
[Or she could, considering he's her deity, but she's not the one leading the charge here.]
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[But: he is under Tyr's protection, not Honir's.]
I wonder if they could make Valyrian steel if we showed it to them, told them what it's like. But then, there's no way to test it before the moment comes. There's no way to be sure.
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[Maybe something similar.]
I don't really talk with him much... [That feels too much like allowing him to be her actual god.] But I could try.
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Even if you don't talk to him much, he knows you. These gods... they're not like the Old Gods. They talk back.
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[At least to her it does. They seem too personable.]
But whatever he is, he might be helpful. I'll see what I can do.
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I don’t know what a god should be like.
[Silent, remote, watchful, vengeful when you transgress? The Old Gods value oaths, guest right, and doing right by your kin. R’hllor... he doesn’t know what R’hllor values or likes, other than burning up some lives and restoring others. The gods of Asgard seem more complicated, as people are complicated, but less inscrutable.]
They aren’t leaving us or their people to starve and suffer: that’s enough for me for now. But aye, that they don’t seem to much want to be feared makes them seem less like the gods we know.
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Are you disappointed in them?
[Seeing beings who deem themselves gods, having them interact with the commonfolk - did he hope for something better?]
(he doesn’t know that she saw Thoros bring Beric back!)
I was thinking of the Lord of Light.
[But why he was thinking of the Lord of Light, and why those thoughts trouble him, are things he doesn’t want to explain in front of dozens of people.
Arya might know, in some sense, what became of him, that he was brought back, but he doesn’t know if she knows that a Red Priest or Priestess can do it, or that it’s what happened to him, or that it’s left him with nothing but questions about his purpose. Beric Dondarrion had eased them a little, during their conversation north of Eastwatch, but they’re still there.]
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[There's still a lot about Jon she doesn't know from their time apart, just as there's much about herself she's hesitant to speak on. They were talking on the subject of gods, but she's not sure why he'd bring up this one in particular.]
I've heard from many people in our world about what gods they did or didn't believe in, but I've only seen anything that could resemble proof from a couple of them - one, if you believe all are the same as those who believe in the Many-Faced-God do. The "Lord of Light" was one.
Did you come across some of his followers too?
[on the sidelines]
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He should be grateful she's not the kicking type. ]
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And if Drogon had been here to help fight the monstrosity that attacked, it might be that you’d be mourning another son.]
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