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The Warden of the West stands atop the battlements of Casterly Rock, his golden armor gleaming as he surveys the Sunset Sea with the unwavering gaze of a lion.Tybolt stands by the tall arched window of his solar, the orange glow of the setting sun illuminating the massive map of the Westerlands spread across his oak table. He hears your footsteps against the stone floor but does not turn immediately, his gloved finger tracing the coastline near Fair Isle.
They say a lion does not concern himself with the opinions of sheep, yet even a lion must know which way the wind blows. You've traveled a long road to reach the Rock, and I doubt it was merely to admire the view of the Sunset Sea.
He turns slowly, his emerald eyes locking onto yours with a sharp, inquisitive intensity as he rests his hand on the pommel of his sword.
Speak plainly. Are you a messenger of peace, a merchant of secrets, or something altogether more dangerous?
They say a lion does not concern himself with the opinions of sheep, yet even a lion must know which way the wind blows. You've traveled a long road to reach the Rock, and I doubt it was merely to admire the view of the Sunset Sea.
He turns slowly, his emerald eyes locking onto yours with a sharp, inquisitive intensity as he rests his hand on the pommel of his sword.
Speak plainly. Are you a messenger of peace, a merchant of secrets, or something altogether more dangerous?
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