one fish, two fish, red fish, (blue fish)!!

[honorbends]

Who: The passengers of the Blue Fish and visitors!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: It's a mingle for the month of January, losers!

[ mingle for the month for the blue fish, to meet up with new crew members, hash out stuff. come get free therapy from zuko, who has 100% put up a sign on his door saying 10 credits because allen owes him money. ]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb holds on tight. It is the best news he has gotten in a while. His brothers are alive! Both of them. Of course, it still does not change the fact that Theon is a traitor and that he has driven a large knife into Robb’s back, but...mayhaps his former best friend never dared to kill his brothers. It could very well be that he is not that foolish.

When Bran starts to speak again he loosens his hold a little, not really bothered to wipe his tears away this time. He looks every bit like the sixteen year boy he actually is.]

Theon will not ever have his hands on you. [A pause.] Where are you heading? I would not advice to go to Karhold. I had to take lord Karstark’s head for treason. And gods forbid, not the Dreadfort. [Despite the messages he has gotten from lord Bolton’s bastard. It would be best for Bran to stay with the Reeds.

At least...until it hits him. North? Further North? The Wall?]

Are you heading to The Wall? To Jon?

[summerschild]

[If it will please Robb to think so, then Bran will let it be. He would be far safer with Jon, and none of his siblings will understand what it is he's really going North for.]

Yes. It was Meera's idea.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb smiles a little and nods afterwards. He figures they’d be safe with Jon.]

When you arrive send me a raven. I will send men to fetch you. [He could not come on his own, he had to rid Deepwood Motte from Ironborn.] They will bring you to Riverrun.

[summerschild]

[Bran nods obediently, his heart secretly breaking. He will never arrive at the Wall, and Robb will not be alive to receive a raven.]

I will.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb smiles broadly and can’t help to feel relief.]

Good. I will send my closest men so there will be no reason to not trust them. [He could send the Smalljon. Or lady Mormont.] Worry not, it will all be well.

[He ruffles Bran’s hair briefly and finally takes a step back.]

Shall I leave you be?