prayer of the refugee
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Fracture would lead away, proclaiming he could not accept her formally. Heloise fell in step, giving a curt nod. she knew as much. Winterfell must be either quite new to have no formal ranking system or they were merely beginning to have them. or maybe the man near her now was in held no power to accept. "Acere seems a good man" she would begin "I doubt he would wave membership in one's face and then go back on his word." Heloise would not have accepted if she thought him untrustworthy.
still, until it was official, she would not step over the budding borders. Fracture then asked, breaking her free of thought, what title she would want. looking at the proverbial road ahead, she'd keep her reply simple. "I cannot choose; for I have no idea how your king will run things in Winterfell" she couldn't hope to take a role that was intended for others, more trustworthy and close to the new king. she also could not assume the ranking system. "I would only hope to do my best in a neutral position, and rise if Acere deems it fit."
Heloise was not the type to start a fight over ranks. she would not even challenge for one. if it was the will of the ruler she succeeds, she would accept where he wanted to place her. though her words were quite unremarkable, it told that she was not here to challenge or berate others in Winterfell for their more lenient positions of power. "yes, I was trained to be a soldier" of a sort. the monk-like wolves who had taken her in... well, she owed them her life. yet Heloise did not wish to walk down the past again. "and you? what position would you like?" |
heloise has a male gyrfalcon named kresnik with a fifty-inch wingspan
always assume he is in threads nearby and in battles with her
as her love acere praetor is allowed in any of her threads regardless of tag