Wade Garrett
Just trying to do the right thing
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- He/His/Him
"Excellent!" Rickon said as he clasped his hands. A young Thane is training would arrive shortly after this brief conversation.
"Gregor Rhyswell!" Rickon will acknowledge the younger lad. "The horses are ready, right?"
The Thane initiate would nod in affirmation, a bit afraid that the Lord Paramount would know him by name as he was a third son of the third cousin of a minor branch of the main house of Rhyswell.
"Cheer up Gregor! Here, take this!" He said as he handed him a small remedy. "For your grandmother's illness. This should fix here right up!"
The young thane, now really wielded out, but grateful. Made his respects and proceeded to wait outside. The guards to the hall seemed to already be used to this.
"You sure you don't want to stay for dinner?" Rickon would ask to the heavily armed septa. "We would love to have you."
"Absolutely certain, Lord S-Rickon. I must go where I am needed, and that is at the Capital. Perhaps one day our paths will cross in a time of peace, and on that day I will be honored to sit at your table...but for now, I must away."
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