Recent content by Arryn Cross

"You're anything but boring." he corrected with a quiet laugh as he took the drink back and set it aside. He settled down, propping himself on his elbow as he watched her potter around. "I only learned what was deemed necessary for me to learn. You know much more of things than I ever will, if...

He felt as comfortable in their moments of silence as he did chatting to her. It had been a long time since he had felt so... at ease. The tranquility of the countryside was a welcome change from the hustle and bustle of court life, and he found himself savouring the simplicity of it. He tended...

Arryn laughed quietly. "Ah, right.. So it is." he dipped his chin in a quick nod, his eyes following her as she mounted her horse. "Aye, I'm fit." he answered, twisting slightly to be sure. He could do with a jug of wine and a hot bath but if covering more ground was what she wanted, then who...

He watched, or rather stared, as her eyes lit up with fervor, her passion for exploration and discovery evident in every word she spoke. Realising that she was pointing to the map, his throat cleared and he turned his attention to it. "Ah. Abandoned lands, twisted men, werewolf caverns...

Arryn took the time to wash his face in the shallow water and tried not to wince as he stood. Arryn chuckled softly at Jiya's suggestion, a fond glint in his eyes as he regarded Onora standing proudly beside Archimedes. "No, I can't say I've thought about it. I doubt I'd ever find a stud worthy...

Arryn's throat cleared, but there was little hiding the way his lips twitched in amusement at the way she looked at him, daring him to challenge her word. Of course, he dipped his chin as any guardsman should to a Lady of such standings, but he let out a breathy laugh in doing so. "Very well...

Arryn couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation as Jiya and Archimedes dashed past him, the sight and sound of her laughter was likely worth a few new bruises. He watched with a mix of amusement and mock indignation as she saluted him. "Oh, just hanging around, enjoying the...

Arryn's heart raced with the thrill of the chase as Jiya and Archimedes tore through the grasslands. The wind tousled his hair, and the rhythmic gallop of hooves echoed around them. As they entered the shadowy embrace of the Falwood, Arryn couldn't suppress his grin. Part of him had always been...

Arryn couldn't help but laugh at Jiya's spirited response. When was the last time he'd rode for the sake of fun? As she veered across his path, he grinned wider, determined not to let her have the lead for long. Onora responded eagerly to his subtle cues, her powerful strides effortlessly...

A breath of fresh air.. Arryn tried not to wince at that. His friend was hard work, and not at all the man he once had been. Grief had its hold on him, and every day it had dragged him further into a deep dark pit. He had tried to pull him out of it, his mother and sister had tried too, but they...

Arryn hadn't expected to laugh at such a thing, but he did. "Well, alright then.." he cleared his throat and rubbed at the back of his neck. "I meant no offence.. Only that, well, he's had it rough, and I can't help but think if he met you.." his throat cleared and he took a breath as he...

He shot her a lazy grin at the mention of the whistling. "Impressive family..." he commented with a light smile. "But, you not only kept your own mind, but you can also use it. A far rarer thing, and you'll make more difference than any Dreadlord.." his shoulder shrugged a shoulder. "That's...

Arryn's gaze had been set on the dimpled road ahead as she spoke, but as she paused her horse's stride, he watched the exchange closely, and then simply stared, his expression unreadable. How casually she continued on when he was still stuck in silent awe, watching the bedraggled woman gape at...

Arryn smiled his agreement, wondering if she had people that she could count on.. If she had someone. Relationships of any sort were so often arranged and forced in the small world of nobility. He had grown up amongst it, witnessed it for himself and felt sorry for the very few that he had not...

Arryn's cheek dimpled as he shot her a sideways grin. "Quite the rebel. Seems you have some stories to keep us occupied on our travels." his brow quirked, and he eyed the two guards they passed. Her questions earned her a quiet laugh and his shoulders rolled. "I've annoyed nobody that I know...