the six characters meme second edition
meria martell for @eddtollett + fun little addition ft. rhaenys based on @wendawyllawillow 's meria/rhaenys big brain post
baela and rhaena for @dwellordream . rhaena is wearing morning-adjacent colors while baela is wearing velaryon colors with a bit of targ red
edd for captaingondor. if they had cigars at the night's watch
ilyn for @kingslayerstew . yass and slay
arianne for @jeyneofpoole <3
devan for @salladhor . he is looking out at the sea <3
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10 Game of Thrones (and HotD) Side Character Deaths that affected me more than they probably should have
(P.S. I don’t consider characters like Oberyn Martell, Berric Dondarion, and Talisa Maegyr as side characters so they won’t be on this list. But like, they would be on this list if I considered them side characters ya know?)
10: Syrio Forel
9: Grenn
8: Maester Aemon Targaryen
7: Maester Luwin
6: Eddison Tollett
5: Ser Barristan Selmy
4: Shrieen Baratheon
3: Ser Rodrik Cassel
2: Ser Harwin Strong
1: Jeor Mormont
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Once they figure a way to work a dead horse, we'll be next. Likely I'll be the first too. 'Edd' they'll say, 'dying's no excuse for laying down no more, so get on up and take this spear, you've got the watch tonight.' Well, I shouldn't be so gloomy. Might be I'll die before they work it out.
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Dolourus Edd Tollett
"There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. I knew a brother drowned himself in wine once. It was a poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it.”
“You drank the wine?”
“It’s an awful thing to find a brother dead. You’d have need of a drink as well, Lord Snow.”
Talk about a character where I have a hard time choosing just one quote! There's not much to say about everyone's favourite watchmen that's not been said before, he's the best take on the dour fool cutting to the truth since Shakespeare. One thing the show glossed over that I've always loved - the idea he happens to be made interim Lord Commander just before the wall comes down, so you can say the wall fell due to magic horns and eldritch apocalypses and a confluence of magic ten thousand years in the making... or maybe it fell because Dolorous Edd was in charge of it.
Not a vast amount to say about the paint job, Edd isn't a character I have a strong mental image of for appearance, just personality. When basing him I realised he stood slightly proud of my cobblestone base, but luckily it felt very in character to hide that by having him stepped in some dung.
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Devan Seaworth:
Salladhor Saan put a hand on Davos's forearm and gave a squeeze. "No. Of them, no. I am sorry, my friend. They were good men, your Dale and Allard. But this comfort I can give you—your young Devan was among those we took off at the end. The brave boy never once left the king's side, or so they say."
Podrick Payne:
And suddenly he lurched to the left, staggering into the rail. Wood split, and Ser Mandon Moore vanished with a shout and a splash. An instant later, the hulls came slamming together again, so hard the deck seemed to jump. Then someone was kneeling over him. "Jaime?" he croaked, almost choking on the blood that filled his mouth. Who else would save him, if not his brother?
"Be still, my lord, you're hurt bad." A boy's voice, that makes no sense, thought Tyrion. It sounded almost like Pod.
Egg:
He got his shield up, but this time Ser Lucas struck so hard he split the thick oak right down the middle, and drove the remnants back into Dunk's face. His ears were ringing and his mouth was full of blood, but somewhere far away he heard Egg screaming. "Get him, ser, get him, get him, he's right there! "
Josmyn Peckledon:
The trumpets made a brazen blare, and cut the still blue air of dusk. Josmyn Peckledon was on his feet at once, scrambling for his master's swordbelt.
The boy has good instincts. "Outlaws don't blow trumpets to herald their arrival," Jaime told him. "I shan't need my sword. That will be my cousin, the Warden of the West."
Satin:
"Whatever Satin may have done in Oldtown, he is our brother now, and he will be my squire."
Olyvar Frey:
"You have done House Frey a grievous insult, Robb."
"I never meant to. Ser Stevron died for me, and Olyvar was as loyal a squire as any king could want. He asked to stay with me, but Ser Ryman took him with the rest. All their strength. The Greatjon urged me to attack them . . ."
Dolorous Edd:
Jon was paired with dour Eddison Tollett, a squire grey of hair and thin as a pike, whom the other brothers called Dolorous Edd. "Bad enough when the dead come walking," he said to Jon as they crossed the village, "now the Old Bear wants them talking as well? No good will come of that, I'll warrant. And who's to say the bones wouldn't lie? Why should death make a man truthful, or even clever? The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints—the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do . . ."
Rollam Westerling:
"Must I go too?" asked the boy, Rollam. "I'm your squire."
Robb laughed. "But I'm not in need of squiring just now."
"Oh."
Wex Pyke:
Theon felt as though he were drowning. Why am I surprised? he thought bleakly. His father had forsaken him, his uncles, his sister, even that wretched creature Reek. Why should his men prove any more loyal? There was nothing to say, nothing to do. He could only stand there beneath the great grey walls and the hard white sky, sword in hand, waiting, waiting . . .
Wex was the first to cross the line. Three quick steps and he stood at Theon's side, slouching. Shamed by the boy, Black Lorren followed, all scowls."Who else?" he demanded. Red Rolfe came forward. Kromm. Werlag. Tymor and his brothers. Ulf the Ill. Harrag Sheepstealer. Four Harlaws and two Botleys. Kenned the Whale was the last. Seventeen in all.
Edric Dayne:
The Hound ripped the sword free and threw away the scabbard. The Mad Huntsman gave him his oaken shield, all studded with iron and painted yellow, the three black dogs of Clegane emblazoned upon it. The boy Ned helped Lord Beric with his own shield, so hacked and battered that the purple lightning and the scatter of stars upon it had almost been obliterated.
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Ser Alliser Thorne reached for his sword hilt. Go on, Jon thought. Longclaw was slung across his back. Show your steel. Give me cause to do the same.
For a moment the world balanced on a sword’s edge. Alliser Thorne took his hand from his sword and stepped aside to let Edd Tollett pass.
And the master acknowledges the student is better than him at swords.
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