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[prophesied]

[ As Jojen knows that his sister and charge are both here, but not where, or exactly how this odd locket might function... well. He's managed to figure out how to keep it to the court he's found it in, and so the Seelie court will get a look at a sickly young boy, who regards the trinket with a quiet sort of interest. It seems to be working, which means that he can speak with an entire world in an instant. ]

Curious place, this Drabwurld. A place of magic and strangeness that would be best suited to the old songs, yet it's very much alive here. I would ask for what sort of people have been brought here, and what tales they bring with them, but another time perhaps. There's to be a hunt, for many, and I would wait for it to end before I sought out such things.

Happy hunting, to those that seek to try.

[ A faint twitch of a smile, there and gone. ]

Though I don't suppose you'll be joining the hunt, will you, Meera? I would very much like to see you, and dear Bran, as soon as possible. There is someone here who would be kind enough to take me to you, but there lies a small problem in this.

[ Enigmatic as always, he's sure that his sister will know what said problem is, or at least be able to figure it out. ]

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[aliased]

how do you know my brother? how did you meet? did you come to Winterfell after my lord father became the Hand?

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[prophesied]

We came after your lord father became the Hand, yes. When your eldest brother declared himself King in the North, and Bran had become the lord of Winterfell in his stead. We had met then, after my father sent us north from the Neck, and Meera and I renewed our family's oath of loyalty to the Starks.

From there, it becomes a very long story.