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[ Rob was determined to look as much like the king he is when he appears on the locket, but the nervous energy rolling off him in waves makes him looks little more than a boy. Behind him a mass of grey fur and yellow eyes paces around the room. ]

I have been lead to believe members of House Stark are among the numbers here, two boys and two girls. It is imperative that I speak to them. [ Has to know if they are here, if they are safe.] Please tell them Robb is here and needs to see them. None of you are under any obligation to seek them out, though you will have my gratitude if you do.

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You look scared. [Have a blunt 13 year old girl, Rob.]

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You are correct in your assumption. They will contact you as swiftly as they are able. {He hasn't heard any ill news pertaining to them, so that's a plus?} Until then, welcome to the Drabworld. I am Aragorn.

[There's a small murmur of 'Ghost?' as she glances behind him before addressing him properly, deciding that it must be a different wolf, shaking her head.]

I've spoken briefly to Lady Sansa before. [She can't speak for any of the others, but she acquainted herself with Sansa before the battle for the Cothromach.] Last I saw of her, she was well.

[Oh, here's an odd sight: Jon Snow beaming. He watched the message twice before responding to make sure he wasn't actually seeing things, even as Ghost snorted and pawed about the room impatiently. He needed considerably less convincing.] Robb!

Robb? Like the Young Wolf?

[Suspicious! He's protective of the Starks, for some strange reason or another. But if this is their brother, well, he could lay off on the angry accusations.]

[ it has been years. years! and her joy is sudden, sharp, and consuming. and yet she isn't so taken with the emotion that she forgets to ask the lockets for privacy and confidentiality. sansa remains a cautious creature. easily spooked, and given to secrecy.

even now, she hesitates -- what if this is some trick? what if this is some dream? her words tremble with the very promise of her brother's voice and his sweet concern for his sisters and brothers. ]

Robb -- oh, Robb. Please. Is it truly you?

[ her breath hitches. she may yet weep. ]

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I know that at least the Lady Sansa Stark is here and ruler of Cothromach. Is she of this House Stark?

[Pod fumbles a bit with the locket at first, still learning how to use them properly. There is something large and furry behind her too, but this one is no wolf. She bites at her lip and then blows out a breath.]

I'm afraid I don't know of them, but I've only just been brought here. If I meet them; I'll tell them, though.

[There's a hesitation.] What a lovely wolf there. Is... Is that your brother-in-fur?

[Naked hope is written all over her features, even if this stranger isn't wearing a Beast Healer's clothes. At the question, her furry companion trundles over, and drapes himself over her back to peer at the locket, large paws and long claws scarily close to her neck, but Pod only smiles and scratches behind his ears. The view is filled with an inquisitive wolverine face for a moment before cutting out completely.]

It seems all the Starks seem to be appearing.

[Loras quirks an eyebrow.]

I am quite sure they will be all glad to see you, considering your...situation.

[Sorry for the Lannisters.]

[ Ah. Well. This is going to be interesting; he wonders what Robb knows, what time he comes from, if he still believes in the good of the world and the strength of the North. Renly cares, truly, but it is something that matters somewhat less than it had not too long ago. ]

I am certain you will have found them by now, my lord.

[ the last time bran saw robb, he was leaving for war--the last time he saw him in his wolf dreams, he didn't. grey wind had been silent, missing, and now, bran spots him in the background, hulking and massive and alive. robb represented everything bran had ever wanted to be, a figure to emulate and a big brother to love, and he'd been taken away, like everyone else in the family.

so, of course, when he answers, he's smiling, huge and wide and so rare. ] Robb!

Lord Stark. Your sisters will be overjoyed to see you.

[ this place has a habit of bringing the dead back to life. and even if arya has yet to live through the memory of losing him, of being so close to seeing him again only to have her thoughts and hopes of being with her eldest brother once again dashed.

for a moment, arya is still as can be, scarcely breathing at the sight of him. a ghost he is not. she knows better. it's less startling than seeing her father but it does not make her heart ache any less nor does it make it any less difficult not to feel tears prick at her eyes.]

Robb! [ still, whatever heartbreak maybe looming in her future, she can't help but grin brightly at him. the smile of a little sister being reunited with her big brother. HERE HAVE ANOTHER STARK CHILD CALLING HIS NAME EXCITEDLY.]

That dog is huge!

[ Way to be observant, Kelsi. ]

Thranduil, Elvenking of the Maechenibryth.

Have you now found them all, Lord Stark? [ Robb resembles Ned moreso than Jon, so it feels quite a simple matter to slip him his father's former title. ] I would not ask, but I know the Lady Sansa is given to understated means of messaging in these realms, [ ~~could be using private functions~~ ] and I should not like to assume only to have you miss her.

["stark", huh? that sounds like it could be a fun time. but for the sake of not drawing any complaints from certain people, he'll just surreptitiously lock this.]

Is one of them named Sansa?

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