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[Loras looks like the very last thing he wishes to be doing, right now, is to be talking into the locket.

But he has to do this. He can grieve alone. That is what he has always done. And with the last person who truly knew him gone... it is what he must do.]

Lady Sansa Stark is gone.

We have searched the Cothromach, and found her shard.

[He presses his lips together, and apparently finding some steel in his spine, sits up straighter.]

The fate of the Cothromach in her absence will no doubt be decided by others greater than myself. But as one of her right hands, I assure you that I will do my best to protect those who live and visit here until a decision has been made.

[He believes that is what Sansa would have wanted; but this is not what he has ever trained for. He is a fighter, a knight, not a leader. He isn't Renly, he isn't Margaery. But he'll try, for now, until someone else comes to take her place.]

For those of you who do not know, I am Ser Loras Tyrell, former Lord Commander of the Rainbow Guard and the keeper of one of the white towers.

If any of you need anything, or wish to discuss the loss of Lady Stark, I will be in the Cothromach until further notice.

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That's... That sucks. Majorly.

[ Nooooo, Cothromach is like a second home to Leo... He didn't know Sansa very well, just in passing, but it still feels like a slap in the face to hear that she's gone.

What's going to happen to it now? Leo will fight for it no matter what, but...

And there's another question on his mind, which he asks after a slight hesitation: ] What does that mean for the Shields of Cothromach?

[This is not an easy loss to take. Sansa was important to Dorian. Is important to him. He served the Cothromach to serve her. He saw in her something he needed to support and protect. And now—]

This isn't an easy loss to take. If you need any help managing the fallout, I'll come immediately.

[ the last time he'd seen Ser Loras, he'd been angry, for reasons he had not asked. Now, it would seem that yet again, grief had hit the young man, and he cannot help but feel a twinge of empathy. ]

Lady Sansa was a good woman, and a kind friend to me in the time that I knew her. I am sorry not only for the Cothromach's loss, but for yours as well.

[ For he still wondered about their relationship, ever so slightly. ]

Should you require any assistance, know that I am more than happy to help, and can offer troops and... counsel on establishing a transitional government.

[ For at least the Cothromach should be more stable as well. ]

Ser Loras. I am sorry that your losses must continue.

[ Yet, all the same, Lancelot needs you right now and you need something else to focus on. ]

Forgive me for saying so, but Cothromach needs something to be done -- a city without a leader can all too quickly fall to chaos. We need to form an emergency council, to keep things together. The Shields of Cothromach can be called back, but equally -- Lady Sansa was a cautious woman. Do you know who she trusted with Cothromach's walls, who she worked with? Who might have a decent handle on her affairs? There are no Starks left to take her place now, and without a clear line of succession we risk a fight.

I am sorry to hear that. She was a most pleasant person the one time we had the chance to converse.

She was an amazing young woman. I admire what she stood for, and what she did for the city.

This is a tremendous loss indeed. Should you need assistance or support during this difficult time, I stand ready to give it to you, Ser Tyrell.

{Another loss; another blow. He has been fond of both Sansa and Arya for a long time.}

You have my condolences, Ser Loras.

[She'd only met him during the tournament but Sansa...Sansa she'd briefly interacted with over the lockers and she'd been so happy to finally meet her in person at the markets. She remembered telling her stories of Lancer, hoping to ease her worries by telling her of his feats and letting her know her keep was in good hands. Merida shook her head.]

I didn't know her well, but Lady Sansa was a brave lass.

Edited (edited because I'm a derp and can't read) 2015-05-09 19:40 (UTC)

Oh. [The sadness crosses her face immediately. She doesn't mean to be so vulnerable, but it is hard not to think back to when they all arrived. How many are gone now?

What is worse is what she must go back to.

Alayne. Lucrezia remembers the timid girl that never smiles. If they do go back home, she hopes that Sansa has the strength she gained in the Drabwurld.]

It is a sad day then. I shall miss her greatly.

Oh--

[Pod closes her eyes and her mouth moves but whatever she's saying isn't voiced. It looks like it might be a prayer, but then she speaks again.]

No words can express Cothromach's sorrow. I swore to aid Cothromach under Lady Stark, and I will continue to uphold that oath. If there is something that must be done, call, and if it is in my power to do, it will be done.

[Pod isn't sure what she could do as merely a Beast Healer now, as then, but she swore the oath and she'll do what she can.]

I will call on the ferrets, though, and have them be extra watchful.

Edited 2015-05-12 23:44 (UTC)

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