Apparently he not really interested in the truth. Just food and stuff he can hump on.
The courser beneath him yearned to bolt. He knew it to be the case from the set of her shoulders, the slope in her neck, and the way in which she eyed the open ground around them. He clapped a palm flat against her and held tight the reins, seeking some notion of command. Horses. They were not, nor had they ever been, an ally to Lewyn Hood. And just as well, he supposed; folk tended to think of them as slaves, a wild thing caught and tempered to serve at the behest of men. Such things are finer seen free, he thought. It was a moral stance he had remained steadfast in on numerous occasions, and yet despite his ardent defense of their independence he had never met a horse who had liked him. That the spooked easily in his presence, that they set themselves upon each and every single opportunity to make their escape from him, that he had been thrown from the saddle too many times to keep a count of, all of these things were further evidence that the beasts had no love for him.
The courser had kept calm most of the morning. A fine thing, since the evening before she had kicked out at him as he'd tried to hitch her. A bold thing to attempt against the one responsible for her feeding, he'd thought, but admirable in its own right.
"The Riverlands." Lewyn said, brown eyes going left to right across the sprawled green, the thickets of trees bunched in tight together, and, as though one were likely to miss them, rivers which spread out like tangled vines brought up to the surface of the world. "Yeah, I can see how that makes sense."
Strange, to think that Melony grew here, surrounded by scenery such as that before him. Dorne boasted few rivers. Sunspear had the Water Gardens, he supposed, but they were hardly wild. Well. Wild in their own way perhaps. His childhood haunts had been flanked by imposing brick and mortar, hardly thick-trunked oaks or near skeletal birch. To see it as it was he thought it hardly a surprise she had turned out as she had. The Alchemist, the Healer. And he, who'd been good enough at taking life to warrant a paid position in the role.
Again he clapped his palm to the neck of his courser. "You know, girl, you've not as much a temper as I first thought."
As though she heard his words, the courser gave a sound which wasn't too dissimilar to agreement. Maybe, he thought, maybe he was making headway.
Lewyn turned, eyes seeking Melony Blackwood. She rode a behind him by a stretch but he flashed a smile in her direction nonetheless...
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These are the little things that have made me hooked on this album. The ending of blot made me wanting more. There are so many subtle musical touches in this album that left me so happy.
I needed to post the positive. Iβve seen a lot of negative feed back. Which is fine, we are all allowed to have different opinions. Every album that gets released I respect the band more and more. They never pump out the same stuff over and over.
BTBAM continue to be one of my favorite bands. I canβt wait for the second half.
WARNING: This thread will likely contain spoilers for Season 1, 400 days, Season 2 and Michonne.
Release dates:
> May 30 for all platforms.
Trailer:
Spoilers
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I was originally going to post this back in December, but with all of my finals and the fate of TFS still being up in the air I kind of forgot about this. Anyway, use this thread to talk about anything regarding From the Gallows (example of the last episode discussion thread). Some optional questions you can answer:
- Did you like this episode? How does it compare to the rest of the season?
- Favorite and least favorite parts of the episode?
- What would you have changed with this episode?
- Did you tell your dad to get cancer treatment like David wanted or tell him that it was his decision?
- Did you forgive Eleanor for her betrayal?
- Did you stand on the ledge with David?
- Did you come clean about your relationship with Kate or deny that you were with her?
- Did you fight David or say that you loved him?
- Who did you choose to go after and where did Clem go?
- Regardless of all of the choices you made in this episode, which major choices do you think make for the most interesting story (AKA the most βcanonβ choices)?
- The fate of Joan/Clint (whichever one didn't die in EP4) is never explained. What do you think happened to them?
- Max's fate is also not explained in-game if he survived EP3. What do you think happened to him?
- With Javi seemingly becoming the leader of Richmond, how do you think Richmond is doing by the time of TFS?
And with that we are done with these rewind discussions for the time being! If I were to do some for TFS episodes I don't think it'd be until the episodes are at least a year old. It's been a blast making all of these and I'm glad that they all sparked interesting discussion.
Mocking the last episode of season 3, the way how they dealt with the Joan conflict and focused it on family drama... how would last episode of season 4 look then?
Edit: This is supposed to be more Fun rather than "predictions of the worst"
I think it would be a nice way to keep the Good Brothers on TV, AND have some backup for Enzo who's alone against the entire division
Having seen the trailer, I believe my prediction of Kate being dead can be confirmed. However, there could be other big deaths too, like maybe Clint/Joan (depending on whether you took the deal or shot Joan), Ava/Tripp (depending on who you chose to save), Elanor (questionable, but if Tripp's alive, that's possible), and more. From other sources, I heard Jesus is back but in a different outfit. The fate of Gabe is questionable, same as Clem. There could be a big final fight between David and Javier. Last but not least, whether Clem will find AJ or not is debatable.
Itβs people like you who make me love this game. I got stuck in that weapon depot for about 10 minutes, unable to get the βopenβ interact menu for the door. Trapped and scared, I yelled for help at the top of my lungs. Finally, someone came. Hesitant when I asked for a hold-fire, you approached the door. Thankfully you read my body language and realized I was stuck in the room and freed me. We had an exchange of firearms, giving you my M1A as gratitude for helping me. You protected me until I was near sewer pipe extract, where I declared we would part ways. As a final token of our bond, you offered me a factory exit key, which you undoubtably found in the jacket just as I was about to leave. It was destiny, that key...the gods had blessed us with loot for remembering we are playing with other humans. Itβs easy to forget that when all we hear is a snap and a fade to black....
So again, thank you nameless man, I wish I had your name to add you, but that would require killing you or watching you die, neither of which I had the grit to cope with.
