‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝘁he‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍tall.

TEMP PINNED: independant portrayal of ser duncan the tall, a knight of the seven kingdoms —— for the asoiaf && fantasy verses. ﹙ 21↑﹚ mdni, lewd dni.

uh, y—yes ... of course, my legs could use some good rest. do you know of a place?

duncan parece tensarse ante su repentina mirada, acomodándose nervioso el escudo que lleva a la espalda y de cuya correa se agarra. “suelo... descansar ahí.”

carraspea ... puede que haya encontrado a @mercedariis reposando bajo "su" árbol.

‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍with another bite, dunk nods and hums. reaching, he awkwardly struggles to get whole apple out of pocket but, when he does, he hands it over——smaller in his hands. ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍“good thing i keep a few ... are you hungry?”

‍‍ ‍ ‍‍oh. i thought you ... had something in mind.

coen ... ? 😟

wait——! ( he exclaims, soon feeling bad for shouting at ... himself. ) you must be playing tricks on me. *😟

cluelessly turning around and meeting the other with raised brows, a half—bitten apple at hand. “oh, hey.”

the knight also grips tight the handle of his sword but——as he relaxes, who once looked like an imposing tower, now was nothing but an anxious mess. “h—ey...” he pauses, noticing the blood. “are you hurt?”