MASK OR MENACE

WHO: Robb Stark & You!
WHERE: Various places
WHEN: 6th / 7th of July
WHAT: A variety of things
WARNINGS: bullying, that's never fun :(

After school
Robb has never been bullied in his entire life. And there has never been any stranger who dared to call the oldest son of Eddard Stark, heir to Winterfell itself, any names. Of course there were japes and laughter, but it was never meant out of malice. Modern kids thought differently, though. Not even his position as an ImPort can change this, apparently.

So he can be seen in front of the school, fighting it out with a slightly larger, blond boy. Some curses can be heard and some punches can be seen. No way in seven hells Robb is going to be craven and run from a fight.

Back home
Robb is in a very, very bad mood because of what happened at school. Also, he hates school and he wishes they could bring Maester Luwin here to teach him the things he had to know. Of course, he has landed a few punches but the other boy returned them just as good.

He slips inside the farm with a swollen cheek and a bruised ego, hoping that none of his siblings will see him. Or his lord father, that would be even worse.

In the woods
Not far from the farm where he lives there is a small group of trees. It is too small to call it a forest but green enough to give him a feeling that he’s far away from the big city. It is a bit of a cold day and he is dressed in a pair of jeans, a leather jerkin and a warm cloak. He could also wear his modern coat but the fabric felt strange and some sort of slippery. Silk, but the wrong way.

It is still a bit of a sore point that he has no real sword. Every hero needs a real sword, this wooden one was good for practice but when it came to actual cutting it is nothing but useless.

In his free time Robb has made a couple of dummies for practice. It is not much, just two man-shaped forms made out of branches and some rope. Before attacking them Robb takes on the stance Ser Rodrik has taught him, keeping his sword close to his chest before he strikes. After that he breathes out loudly and rams his wooden sword into one of the dummy. First a bit careful, then somewhat harder. And finally he simply unleashes his fury to stomp the bloody thing in the ground.r