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From the moment her eyes open in the new world, Armeria was overwhelmed. Then again, waking in a place with nothing familiar would cause anyone from her world to be alarmed. She could pick out certain things, of course. The bed, even though it hardly resembled anything she slept on back at House Blacktyde. There were tables and chairs and a bookshelf full of words she would eventually get to reading. Still, everything was so otherworldly and perplexing to the young woman that eventually, she needed to get outside and see what else was different.

And she remains as calm as ever, her curiosity taking over any fear or worry that would normally rush someone her age. However, Armeria wasn't much of a normal girl where she came from. She is unafraid and spends the next several hours wandering the City and learning about how people were arriving there from all different times and places.

Before the sun begins to set, Armeria Blacktyde ends up at a large opening that reveals a harbour of water. But it looks nothing like anything she has seen before. There is no comfort to it. No sounds of lapping waves. Only stone walls were smooth and lacked any kind of natural form, with metal bars running the length of the entire beach. Yet, there's lots of sand and that is where she sits until she hears something going on behind her.
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The entire journey was one that Armeria enjoyed, even with all the possible dangers that could have happened. Her mother and sister were near to having their nerves entirely frayed with worry but she was hardly able to keep herself from rolling her eyes at them. She was the youngest and very adventurous, but also the most logical.

As much as she didn't want to go traipsing all over the North so her mother could find a suitable husband for her sister, here Armeria is watching her from the far end of the table speak with the Lady of Winterfell, Catelyn Stark while a feast and celebration continue on around them.

Taking her cup of mulled wine, she sips at it while watching people get up and dance. She spies the eldest of the Stark daughters talking with another her age and then of the second youngest son dashing through several people to chase after his pup. Then she sets her eyes on the eldest son, Robb, and watches him discreetly or so she thinks no one has noticed. It's only when her mother leans in and tells her to go speak to him that she realizes she's being a little more obvious than she had wanted. Her trepidation shows when she looks her mother in the eye, but she slowly gets to her feet, takes her cup and moves his way.

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