one; a letter. ( un: sansastark )

[clothed]

[ sansa, when she finally understands the purpose of the strange, sleek brace she's been given, carefully taps out a letter for all that it might interest. ]

My heartfelt greetings to all that this letter may find.

My name is Sansa of House Stark, daughter of Eddard, Warden of The North. I write regarding the inclement weather that plagues the city now. The snow is harsh, and heavy, and to judge by the bite of the wind, it will be no less cruel.

I seek aid. I do not know how to hunt game, nor do I understand most of the meals sold in the glass-windowed shops found in this city. As well, I need cloths, and needle and thread, to fashion clothes that will stand the coming weather. I hope to sustain myself here, but know not how or where to begin. I can only offer my skills with needlework in exchange for any help.

I would be indebted for any kindness given.

( OOC: accompanying log can be found here! )

Comments

un; jiangcheng2 1/2

[consignation]

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text | j.valentine

[torsion]

Alright, what are you doing right now?

un: Adagium

[profanation]

Come now, there's no need for that!
We're mostly kind souls here, given to bouts of spontaneous charity!
Where might you be, in this most inhospitable weather?
Home, I should hope!

[huaisang]

You arrived at such bad time, I don't know what I would do under this weather and alone.

text | un: stcethleannfan

[baitless]

Ah, feel free to contact me if you need anything, and do not feel as though you need to compensate me for it. I would be willing to help you navigate those shops and how to prepare food with the facilities available, since... well, I am aware of how complicated it is if you are not familiar with how everything works.

There is also a farm in Greatmoon Grove owned by a kind couple that may be easier to work with. I can see if I can contact the proprietor for you if you would like, though it may be difficult for you to get there in the inclement weather.

video; un: benefic

[aheroipray]

[ She doesn't bother with text. Sansa has already gotten quite a few responses, and she figures there's no better way to be thrown into the fire (metaphorically) than this. ]

Hello! Hope this doesn't give you a scare. Seems you've gotten a bit of help... feeling a bit more confident now?

un: lian

[holycurse]

Hello, and welcome to the city! These heavy snows have only recently begun, so I'm afraid you've arrived at a rather bad time. Do you still need assistance with anything? The idea of moonlacing can be difficult to get used to, but money can also be earned through traditional employment, if you wish to avoid too much of such contact. I can direct you to a few good craft shops as well, for cloth and the like.

un: undyingsoul

[necroyalty]

Hello, Lady Stark.

My name is Ambrosine, queen of Vanth, fourth of her name and daughter of Elias the Grim and his first wife, Magus Concordia Mirthwood of Blackthorne.

Unless you have a more unconventional figure, I've found that the shops here have some garments ready made that are more than serviceable. You do suffer a bit for the right fit, but they'll keep you warm for the few months you'll need them.

text, un: noir

[gracile]

Hello Sansa!
I'm Haru of House Okumura, daughter of Kunikazu, CEO of Okumura Foods.

[Okay, not really, but it was such a fancy-sounding introduction...]

You're hardly the only person a little out of place here, but everyone's very welcoming!
Have you found someone to show you around yet? Or, at least, find you some food?

text | un: stormflower

[sleepinglotus]

Hello, Sansa.

It seems you've gotten some assistance already. If you are still concerned about food, I can offer my services until you've gotten more familiar with the inner workings of Prismatica.

text | un: konoha

[lumberlady]

[gasp... ! medieval cameraderie]

greeting, SANSA OF HOUSE STARK!

i KONOHA! name spell like 🌳🍃.

i think same when i arrive! no need worry! here money easy to get, no need make own clothes or food.

i do, but no need to! can explain if you desire.

(Text; UN: motherofdragons)

[decisiveconquest]

(She is torn, her anger and her bitterness colliding like a storm within her brain. Sansa Stark stood against her and never trusted her. She was like her brother, but they are without their armies here and lashing out could disrupt what alliances she has been able to make.)

Welcome, Lady Stark. If you know how to cook or bake, you will find all you require in the market place.