if the sky can crack [OTA mingle]

[sixthiteration]

Hail had been falling for two days now, peppering the ground and shredding the grass but rather than melt away like a late spring storm it had only intensified, growing in diameter and moving from a mild annoyance to damned near deadly. As the storm raged, ice flew up through updrafts and was forced back to earth in the downdraft, accumulating layer after layer of murky debris until it went hurtling toward the earth with wicked accuracy.

Shingles were ripped from roofs, the wind howled and lightning cracked. The hail had driven both humans and animals into the safety of the indoors, to the dark corners of buildings that might withstand the assault. With only candlelight and the hushed voices of villagers to stave off fear and boredom, the storm raged like a sentient being heedless of those who might be caught in the path.

After the storm, a calm came over the land and weak sunlight glinted off smoke-tinged ice. Steam rose from the melt and humidity was thick in the air; petrichor hung heavy, a soothing scent after a savage display of natural fury.

[OOC: Your hail mingle post. Feel free to have characters on the run, gathering animals or inside the Town Hall waiting out the storm.]

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[thekittenqueen]

"Robb," she smiled softly. "Yes, he is somber, as most of the Starks are. This place doesn't grant much in the way of happiness save for the kind we make for ourselves. Or if our family joins us."

She wasn't that fortunate, but it was gratifying to see others were.

As the dogs started to chew on her bootlace, Margaery excused herself for a moment, only to dig out a bit of meat from her basket. "I brought something to eat. They might like it more than your boots?"

[forthecrown]

"Yes, I think they're both hungry," Elizabeth said. She was grateful for anything to be able to give the poor pups, considering they'd shown up at the worst possible time. Normally she wasn't the sort to give table scraps to her dogs - it spoiled them, naturally - but Elizabeth couldn't deny them anything right now. Not with the storm raging outside and them hungry.

"If you would be so kind? I wouldn't normally feed them scraps but I think there's nothing to feed them with except what we eat."