She came upon a feast of corpses. Savagely slaughtered, the feasters lay strewn across overturned chairs and hacked trestle tables, asprawl in pools of congealing blood. Some had lost limbs, even heads. Savaged limbs clutched bloody cups, wooden spoons, roast fowl, heels of bread. On a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf.
Oh no I missed you doing requests! If you aren’t done taking them could you maybe draw Beric Dondarrion (either pre or post Brotherhood without Banners is fine) from ASoIaF? If you are done taking them then I am sorry don’t mind me. ;w;