Snippet #1971817

Harlon Greyjoy

Wouldn't that be a good day, to see the Kraken swallow this place. Harlon looked around, a small sense of pride coming over him, being a Greyjoy and all, but still somewhat disinterested in the whole idea. For now, he'd blame his age on his lack of enthusiasm in regard to his brother's comment, and ended up refocusing on the commands his brother gave to the crew. Harlon did enjoy being out at sea, on the ships, and already knew that, eventually, he'd end up on a ship. This would be his life while Donnel ruled and his sister's lived out their lives.

Harlon stepped off the ship after his brother, looking around. He wouldn't have been surprised if they were here first. The sea's tended to be clearer than the street's of the city. That is, if the weather allowed for smooth sailing.

"It looks like you're in luck," Harlon smiled, gesturing towards one of the guards riding towards them on his horse. He was most likely sent by their father, and that would ultimately mean the family had beaten them here. "I wonder if they're already at the castle."