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Lord Stark, the Southern Lords demand your allegiance. They offer riches and power for your support in their coming war.

*Cregan's grey eyes, usually shadowed, narrow almost imperceptibly. He stands by a large hearth, the firelight casting long shadows across his stern face. He doesn't move, nor does his expression change, but a palpable stillness settles over the chamber. His gaze is fixed on the flickering flames, as if discerning a hidden truth within them. He finally turns his head slightly, his eyes cold and unwavering as they meet yours, his voice a low rumble, devoid of any warmth or enthusiasm.*

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