[The place is big, and Jon is tired of it already. He’s sitting on a wooden bench in a little corridor off to the side of the market. It has little signs that look like people, and the word INFORMATION, although he is sure they cannot give him the kind of information he seeks.
So it is that he’s alone, taking his rest, when the message comes through on the ScryWatch. A strange name to it, but the Travelers come from all sorts of places.]
un: jon.snow My name is not SOS, it is Jon Snow. I will help you if I can, and if you need it.
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So it is that he’s alone, taking his rest, when the message comes through on the ScryWatch. A strange name to it, but the Travelers come from all sorts of places.]
un: jon.snow
My name is not SOS, it is Jon Snow. I will help you if I can, and if you need it.