[ That reaction to the Wall isn't an uncommon one. Most people of Westeros never get the chance to see it up close. Why travel that far north, after all? And yet the Wall has existed for hundreds of years, a true marvel of human invention, there's no denying that. Even Tyrion Lannister had taken the chance to see it with his own eyes when he'd been given the opportunity.
It's not as if Jon had anything to do with the Wall's creation, but he can still hold pride for his role in guarding it. He's fought off a number of attacks against it now, and succeeded each time.
Alistair's question is an understandable one, as he's already put together the fact that joining the Night's Watch isn't a choice made lightly. This does dig into something more personal, however. Jon's status as a bastard is no secret where he comes from; his very name gives him away. Maybe a small part of him had hoped that he could have existed in this Wonderland without that hanging over him, but that had been the wishful thinking of a boy, and he's supposed to be a man now.
He looks to Alistair as he walks, drawing in a heavy breath as he braces himself. ]
I was born into a noble family, one of the great Houses of my world... but as a bastard. I grew up knowing I had no place among my half-siblings. Joining the Night's Watch seemed the only way that I could create my own sort of honor, and make a name for myself.
[ In a single moment, Jon has made the conversation much heavier. Then again, Alistair had asked. Looking forward again, Jon counters the question. ] And what of you, and your Grey Wardens?
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It's not as if Jon had anything to do with the Wall's creation, but he can still hold pride for his role in guarding it. He's fought off a number of attacks against it now, and succeeded each time.
Alistair's question is an understandable one, as he's already put together the fact that joining the Night's Watch isn't a choice made lightly. This does dig into something more personal, however. Jon's status as a bastard is no secret where he comes from; his very name gives him away. Maybe a small part of him had hoped that he could have existed in this Wonderland without that hanging over him, but that had been the wishful thinking of a boy, and he's supposed to be a man now.
He looks to Alistair as he walks, drawing in a heavy breath as he braces himself. ]
I was born into a noble family, one of the great Houses of my world... but as a bastard. I grew up knowing I had no place among my half-siblings. Joining the Night's Watch seemed the only way that I could create my own sort of honor, and make a name for myself.
[ In a single moment, Jon has made the conversation much heavier. Then again, Alistair had asked. Looking forward again, Jon counters the question. ] And what of you, and your Grey Wardens?