![]() Ramsay's father, Lord Roose Bolton, chides him for his "amusements", and encourages Ramsay to incorporate his creed of "a peaceful land, a quiet people" into his own, if Ramsay ever hopes to rule. The bodies of the woman are fed to his dogs. The skins of his kills are brought back with him to the Dreadfort as gruesome trophies. The women who do not give him good sport are raped and then flayed alive. He likes to name his dogs after the women he enjoys most to "honor" them. He gives a quick death to women who give him good sport (after raping them first), then flays their corpses. He openly enjoys abusive practices such as having young women stripped naked and released into the Bolton forests, before hunting them with a pack of feral dogs. He is particularly good at thinking on his feet, though less savvy when it comes to long-term consequences and intricate politics. Ramsay is a cunning and capable manipulator. He is quite fond of the old House Bolton custom of flaying their enemies alive. Ramsay is a sadist he is cruel, savage and wild, taking delight in torturing others. Ramsay considers himself a true Bolton despite his birth and is highly resentful of his baseborn status, referring to himself proudly as the trueborn scion of the Dreadfort and violently correcting those who refer to him otherwise. Ramsay's weapons include a falchion, a dagger, and a flaying knife, all with hilts of yellow bone. His rounded helm and gorget resemble the face and shoulders of a skinless and bloody man whose mouth is open in a silent scream. For battle Ramsay wears dark armor with a red helm and a pale pink cloak. He also sometimes wears a black leather jerkin over a pink velvet doublet slashed with dark red satin, along with black boots, belt, and scabbard. Ramsay's attire includes calfskin boots, velvet doublet, silver-chased swordbelt, and a sable cloak. Ramsay sometimes wears a garnet cut in the shape of a drop of blood in his right ear. ![]() His distinctive eyes resemble Roose's - small, close-set, and oddly pale, like two chips of dirty ice. Although his mouth is small, Ramsay's lips are wide and meaty, wormy looking, and he smiles a wet-lipped smile. Ramsay's skin is pink and blotchy, his nose broad, his hair long and dark and dry. He is big boned and slope shouldered, with a fleshiness indicating he will be fat later in life. Ramsay is an ugly young man, even when dressed finely. OL18550243W Page_number_confidence 92.74 Pages 374 Partner Innodata Pdf_module_version 0.0.20 Ppi 300 Rcs_key 24143 Republisher_date 20201230114724 Republisher_operator Republisher_time 391 Scandate 20201228054910 Scanner Scanningcenter cebu Scribe3_search_catalog isbn Scribe3_search_id 9780141349176 Tts_version 4.Appearance and Character See also: Images of Ramsay Snow The Jubilee express / Maureen Johnson - A cheertastic Christmas miracle / John Green - The patron saint of pigs / Lauren MyracleĪccess-restricted-item true Addeddate 09:04:09 Associated-names Green, John, 1977- author Johnson, Maureen, 1973- author Myracle, Lauren, 1969- author Boxid IA40027102 Camera Sony Alpha-A6300 (Control) Collection_set printdisabled External-identifier ![]() Thanks to three of today's bestselling teen authors - John Green, Maureen Johnson, and Lauren Myracle - the magic of the holidays shines on these hilarious and charming interconnected tales of love, romance, and breathtaking kisses Or that the way back to true love begins with a painfully early morning shift at Starbucks. And no one would think that a trip to the Waffle House through four feet of snow would lead to love with an old friend. After all, a cold and wet hike from a stranded train through the middle of nowhere would not normally end with a delicious kiss from a charming stranger. A Christmas Eve snowstorm transforms one small town into a romantic haven, the kind you see only in movies. Sparkling white snowdrifts, beautiful presents wrapped in ribbons, and multicolored lights glittering in the night through the falling snow. ![]()
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