Olenna Redwyne (Grandma Tyrell)
SNKY WEIRWOOD BOYS TAKE 2
drafted by KhaleesiSOMF
+1 point every time she interlocks arms with someone while walking.
Raw Stats
Total | Kills | Politics | Insults | Wine | Sex | Thrones | Deaths | Special | Feels |
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24 | 0 | 0 | 24 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Event Log
Insults Delivered / Funny Lines
The Tyrell caravan stops just so Grandma Tyrell can deliver a burn on the entire city of King's Landing.
"Oh... you can smell the shit from five miles away." (Funny Line)
"Oh... you can smell the shit from five miles away." (Funny Line)
"Renly Baratheon shagged half the stable boys in the Seven Kingdoms. Everyone knew, no one cared."
(Witty Insult)
to Cersei: "Put the pen down, dear. We both know you're not writing anything."
(Witty Insult)
Cersei Lannister: "Ah, yes. The famously tart-tongued Queen of Thorns."
Olenna: "And the famous tart, Queen Cersei." (Witty Insult)
Olenna: "And the famous tart, Queen Cersei." (Witty Insult)
Cersei Lannister: "As for your veiled threats..."
Olenna: "What veil?" (Threat)
Olenna: "What veil?" (Threat)
High Sparrow: "I'm telling you a simple truth - I serve the Gods. The Gods demand justice."
Olenna: "How do they communicate their demands? By raven or horse?" (Witty Insult)
Olenna: "How do they communicate their demands? By raven or horse?" (Witty Insult)
Petyr Baelish: "It was an establishment like no other. The sheer range of appetites catered to. Desires that didn't even exist until we invented them."
Olenna: "You've always been rather impressed with yourself, haven't you?" (Witty Insult)
Olenna: "You've always been rather impressed with yourself, haven't you?" (Witty Insult)
Petyr Baelish: "I promise you-"
Olenna Tyrell: "I promise you, Lord Baelish, that our fates are joined. Together we murdered a king. If my house should fall, I will have nothing to hide. And if I should meet with some accident here at your broken little flesh market, they'll never even find what's left of you." (Threat)
Olenna Tyrell: "I promise you, Lord Baelish, that our fates are joined. Together we murdered a king. If my house should fall, I will have nothing to hide. And if I should meet with some accident here at your broken little flesh market, they'll never even find what's left of you." (Threat)