29 Results in the "Breaker’s Tale" category
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26.The Wolf and the Doe
4th Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark His connection to Stormstrider had snapped, like a taut string cut clean by a sword. It was gone, but its echo lingered like the phantom feeling left after one lost a limb. He didn't even need to reach his senses out to know that Shireen had bonded with the purple drake. Jon suspected this could happen, but to see a bloodline link just steal his dragon before him was sobering. Judging by Stormstrider's defiant snarl when he reached out with his mind,…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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25.The Flying Storm
28th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Cersei Lannister, Casterly Rock None wept when word arrived of the Ironmen's devastating defeat at Oldtown. It was said that the bells rang out in triumph and the taverns overflowed with drunken merriment, though half the city lay charred and blackened. Even in Lannisport, wine flowed like a river in celebration. Yet the treacherous Reach was weaker for it, and that gladdened Cersei's heart the most. 'Let the fools bleed each other dry,' she…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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24.Writhing Shadows
24th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC The Mad Maid, Oldtown The looming oily darkness pressed into her dreams and seeped into the recesses of her mind, and Malora Hightower awoke in a bed of cold sweat with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing, and her thin limbs felt sorer than usual. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and it would not calm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Many called her the Witch of Hightower or the Mad Maid. They were not wrong. She was born with a rare talent unseen for…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- 23rd Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark The clanging of steel carried through the trees, cutting through the quiet of the godswood. Even in the snow, Arya's footsteps were graceful, and Needle flickered all across in a storm of steel, the tip poking at his vitals with every thrust. It was swift and sudden, though there was little strength behind the sword. Jon hefted his tourney blade, either swatting away the blows or meeting them head-on with the blunt of the sword. Once he had seen…
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22.Sowing the Wind
17th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Denys Drumm, the Sunset Sea Denys drove the point of his blade through ringmail and flesh with ease, the ripples of red steel sliding into the foe's breast as though it were butter. A twist, a yank, and the man crumpled. Another stood before him, a Greenlander armoured in heavy steel, hefting a greatsword. Yet no matter how heavy his strikes or good his lobstered plate was, he was no match for the Lord of Old Wyk. Not with Red Rain in Denys Drumm's hand. The Valyrian…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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21.A Crown for a King
11th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Shireen Since her greyscale was gone, Shireen's appetite had returned with a vengeance. She hungered for meat most of all, and no single portion seemed enough. At first, she forced herself to eat sparingly, fearing she might grow soft and round, like Lady Cerwyn, but such restraint only left her belly aching with protest. Maester Wolkan had called it a growth spurt, so she had allowed herself bacon, cheese, and eggs, and ate them with relish. Today was no…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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20.The New Hand of Winter
26th Day of the 6th MoonJon Stark "The… princess is in good health," Wolkan said after leaving the new quarters assigned to Myrcella in the Great Keep. "The stress and the cold have taken a toll on her, especially while still recovering from such a heavy, bone-deep wound on her face." "Rickard, I want two loyal swords at her door at all times," Jon commanded coldly, leaving no room to doubt the seriousness of his order. "Once she's well enough to walk, inform Myrcella that her presence is demanded…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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2. Convergence of Fates
28th Day of the 2nd Moon, Year 303 After Aegon's Conquest Castle Black The air was so heavy and charged with magic that it pulsed, crackling with energy. A grand ritual of fire and blood, bound by magic and fate, swirled from the blazing pyre. Aemon, son of Maekar, left the world with a smile as if he knew a joke nobody else did. An old and wise man who declined kingship for duty. Even when his sight failed him, his wits remained sharp, and Aemon kept tending to the Night's Watch to the best of…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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19.Damsels in Distress
22nd Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACMelisandre of Asshai The last moon had opened her eyes. Winterfell was akin to Storm's End; she could feel the old, forgotten spells woven into the bedrock below. They blocked light, shadow, and darkness in equal measure. And the air sang when Jon was crowned, the tune echoing deep into the ground below. From smoke and salt, he was reborn, waking more than he had been before. Tempered by the cold grasp of death and reforged fires of the funeral pyre, the…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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18.Dragons in the Dark
15th Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACAegon Targaryen, Harrenhal The Kingslayer was no fool. He had drawn them beneath the black walls of Harrenhal, just far enough so the Lannister marksmen could rain arrows from the ramparts. The clash had been bloody, and then the Lannister host had retreated west, leaving behind a field of corpses and a fortress that refused to fall quickly. Two thousand Lannister men had died beneath the walls, yet Aegon had lost twice that. Taking the cursed fortress cost five…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
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