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      66.The Best Laid Plans66.The Best Laid Plans

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      by Gladiusx 27th Day of the 4th Moon, 299 ACThe Young Wolf, Lannisport When he dreamt of the Oakheart army retreating, Robb was wroth. Even more so when the scouts confirmed it when he woke up, and his irritation spiked once more when he saw the siege of Lannisport abandoned with his own eyes at noon. He did not even stop to admire the enormous Casterly Rock looming nearby, casting a dark shadow over his army. All the enemy scouts on the way were caught by the clansmen like Liddle and Knot, who seemed to be at…
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      13.That Damned Mutt13.That Damned Mutt

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      by Gladiusx 2nd Day of the 5th Moon Davos Seaworth, the Isle of Driftmark Stannis had taken his sweet time to come to a decision, and more than a moon later, they were finally here. “Driftmark is yours, my lord,” Monford Velaryon bowed deeply. The Lord of the Tides was a handsome, tall man garbed in green silk with fair hair and purple eyes. There was no woman next to him, and if Davos remembered correctly, his wife had died after a bad miscarriage a handful of years ago. According to the rumours he…
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      45.Cloudy Skies45.Cloudy Skies

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      by Gladiusx 19th Day of the 10th MoonThe Master of Coin Half a moon after the tourney had ended, King's Landing had finally calmed down from the craze, and the streets and inns were no longer overflowing. The evening was approaching, and it took Tyrion an hour to finally find the former Hand. The docks were overflowing with Northmen boarding heavy carracks, the green mermen and the grey direwolf banners proudly fluttering in the wind above. Dozens of prized steeds were brought up to the ship's stables, the noblemen…
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      89.Mending Bridges89.Mending Bridges

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      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 10th Moon, 299 ACCatelyn Stark Praying at the Sept no longer brought her comfort. Gone were the smell of incense and songs of soft prayer, and the bright-coloured windows were now dull. The small sept was no longer used as a shed now that the siege had ended, but Septon Chayle, Septa Mordane, and their novices had yet to return. Catelyn didn't know if they ever would, for neither war nor the cold was merciful. Once again, she was alone here, for nobody else in Winterfell was a devout…
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      40.The Bog Devil40.The Bog Devil

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      by Gladiusx 5th Day of the 9th Moon, 298ACThe Kingslayer Being a member of the kingsguard could be quite dull at times, following around the king while he went about his day or standing guard in front of doors, where the most exciting thing was the wall in front of you or the sounds of Robert fucking another whore. The nights on guard duty were the worst, where even staying awake was a problem. Of course, apart from the occasional moments when Cersei pulled him into her chambers for a quick tumble. But such…
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      51.The Sword in the Darkness51.The Sword in the Darkness

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      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 12th MoonThe First Ranger, Outside the Wall Benjen had hoped otherwise, but his nephew and Maester Aemon were proven right - the wights were real, and the brothers liked it little. Regardless, they sallied out, prepared to fight them and relieve the fort. They had to abandon their steeds; none of the horses wanted to get close to the tide of wights drowning the wooden fort. The hounds were much the same. Fighting in the night was messy. The lights of the torches and fires blurred…
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      32.Lies, Deception32.Lies, Deception

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      by Gladiusx 7th Day of the 8th MoonKing's LandingEddard Stark The king's steward was a jolly, balding man with a large potbelly, garbed in dark red robes adorned by golden stags and lions along the length of the sleeves. He warily stepped back at the sight of Winter but quickly managed to school his face with a slightly forced smile. Not that he was alone in this, most of the men-at-arms guarding the Red Keep looked at the direwolf with unease. "Lord Hand," he bowed with a stiff flourish. "Grandmaester…
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      64.Cooking Plots64.Cooking Plots

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      by Gladiusx 10th Day of the 4th Moon, 299 ACThe Bog Devil, South of Pentos The burden of command was no longer upon Howland's shoulders, and everything was right in the world. Sneaking, scouting, tracking, assassination, or even fighting in the marshland were his strengths, not leading a group of unruly Northmen. It was a double relief that his friend was back, and it no longer felt as if they were cornered with no way out. After the Pentoshi had refused to let them in the city, Eddard Stark grew more aggressive…
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      Epilogue-The Game ContinuesEpilogue-The Game Continues

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      by Gladiusx 'Year 301 After Aegon's Conquest saw Aegon Blackfyre venture east with ships and basic crews begrudgingly granted to him by Shireen Baratheon. His passage through Lys was met with cold indifference; his presence in Volantis only received hostility from the populace, who blamed him for the city's misfortune and the ruling Archon, who was afraid of being usurped.Many of the Essosi seem to have taken his abandonment of claims upon the Iron Throne as a sign of weakness. Yet time soon showed it was anything…
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      11.Plans and Punishments11.Plans and Punishments

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      by Gladiusx Eddard Stark His gaze inspected the crying Jeyne Poole, whose dress and hair were splashed by mud, before settling on the defiantly-looking Arya. "She called me 'Horseface'!" Vayon's daughter did not deny and instead cried harder. The Lord of Winterfell sighed inwardly. This was the last thing he wanted to deal with right now, but the wolfsblood was not something to be contained. But no longer. Ned had already lost Bran to this foolishness, which led his brother and sister to an early grave.…
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