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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…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 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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- 4th Day of the 3d Moon, 303 ACThe Young Dragon Aegon had decided to lead the assault on Storm's End himself, despite Griff's protests. He had remained in the camps during the storming of Gryffin's Roost, and the young king knew he had to prove himself in battle sooner or later. Their plan was relatively simple, but it could have gone very wrong very fast. The fact remained that they needed Storm's End to have a solid grasp over the Stormlands. And if they failed to take it, their whole campaign would…
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- 5th of May 1994, Saturday (Same Day) Sirius Black He did not expect his first visit to Dumbledore’s office in a year to be so… grim. Perhaps being summoned because Harry was finally acting his age and getting into some mischief, but nothing this serious. “Moony did what?!” The hot rush of rage in his throat that threatened to erupt was quickly doused. Harry over vengeance. He would not make the same mistake that landed him in Azkaban. “Where is Harry?!” “I’m afraid I’m not…
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- 17th Day of the 13th Moon, 298 ACCortnay Penrose, the Kingswood Their camp was a mess, but they had won the battle. At the earliest estimate, fifteen hundred were dead, but the enemy had lost nearly twice as much, and many more had been captured. A good chunk of the second were Essosi sellswords, which would hang by noon. "Don't move, Ser," Maester Lymon shuffled around Cortnay's left, wrapping around Penrose's broken forearm. The knight could only grit his teeth at the slivers of pain jolting down…
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- 28th Day of the 5th Moon, 303 ACJon Snow, near Winterfell They were less than a day from Winterfell, and the sun was slowly crawling to the west. The camp was already being set, for they had to be fresh for the coming battle, yet have enough distance from the Bolton army to get in formation should they attempt to force a battle. The previous days were spent amongst the men, ensuring everything was organised and ready for battle. Wildlings did not practise things like formations and had no idea how to…
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- 10th day of the 4th Moon Torren Liddle The crisp morning air saw him kneeling in prayer at the Heart Tree amidst its thick roots, just as the first rays of the sun lazily peaked from the eastern hills. His breath formed fleeting misty clouds in the morning cold. The weirwood was old, older than the Liddles, with most of its gnarly roots being thicker than a woman's waist. Torren opened his eyes and looked at the carved face grotesquely twisted in defiance as usual. The Gods had proven merciful…
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- 258 AC The Young Princess Keep the weirwood close. Rhaella fiddled with her hairpin. Shaped like a dragon’s wing, it shone like polished bone under the lamplight and was warm in her fingers, but little to ease the tightness in her chest. Ser Rolland gave her a curt nod and slid the door open. The Hand’s audience chamber was surprisingly cool. It was the most likely place her father could be found when not in court or a small council meeting. Crimson Myrish rugs lined the floor,…
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- Eddard Stark "Lord Stark," his friend greeted him with a smile, and Ned finally felt some relief. Howland Reed was still a head shorter than him and slim like all the other crannogmen. A slight brown stubble sported on his chin, and his signature bronze scaleshirt peeked beneath his dark-green cloak. "It's Ned for you, Howland. Did you come alone?" "Five of my men are in Wintertown," Howland supplied before looking around the bustling with training guardsmen yard. He carefully leaned in and…
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- Tuesday23rd of June 1992Lucius "So, what has been taken?" Narcissa asked, her face unreadable. The Gala had ended, all the guests had left, Draco had gone to sleep, and Dobby had not appeared to clean up, alerting him that something was wrong. After an hour of frantic searching, Lucius realised someone had broken into the secret chamber where he kept all his unsavoury items, which explained why his elf was missing. "The item he entrusted me," Lucius shuddered. "This is not good. No, this…
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