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25th Day of the 8th MoonThe Lord of Storm's End "This is an outrage!" For the first time Renly had seen, Pycelle was mad. The old, thoughtful man who looked ready to sleep at any moment was replaced with an energetic, frothing councillor so furious that spit flew with his every word. "Millennia of steadfast tradition will go down the drain if this is done!" "Let us not forget the cost, my lords," Bealish added, always the copper counter. "Training, recruitment, and transportation are not free;…-
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the ASOIAF universe. All recognisable characters, plots, and settings are the exclusive property of GRRM; I make no claim to ownership. Edited by: Bub3loka My uncle once told me that reputation, no matter how resounding or reliable, is never ironclad, and the young and foolish me did not believe him. Today, I was proven wrong. A kindly-looking man was invited to the meeting by a dark-faced Veasyr Valaeno. “Respected Magisters,” the…-
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28th of October, WednesdayHarry Monster hunting is a dangerous endeavour, but if there's one advantage wizard folk have over magical beasts, it's preparation. Potions that make you quicker, or your mind-sharper, protective clothing, enchantments to neutralise or even reduce the danger, portkeys to get you out of sticky situations where you can't gather enough focus or magic to apparate–each advantage can save your life, especially in cases when you're venturing into the hunting business alone.At the…-
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24th Day of the 8th MoonArya Stark, Winterfell Ser Roderick was incredibly strict, and so was Lyra. Neither even entertained the notion of allowing her training with a sword - even a small, arming one. Thus, Arya was stuck to her original plan - she had to master the bow and dagger to begin even pushing the idea. The dagger was not flashy or exciting enough, but the bow… The idea of taking down many foes from afar was just oddly appealing. A true master marksman had to be able to wield a bow…
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Disclaimer: I don't own HP, GOT, or ASOIAF. Would have finished the last two properly if I had.Edited by Bub3loka 14th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Kraken's Daughter, Nagga's Hill Asha shifted her weight, and pain flared like fire up her right ankle. Her left leg had gone numb from standing too long, but the other was worse, smashed during the storm that sank most of her fleet and broke her pride in half. She clenched her jaw to tide her through the pain and leaned on her cane, breathing…-
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20th of October, TuesdayHarry It became increasingly difficult to swallow his frustration; not even his monotone training and studies provided any relief. Even the anticipation of becoming an animagus dwindled as no thunderstorm arrived, and he still had to religiously do the sunset and sundown chants until one appeared. The tedium had its way of sucking out the joy of things. Regardless, he was no closer to finding Riddle's diary than he was after the Malfoy summer gala. There were no clues besides…
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Scarred Maiden “Did you hear? Weeping Town has been sacked!” “Weeping Town? How’d that even get attacked? Isn’t that over in the Reach?” “It’s in the Stormlands, Marge, south of the Rainwood and facing the Sea of Dorne.” Branda perked up as she wolfed down the last of her venison pie, listening closer to the talk in the kitchens. Hearsay in the kitchen was faster than most—Anne the Stewmistress was the wife of Hayford’s captain of the guard…
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13th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The King in the North, somewhere around the Neck. Even when pooling his mind and magic with Winter, Jon could feel the connection with Ghost and Bloodfyre fray as he flew southward. The bond still held, but it was like an old cobweb, stretched so thin that his mind struggled to pass through. In another hundred miles, he would no longer even feel their presence. Riding a dragon for days was a different affair from doing a short jaunt around Winterfell's hills.…
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18th Day of the 8th MoonJon Snow He awoke, fully rested. As usual, Val's bare form pleasantly clung to him under the thick furs. Being married… felt no different than before, but as time passed, Jon felt a sense of pressure on his shoulders, though that might have been because he had to lead over ten thousand men and women. Things were easy now, but Jon was all too well aware of how relentless and cruel the rising tide of darkness could be. At least his sleep had been good of late - or, as soon as…
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2nd of October, Friday, 1992Juno They exchanged bows, and the duel began. Harry stood there, carefully inspecting her; his wand pointed to the ground on the other side of the classroom, less than ten meters separating them. There was a new harshness to him compared to last year. He was taller, and his wiry frame had begun to fill out, yet his mind was still like a motionless pool of water. Juno surpassed him in terms of pure magical power; she could feel it. But it didn't make beating him any less…
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