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20th Day of the 12th Moon, 299 AC (13 Days Later)The Onion Knight, King's Landing There was a risk to every endeavour. Every man who had lived on the edge of the law knew this–Davos more so than most. Smuggling was, in essence, the art of measuring and taking risks. Big risk oft was fortuitous upon success but rarely bereft of consequence. He would know. A knighthood and rising from the muck of Fleabottom–in exchange for a ship full of salt and onions and the fingertips on his left hand. The risk…-
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“The whore on Dragonstone is not the threat. No more than Rowan and those traitors in the Reach. The danger is my uncle. Once Daemon is dead, all those fools flying our sister’s banners will run back to their castles and trouble us no more.” -Aemond Targaryen The Greens gained momentum after the Sacking of Tumbleton. It was said that Maelor’s brutal death had awoken a terrible anger in the young Prince Daeron, for he had ordered the inhabitants of the market town put to the sword—even…-
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22nd Day of the 4th Moon, 299ACMargaery Tyrell, outside of King's Landing Her pregnancy was progressing more than well–the babe was entering the fourth moon, and there were no problems according to the gaggle of maesters her father had dragged along. Motherhood and the birthing bed were daunting, but her mother and grandmother assured her things would be fine. In the end, Margaery tried not to dwell on it. She had other woes to consider; everything else was not as rosy. The war was not going as…
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21st day of the 9th moon, 299 ACMelisandre of Asshai, near a nameless holdfast Unlike the mere stop at Eastwatch in her quest for answers, Melisandre could now rest and look at her surroundings. And see, she did, for the North was different in her eyes. It differed from the lands sprawling Beyond the Wall and the primordial Haunted Forest. The Wolfswood was just as old, but the Northmen had left their trace on it, down to the well-trodden forest paths, the old remnants of ringforts, or the…
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22nd December 1992 (same day)Albus Dumbledore Twice slain, thrice risen, the herald of death shall once again face destiny. It didn't make sense. Twice slain implied the herald of death would be… well, dead. But then again, prophecies rarely made any sense. His meditation sessions had become significantly more effective in suppressing the Death Stick's influence after All Hallows' Eve. Whatever had happened that day had brought a significant change in the Hallow, and the bloodthirsty artefact…-
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5th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACDaario Naharis, Northern Myrish Heartland. "We found 'em," Mero, the Captain of the Second Sons, came to their weathered camp with a posse of his sellswords. "Who did you find?" Daario Naharis asked, stroking his painted beard. "Was it another group of rebels? Or perhaps some of the fools that aid them?" "I found both," Mero said, and a savage smile spread across his scarred face, reminding Daario of a crimson ape from the Summer Isles with his long, bushy, gold-red…
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Second Half of the 8th Moon, 299 ACVictarion Greyjoy, Outside Deepwood Motte "So my last son is dead," Balon noted, his impassive face darkening as he listened to Meldred Merlyn's blubbering explanation. "And you fled from the battle despite having the numbers." "They had an army of wolves and giants, behemoths that were all teeth and fur," Meldred whimpered, head bowed all the way to the ground. Victarion never considered the Merlyn lord to be a great warrior, but he didn't think him such a…
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12th Day of the 9th Moon, 299 ACSer Kevan Lannister, King's Landing Kevan stood at the Red Keep's ramparts and gazed upon King's Landing and the Blackwater Rush, ignoring the petering of the rain as it slowly soaked through his cloak. There wasn't much else to do nowadays, at least until the rain passed. Some days, the rain halted, but the sky was overcast, and the wind coming from the sea was vicious, promising a return of the storm. And the storm would return the next day or the one after.…
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15th Day of the 9th Moon, 303 AC Damion Lannister, Braavos He had never been a large man, nor broad of shoulder, but age had shrunken him all the same. Perhaps it was some hidden ailment, or he had displeased the gods somehow, but at eight-and-fifty, Ser Damion Lannister stood scarcely five and a half feet, his limbs turned to kindling twigs, his knees trembling like old reeds in the wind. The strength he had once carried into the lists, the pride he bore in the melee of his youth, had long since…-
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14th of December 1994, Wednesday (7 days later) Narcissa Cornelius Fudge was by no means a pleasant man, but he was a clever one, at least where small matters were concerned. Useless fools could never climb to the top of the Ministry. He was an old hand at managing publicity, whether good or bad, and balancing the department heads and the warlock-lords of the Wizengamot. Dislodging him from the seat of a Minister was by no means easy, nor was it as simple as she had first thought. To…
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