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When word spread through the North that the Good Queen's dear cousin, Edric Storm, was in need of swords and good men to wield them, many greybeards, second and third sons, both noble and common, flocked to his banner. In addition to the overly generous northern 'gift' of arms and armour, Edric Storm's forces quickly swelled. Within three moons, it was estimated that three thousand Northern warriors landed in Duskendale, swiftly joining Edric's men who had just defeated a small host. The war for the…-
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29th of November 1994, Tuesday (2 days later) ??? The Dark Lord The plan to meet with the Italian Minister and control him in person had fallen through. Dumbledore had moved swiftly, notifying the ICW and even managing to make the slothful behemoth act quickly—Ettore Velenza was now guarded by twenty elite hit wizards from Africa, Australia, and the Far East around the clock. They were no better or worse than other veteran hit wizards where fighting and guarding were concerned, but each one…-
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Unlikely King The Crownlands and the royal banners were quick to muster; they always were. Most of the strength had gathered outside King’s Landing, a force of eight thousand strong camping on the outskirts of the city. Over a third of those swords were sworn to the Iron Throne directly. The Narrow Sea Houses were not here, gathered instead at Dragonstone, commanded by Lord Valarr Velaryon in a second host, half the strength of the one outside the city…-
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Wandering Bastard Silver-gold hair that shone like molten silver in the torchlight, eyes of amethysts, and a pale, delicate face that was ethereal, beautiful like no other. He had seen this eerie, almost inhuman charm only in the Others, and even their features slanted towards the cold and sinister rather than the beautiful. She did not announce her name, but she did not need to. The kingsguard addressed her with respect that even a lady of a great house would not…
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A common enemy is an interesting thing. I never thought I would witness such a historical moment, but few would ever know of it. After the Doom (and even before that), it would’ve been unthinkable for the magisters of Lys and Myr, the bearded priests of Norvos, the viziers of Qohor, or the masters of Slaver’s Bay to ever sit at one table, let alone agree on one thing. The half-peasant king must be stopped. Aside from Old Blood of Volantis and the Forty of Pentos, the full legacy of the Freehold…
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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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With the arrival of the royal fleet commanded by Lord Donnel Darry and Ser Roland Darklyn of the Kingsguard on Greenstone, the Band of the Nine and their four fleets found themselves pincered. Maelys Blackfyre was now facing the royal forces from the north, and the constant raids of the Iron Fleet led by Quellon Greyjoy, the Lord Reaper of Pyke, with Plankytown as their base. For a moment, the war reached a stalemate. The Iron Throne had a smaller fleet, but a larger share of it was warships…
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Weary King He was a man twice wed now, now to a younger, more beautiful wife than Betha, but it did not make him feel any better. Even though he knew the necessity of the act, guilt coiled in his belly like a cold, serpentine knot that left him feeling restless all over. Worse, he had found some joy in the young woman in his bed, and it felt like the greatest betrayal. When the door slid open, the red, slender figure marched into his solar, finding him pacing across…
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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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Dumbledore Returns to International Affairs and Urges Caution By Betty Braithwaite, 2nd of January 1995 The already retired arch-wizard and defeater of the Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald has officially returned to the ICW headquarters, meeting Supreme Mugwump Lucas Silvano behind closed doors. The meeting is said to have lasted a full six hours, but the contents of their talk remain a secret. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore has come forth, urging the wizards, witches, beings, and…
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