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5th Day of the 3rd Moon, 303 ACCastle Black, Sansa "Thank you, Ser Davos. I will let you know my decision on the morrow," her brother dismissed the old knight. As soon as the former smuggler left, Jon turned to her. "What do you think?" "I would trust neither of them. While Ser Davos seems somewhat reliable, he wasn't a capable Hand to Stannis." The old knight could barely read, let alone lead men into battle or govern a kingdom. Besides, Stannis had lost, and he lost badly. If Davos had been a…- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- 24th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC The Mad Maid, Oldtown The looming oily darkness pressed into her dreams and seeped into the recesses of her mind, and Malora Hightower awoke in a bed of cold sweat with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing, and her thin limbs felt sorer than usual. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and it would not calm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Many called her the Witch of Hightower or the Mad Maid. They were not wrong. She was born with a rare talent unseen for…
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- 8th Day of the 6th Moon, 299 ACThe Captain-General, Volantis Sieges were a messy affair. For the defenders, it was a test of resolve, a trial of will, and a game of waiting and numbers, as uncertainty hung upon their heads like a headsman's axe. The fate of those behind the walls should a city fall was tragic at best. Yet the attackers were not spared the risk either–laying siege broke armies and shattered causes. Ser Barristan had never had to defend a siege before but could imagine the woes…
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- 8th Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark Torrhen was heaving like a horse after a race, misty puffs escaping his mouth one after another. Two mornings had passed since his squire had begun running in full armour. While tired to the bone, not a word of complaint left his lips. Jon estimated it was one part pride and four parts pure stubbornness. Pride or not, persistence was respectable, if not always for the right reasons. Still, if stubbornness could be aimed properly, it became a boon, not a…
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- 8th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACLord Paxter Redwyne, Torrhen's Square While sufficiently defensible, the seat of House Tallhart was not particularly prosperous, but it shouldn't have come as much of a surprise. The Tallharts were a mere Masterly House if one of the stronger ones amongst their ilk. The Lord's solar was a suitably bright but bare room with a few hunting trophies, axes, and dusty tomes along a small bookshelf. Even the sole, worn-down tapestry behind the desk displayed some…
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- 12th Day of the 6th Moon, 299 ACThe Bog Devil, Myrish Marshes The air was heavy with the buzzing of flies and mosquitos; the stilted smell of the marshland nostalgically tickled his nose, soothing Howland's taut nerves after the massacre. "Never seen man so small and so dangerous," Zolo's words came out stilted as he patted Howland's shoulder. His smile looked almost demonic as his copper-skinned face was splattered crimson with blood from the earlier battle. The self-proclaimed Ko of Khal Eddard…
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- 29th of May 1993, SaturdayJuno It was a pleasant late spring day, and the sun shone bright enough to break apart the clouds. The Hogwarts grounds were flush with students milling around or resting in the shade of trees or columns. With the final exams nearing, many had brought their textbooks and notes, studying feverishly. "Why do you bother with Astronomy?" Padma asked. "Didn't you take your O.W.L. for it?" "I did. But I am still attending the second-year exams anyway," she said. "What about…
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- 130 ACRhaena Targaryen Visenya's crown was a small, delicate circle of gold, otherwise plain and unadorned. The crown of the most notorious queen in the realm—until Rhaenyra, at least. Visenya was whispered to be a dangerous sorceress at best and a kinslayer for killing her nephew at worst. Her support for Maegor was not something Jaehaerys the Conciliator had forgotten, nor was it something he had forgiven. Thus, Visenya was a dangerous name. The eldest sister and wife to the Conqueror himself,…
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- 19th Day of the 7th Moon, 299 ACEddard Stark, Outside of Myr Unlike Tyrosh, Lys, and Volantis, the walls of Myr were made of ordinary granite. It was of no surprise since, according to what Ned remembered from his childhood lessons, the town was either founded by Valyrian merchants or had started as a walled Andal town, conquered by the Freehold later. Forty-foot tall curtain walls dotted with watchtowers, squat gatehouses, and a garrison were more than enough to keep armies out of the city until the…
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- 14th Day of the 3rd Moon, 303 ACJon Snow Eyes closed, he focused on slipping his mind into the black-feathered bird on the desk before him. "Fool, fool," Mormont's raven cawed at him, making Jon halt his attempts with a snort. With a sigh, he stood up and tossed a few kernels of corn to the crotchety bird, who greedily began pecking at them. Maybe he was a fool. With quite some effort, Jon could slip into the minds of other animals. He had the easiest time with horses and ravens, but it took…
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