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14th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACThe Quiet Wolf, Myr He dreamt of the Northern mountains, of a corpse-strewn shore with towering weirwoods before an old castle, but the faces looked freshly carved, all solemn, grim, and vengeful to the last. The pleasant chill in the air felt nostalgic after Essos's suffocating heat. It felt like home. Ned knew that place, for he had visited Stonegate Keep many times, even with the uncharacteristic stench of death and battle lingering in the air. 'This is not a normal…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 13th Day of the 9th Moon, 300 ACSer Barristan Selmy, the Blackfyre camp near the Golden Bridge There were no lines of friends and foes pushing in an attempt to envelop or flank one another and gain the upper hand. There were no honourable duels or any semblance of order, just pure chaos. Men who were allies, comrades in arms at sunrise, were now slaughtering each other with no rhyme or reason. Merely groups of chaotic warriors, knights, men-at-arms and auxiliaries led by lords, heirs, or captains. Some…
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? Jaime Lannister, outside the walls of Harrenhal They had twenty-one thousand men from the Westerlands and five thousand more from the Riverlands. The Riverlords' loyalty was shaky at best, but all of them had given hostages now tightly secured in Casterly Rock, so they had no choice but to send men to fight this Aegon Targaryen. A poor host, but this was everything Tommen could muster. He would have three thousand more, but someone had killed every single soul in the Twins. Now, the position of…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
- 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…
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- 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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- Corruption or Incompetence? The Ministry’s play for House Black and Lestrange’s seats! By our correspondent Kateris Tree While certain elements claim the attack on Hogsmeade was a premeditated murder and a bold escape, I have unearthed new evidence that implies otherwise. Further exploration of that day—including memories provided to me by a handful of witnesses on the scene—suggests that Lady Juno Bellatrix Black has been kidnapped by unknown assailants. “Miss Black has never broken a…
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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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