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Into the swing of the war against the Reach, King Tommen Lannister and King Patrek Mallister slowly found themselves pushed back by the consolidated armies of the Reach. Even the Sundering barely gave pause to the war. With the Iron Islands under the control of Hightower, iron and trade goods from the North flowed freely into the Reach more than into the Riverlands and the Westerlands. If the war had happened two decades earlier, the results might have been different, but the War of the Five Kings and…-
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The Hound, they called him. Not a knight, never a knight, despite bearing a white cloak once. A deserter, an oathbreaker, and a dangerous beast of a man who had sent too many to the Stranger before their time. When he washed near the Quiet Isle, I was tempted, oh so very tempted, to leave the rot in his wounds to spread and let the fever take its course. Or simply let him drift down the Bay of Crabs, where the bay's namesakes would feast on his flesh and return him to the Stranger's embrace. By all…
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259 AC The Crownlands The Pale Knight Jon had always known the reign of the Unlikely was far from smooth, but witnessing the trouble and woe of the land with his own eyes was far different from reading lifeless words inked down on a page. Even the North in his day was never completely worry-free with its vast territory, the wildling raids, and the danger of Ironmen threatening the western shores, but the situation left him feeling aghast. The Riverlands had its own share of issues gleaned…-
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Dim light slipped through the curtains, the sort that comes when it's still day outside but the sky is cloudy. The waking world was not much better than the Dream. Her limbs had thinned and were now heavy and slow to obey, though her mind was surprisingly clear. Something had also changed in the air, but it was too subtle for Rhaella to pinpoint. Moments after she stirred awake, Pycelle swept into the room, fussing over her and muttering…
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Dozens of battles and countless skirmishes, big and small, were fought between the Lord of Highgarden and the Westerlands-Riverlands alliance. None were decisive, but casualties began to pile up as the year progressed. The lands of House Crane and Rowan were quickly drained and put to the torch many a time, with the smallfolk killed, scattered or dispossessed. Warbands from both sides continued their incursions deeper, setting the Northmarch and the southern Riverlands and Westerlands ablaze. Lord…
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3rd of September 1994, Saturday (2 days later) Fleur Delacour The small hall was no different from a modest dining room, but more than enough to accommodate Madame Maxime and all twelve champion candidates. That had been the plan, once. But now, the hall was filled to the brim even after a round of expansion charms, seeing nearly forty students from the first to the seventh year, squeezing together on each table with no small difficulty. And this was after only those proficient enough in English had…-
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