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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest The Rogue Prince This was not how he expected his day to go, truth be told. Normally, Daemon would rejoice to have a break from the dull tedium of Dragonstone, but seeing his daughters return to the castle frightened and shaken three hours after they had given Ser Alfred Broome the slip made his blood boil. Getting the crux of the story out of his sobbing fifteen-year-old twins turned surprisingly difficult, considering each word out of their mouths was more…-
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27th Day of the 6th Moon, 299 ACThe Young Wolf, south of Crakehall Rage was a curious thing. Some men said fury ran hot like a raging volcano through the veins, while others claimed it cut like the frigid chill of a blizzard in the coldest days of winter. Then, there was the Lord of Barrowton, who received word of his son's ignoble death at the hands of zealots in the North. He did not say a thing then, looking like a statue more than anything, reminding Robb of his ancestors immortalised in stone in…-
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1st of May 1994, Sunday (Next Day) Juno She felt weak, as if all the strength had drained away from her limbs. ‘Textbook case of Magical Exhaustion,’ her mind supplied helpfully. Her throat felt dry, like she had swallowed a mouthful of ash. It tasted like it, too. Birds were chirping in the distance, but her ears found the noise irksome. Then, the memories returned with full force, and she cursed herself inwardly. She should have used her Portkey instead of fighting. The next…-
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The start of 321 ACThe Lady of Winterfell When fluttering golden banners bearing the proud crowned stag of Baratheon were spotted down the Kingsroad, Myrcella knew it was time. Unlike her father and mother, Tommen and Shireen didn't waste time with such luxuries as wheelhouses. "Will we see Uncle Rickon again?" Joanna asked innocently, tugging at the hem of her father's cloak. "He's down in the Disputed Lands now and won't be returning for some time," her husband said, ruffling her hair as they…
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23rd Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark The clanging of steel carried through the trees, cutting through the quiet of the godswood. Even in the snow, Arya's footsteps were graceful, and Needle flickered all across in a storm of steel, the tip poking at his vitals with every thrust. It was swift and sudden, though there was little strength behind the sword. Jon hefted his tourney blade, either swatting away the blows or meeting them head-on with the blunt of the sword. Once he had seen…-
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31st October, 1992Juno She hissed the moment her fingers touched the yew wand and quickly dropped it. The pain lingered, and an angry dark splotch sat where the skin had contacted the wood. Even trying to grip it through the three-folded fabric of her sleeve sent jolts of pain, but she ignored the unpleasant feeling and started pouring her magic for a Wand-lighting Charm. The moment her magic reached the wand, Juno screamed. The wand cluttered on the floor, but her body was numb as jolts of agony…
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28th Day of the 7th Moon, 299 AC,Commander Denys Mallister, the Shadow Tower "He's coming," Ezden no Azneq announced, his expression as sinister as always with the large black flames branded on his forehead while his eyes remained closed. The man hailing from Ghis looked like a vulture with his hooked nose and narrow face and was just as dangerous with his twisted dragonglass rod that somehow never broke despite raking through Others and wights alike. "Blessing of the Lord of the Light," he…
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After the Red Spring ended and uneasy peace returned, the powers dominating Essos and Westeros had shifted. With Braavos and Pentos reduced to a shadow of their former self, and Volantis busy contending against the rising expansion of New Ghis in Slavers' Bay and beyond, only four forces contend for control of the Stepstones. The Myrish, who had devoured Tyrosh and a good chunk of the Disputed Lands. Lys, who struggled to deal with the encroaching Myrish advance on its own, the Stormlands under Edric…
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259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess “Thank you, Jasen,” she said, nodding to the innkeeper as he personally brought over the trays laden with a hearty fare. He gave her a beaming smile. “It’s my honour, m’lady princess. Fret not, I won’t tell a single word.” After bowing so deeply that his jowls jiggled vigorously, the plump man retreated, leaving behind a table groaning under the weight of the courses. He had even brought over proper first-course…-
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3rd Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Samwell Tarly It was nearly three hundred miles from Oldtown to Horn Hill by road, a hard stretch even in fair weather. The already long journey was lengthened further by rainy days and mud-soaked roads. His palfrey had broken its leg in the mud, and Sam had to ride the spare donkey, a slow and stubborn beast that liked to bite and kick. The crippled horse was discarded, sold for meat to the nearest inn for a few silver stags. They had left the road on the sixth…
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