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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…- 671.1 K • Completed
- 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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- 1st Day of the 6th Moon, 299 ACVal, Warg Hill Dalla's hoarse screams finally halted, replaced by a sharp, familiar wail. Val had become an aunt. Most of the chieftains had gathered around Duncan's cottage–including the man himself. Red Jayne and Willow were with her, their shaggy forms sitting on each of her sides like guardians. After Calla had been born, all the direwolves had abandoned Val in favour of her daughter. It was one of the reasons she was willing to let her little one out of…
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- 11th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACMargaery Tyrell, Bronzegate The seat of House Buckler was nothing like the bright, beautiful castles she saw everywhere in the Reach. The walls were tall, thick, and gloomy; even the lumbering bronze gate the keep was named after was dull yet scarred from who knows how many sieges it endured. Like the other holdfasts in the Stormlands Margaery had visited, this one barely had any luxury on display, and even the gardens were trim and austere, with an…
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- 7th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACSer Davos Seaworth, King's Landing Davos stared as the Fury approached King's Landing. For once, they were not turning to the mouth of the Blackwater Rush, for the docks there had been turned to cinders by the Tyroshi, and then the Reachmen prevented any efforts to rebuild. Instead, a makeshift array of floating planks had been strapped to the pinned logs under the city wall just between the Iron Gate and Aegon's hill. It was defended by a small lagoon that went into…
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- 5th Day of the 5th Moon, 299 ACDaario Naharis, Northern Myrish Heartland. "We found 'em," Mero, the Captain of the Second Sons, came to their weathered camp with a posse of his sellswords. "Who did you find?" Daario Naharis asked, stroking his painted beard. "Was it another group of rebels? Or perhaps some of the fools that aid them?" "I found both," Mero said, and a savage smile spread across his scarred face, reminding Daario of a crimson ape from the Summer Isles with his long, bushy, gold-red…
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- 27th Day of the 4th Moon, 299 ACThe Young Wolf, Lannisport When he dreamt of the Oakheart army retreating, Robb was wroth. Even more so when the scouts confirmed it when he woke up, and his irritation spiked once more when he saw the siege of Lannisport abandoned with his own eyes at noon. He did not even stop to admire the enormous Casterly Rock looming nearby, casting a dark shadow over his army. All the enemy scouts on the way were caught by the clansmen like Liddle and Knot, who seemed to be at…
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- 22nd Day of the 4th Moon, 299ACMargaery Tyrell, outside of King's Landing Her pregnancy was progressing more than well–the babe was entering the fourth moon, and there were no problems according to the gaggle of maesters her father had dragged along. Motherhood and the birthing bed were daunting, but her mother and grandmother assured her things would be fine. In the end, Margaery tried not to dwell on it. She had other woes to consider; everything else was not as rosy. The war was not going as…
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- 10th Day of the 4th Moon, 299 ACThe Bog Devil, South of Pentos The burden of command was no longer upon Howland's shoulders, and everything was right in the world. Sneaking, scouting, tracking, assassination, or even fighting in the marshland were his strengths, not leading a group of unruly Northmen. It was a double relief that his friend was back, and it no longer felt as if they were cornered with no way out. After the Pentoshi had refused to let them in the city, Eddard Stark grew more aggressive…
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- 27th Day of the 3rd Moon, 299 ACThe Lord of Winterfell, Near Pentos It's been nearly over six moons since he left King's Landing. Nearly a year since he had seen his wife. How was Cat faring? Did she give birth yet? Did she miss him? How was Robb dealing with Winterfell and the North? Did his family think he was dead at sea? 'It wouldn't matter soon enough.' Eddard Stark ignored the whisper in his mind. Yet it was not wrong; soon enough, he would sail home. Besides, fretting over…
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