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There are many theories about King Jon Stark III's mother. Some more outrageous claims propose that Jon Stark was the fruit of a sordid affair between Queen Rhaella Targaryen and Lord Eddard Stark, but offer no proof. The Breaker himself claims not to know who his mother was, as Lord Eddard Stark passed away before he could tell him. Another popular theory is that his mother was the late Lady Ashara of House Dayne. While this…-
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With the advent of the fourth century after Aegon's Conquest, men started moulding magic and metal once more. But unlike the elusive practices of the Freehold, where the guilds of spell-weavers and smiths worked together, this undertaking was started by a single man—Jon Stark the Third of His Name, the Lord of the North and King of Winter. While many decry him for his vile sorcery, cruel deeds and unnatural strength, I find his foray into metalworking far more interesting a topic. Even the greatest…
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While Wyman Manderly was said to be the King's right hand, the Queen would be his left. It was as rare as it was unexpected for a monarch to entrust his wife with any of the duties of ruling, let alone the fierce warrior known as the Demon of Winterfell. Yet despite the naysayers, this daring move paid off. Shireen Stark was just and fair like her father before. But unlike Stannis, she made many a friend and was beloved by smallfolk and nobles of the…
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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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By 309 AC, nobody had seen the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles for nearly five years. None of the ships sent to investigate had returned either, and rumours from the East claimed the waterways of Asshai had become impassable… -Unnamed Lyseni Chronicler Late 308 AC, Winterfell Jon Stark Stormclouds blotted out the sky, and just as he predicted, it soon came. The distant clap of thunder echoed from the open shutter, and Jon Stark felt his body and magic tingle. It was time. With a…
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When word spread through the North that the Good Queen's dear cousin, Edric Storm, was in need of swords and good men to wield them, many greybeards, second and third sons, both noble and common, flocked to his banner. In addition to the overly generous northern 'gift' of arms and armour, Edric Storm's forces quickly swelled. Within three moons, it was estimated that three thousand Northern warriors landed in Duskendale, swiftly joining Edric's men who had just defeated a small host. The war for the…
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A year passed, and the Yronwood Rebellion showed no signs of abating. Arianne's consort, Ser Brandon Tallhart, proved a skilled warrior and an able leader of men, halting the aggressive Yronwood tactics more than once and even pushing them back at times. The fighting was bloody neither side managed to win a decisive victory. House Martell had planted its roots deep and would not be easily dislodged, even with Doran Martell's numerous missteps and shows of weakness. Yet, Gwyneth Yronwood's hand was…
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To explain the Cursed Crossing, we must first look at its history. The Tale of House Frey and the Weasel Lord is well-known across the world. The Freys have a short history, marked by a rapid rise to power and excessive ambition that led to tragedy. The Twins, also known as the Crossing, were once a formidable fortress because of their unique position, and taking them by force would require a siege and assault from both sides of the Green Fork. While relatively young, House Frey had begun to grow…
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? Harrion Karstark Once upon a time, Harrion would have said that an ignoble death or torture were the worst fates in the world. He was wrong. Death would be sweet relief, no matter how ignoble, and torture would be painful, aye. But it would make him feel alive before dying. What was death but just an end? Harrion longed for death; he dreamt of it. But it was denied to him. Only darkness. Darkness and silence in the black depths of Mooton's Pink Keep in Maidenpool. The dungeons were…
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15th Day of the 9th Moon, 303 AC Damion Lannister, Braavos He had never been a large man, nor broad of shoulder, but age had shrunken him all the same. Perhaps it was some hidden ailment, or he had displeased the gods somehow, but at eight-and-fifty, Ser Damion Lannister stood scarcely five and a half feet, his limbs turned to kindling twigs, his knees trembling like old reeds in the wind. The strength he had once carried into the lists, the pride he bore in the melee of his youth, had long since…
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