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Fifth Moon, 87 AC Jaehaerys Targaryen "So it is confirmed then?" he asked. "Not quite, but am I one of the leading candidates yes. Septa Laila nominated me as her replacement when she was still with us and the rest of the Most Devout will be convening soon to decide it. The raven should be coming any day now," his daughter answered. "That is good news indeed. And the Citadel Vaegon? What news?" "The Conclave is panicking to be honest. Driftmark's university, alone, was of little concern to them but now…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Artys Arryn counted seven thousand through the far eye. Seven thousand invading troops that had come to take Strongsong and end their rebellion in the bud. They very well could he knew. For all the prestige his taking of Strongsong had brought him, it had not been enough for all the forces opposing his cousin and her Arnorian masters to fully rally to him, with many either fighting on their own or choosing neutrality over a fight they could not see themselves winning. He needed to prove them otherwise. And…
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- First Moon, 102 AD (1 AC) Aegon When the raven had arrived at Ashemark from Harlaw Hall, Rhaenys and he had feared the worst. It had already taken the raven almost three days to cross the distance and Visenya had not answered any of their calls on the glass candles. What had taken the raven three days to cross their dragons had traveled in half a day. Aegon felt his fear lessen a little as they finally arrived at Harlaw Hall and saw Vhagar still there and looking quite pleased to see them. A far cry…
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- Jaenara was woken from her sleep by the screams of the men and giants, the people, her fellow dragonlords immolated. Their gazes were judgmental, accusing, demanding to know why she had stood by and done nothing. Even now, three days after the execution, the memory still troubled her, plaguing her with nightmares that deprived her of sorely needed sleep. She got up from her slumber and sat on the edge of the bed, head in her hands. It was at times like this that Túrin's words five years ago came to…
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- 4397 E.L They had failed. Three years of war had seen the Arnorians slowly pushed up the Rhoyne before the advancing Valyrian army. It hadn't helped in the slightest that the Valyrians could attack from Norvos and Qohor as well as Volantis. In many ways, the war had been over the moment Garin had lost, yet still they had fought on. The Arnorian forces had shed their blood, sweat, and tears to defend their allies but with the fall of Ny Sar, the war was all but over. Aragost was very much not looking…
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- "Peace is only an armistice in an endless war." - Thucydides "Mother? What are you doing out on the balcony, you should come in." "I saw you racing with your siblings on your dragons earlier," her mother said. Jaenara was changing out of her racing breeches into a more comfortable dress and replied, "Did you? It was so amazing Mother! I could feel the wind all over my face! It was exhilarating. It's a pity I didn't win, but Terrax is quite big and slow and I'm quite inexperienced so they said it was…
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- First Moon, 123 AD (22 AC) Aegon Their passage through the Stepstones had been completely unchallenged. Though the island chain was entirely occupied and controlled by the fleets of Braavos, Pentos, and Tyrosh, none of the three Free Cities had dared to even demand tolls, too fearful of the power of his family’s dragons and the idea it would be turned upon them. Only recently had Essos been reminded of that power. A scant few months ago, Aegon and his family had orchestrated the destruction of the…
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- Third Moon, 122 AC The Summer Islander Once he had been Jhallador Zhas, a proud warrior and chief retainer in the service of Prince Xhallabar Xho, the Prince of Lizard Head off the coast of Jhala. But no more. He was nothing now. Just a sad exile drinking away his sorrows in a Lyseni tavern. He tightened the grip on his cup and took another swill of his wine as his bitterness continued to fester. Exile. The Priests of Love had always insisted that their way of warfare was superior to that of other peoples…
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- Everything changed when the Doom destroyed Valyria. With no rival left, nothing remained to stand in Arnor's way as it expanded its power and influence across the world. The centuries after the Doom would see Arnor's rise to become the empire on which the sun never sets, beginning the Second Golden Age as Arnor reached heights of power it had not attained even in the days of Alcarin the Glorious. Yet this Second Golden Age would ultimately find itself interrupted by the return of the Long Night, the coming…
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- 5399 E.L. "A mirian for your thoughts Your Highness?" Lord Elured asked. He was the noble who had been chosen to be Aragorn's guide when he visited the province of Arnen, one of twenty-two colonial provinces in the far southern region of Hyarmen, the most remote part of the greater Arnorian Empire. "Breathtaking, and certainly very impressive; how tall can they grow?" Aragorn asked as he continued to look at the giant redwood trees. "Almost four hundred feet, Your Highness. The tallest we've found is…
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