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4280 E.L She woke slowly from her dreams. Túrin was seated beside her in a chair. "Hey, don't stress yourself too much," he said. "What, what happened?" Jaenara asked, still disorientated as she looked around. Túrin must have brought her back to the camp as they were both currently in a tent and she was lying on a bedroll. "Whatever that thing was, it got into your head. You walked off in the middle of the night and I went after you. At the same time the Brindled Men infiltrated the city and attacked us.…- 309.2 K • Completed
- His Grace, King Lymond of the Houses Redwyne and Hightower, King of the Arbor and the Hightower, Lord of Oldtown and Redwyne wondered how it had all come to this. Ever since he had been a boy, he had been told that he would one day rule Oldtown and the Arbor. The combined might of Houses Redwyne and Hightower would be his to command. Much had been done to ensure he would inherit both kingdoms. His grandfathers had altered succession laws and crushed rebellions, all to make him their joint heir. They had…
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- Viceroy Anardil Arnor was in chaos. The Osfalf, the King's new flagship had been due to reach Angrenost almost five days ago now, but it had never come. A nationwide search was ongoing, as the Arnorian navy combed the Sunset Sea as far west as they dared to go, but nothing had been found. Even searches with the Seeing-Stones had failed to find anything, it was almost as if the ship had vanished. Most now believed that the ship had sunk in a storm. The Council of the Sceptre had announced that if the King…
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- Braavos burned throughout the day, the following night, and into the next day. It was only in the afternoon of the second day that the fires had at last gone out. In its wake only ruin and destruction were left, that and a steady stream of refugees. Despite their wanton destruction, the Valyrians had not destroyed the aqueduct, which countless fleeing refugees had used to make their way to their position. In time the area had been filled with refugees with the group they had formed being just one among…
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- Cirion He had never run as fast before. Not even on the field of battle had he run as fast as he was now. It was just a jest right? A cruel heartless jest. After all, there was no way his father was truly dead right? He was going to turn the corner just like always and find his father alive and well, and then he was going to give him a piece of his mind for scaring him like that, right? Right!? It was just a short way from his own chambers to his father's, yet to Cirion, the run felt like an eternity. When…
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- Dear Uncle, I know that we were never close but I hope that you would be willing to read my words and hear my plea. The power of the Sceptre has been usurped by the Council and Lord Tarannon of Minas Anor, the Steward, usurped my power through force of arms. I fully admit to my youth and inexperience. Uncle, I need your wisdom to guide me. If you wish it, I offer you a full pardon and permission to return to Arnor to help me put things in order. Your Nephew, Beleg Elendillion, High King of Arnor. Cirion…
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- 4447 E.L A train of wagons and carts trekked along the Arnorian-built roads, guarded by a platoon of Valyrian kataphractii. Their destination was the Valyrian encampments located deeper within the province of Tálnandor. They would not however be arriving at their destination. At Boromir's signal, the Arnorian cavalry made their presence clear, charging for the convoy and luring away the kataphractii who galloped to intercept. At that moment, the remaining Arnorian forces revealed themselves and attacked…
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- 5420 E.L The High King of Arnor and all its empire stood at the window of the House of Kings in Morlond. Farsighted as he was, he could see from here as his granddaughters continued to distribute food, blankets, and other necessities to the people of the city, refusing to return home per their oath. "You should be proud of them," he told his son Aragorn. "They have singlehandedly won the love and affection of the people." He knew the game that was being played here, yet for all the politicking, he could…
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- Time flies. Even to one of the Dúnedain, if they were not careful, the years could run away from them. Araphant stood in the platform overlooking the training yard of Winterfell. Below him, his close friends, Boromir and Elladan, duelled the twin princes of the North, Brandon and Bennard. It was perhaps to be expected that the twins would lose the duel, as they had hundreds of times before in the five years since they had come to Winterfell, but Araphant again found himself impressed by how skilled the…
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- Tarondor A horse. Tarondor could hardly believe it. His father, the mighty King Tarcil, brought down by the very creature he loved most, more than his eldest son even. The irony of it was so incredible, Tarondor almost felt like laughing. It had been two days since Tarondor had returned to Annúminas and five since his father had died. Immediately after he had been informed by Amroth, Tarondor had sent ravens across the kingdom, summoning the Council of the Sceptre, a gathering of the great lords of Arnor…
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