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It is better to make friends then enemies. 4003 E.L In the past few months, letters had been dispatched across Westeros. Ravens had gone to Winterfell, Falconrest, the Nightfort, and other important strongholds in the realms of the North, the Vale, and the Watch. The letters bore official invites to a meeting that King Aragorn of Arnor was hosting in the Arnorian city of Osgiliath. Though the letters held no hint that attendance at this meeting was mandatory, one did not simply ignore invites from the king…- 309.2 K • Completed
- "Do you stand by your decision?" Aranarth asked "I do," Prince Earendil answered. "Why?" Aranarth asked, more calmly than the Prince expected. "What justifies not keeping your oath to your King?" "Is he my King? That's the problem with all of you, Loyalist and Purist both. Both of you claim that your leader is the rightful king. To Dol Amroth, such dissension could only mean war. Why would I throw my men into the fire for either side? How can I tell my knights that they may not see their families again…
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- 4803 E.L "And there is nothing more that can be done for her?" Arassuil asked, desperate but also resigned. "I am sorry, Your Highness. Our healing arts are among the finest in the world, but we have never been able to cure old age. Her time has come. For one not of the Line of Elendil, she has lived very long indeed already," the healer said. Arassuil sat back down into his seat, his head in his hands. The healer was right of course. For someone not of the royal line, two hundred and ninety-seven years…
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- 3149 E.L His father coughed yet again, making Arvedui wince. Age was cruel, and not even the Dúnedain were immune to the passing of time. When their time came, they would age swiftly, going from the prime of their life to the decrepit frailty and senility of old age in less than ten years. And now over a century after his wife's death, Araphant would follow her into the afterlife. King Araphant was now a far cry from the imposing and intimidating figure he had once been. His hair had all turned grey, and…
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- "You wished to speak to me, Father?" Araphant asked as he walked into the office of his father, King Araval of Arnor. The man in question was staring out the window. "Yes, have a seat my son," Araval said. Araphant did as his father commanded, noticing as he did, a map of Westeros on the desk. "Tell me, what do you see?" Araval asked his son. "It is a map of the continent, Father. A map showing our great kingdom and the various petty and disunited realms of lesser men beyond," Araphant answered, confused…
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- "I can't do this anymore Jaenara. I watched your father turn from the man I loved into everything I hated. I won't watch you do the same, watch you become just like them, just another dragonspawn," her mother said. "Mother please!" But her pleas were for naught for Lina jumped off the balcony then and out of her daughter's life. In the present, Jaenara Belaerys woke from her sleep with a gasp. It was just a dream. Her mother had died many years ago but the memory had never faded, haunting her. As part of…
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- 4285 E.L It is said that lesser men defied the dragonlords of Valyria at their peril. Yet between Arnor and Valyria, who is lesser, and who is greater? Who is imperilled and who is the peril? The harbour of Vinyambar was bursting with warships. Men were hard at work, loading the necessary supplies and weaponry onto the countless ships that awaited them. It was only a short distance to the Stepstones, but they would be fighting no ordinary foe but rather beasts out of the Silmarillion. Dragons and all the…
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- The cool ocean wind blew over his sun-kissed face. Far above, he could see the small white specks, seagulls, flying free with their wings. Once he had dreamed of soaring in the clouds just like them, but as he grew up, he knew that he would never attain that dream. In its stead he chose the sea, proud and untameable. Perfect for him. He was Tarondor, Crown Prince of Arnor, mightiest and greatest of the kingdoms on land, and when he ascended the throne, he would extend Arnor's power to the seas as well. His…
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- 4278 E.L Some days, Jaenara Belaerys wondered why exactly she had chosen to adventure into Sothoryos. It was hot, humid, and disgusting and all she had ever found was jungle, mountains, and desert. Rinse and repeat. Of course she had had an ulterior motive for choosing to leave Valyria but when that was excluded, she found it hard to understand why she'd chosen, willingly to undergo the past year of grueling exploration. Perhaps she was simply unwilling to admit that she had left Valyria for her own…
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- 4394 E.L The sun was rising over the city of Ny Sar. Like all the Rhoynish cities, Ny Sar straddled Mother Rhoyne and her daughters and was said to be a city of fountains, alive with song and joy. Yet for Nymeria, Ruling Princess of Ny Sar, the sight of her beloved city no longer comforted her like it once did. As she looked down at the message in her hands, Nymeria could not help but fear for what was to come. To Her Royal And Serene Highness, Princess Nymeria of Ny Sar. As you no doubt have heard, the…
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