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-Excerpt from 'The Sea Snake', the biography of Corlys Velaryon, Abridged Edition. Corlys Velaryon. A name that inspires many to this day, and all who know his story can only be amazed and awed at how he singlehandedly brought House Velaryon to the height of its power. It is truly incredible how much he accomplished, but all great men have to start somewhere, and Corlys was no exception. He was born in 53 AC to Ser Corwyn Velaryon, the eldest son of Lord Daemon Velaryon. From the moment of his birth, the…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Daemon Sixth Moon, 62 AC "What is this?" Daemon asked, looking at the chequered black and white board. 16 black pieces occupied the first two rows in front of Daemon and 16 white pieces occupied the two in front of Corlys. "I call it chess. It is a game," his grandson said, his tone implying he thought the answer to be obvious. Daemon sighed. "I am a busy man Corlys. I do not have time to be playing games with you. I know you're at the age where you like playing games, but you will one day be too old to…
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- Daemon Velaryon Fifth Moon, 61 AC Winter had ended a few months ago. It had been short but terrible. Crops had failed across the realm, famine had spread, and blizzards had reached as far south as Highgarden. Worst of all was the plague that had come with the winter. The Shivers. A man could feel cold one night, mistake it for the chill of the wintry air, and be dead by morning. Soon a shivering will begin, one that will worsen until teeth chatter and one's arms, legs, and whole body will convulse and…
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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, 112 AD (11 AC) The Warg King “There there, I’m happy that we could come to… an understanding,” Brandon said slyly. Wrapped in his arms, Lady Jonelle Hornwood nodded slowly, her mind becoming foggy and affectionate as the bond solidified between them. “You understand now right my dear? The North needs a strong hand to bring it back from the brink; to save it from all the debauchery and violence it has had to endure these past four years. It needs, me.” “Yes, yes you are…
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- Sixth Moon, 108 AD (7 AC) The Courtier Court was no longer a wondrous place to Lady Marianne Vance. The once peaceful and idyllic Summerhall had become dour and grey, a specter of darkness and war looming overhead. The attack on the Targaryen family had shocked the whole of the Riverlands, none more than the people of Summerhall itself. Enemy assassins had walked in their midst, eaten their food, drunk their wine, and slept in their inns. They had plotted and schemed against their royal house, and if…
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- First Moon, 110 AD (9 AC) The Legionary There was an ancient stone bridge crossing the Mander River with a humble town and keep commanding the bridge. Rather unimaginatively, the bridge and its adjacent castle-town were both simply named Stonebridge, ruled by one House Caswell. Varos couldn’t help but snort at that plain name. He was Tribune of the Third Legion’s Seventh Cohort, in the Royal Army of House Targaryen and his fellow commanding officer was Tribune Addam of the Third’s Tenth Cohort.…
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- Ninety-seven years after the Doom of Valyria (AD) and five years before what would have been the date of Aegon’s coronation in Oldtown in another time and world (BC). First Moon, 97 AD (5 BC) Aegon Targaryen Aegon stirred from his slumber as the rays of the rising sun slowly peeked through the gaps in the curtains and lit up the room. He sighed a little, knowing that he had to leave the comfort of his warm bed to start the day. As he made to try and get up from bed however, his sleep-addled mind finally…
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- Eighth Moon, 109 AD (8 AC) Aegor The glass candle flared to life, an unpleasant bright light that sparked seemingly out of thin air rising from the top of a twisted piece of red obsidian, with dark sharp edges. The colors became all strange. White became as bright as freshly fallen snow, yellow gleamed like the gold of the Rock, reds burned like flames, and shadows were devouring black holes that consumed everything around them. All around the room, Aegor saw several other lights flare to life and twist…
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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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