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Tenth Moon, 169 AC Aemon Targaryen “I don’t want to see you slacking off even once! Repeat the strokes until your arms are dead! If you have enough time and energy to be fooling around with my cousins, I clearly haven’t been drilling you hard enough!” Aemon barked at his nephew and squire, a menacing expression on his face. “Yes Uncle,” Daeron obeyed. To his credit, the lad did not complain nor grouse and kept diligently working at his strokes but it did little to improve Aemon’s…- 34.0 K • Ongoing
Twelfth Month, 969 ARR (31 BBY) Maul Much had happened in the fourteen standard months since Maul had forsworn his former master. He had secured transport off Naboo in the chaos of the Bombardment’s aftermath, absconding with a good freighter that he had then flown to one of the few secret hideouts at his disposal that his former master had no knowledge of. There he had rested for a few weeks, gathering what resources he could while letting his grievous injuries and wounds heal. Then when he was…- 29.5 K • Ongoing
Third Moon, 118 AD (17 AC) Aegon “Magnificent, aren’t they Your Grace?” the handler asked excitedly. The man in question was one of the many demands he had made of Volantis as the annual tribute for staying out of the wars in Essos. He had asked that they send him a few of their most capable elephant handlers and trainers in advance before he had conquered the North, anticipating that they would soon be very necessary. “They are indeed,” Aegon could not help but admit, feeling even a little…- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- Twelfth Moon, 90 AC The Lion Lord Many of the nobles of the realm had gathered in King's Landing in the past month, as King Jaehaerys had invited many houses to meet with him to discuss and prepare a united front to move forward in light of the new trade policies and taxes. Unofficially, everyone had known that it was to unite the realm against the rogue House Velaryon. After a month of feasts and balls, discussions and enfeoffments, and carousing and negotiating, the time had come for a closing feast. All…
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- Second Moon, 91 AC Jaehaerys Whenever Jaehaerys made a decision he was unsure of, he found himself wondering what his elder brothers would have done in his place. His father Aenys had been a weak pathetic man who failed them all with his indecisiveness and mewling weakness. His uncle Maegor had been a cruel tyrant and kinslayer. Jaehaerys hated them both. They were unworthy kings and even less worthy men. No, it was not Aenys and Maegor that Jaehaerys looked up to. It was not even his grandfather, the…
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- Viserra Second Moon, 91 AC "Maester Desmond has confirmed my suspicions. The poison was the Strangler. The symptoms match perfectly," Corlys said as he walked into the room. His words were calm and measured, but his face gave away his anguish. Viserra knew it was mirrored on her own. She sat on the edge of her bed, her mind brooding. "If I hadn't stopped you from drinking the wine… you'd be dead as well," she said, haunted by the thought. In response, Corlys wrapped her in his arms. "I'm here. I'm alive.…
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- -Excerpt from 'The Sea Snake', the biography of Corlys Velaryon, Abridged Edition. The very first meeting of King Jaehaerys the Conciliator and Lord Corlys the Sea Snake happened at the funeral of Lord Corlys' grandfather, Lord Daemon Velaryon. As aforementioned, Lord Daemon was none other than the uncle of Jaehaerys himself, and so the presence of Jaehaerys, his sister-wife Alysanne, and their three eldest children, Princes Aemon and Baelon, and Princess Alyssa, at the funeral, should not have been a…
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- Third Moon 109 AC Viserra Nine years had passed since her family had moved back home to Driftmark. In those nine years, Corlys and her had worked hard to prove that their people's faith in them was not misplaced. They had strived to rebuild Driftmark's shattered economy in a myriad of ways. First of all, they had reined in their defiant vassals; Wendwater, Bar Emmon, and Sunglass. All three had had little choice but to accept their invites to several feasts on Driftmark celebrating House Velaryon's return…
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- Third Moon, 109 AC Gael Targaryen "Well here comes another useless bootlicker," her husband complained. Gael turned her eyes to the supposed licker of boots in question, Lord Otto Hightower of Highwatch, Governor of the Stepstones. She smirked at her husband. "You were the one who decided you wanted to attend court today. You could have been drinking with your cronies and captains out in the city instead." Daemon returned her smirk. "You would have complained if I did that." Gael smiled softly. "And you…
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- Sixth Moon, 109 AC Viserra Her father had died late in the third moon of 109 AC. It was early in the sixth moon now. Though many had been increasingly coming to court to pay their respects to the ailing king, the true tide of arrivals had begun arriving once his death and the date for his funeral was announced across the realm. Every lord, great or small in the Crownlands, down to even the smallest landed knight had come. The great houses of the realm had all arrived, those former royals like Lannister,…
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