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4444 E.L It was evening in Braavos. Gaemon Gryvetheon, Archon of Braavos, one of and leader of fifteen dragonlords assigned to the defense of the Valyrian colony of Braavos was seeing to his dragon. He stroked Aegion's grey-white scales gently as his dragon nudged her snout into hands. The bond between rider and dragon was a strange one, one that linked emotions, feelings, and thoughts. A dragon would respond to its rider's need and a rider could be affected by any harm done to their dragon. Some said that…- 309.2 K • Completed
- Moat Cailin was a mighty fortress. Twenty strong towers and three sets of curtain walls and a keep guarding the only easily traversable track of land for miles. Yet mighty or not, Moat Cailin was not impregnable, especially from the north. As they neared the fortress, Aragorn observed that it was under heavy attack. A fierce battle was raging there. Seeing that they were needed, Aragorn ordered his unit to ride faster toward the Moat. Even though the Neck had been slowly drained for decades, the Causeway…
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- Jaenara had almost finished telling her tale now, barely able to hold in her tears from remembering the painful way her mother had left her. "After that, I was in a daze for the next few years. I didn't know what I wanted anymore, didn't know if I wanted to be Valyrian or Arnorian. All I knew was that I had to get out of Valyria, it was too painful to stay there any longer. As soon as I came of age at eighteen, I submitted my expedition details and left Valyria." Túrin was speechless, "Jae- Jaenara, I'm…
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- It had not been long before the Valyrians arrived. The moment she had learned of the situation, Jaenara had saddled Terrax as quickly as she could and then took off into the sky. They had taken off into a battlefield. In the skies above the entire archipelago, the last reserves of Valyria waged a punishing battle against the Arnorian defenders entrenched and dug into the mountainous islands. Jaenara watched as the dragons attempted to burn out the defenders in the fortress, but black stone was impervious…
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Anakin Second Month, 970 ARR (30 BBY) Once he had proven himself by surviving the brutal first few months of physical and mental conditioning, especially Mygeeto, a planet he now hated almost as much as Tatooine, Anakin’s training had accelerated sharply. Everything he had thought he would learn had finally begun. Sidious had begun teaching him how to call upon the dark side actively, to bend the Force to his will. The obstacle courses that had once been the bane of his existence were now a breeze and…- 29.5 K • Ongoing
- Only a day after the battle and it was warmer than it had ever been for years. The thaw had come as the darkness abated. The unnatural clouds had dispersed and the sun's light shined warmly on Winterfell. If Winterfell was feeling the impact of the Great Other's death and the defeat of his servants so far north, surely Arnor itself and the rest of the empire were already well on their way to recovery and stability? Twenty years of a cold dark winter, and it seemed spring was finally on its way. The…
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- Amroth Amroth watched carefully, his face betraying no emotion as the fire ship approached the enemy fleet. The waves had moved it forward. One of the Greyborn ships moved to board and investigate but the rest continued moving forward. They had the advantage now, sailing downwind. In an ordinary battle, their greater speed would increase their ramming power. But this was no ordinary battle. Turning to the flagship, he observed with baited anticipation as his brother took the steelbow, lit the tip on fire…
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- 4546 E.L "I am his and he is mine," his daughter said before the Arnorian Prince leaned in to kiss her. Roland clapped as did all the other guests when the newlywed couple kissed. Though outwardly congratulatory and celebratory, he did still have some misgivings about the match. His daughter was only forty years old, middle-aged for the commoners of the Vale, but for the nobility who had the Blood of Númenor running in their veins, that was exceptionally young. Her new husband was three times her age and…
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- Sixth Moon, 126 AD (25 AC) Aerion It was Midyear’s Day of the one hundredth and twenty-sixth year since the Doom of Valyria. But once the day had passed, they would never again date their calendar from the Doom, from that day of tragedy and disaster. They would date it from a day of glory and power, a date that would forever be remembered for the greatness of his house. At long last they were ended. After almost thirty years, the Wars of Conquest had come to an end at last. The Liberation of the…
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- Somewhere off the coast of Pentos Prince Ciryaher stood on the command deck of his flagship. The invasion had been synchronised such that his fleet would reach Pentos with a few days of the fleets attacking Myr and Tyrosh though delays in communication had led to the fleet setting off slightly later than scheduled. It had been almost four days since his fleet had set off from Tol Mor and Essos had been sighted to the east. A few hours after that and they had found the Pentoshi fleet defending the bay in…
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