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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
- This isn't what I wanted, Rodrik thought as he rode to parley with his niece. All this pointless death and war wasn't supposed to happen. Once more Arnor had brought war to the Vale, he thought bitterly. It was a thought that reverberated throughout the Vale, he knew, the discontent at Arnor putting them through yet another war reaching a boiling point. And yet, while he cursed Arnor for doing so, he cursed himself just as much. He had failed, he knew. And his failure had cost the lives of his brother and…
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- 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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- The hardest choices require the strongest wills. A massive water spout rose from the river, shielding the fleet as the dragons dived in to blast them with fire. Aragost ducked to the side to avoid the massive splatter of water as it fell upon the ships, knowing it would likely be painfully hot. The moment the water spout was gone, the Arnorians counterattacked with the usual hail of arrows and bolts, driving off the dragons. "Quickly men! The dragons will be back! We need all our men and supplies on the…
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- "In all the long years of Arnor's history, the most feared of their weapons has always been their bows. It was said that the Men of Sea send before them a great cloud, as a rain turned to serpents, or a black hail tipped with steel; and in those days the great cohorts of the King's Archers wielded bows made of hollow steel, with black-feathered arrows a full ell long from point to notch. These were the greatest bows in the world, stronger even then the famed goldenheart bows of the Summer Isles or the…
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- The legends, histories, and lore to be found in the sources for this text are very extensive. Only selections from them, in most places much abridged, are here presented. At the time of the writing of this text in the year 5700 since Elendil's Landing, there have been forty and one High Kings of Arnor, descended in an unbroken line from father to son from Elendil of old. As the lifespan of the royal house is some three to four centuries the average reign of the kings has been around 120 years, although…
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- "Keep your wits sharp men, and your eyes peeled on the sky," Aragost ordered his men. The original plan, based on their last communication with Garin, had been to land at Volantis, either to help Garin assault the city, or help him defend it from the expected Valyrian counterattack. That entire plan had all gone up in flames, quite literally. A day after contact was lost with Garin, the Arnorian armada had been hailed by a number of Rhoynar commanders. They had reported that most of Garin's army had been…
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- "Another letter to Winterfell, Your Highness?" "Yes, thank you Rendil," Araphant answered the Rookery Master. The past eight months, Araphant had sent quite a few letters north to Lyarra, yet he had received no replies. It was coming to the point that Araphant was wondering if she was perhaps ignoring him as all his letters after his first, informing her that he was to wed soon, had gone unanswered. Araphant did not believe it was the work of any malice either as his letters to Elladan and his other…
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- Cirion They had been riding for weeks. Cirion was well aware that by now, all of Arnor had been sent missives from Annúminas claiming that he had killed his father and attempted to usurp his brother's throne. It mattered not though. For years, Earendur had shown Cirion favour in a way he had never shown either of his brothers. The Lords had seen it. Few could have seen the love between Cirion and his father and thought that he could have ever killed his father. And Cirion was not without his own allies…
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- Cirion "Keep your shield up, Ostoher, or I'll ring your head like a bell," Cirion told his young brother. In his efforts to train him into something passable as a warrior, Cirion had taken the effort to remove Ostoher from their mother's side that day and take him to the training yard. In Cirion's humble opinion, it was far past time for his younger brother's martial training to start and had begun drilling him a few weeks ago. Despite his best efforts, Ostoher failed to defend against Cirion's next blow…
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