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Eldacar His name was Eldacar, fourth King of Arnor, proud scion of Númenor. It was the four-hundred and forty-first year since Elendil's Landing. Currently he was seated upon the White Throne as he heard the daily requests and complaints of his subjects. Eldacar had done this for 50 years now, but he had never quite gotten used to how tedious the daily demands of court were. His son Arantar was far more suited to this job than he was, hence why Eldacar often had him rule in his stead as he journeyed on…- 309.2 K • Completed
- "The war was decided at Morlond. We just didn't know it." The past six months had been some of the bloodiest in Arnor's history. After all, not since the War of the Three Brothers had Arnorian weapons been turned upon Arnorian soldiers. Following his failure to take Annúminas, Argeleb had waited a while in Minas Ithil, watching the border carefully. When he was satisfied that Arvedui was not going to attack Minas Ithil, Argeleb departed, leaving a part of his army to defend the fortress. His next plan was…
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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…
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- 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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- First Moon, 120 AC Rhaenys A new year had dawned on House Targaryen, and with it came a new decade. And in this new decade, Rhaenys was determined to seize back the initiative. No longer would her house be left to simply react to everything the Velaryons had done. No, for the first time in years, decades even, House Targaryen would take the initiative, they would act first, and the Velaryons would be the ones left scrambling to respond to their glorious accomplishments. Her father sat regally upon the Iron…
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- Fifth Moon, 103 AD (2 AC) The Gardener Mern could not help but smile at the sight before him. With a few words and a kiss, his eldest grandson and namesake had just secured the keys to Storm’s End for the Reach forevermore. He almost envied him. Argella Durrandon was quite the beauty, and the kingdom she was heir to even more so. Mern ruled the Reach as the Ninth of His Name, but when his grandson ascended his throne, he would rule both the Reach and the Stormlands and perhaps even more as Mern the…
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- Fifth Moon, 87 AC Aurane Aurane was waiting on one of the battlements of Maegor's Holdfast. His brother was currently speaking with the king, having been invited for a private audience. The invite had been worded politely, but it had been clear that refusing was not an option. When Jaehaerys Targaryen commanded you to attend to him, you obeyed. The reason for the invite had not been said, but it had been obvious to Aurane and his brother. Half the court was expecting a betrothal announcement any day for…
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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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- 4280 E.L She woke slowly from her dreams. Túrin was seated beside her in a chair. "Hey, don't stress yourself too much," he said. "What, what happened?" Jaenara asked, still disorientated as she looked around. Túrin must have brought her back to the camp as they were both currently in a tent and she was lying on a bedroll. "Whatever that thing was, it got into your head. You walked off in the middle of the night and I went after you. At the same time the Brindled Men infiltrated the city and attacked us.…
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- 5420 E.L "Blessings on you and your family Princess," the woman said. Silmariën could only nod in response, feeling too guilt-ridden to say more. The poor in Morlond were starving and Silmariën and her younger sisters had taken up the responsibility of feeding them the rations, earning them much love and acclaim. It made her feel like a fake at times. They should be doing more to help these people, their people. What good was feeding them hard and small rations? Where had the once fabled wealth of…
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