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Eleventh Moon, 86 AC Viserra Targaryen The court had been in quite the fuss for the past month ever since it had become publicly known that the new Master of Ships was none other than Lord Corlys Velaryon, the Sea Snake himself. The announcement by her father had sent the court into a flurry of gossip, rumor-mongering, and endless bounds of curiosity. After all, the name of Corlys Velaryon was probably world famous by now, even to some of the smallfolk. Who hadn't heard of the Westerosi lordling who had…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Elendur The ironwood forests were a sight to behold. Decades ago, his father, King Valandur, had obtained ironwood saplings and seeds from the lands north of the Neck. Fruits and grain had been seen as more valuable to the northmen than the hardwood at the time, and so they had accepted the deal gladly Now, dozens of years later, Elendur walked in the forests his father had planted, marvelling at the height and girth of the black-wood trees. Ironwood had been so desired by Arnor for its strength and…
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- To talk about the lands beyond Arnor, Arnor itself must first be defined. The Kingdom of Arnor as of the writing of this text is made up of everything in Westeros south of the Neck and south-west of the Mountains of the Moon, along with all corresponding islands. Once the Kingdom also held the Stepstones and Lys which are currently occupied by Valyria. Perhaps one day, the flag of the White Tree will return there as well. Over the course of Arnor's long history, it conquered numerous kingdoms and…
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- Artys Arryn counted seven thousand through the far eye. Seven thousand invading troops that had come to take Strongsong and end their rebellion in the bud. They very well could he knew. For all the prestige his taking of Strongsong had brought him, it had not been enough for all the forces opposing his cousin and her Arnorian masters to fully rally to him, with many either fighting on their own or choosing neutrality over a fight they could not see themselves winning. He needed to prove them otherwise. And…
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- Viserra Fifth Moon, 89 AC The storm had delayed them. Viserra felt the wind blowing through her hair and the rain lashing onto her cheeks. Her father and brothers had laid their dragons down near Greenstone Castle but Viserra had chosen to land Dreamfyre near the port. Near the men of her house. The Velaryon fleet had moored near Estermont, receiving its last supplies from skiffs rowing from the jetty as they waited for the storm to pass. Everywhere she looked, the Velaryon seahorse proudly flew, prancing…
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- Cirion could only stare in horror. There was no name, in Sindarin nor Quenya, for that which stood before him. The Men of the West had never had the misfortune to encounter one before but those they ruled, the Casterrim, and the ever elusive Children had called them the Others, White Walkers. Cirion drew his sword, and so too did Aglaran beside him. There would be no time to string their bows. With a sudden burst of speed, the Other charged at them, deftly sweeping and thrusting its blade. Elegant,…
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- "Are you sure about this?" Túrin asked as they walked out of the prison. He had thought Jaenara had come up with some elaborate plan that involved them busting out of the prison in a blaze of dragonfire. The truth was far less exciting. Jaenara had used her position as a dragonlord to get a visit to see him in the middle of the night. The plan had them walking right up to Terrax, and then flying off. "Just like that? You sure it's going to work? I'm quite certain that they would think something is off if…
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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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- 3000 E.L. "Do you yield?" Argeleb asked. Arvedui scowled slightly when he looked at the sword pointed at his throat. "Yes I yield." "Excellent, I do believe that makes the score four hundred to none. An impressive figure If I do say so myself." "Yeah, if you're the one with four hundred." Arvedui retorted as he got up from the ground. Four hundred was likely an underestimation of Argeleb's victories against Arvedui in the training yard. After all, it was Argeleb who trained Arvedui in the way of the sword…
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- Braavos burned throughout the day, the following night, and into the next day. It was only in the afternoon of the second day that the fires had at last gone out. In its wake only ruin and destruction were left, that and a steady stream of refugees. Despite their wanton destruction, the Valyrians had not destroyed the aqueduct, which countless fleeing refugees had used to make their way to their position. In time the area had been filled with refugees with the group they had formed being just one among…
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