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Post by Amelia Royce on May 20, 2015 10:53:01 GMT -5
Cassana and Benjen head to the lakeshore, where the great dragon Rhaegys is bathing, the cold freshwater soothing its remaining wounds, the lake trout feeding the giant beast. She calls to it and the dragon turns to them and swims like a massive serpent over. She inspects it critically. "He is back to his old self," she finally declared. Benjen smiled, watching Rhaegys fly and swim about. "That is good news, Cassana. He looks happy as well. Let us hope he will not have to face Drogon too soon."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 20, 2015 10:56:24 GMT -5
Cassana shivers at that thought. "Indeed, but face him he will have to," she finally said. "and my brother needs help. Vhagus has abandoned Vaes Dothrak to take Qarth, and the Jade Empire is challenging him now. If we take the city then we split his empire into pieces."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 20, 2015 11:12:27 GMT -5
"We can deal him a powerful blow now," Benjen agreed, staring across the water. "I will come with you, when you fly back. I want to see what war is like in the east, how the troops and tactics differ."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 20, 2015 12:04:48 GMT -5
Cassana nodded and kissed him, a bit less uncertainly now. "Thank you. Your ways of fighting are enormously different to ours, for sure. Your knights have no equialent on our battlefields."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 20, 2015 12:30:41 GMT -5
"Then hopefully they can make a difference," Benjen stated. "I will see if I can get together a small force of knights to serve as an advance, until Westeros can rally more men." He smiled and kissed her back.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 20, 2015 13:45:02 GMT -5
Cassana nodded as the dragon crawled onto the shore. "Hopefully Westeros can recover quickly," se whispered, her long hair blown by the wind, streaming to her side. "I need new armor anyway so when that is done we should go."
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Post by Lyonel on Jun 1, 2015 7:20:20 GMT -5
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"Onomnomnom... Good morning, starshine!" Tim stretched his back, or at least tried to... Wait a second... Where was he? Why was this place so tight and dark? Why were there so many potatoes in there? "HELP! HELP! Someone help!" He jerked all around, kicked and punched then suddenly he felt a space opening above his head.
"Ooooooh...Yes yes, the barrel."" The awakening shock had passed and the memories flooded back into his head. Forcing the potatoes out of his way, he managed, with his crampy legs, to get out of the compartment. He was alone with his wooden fellow by the shores of the Lake, across the water he could see a really big castle.
"Looks Westerosi enough to me." He shrugged, grabbed a potato for a quick snack and made his way to the place.
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