The Bold: A Blackhaven Tournament to Remember.

November 29, 2012 in Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones by Ser Barristan the Bold

Barristan Selmy, the newly appointed squire for Lord Manfred Swann, always had high hopes of attaining knighthood.  It was the one thing that he always wanted.  He needed some way to get recognized.  Entering a jousting tournament sounded like a great idea at the time.  All he needed to do was win a match or two, and surely everything else would fall into place. The crowd cheered as another match came to an end.  The tournament at Blackhaven had just begun when he awkwardly entered the lists in borrowed armor.  None of the other competitors knew who this small mystery
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What the future holds…

November 29, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Targaryen by Aegon II Targaryen

The wind blew over my face as Senestrion flew against the wind. The smell of fire a burning flesh invades my senses. I looked over to where my brother, Prince Aemond, was and saw his Vhagar roast a hawk. He laughed loudly. “Good hunt, brother!” I shouted and signaled him to land. I flew down and landed on the cliffside where I brought my sister, Rhaenyra, a day past. I climbed down Senestrion and Aemond did the same thing. “What is it, brother?” Aemond asked, puzzled. “The hawk fell over there,” he added and pointed below the cliff. “There’s something
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The road ahead

November 25, 2012 in Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones by Talisa Maegyr

As lady Talisa sits down on a large rock across from a nearby tavern, her mind races, war is coming, and with it, death, destruction, disaster and, of course injury. Her time walking had given her the time to think about her next move, many of the larger armies will be in need of a talented healer, someone to tend to thier wounded and make thier dying comfortable. But with this came her problem, should a perticular “side” choose, or rather “take” her for her services, than the others would inevitabley want to take her also, by force if nessisary.
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Preparation for a Visit

August 22, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Targaryen by Aegon II Targaryen

I rode atop Rhaenys’ Hill, so named after one of Aegon the Conqueror’s sister-wife, towards the cavernous Dragonpit that houses my House’s dragons. Senestrion should be glad to see me again. The afternoon sun glimmering over the white armor of my companion, Ser Arryk of the Kingsguard. When I arrived and climbed off my blood bay destrier, I saw Rhaenyra and my nephew Aegon go out of the Pit, accompanied by two men in white cloaks, of course. “Brother!” she called out to me. “You play too much with Senestrion.” I bowed for courtesy. I mean, she is the future
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The Great Tourney at Harrenhal: Day Six

August 17, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Stark, Uncategorized by Lyanna Stark

Brandon was beginning to try his best to ruin things. He came into Ned’s tent in the early morning before the sun rose, and tried to dispose of the crown in the same way he’d gotten rid of the flowers. The result of his actions were that she woke up angry, grabbed at it and he’d closed his hands around it. He hadn’t looked to check for thorns, he’d judged there would be no problem as she treated it gently. But, there had been thorns and now all of them poked his hand, he cursed and she complained there was
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Daenerys: leaving Qarth

August 5, 2012 in A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, Daenerys and Ser Jorah Mormont, Daenerys Targaryen, Dothraki, Fan-Art, Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones, House Targaryen, Uncategorized by Daenerys Targaryen

Previous post (House of the Undying) Leaving Qarth: I awoke to the bright sun burning my eyes,I know not how long I slept, seemed like days. Stumbling from the warmth of silken covers, donning a robe, I then roamed out onto the marble porch. Breathing in the morning air -I sighed, knowing the road ahead of me would be anything but easy. I broke my fast on persimmons and sweet wine, enjoying the brief silence. My meal was interrupted by the approaching footsteps of a very excited Bear. Ser Jorah, looking as though he had not slept in at least
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The Lady of Winterfell

August 5, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Stark by Lyanna Stark

The day her mother died was probably the most upsetting thing that had ever happened to her. Only being seven, it was odd that her older brother had come into her room and told her to come with him. She took his hand and followed, glancing up at him in curiosity every few steps. “What happened?” “I don’t know. Father woke me up, and told me to get you and bring you back to his room.” He replied. Then he hugged her, which was a very rare thing for Brandon to do. He didn’t like showing emotion. It worried her.
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Margaery Tyrell (POV) : The Locket

August 5, 2012 in Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones, House Tyrell by Margaery Tyrell

Margaery’s day started much like many others in Highgarden. She stood in the orchards watching the children play under the crystal blue sky while whispy white clouds hung low in the sky like the tomatoes that dangled from the plants in her garden. Highgarden was a place of perpetual beauty. It always felt like Spring here with some kind of flower always in bloom, and birds darting and swooping through the air, singing songs of wonderment and joy. Butterflies flittered about, carefree. Young sheep bleated with calls and cries to their mothers, as bees went about their work amongst the
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Brienne and Jaime -words are wind

July 26, 2012 in A Clash of Kings, Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones, House Lannister, Jaime and Brienne, Threading by Brienne of Tarth

Brienne and Jaime Jaime   ~The night reeks of piss and ale. My eye is swollen and I truly know that this is my last night. The Karstarks want revenge for me killing that poor guard. So I strangled him with a chain. He died a good death more than I can hope for on this evening. My eye is swollen shut and my wrists are aching, but i hear my cage door and see Catelyn Stark walk in with the ugliest man or she beast I have ever seen. Catelyn and I exchange our normal pleasantries. She seems to be
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Random Q & A, with Brienne of Tarth

July 17, 2012 in Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones by GOT Support

. Random Q & A with Brienne of Tarth Repost and fill in your own answers. Poor Brienne. Q. Who would you bake Lemoncakes for? A. I know nothing about baking or cookery. If I were to bake, it would be for King Renly, he always loved lemon cakes. Q. Who would you trust with your horse? A. I would only ever trust my Horse with my King or the Lady Cat. ~Thinks of riding horses with Renly…blushes~ Q. Who would you invite to the red wedding? A. Easy enough to answer, Lord Stannis and his red witch. Q. Who
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