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I'll try not to get too much into alchemy, primarily because I am not well-versed in that topic and I don't want to spend a lot of time in researching how alchemy would realistically work. But I will implement Henry's knowledge in Alchemy in the story, though it'll only be for concocting stuff...
It had come as somewhat of a surprise for the Tyrell's to discover that the Stark's had sent over a diplomat of their own as they were mostly isolationist and were typically not caring of the affairs of the rest of the Kingdoms. Still, with the Tyrell's forming an alliance with the Lannisters...
Yup, I changed it.
I think if he manages to reach the age of thirty or forty in Westeros and trains with the Kingsguard then he can do that but as of now, he is still a tad bit inexperienced (but he can still beat the average hedge knight).
It was the second day of their stay in Oldtown.
They had tasked themselves with finding a passageway to Bohemia.
But as it turns out, no one has heard of Bohemia; not even the Maesters themselves.
"What do you mean there's no such thing as a Holy Roman Empire-" Hans spoke out in frustration...
It was to Hans' knowledge, only a few hours until the ship will have reached Oldtown and they will have been boarded there, and he couldn't have been more than excited; sure, they were as good as dead once they get back to Bohemia probably due to Hanush choking the life of both him and Henry but...
They had found room and board at an inn near the ship docks, and it had vastly fascinated Henry on the different attire in which the men and obviously the women had adorned themselves with; wearing some loose clothing by Bohemian standard and he even spotted some dock workers donning nothing...
They had made it through the gates of Sunspear, without much hassle; their guide, Rickard of White Harbor had led them to one of the taverns within the cramped labyrinth of a city that was Sunspear. After that, Rickard had disappeared without a trace. Probably off to find some work somewhere; so...
"Are you yanking my pizzle!?" exclaimed Hans as both he and Henry rode on horseback trailing along a rocky road. Things were supposed to be simple, deliver a message to Ser Otto Von Bergow, maybe woo a tavern wench or two, and that was that. Now they were lost. In the desert. Which was...
Takes place directly after 'I can't say goodbye to yesterday III.'
Lyanna looked at the exterior of the Broken Tower, she, along with Ben and Bran were about a dozen feet away from the Tower; far enough that they could see the interior of the tower through the windows with only some slight...
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Jon told both Robert and I that for our penmanship to better that we should write our own thoughts on a piece of parchment. I suspect he did it due to Robert's awful writing skills. I haven't gotten around to writing a diary, as I kept forgetting.
My mind is a jambled mess of...
Melisandre saw fire. The fire that would give prohesies foretold by R'haellor. She had witnessed it numerous times and she will witness it for as much and for as long as her Lord will permit her to---which is to say, she will do it endlessly for she had complete trust in the ongoing support of...
"It is with recent and unfortunate events in mind that the Lord of the Storm's End and Lord of the Riverrun have agreed that the marriage must take place within a year." Lord Stark had declared to his children within the Solar. Brandon stopped his breath and Lyanna gasped.
"Father-" Lya had...
Where in the nine hells, is King Aerys?" Brandon pondered aloud. His legs were at the top a table at Ned's room. Lya and Ben were similarly lazing about in the room. It had been a week since the ambush but things had resumed into normalcy. At least, on the surface, things were bubbling up in...