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I mean, my opinion of it started pretty low due to begin with, and everything I've heard since as just made me less and less enthused with the entire prospect.
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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I mean, my opinion of it started pretty low due to begin with, and everything I've heard since as just made me less and less enthused with the entire prospect.
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In all honesty I can say that this last season has been so bad that it made the previous seasons not worth watching. It has been that bad for me. Frankly I envy that you haven't watched it. At least there isn't the soul crushing regret that comes with wasting your time and figuring it out 7 years later.
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Don't forget the Mythic Memory Erasure whatever spell
The directors explanation for the Targ-North Alliance forgetting about the Teleporting Fleet is that they actually forgot about the Epic Teleporting Fleet that keeps fucking them up
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...I'm sorry what the fuck?
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Oh right you don't watch. Okay so euron's fleet keeps on coming out of nowhere like some Deus ex machina so it's now a meme of Euron's teleportation fleet
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Game of Thrones is infamous for several things, including:
1. Absolutely no concept of logistics. For example, Dany can simply fly across the sea on dragonback and all the way too the Reach, win a battle, then back again to dragonstone. Then there's the fleets which can show up out of nowhere with perfect precision for the convenience of the "plot". Let's not forget this setting doesn't even have a compass.
2. The people in universe do not act like the professionals they're presented as. The battle plans are an absolute mess, and include things like putting trebuchets on the front lines. Yes. I'm serious. Experienced commanders who have won multiple battles and who have been trained for warfare put trebuchets on the front lines. And then what @The crazy demon said. They "forget" important details that are pretty vital for all battles, like the broken abilities shown by the enemy.
I feel genuinely cheated that my family paid for HBO this season, and I want my money back.
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Yep. He saw what they were going to do to his setting and just left. The results were predictable and depressing.
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To quote a random Youtube Comment:
Its almost impossible to defeat an army that has no sense of self preservation and a critical lack of brains...
But the Night King almost did it.
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Do that make it perfect for Amrelath? As a red Dragon anything he value definitely has greed in that value.
I would say perfect for Viserys, but his greed tend to be more about other things than what he's wearing.
And much more importantly, if DP was writing a game of thrones, he probably wouldn't have time to write ASWAH, and that would be terrible.Yeah, but if they let DP write it then it would actually have a functional plot/story progression worth a damn to go along with the glorious bullshit.
And we can't be having that in modern television. People might realise what they're missing
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I would watch the shit out of a ASWAH series. Just putting that out there.
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What did happen to the Night King, how was he defeated?
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Night King survived Daenerys going full Dracarys on him for like half a minute and died to Arya's teleporting ninja powers and a Valyrian Steel Dagger
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Night King survived Daenerys going full Dracarys on him for like half a minute and died to Arya's teleporting ninja powers and a Valyrian Steel Dagger
Oh, so that's what my friend meant by this:
and then the king, who has no reason to come out whatsoever, gets killed by some completely to his plotline unrelated character, that only LEARNED of the undead one episode ago
What even is storytelling?
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I believe the phrase used for this kind of scenario is "A refreshing twist" and a "subversion of the trope". You know what I call it? Shitty writing. I was so pissed that happened.
Interlude in beta.
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That's what they were presumably going for, and it is possible to do. Unless you miss your step, fall all the way into the trash bin, and are so concussed by the trip that you believe what you've just picked up is total genius.
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Oh it certainly was a disconnect for me considering I had watched the show before reading the quest. In fact I almost didn't because I thought it was Viserys Targaryen and not Dragon Emperor Viserys Targaryen. Good thing I did because here we all are, bitching about the show and how subpar it has become.
Interlude CDLX: Bronze Knight's Pledge
Bronze Knight's Pledge
Thirteenth Day of the Ninth Month 293 AC
Andar Royce did not really know his brother anymore, that fact was clearer in the candlelight of his father's solar than it had been under the mage-lanterns of Sorcerer's Deep, the way he stood, the words he spoke, even the way his smile lay upon his face as he greeted their father all spoke of someone far older than four and ten. He seemed if not wholly comfortable than at least content with the notion that he could only come to Runestone by stealth, warning of spies and eavesdroppers but moving on quickly to the task at hand and what it might entail.
"There is not really much point in recovering Lamentation if you have to hide it as though we were the thieves and not the fiends who took it from us. More than a sword it is a symbol of the lost fortunes of our House and what may yet be recovered. For those Vale Houses who know or can guess which way the wind is blowing. It should also be a subtle sign that the hour is approaching and they must choose where they stand, with the rightful heir as Ser Willam Royce did during the storming of the Dragon Pit, or with the mob that would destroy our future and the realm's shield." These words he spoke not with youth's fiery passion, but with the slow measured conviction of one who had long pondered such matters.
"You think the Blacks were in the right?" Andar asked, as much to distract himself from the leap his House had committed itself to as to know his brother's mind.
"Queen Rhaenyra was the eldest, she was her father's choice, and the one who could have best served as a stable transition for the realm," Waymar answered simply.
"She would have made a poor queen," their lord father rumbled. "Quick to anger, vindictive and cruel, and from the children she bore without honor."
"Poorer than Aegon the Unworthy?" Waymar snorted. "There was a frightful dearth of lords willing to bleed and die so that fool could not take the crown, he sired bastards by the score, sowed the seeds of five wars yet there was no rebellion, and there was no call for a Great Council to reign him in. The Seven Kingdoms are quick to brand 'whores' and forgive whoremongers their failings..." The implications for the current King were obvious, but there was something more personal about this. "Father, Andar, I would ask your oaths on a matter, Viserys would never ask it because that is not how he thinks but..."
"What?" Lord Royce asked seriously.
"If the King should perish beyond return and I with him I ask your pledge to follow Princess Daenerys, she may be young and perhaps seem strange in some ways, but she has been as true as her brother in peace and in war, wise in council, and aware of the perils ahead as few others are. If both should fall then it is to Queen Rhaella you must watch for she will have many wise and learned counselors to aid her," Waymar's words hung in the air a long moment after he spoke them like a portent of doom.
Andar cleared his throat: "Surely the King will have an heir of his body soon..." He remembered those too-knowing eyes that seemed to peer into a man's soul, he still feared that he would some day see that look in his own sweet sister's gaze.
"An infant would make a poor king, if not quite so poor as the one Westeros is cursed with at the moment," the younger knight replied.
"Beyond recall..." The Lord of Runestone repeated. "How likely is that with magic able to reach beyond death?"
"Not very, I think, I hope." Waymar shook his head of the sudden uncertainty, "But there are those that could do it among the foes of life and reason. I will do my best to ensure it never comes to it and so will others of greater strength and wisdom than I, but I would still rest easier to know that our House would not hesitate to carry on the fight regardless."
A chill ran down the elder knight's spine, part of him wishing to ask what foes were so terrible besides which Robert Baratheon and the War for the Iron Throne was scarce worth a thought, but in his heart he was uncertain if he would ever be able to sleep easy with the knowledge.
"You have my word, son," Yohn Royce said, sounding at once weary and proud as he looked upon Waymar.
Andar was slower to reply, for though he did not wish to a disappoint his kin, his father had taught him that there was no worse thing for a man to do than disappoint himself in swearing a false or thoughtless oath. He thought of the things he had seen in the Deep, the powers and wonders arrayed there as but a tourney. What horror might shake the walls of that place? "I too pledge to follow the Princess if the King should fall, and the Queen if both should perish."
Waymar smiled relieved, and in that smile Andar saw the most of the boy his brother had been.
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The barrow could have been mistaken for just another small hill arrayed at the foot of the Mountains of the Moon, lost to all but the most intrepid, or the most desperate, of travelers, by reason of the hard path across the slopes. Pale stones gleamed along the thorns like the daggers of some long forgotten war, not a single bird sag, not beast moved.
"This is it," one of the two women warriors Waymar had brought with him, Leto, Andar thought her name was, said. After seeing her on the sands against Clegane he had not even considered objecting to her presence, not that he thought she would pay much head to him, born of some strange eastern land and swearing oaths known only to her.
"Do you think they will run if we challenge them?" Waymar asked.
"Just the four of us, no, not if our count of them is remotely accurate." Turning to Andar she added. "Stay back from the first clash. Even with the sword, armor, and talisman you are not as prepared as the rest of us for this."
Andar's pride bristled, but he kept his peace. The words had not been dismissive, but reasoned, as one might speak of any other fact. I'm a man in boiled leather going up a against a charge of knights, whether I like it or not.
"Well then, let's knock, shall we?" Waymar asked. An ember of fire sparked in his hand, then he flung it and where it stuck inferno blazed.
The women were just looking on to the barrow, gazes as sharp as the points of the arrows set in their bows.
"So the Betrayers dare approach in the guise of 'heroes'?" A ringing maleficent voice echoed through Andar's mind, and from the looks of things through the minds of all others present. A giant warrior in armor of glowing gold with his face an eternal mask of hatred strode out of the barrow. "Shall I tell them what you are then?"
As more misshapen things wielding jagged blades, their faces veiled by writhing tentacles, emerged from the barrow Waymar looked upon them with scorn, almost with amusement. "You have been spending too much time in the dark. If you had come out some time in the past month you might have noticed we are the winged figures held without fear in the hands of children, the world is changing, not just becoming more of what it was."
Black arrows flew and lightning flashed impossibly bright, the flesh of fiends burned and bled as the horror invoked curse upon curse on the heads of his foes, to little avail, for they seemed to shed them as steel does a slinger's missiles, neither screams of hate, nor death curses availed the foe.
Bronze sliced through gold...
"You are doomed all of you doomed, the Pact will not be undone by petty trickery!"
Lamentation turned in the monster's hand as though refusing to strike the heirs of its true bearers. Andar did not hesitate for a moment, his sword of borrowed dragonsteel slicing under the fiend's arm. The thing took one clawed hand from the hilt of the sword and grasped Andar's arm.
"Die!" It seemed as though the command filled his world. Of course he would die, that was the fate of all men wasn't it, but in that truth he found salvation the devil had not seen.
"Not today," he spat into its face as Waymar's pale sword sank into its back, casting it to the ground.
OOC: For all Waymar was very concerned about accepting the Erinyes' pledges at the time he is not one for second guessing himself. He trusts them and values their aid. Also here is a bit of a peek into Waymar's fears for the future and for his family. Though he may not have much else in common with the Sealord he too fears what would happen if Viserys were to die. Since I know you guys will ask but I did not want to break up the flow of the story with it, you captured 1 Advanced Gilded Devil (12 HD) Cleric Creature and 3 Bearded Devils. A further 5 Bearded Devils were killed. You got Lamentation and some loot I have not rolled for (I'm tempted to just go with gold, you guys do not really need more minor magic items).
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My god, it's like divine providence. A Cleric Creature precisely when we needed one.
We already unlocked Druid Creatures, and we have a Sorcerer Creature and Wizard Creature in the wings. With this we complete the set.
Thank you, @DragonParadox! Thank you, Mammon!
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I did tell you this one was pretending to be a miracle working septon from the start. I'm surprised no one remembered him.