And What a Dance it Was (NO SV, War is Coming, Prepare)

All the births. Human and dragon alike. Good number of Targs, Velaryons and Dragonseeds around for said eggs and the few dragons not claimed yet.

Vhagar, Dreamfyre, Sheepstealer, Silverwing, and.....who else besides Jaehaerys dragon?
Sun Frye I think, Cannibal, and I believe Dreamer and Baelas dragon
 
That moment where you remember this:

We are entirely at the mercy of boats in the coming update.

Meaning that everyone except us is at a disadvantage.

Oh yeah it's son of the sea time.
And we are in the North ;), a land which loves us ;), where Weirwoods are relatively common ;), you can get enough wood for a longbow from a single branch without harming the tree ;), and we are going to make a big favor to the Starks ;)
Because that shit is magic. No more no less.
 
That moment where you remember this:

We are entirely at the mercy of boats in the coming update.

Meaning that everyone except us is at a disadvantage.

Oh yeah it's son of the sea time.

Oh yeah Lucien got his sea skills. Lucien burning some enemy ships time!! Sea skills, master dragon riding and religion bonus.

Though got to make sure Daemon and whoever else is gonna help make it out.
 
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The Dragon of the North
The Dragon of the North:

Go to Grey Ghost: Your Dragon seems strange, and antsy… like it wanted to leave, but wouldn't leave you.

Your body tingled from the pressure and smoke that your dragon was releasing, it was melting the snow, and making things that were very… uncomfortable. But the Grey Ghost seemed agitated, almost like it was sensing something else that you did not see.

But you listened to your Dragon, as you walked forward, towards his neck, trying to look at what he was looking at.

The Dragon did nothing, and there was confusion coming from the Lord and Daemon himself. "What the blazes is that boy doing?" Lord Manderly asked as they all began to pick up the pace towards you.

Trust and Sight:D100 => 58 (Bare Success)

At that moment, you decided to take the chance. There was nothing else that you could do, save for trusting your Dragon. So you mounted, far before your elders could reach you and you flew.

Towards the East. and to a ruined tower.
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The Ruin was a blasted place that had lost the battle with time, long had it been since people other than weary travelers stayed at this place, avoiding the ghosts and the ruins that could collapse at the moment, when the snows came.

But as Grey Ghost landed, you were alone, and you were scared just a little as you looked around. There was nothing here?

At least that you could see. You looked at the Grey Ghost, trying to look for what he saw. But you saw nothing.

Investigation Roll?:D100 => 5 (Failed to Detect Ambush, will suffer Roll Malus)

Then you heard it. The creaking of the stone, and the wood. There was someone here. Lots of people… Too many people for you to take alone. But you needed prisoners, and you needed to stay alive before Daemon could show up to rescue you.

So you hid beside Grey Ghost, who watched the tower.

"DRAGON!" One shouted as they appeared, all from the tower.

The Men's Armerments: D100 => 9

They were all unarmed save for one with a sword and a whip. These people were not soldiers from the slaving ring.

At least not all of them. These people were those that were enslaved, and the sole man alive trying to keep his profits intact.

That same man was now out, sword drawn, blade at the throat of a child. He spoke Valyrian. "Listen here Dragon, I'll give you meat if you leave." He did not seem to see that you were there, hiding behind your dragon. He then shoved the Boy to the ground. "Eat him!"

Grey Ghost tilted his head slightly, confused at the offering, and then blew a puff of smoke, a very hot one. He was stuffed to the belly with fish and deer.

There was only one threat, and that was not him. It was you.

You stepped forward, unarmed as you may be, but still in command of a Dragon. Grey Ghost understood and bowed his head slightly so that your dragon was directly behind you.

The sight was more than enough to make the slaves, no… prisoners weep tears of joy. "A Targaryen!" One shouted.

"Seven Save us, they have come to save us." Another spoke.

The Slaver was horrified, and then he laughed. "A Child comes to rescue these worms!"

He was terrified, but you were silent. That unnerving silence was something that seemed to have an effect on people.

This man did not see fear. He just saw a child and a Dragon. Standing before him. He thought for a long time about his chances.

The Thoughts?: D100 + 30 - 15 => 25 vs D100 + 40 => 128

In the man's eyes, filled with fear and determination, you thought you saw a man brave enough to do it, to charge you, to fight a dragon and try to kill it. There were many that had thought the same. One, according to legend, succeeded.

But the man caved. He saw that he had no leverage, no chance against a Dragon, or you.

He saw a fleeting moment, and he wasted it and cowered. "Don't kill me." He said, his sword thrown at your feet, and he curled up into a ball… waiting to die.

You took the blade and waited.

It wouldn't be long now.
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White Harbor was warm, and ships were ready to sail. "We do not have much time." Lord Stark Stated as he looked at the map. "They are only two leagues south of White Harbor, waiting for a signal that will be given tonight." He stated. "We will lay a trap, capture or destroy these vessels, and save those that we can."

"We cannot use dragons here Prince Daemon, it is far too much of a risk to my subjects. And even with the intimidation factor, we cannot have these ships sink or sail away." Lord Manderly stated.

"We can use them to destroy the rigging and the sails." Daemon replied. "Not everything that dragons do requires fire."

"That may be, but we must find the correct ships. So until that time… you remain on the ship." Lord Stark stated.

"Are we agreed?" Daemon asked. There was a silent nod. "Good.

Who do you Sail with?:

[]Lord Stark: He finally got the chance to speak to you. "You are silent, yes? But that does not mean you are deaf."

[]Lord Manderly: He wishes to see what you can do now, on the waves of the North.

[]Daemon: You will be by his side.

[]Take command: You are a son of the sea, and while you cannot speak...you know the waves.

AN: Enjoy.
 
[X]Lord Stark: He finally got the chance to speak to you. "You are silent, yes? But that does not mean you are deaf."
 
[X]Lord Stark: He finally got the chance to speak to you. "You are silent, yes? But that does not mean you are deaf."

Time to talk with Lord Woof.
 
[X]Lord Stark: He finally got the chance to speak to you. "You are silent, yes? But that does not mean you are deaf."

Wolves and Dragons, side by side.
 
A child with a Dragon made a grown ass man surrender. While said child getting caught in an ambush and being dead torights.

Damn... I love the Magoose dice
 
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[X]Lord Stark: He finally got the chance to speak to you. "You are silent, yes? But that does not mean you are deaf."
 
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