And What a Dance it Was (NO SV, War is Coming, Prepare)
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Sometimes, the only thing that decides who is a hero and who is a villain, is the storyteller.
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I love how this daemon slowly has become the original incarnation of the rogue prince, not the crazy badass that is presented in fire and blood
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Lucien is the storyteller.
Don't get me wrong, I love the mad lad in Fire and Blood...
I just find him in World of Ice and Fire so much more compelling.
Also fire and blood Daemon is from conflicting sources, so remember... The Maesters lie.
So does the Septon.
Mushroom is the only one telling the truth.
The Tournament Finale
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The Tournament Finale:
To the Ladies of the Realm: It seems your stunt has given you an audience. Numerous ladies of the realm were entirely wanting… Well, they want a lot of things. The good thing is Rhaeynra and her friend were safe, behind the kings guard.
You saw the ladies of the realm and you were feeling dread. Daemon however was laughing. "You know, when I was your age, I would have killed for such attention from the ladies of the realm."
You looked up with a frown and a raised eyebrow. You knew he was being an ass, mostly because unlike him, you couldn't talk to people that well. Or rather at all.
Daemon then slapped your back and laughed. "Have fun, gods know you need it."
You were then left alone with the banshees who were all standing around, all looking at you, and from there on, you silent and innocent glare.
That Bastard was going to pay for this!
But as you quickly shoved in, there were many voices that blended together. Many were angry for you refusing the favor, saying you could have won with their favor, had you not taken the stupid little girls.
You quickly moved and ignored them and walked over to the people that would make you feel the most comfortable, like…the princess and her friends.
You bowed your head to the princess and Alicent and Jeyne. Laena was elsewhere with her father, and clearly, the Princess was very… interested in speaking with you, and her friends.
"Hello, Lucien," Rhaenyra said with a smile. "You are well?"
You nodded.
Jeyne spoke. "Of course, he is well, my favor protected him." The Little girl was clearly not focusing on the wound to your pride, but rather on that you were unharmed.
You smiled at that and gave a happy nod to her, and she was ecstatic, clapping her hands in joy as Alicent said. "You did well."
You then moved your hands, "Thank you."
Rhaenyra grinned gently, and quietly whispered the translation to her, causing the Hightower girl to become red as crimson. Her hand waved in front of her face to cool herself down.
You nodded. "Lady Jeyne." You signed and looked directly into her eyes. "Thank you, your favor was much appreciated."
When Rhaenyra translated, Jeyne then yelped in joy. "Thank you, Prince Lucien." She then gave you a very sudden and happy hug.
Then all the seven hells broke loose. "Hey, let me speak to him, you little bitch!" A lady shouted as she walked over and gave a forceful shove to Jeyne, sending her flying back into Alicent, who fell down.
You immediately rushed over to the little girl, who was crying and helped Alicent to her feet. You needed no words to show your concern.
Many ladies then took their opportunity to start shoving, pulling hair, or threatening each other.
Rhaenyra then looked over at her friends. "I think it might be best if you leave, Lucien, it seems the ladies need to be brought to heel?"
You raised an eyebrow. "Sure you don't need me?" you signed.
She pointed to Harold Westerling. She'd be fine. "Ser Westerling, could you help me restore order?"
You left as the knight did such a thing.
Reward:
Jeyne views you as a true knight, even if you do not follow the seven. She is really starry-eyed about you.
Alicent and Rhaenyra are enthralled but not entirely captured by your charms. They think you are very charming, however.
The Ladies of Westeros think you are a fairytale come to life. And the battle for your affections.
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The Queen who never was: The Princess Rhaeyns was smiling at you as if she had won quite a bit. "Daemon is rubbing off on you. And it appears you are making all the same mistakes."
She was waiting on the balcony, waiting for you like a predator. "Lucien." She said your name, making you stop dead in your tracks. "Come."
She ordered with all authority. "With the joust, you brought honor and glory to our house." She then looked away from you as you stood. "I do not need to hear you speak to know what is going on through your mind, and the thoughts." You folded your arms as you heard the words.
She did not know. And she never will. "Daemon is rubbing off on you. And it appears you are making all the same mistakes."
"What mistakes?" You signed, and that made the princess shake her head.
"I may not know signs, my boy, but I do know people." She stated. "You will fall into the same traps he did. Always wishing for things that are not yours. You will reach a decision that Daemon made a long time ago. To honor your family, or to bring ruin through your actions. You may think you brought it to honor now, but all you did was make things worse for yourself, with your reckless abandon. Through your lack of trust. Through your impulsiveness."
She was trying to intimidate you? She was doing a rather poor job of it. "You are chaotic, and need to be controlled." She said, "Otherwise the realm will bleed."
Then you finally spoke. "Is that because I didn't support you? That you see me as the reason you did not gain a crown? That you think I will bring ruin to it when by your actions, you would as well."
Your words silenced her and you finished. "I may be chaotic, but I am not malicious. I have no desire for the crown or the throne. Think about that before you decide to make assumptions about a boy you do not know."
At that, she was silenced.
Reward: You made her realize something. Not everything you do is for a crown or glory.
Perhaps that will make her think about what you desire… and how she may try to control you.
You also give her pause, as she realizes you are nothing like Daemon.
You are far more frightening than Daemon ever was, because to her, you are an enigma she does not understand.
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Daemon was waiting with several kingsguard. The mage was staying with the envoys of the red keep with the envoys.
Daemon was smiling, grinning like a madman. "Bout fucking time." He said with a feral grin… and he kicked the door down to the mage's quarters.
The Mage?: D20 => 1 (He Escaped)
Curse Potency: D100 => 87
And waiting for you there, was the Princess of Dorne, a smile adorning her face, as she sat down. "Hello, gentlemen." She said with a sly, snake-like smile.
"Where is he!" Daemon demanded as he drew his sword. "I want that mage you were talking to, my dear princess?!"
She then laughed. "You honestly think it would fit the little story stereotype? An evil mage cursing a dragon rider's mother? To make her murder her husband, and destroy her children?" She then pointed to you. "I may be many things Prince Daemon, but I'm not what you think I am. The Mage escaped, though he confessed to me of the crimes he committed before he left."
You ran forward with a dagger in hand. "Silence will only get you so far." She said, "You should go home, boy… be with your mother for the last few weeks of her life."
Daemon stopped you, uncharacteristically… calm. He was in a calm rage, like a Northmen snowstorm. "How do we break the curse?"
"You can't. All you can do is transfer it to another woman, of the same bloodline, or married to the Targaryen family. It's how it works." She stated, her eyes black as night as she drank wine. "That is all the mage told me."
"I will gut you!" Daemon threatened.
"Under what evidence? There is nothing to prove to you that I did it, only that I have knowledge of it."
"An accessory to black magic, I'm sure the faith would enjoy that?" Daemon glared. "Especially when I drag you to him in chains."
"I'm sure that even the King of Westeros would care about a witch poisoning a commoner, especially when I am wholly innocent in the entire affair. Especially when his mother is a commoner, a foreigner, and a heathen." She stated as she swirled the wine. "Dornish red is oh so brilliant this time of year. Don't you think so?"
Daemon then snapped, grabbing her by the throat. None of the Kingsguard was willing to stop him. He then lifted her over the edge his rage fueling his strength. "Do not lie to me!" He demanded. "How do I save that boy's mother!"
"She isn't even his mother." She choked. "Why do you care!"
"Because he is my son!" Daemon cried in anguish, as he held her over the edge. "He may not be my child, but he is my son! So you will answer me Princess, or I'll show you how everyone else flies!"
Daemon then loosened his grip. "By falling!"
The Princess was terrified. "You wouldn't dare!" She choked.
"My grip is slipping Princess." He stated with total conviction. "I won't be able to save you if I let go."
"You can't!" She cried. "It can't be broken, only transferred to another woman that you love… and she will die a painful and horrifying death, plaguing her with madness and horror until that fire in her is born. You can't stop it. You can only force it onto another you love."
"That is the curse the mage put on her. The Curse of the Human Heart." She stated. "You have to choose between the love you have, or the love that others have."
Do you ask her to move the curse?:
[]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
[]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
What do you do with the Princess:
[]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
[]Release her: If you want to kill her… you will do it in time when you seek to rip everything away from her. You will rip everything she holds dear away from her... Then she will have your permission to die.
AN: Don't worry. we'll see how the world will react soon.
We have the rumor mills incoming, as well as how The Crown will react.
To the Ladies of the Realm: It seems your stunt has given you an audience. Numerous ladies of the realm were entirely wanting… Well, they want a lot of things. The good thing is Rhaeynra and her friend were safe, behind the kings guard.
You saw the ladies of the realm and you were feeling dread. Daemon however was laughing. "You know, when I was your age, I would have killed for such attention from the ladies of the realm."
You looked up with a frown and a raised eyebrow. You knew he was being an ass, mostly because unlike him, you couldn't talk to people that well. Or rather at all.
Daemon then slapped your back and laughed. "Have fun, gods know you need it."
You were then left alone with the banshees who were all standing around, all looking at you, and from there on, you silent and innocent glare.
That Bastard was going to pay for this!
But as you quickly shoved in, there were many voices that blended together. Many were angry for you refusing the favor, saying you could have won with their favor, had you not taken the stupid little girls.
You quickly moved and ignored them and walked over to the people that would make you feel the most comfortable, like…the princess and her friends.
You bowed your head to the princess and Alicent and Jeyne. Laena was elsewhere with her father, and clearly, the Princess was very… interested in speaking with you, and her friends.
"Hello, Lucien," Rhaenyra said with a smile. "You are well?"
You nodded.
Jeyne spoke. "Of course, he is well, my favor protected him." The Little girl was clearly not focusing on the wound to your pride, but rather on that you were unharmed.
You smiled at that and gave a happy nod to her, and she was ecstatic, clapping her hands in joy as Alicent said. "You did well."
You then moved your hands, "Thank you."
Rhaenyra grinned gently, and quietly whispered the translation to her, causing the Hightower girl to become red as crimson. Her hand waved in front of her face to cool herself down.
You nodded. "Lady Jeyne." You signed and looked directly into her eyes. "Thank you, your favor was much appreciated."
When Rhaenyra translated, Jeyne then yelped in joy. "Thank you, Prince Lucien." She then gave you a very sudden and happy hug.
Then all the seven hells broke loose. "Hey, let me speak to him, you little bitch!" A lady shouted as she walked over and gave a forceful shove to Jeyne, sending her flying back into Alicent, who fell down.
You immediately rushed over to the little girl, who was crying and helped Alicent to her feet. You needed no words to show your concern.
Many ladies then took their opportunity to start shoving, pulling hair, or threatening each other.
Rhaenyra then looked over at her friends. "I think it might be best if you leave, Lucien, it seems the ladies need to be brought to heel?"
You raised an eyebrow. "Sure you don't need me?" you signed.
She pointed to Harold Westerling. She'd be fine. "Ser Westerling, could you help me restore order?"
You left as the knight did such a thing.
Reward:
Jeyne views you as a true knight, even if you do not follow the seven. She is really starry-eyed about you.
Alicent and Rhaenyra are enthralled but not entirely captured by your charms. They think you are very charming, however.
The Ladies of Westeros think you are a fairytale come to life. And the battle for your affections.
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The Queen who never was: The Princess Rhaeyns was smiling at you as if she had won quite a bit. "Daemon is rubbing off on you. And it appears you are making all the same mistakes."
She was waiting on the balcony, waiting for you like a predator. "Lucien." She said your name, making you stop dead in your tracks. "Come."
She ordered with all authority. "With the joust, you brought honor and glory to our house." She then looked away from you as you stood. "I do not need to hear you speak to know what is going on through your mind, and the thoughts." You folded your arms as you heard the words.
She did not know. And she never will. "Daemon is rubbing off on you. And it appears you are making all the same mistakes."
"What mistakes?" You signed, and that made the princess shake her head.
"I may not know signs, my boy, but I do know people." She stated. "You will fall into the same traps he did. Always wishing for things that are not yours. You will reach a decision that Daemon made a long time ago. To honor your family, or to bring ruin through your actions. You may think you brought it to honor now, but all you did was make things worse for yourself, with your reckless abandon. Through your lack of trust. Through your impulsiveness."
She was trying to intimidate you? She was doing a rather poor job of it. "You are chaotic, and need to be controlled." She said, "Otherwise the realm will bleed."
Then you finally spoke. "Is that because I didn't support you? That you see me as the reason you did not gain a crown? That you think I will bring ruin to it when by your actions, you would as well."
Your words silenced her and you finished. "I may be chaotic, but I am not malicious. I have no desire for the crown or the throne. Think about that before you decide to make assumptions about a boy you do not know."
At that, she was silenced.
Reward: You made her realize something. Not everything you do is for a crown or glory.
Perhaps that will make her think about what you desire… and how she may try to control you.
You also give her pause, as she realizes you are nothing like Daemon.
You are far more frightening than Daemon ever was, because to her, you are an enigma she does not understand.
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Daemon was waiting with several kingsguard. The mage was staying with the envoys of the red keep with the envoys.
Daemon was smiling, grinning like a madman. "Bout fucking time." He said with a feral grin… and he kicked the door down to the mage's quarters.
The Mage?: D20 => 1 (He Escaped)
Curse Potency: D100 => 87
And waiting for you there, was the Princess of Dorne, a smile adorning her face, as she sat down. "Hello, gentlemen." She said with a sly, snake-like smile.
"Where is he!" Daemon demanded as he drew his sword. "I want that mage you were talking to, my dear princess?!"
She then laughed. "You honestly think it would fit the little story stereotype? An evil mage cursing a dragon rider's mother? To make her murder her husband, and destroy her children?" She then pointed to you. "I may be many things Prince Daemon, but I'm not what you think I am. The Mage escaped, though he confessed to me of the crimes he committed before he left."
You ran forward with a dagger in hand. "Silence will only get you so far." She said, "You should go home, boy… be with your mother for the last few weeks of her life."
Daemon stopped you, uncharacteristically… calm. He was in a calm rage, like a Northmen snowstorm. "How do we break the curse?"
"You can't. All you can do is transfer it to another woman, of the same bloodline, or married to the Targaryen family. It's how it works." She stated, her eyes black as night as she drank wine. "That is all the mage told me."
"I will gut you!" Daemon threatened.
"Under what evidence? There is nothing to prove to you that I did it, only that I have knowledge of it."
"An accessory to black magic, I'm sure the faith would enjoy that?" Daemon glared. "Especially when I drag you to him in chains."
"I'm sure that even the King of Westeros would care about a witch poisoning a commoner, especially when I am wholly innocent in the entire affair. Especially when his mother is a commoner, a foreigner, and a heathen." She stated as she swirled the wine. "Dornish red is oh so brilliant this time of year. Don't you think so?"
Daemon then snapped, grabbing her by the throat. None of the Kingsguard was willing to stop him. He then lifted her over the edge his rage fueling his strength. "Do not lie to me!" He demanded. "How do I save that boy's mother!"
"She isn't even his mother." She choked. "Why do you care!"
"Because he is my son!" Daemon cried in anguish, as he held her over the edge. "He may not be my child, but he is my son! So you will answer me Princess, or I'll show you how everyone else flies!"
Daemon then loosened his grip. "By falling!"
The Princess was terrified. "You wouldn't dare!" She choked.
"My grip is slipping Princess." He stated with total conviction. "I won't be able to save you if I let go."
"You can't!" She cried. "It can't be broken, only transferred to another woman that you love… and she will die a painful and horrifying death, plaguing her with madness and horror until that fire in her is born. You can't stop it. You can only force it onto another you love."
"That is the curse the mage put on her. The Curse of the Human Heart." She stated. "You have to choose between the love you have, or the love that others have."
Do you ask her to move the curse?:
[]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
[]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
What do you do with the Princess:
[]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
[]Release her: If you want to kill her… you will do it in time when you seek to rip everything away from her. You will rip everything she holds dear away from her... Then she will have your permission to die.
AN: Don't worry. we'll see how the world will react soon.
We have the rumor mills incoming, as well as how The Crown will react.
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MagnificentMind
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Damn, talk about giving us hard choices.
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Sorry about this, but I won´t let our mother die.
[X]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
And when you are going to kill someone fucking kill him, don´t pontify about it.
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[X]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
And when you are going to kill someone fucking kill him, don´t pontify about it.
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
Magoose
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The entire curse is GRRM's storytelling philosophy in AGOT and that big quote he always quotes sometimes.
The Conflict of the Human Heart, at War with itself being the only story worth telling.
What do become when faced with an impossible choice?
I think she didn't think account, she would go up against a man willing to kill her.
I mean, lets be honest here, anyone else would have let her live...
But Daemon? The wild card? Oh boy.
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Wouldn't a 9 from 1D100 converted to a D20 be a 2, and not 1? Since you essentially divide by 5 the d100 result? Nvm I didn't realize that clicking on the link just took me to the site and rolled randomly
Well... It sucks but all things considered, it's not really like we can afford to save visanya, if it means the death of actual targaryens....
Well... It sucks but all things considered, it's not really like we can afford to save visanya, if it means the death of actual targaryens....
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Magoose
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um, no, I just rolled from a list I had of 20 people.
The one meant the mage escaped.
As for the D100, its potency meant there was a possibility... to break it.
IT cannot be broken.
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The thing is, can´t we do something more creative with her besides killing her?
I mean Lingchi seems appropriate for this...
[X]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
I'm sorry, but...no.
We can't just force the curse on someone else. What right do we have to force somebody else to die just for the sake of our Mother? What right do we have to make perhaps another child lose their mother?
None. None at all.
It would be one thing if someone OFFERED to do it...but we can't force this. I refuse.
As for the bitch...
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
She will die.
And then...Dorne. Will. BURN.
[X]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
This is the only Alternative I would accept.
I'm sorry, but...no.
We can't just force the curse on someone else. What right do we have to force somebody else to die just for the sake of our Mother? What right do we have to make perhaps another child lose their mother?
None. None at all.
It would be one thing if someone OFFERED to do it...but we can't force this. I refuse.
As for the bitch...
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
She will die.
And then...Dorne. Will. BURN.
[X]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
This is the only Alternative I would accept.
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YES, Yes, Yes to both. This no matter what, Dorne, your days shall be kindled in dust and ash. Your keeps burned, and vengeance from the Kingdom of Westeros repaid in full, Fire and Blood.
[X]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[X]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
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[x]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
[x]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[x]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
Tabascoheath
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[X]Yes: (The dice will decide who in the Targaryen Family's females, will be affected.)
[X]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
We cant let our siblings die, no matter what. I'm sorry for who ever this curse lands on but I cant watch those little ones die. as for the bitch herself, we're not here to kill her, but by the storm she'll watch as we tear her aspirations apart.
[X]Imprison her: She may not have confessed to that crime, as she only had knowledge… but killing her would be wasteful. She's a good hostage.
We cant let our siblings die, no matter what. I'm sorry for who ever this curse lands on but I cant watch those little ones die. as for the bitch herself, we're not here to kill her, but by the storm she'll watch as we tear her aspirations apart.
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Fully agreed here, we can't just kill someone else, someone innocent, even if its to save our mother. Especially when that someone is royalty
Even if it's not done with malicious intent, if we knowingly transfer the curse to a random targaryen woman, we are essentially forcing onto their children or loved ones exactly what was forced onto us. How are we going to justify doing this? There is no valid justification regardless of how much we love our own family. If we truly love our mother, than don't inflict this pain on someone else who has nothing to do with this.
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Guys.
Seriously.
We CAN'T force someone else to die for the sake of our Mother. Well, we CAN, but it would forever make us the Villain. And earn us the eternal hatred of everyone close to the Person who dies.
Again: If someone OFFERED to do it, fine. But I refuse to force this on Rhaenyra, or anyone else we know for that matter. We have NO right to do that.
Seriously.
We CAN'T force someone else to die for the sake of our Mother. Well, we CAN, but it would forever make us the Villain. And earn us the eternal hatred of everyone close to the Person who dies.
Again: If someone OFFERED to do it, fine. But I refuse to force this on Rhaenyra, or anyone else we know for that matter. We have NO right to do that.
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Magoose
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You can't. Because unfortunately, she has diplomatic immunity. She dies now... or when we burn Dorne to the Ground.
Or we can try to assasinate her, but that's no fun.
The thing is... do you belive that Lucien will belive he has a chance?
He's about to lose half his family possibly.
Dorne is not going to burn. As much as we want to.
We can, however, hinder them in the Stepstones.
Greatly.
Be careful, fire can burn us.
She tragically committed suicide after getting far to drunk.
But would we really be a villain?
We're trying to save a life?
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what if it lands on Rhea or daemond daughter? they are inconcent and depending on who the curse lands one we will fuck up the entire quest
By condemning another. An innocent life that never asked for this, never had a CHOICE in this matter. And we would force it on her.
That is the act of a Villain, plain and simple.
Maybe not now.
But before this Quest is over, all that remains of Dorne will be ashes.
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[X]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
[X]Drop her: Daemon didn't kill her. The Fall did.
I have no idea what you're talking about, but I'm backing this guy.
[X] Alexander Sturnn
[X]No. (Visanya will die. And her children may as well if Valaar cannot rescue them)
This is the vote you want to make if you're backing me.
Gumiho
Reach heaven through violence!
And condemning Mama and our siblings to death is any better?