The Old Gods knew the Second Long Night was coming. They could foresee it as well as the likely paths it would arrive. But their past strategy, of a great champion to unite the souls of Westeros against the White Walkers came too close to failing last time, and they did not like their prospects of merely repeating it. The realms of Men needed an edge, a sturdy shaft to back the speartip of their champion. And if they could expand their worship, why not? For the North is vast, and full of untapped potential.
The medieval stasis has been broken. The wheels of progress begin to turn.
The medieval stasis has been broken. The wheels of progress begin to turn.