The vassal she’s asking for is de jure hers (that’s why she’s asking). Unfortunately I’m somewhat poo poo in personal combat so I don’t have much to teach him, but I suppose every little bit helps. The game gets a bit confused about who Robb is, but at least he’s picking up some swordfighting skills. Still, you know they’re just gonna re-declare the invasion, right? Because they are. I’ll have to live up to it if any of us are ever going to see another spring. I get a very flattering nickname with the minor side effect of making me sound like a stage magician. Sybelle is one of my bastard half-sisters and Mother always spoke very highly of the Dothraki. I have no intention of breeding another Edmure Tully. None of them like hearing “no”, but I’m not handing that title out until I have a few other King-level titles to check it. Various Riverlands vassals agitate at me to be named King of the Trident every now and again. Really!ĬapnAndy fucked around with this message at 19:47 on Dec 29, 2017 Next update we are absolutely going to discuss dragonpits and dragon taming, I promise.Įdit: Turns out I miscounted updates. You just know it.Īs of this update I'm still saving up for a dragonpit - winter has made all construction very expensive and it costs over 1100 gold, don't forget. before the bite, before its oblivion in the goring of your soft parts, the speckled lips will curl back in a whinny of excitement. You don't want to see such a mouth up close. Some teeth long for ripping, gleaming wet from black dog gums. Time to bring that organic WMD under your control, unite the Seven Kingdoms in your late mother's name (You'd have thought the southern bastards would have learned it's a terrible idea to execute the parents of the Northern paramount after the last two times) and then go put some daylight between yourself and the cold ones.ĪJ_Impy posted: and then go put some daylight between yourself and the cold ones. So long as the white walkers have even a single holding, winter never ends. Which means I’ll need to forge the realms of men together into a single force, as no disunified scattering will stand a chance. Which means that I’ll need an army that can meet the Walkers in open combat. Which means it’ll have to be me that does it. Which is a problem, because nobody can beat them, and everyone’s just fighting the wrong war anyway, defending against their invasions instead of calling the War for the Dawn. I’m starting to think that if the White Walkers are on the board, it literally can’t become spring. It’s been winter for twenty loving years. Incidentally, it’s worth remembering that Eddard was born only shortly before the Citadel declared that winter had begun.
CapnAndy posted: Part 16: A Game of Thrones
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