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Summer is starting in the Northern Hemisphere and I'm bored. Pretty bored. So I figured I'd make an AAR. As far as I can tell, no one has made a Wildling AAR, despite the fact that they're fun to play. There is no set goal for this AAR, besides to raid and plunder and raze as much of the Seven Kingdoms as I can. The Scenario I will use is the Feast For Crows start, but considering I'm starting with the Wildlings, there shouldn't be any major spoilers.
This is using a Ruler Designed Custom House.


Changelog, in effect from part 4 onwards(Only affects wildlings and the Night's Watch):
-Wildlings now in their own religious group so that they can blanket raid anybody.
-General opinion modifier from wildling trait reduced down to 55 to compensate for infidel malus.
-Added event that systematically kills any black brothers under a wildling controlled Night's Watch. Currently, they go in an infinite invite circle and just clog up the court without being useful.
-Wildling Invasion changed so that only titles that are occupied are taken, and the loser is not vassalized/has their primary title usurped. Basically, if I want to capture the entire North, I have to actually capture the entire North.

Table of Contents:
Part 1: The Queen Beyond the Wall
Part 2: The Wall Falls
Part 3: To Kill a Crow
Part 4: The First Blooding
World Update One-45 Years In
Part 5: Drowning the Kraken
Part 6: The Drunk White Lions
Part 7: Winter...
Part 8: ...Fire...
Part 9: ...and Blood.
World Update Two: 83 Years In
Part 10: Pants are Pure Evil
 
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Part 1: The Queen Beyond the Wall.
It was not a dark and stormy night. It was just another freezing day. I was sitting in my throne, penning my tale on a book taken from a dead crow. Well, it would be a lie if I said I was penning. I was speaking and my husband was penning. due to the fact that he was one of the few people north of the Wall that was literate. But that's what the men of old had done to us, and the crows they set to watch over us kept that tradition. I had sworn to gut every one of them and to watch their strongholds fall.

I am Baella, a woman of the Free Folk.



I took the name of Strongarm after I took control of the Northern Frostfangs. With most of the men having gone south with Mance Rayder and either died or defected, there was no one to stop me from seizing power.
The Northern Frostfangs were a pitiful place. A small pittance of gold and about three hundred men were all they had. But I was an excellent warrior and commander, and I hoped that would be enough to sway the odds. The one upside of the destruction of Mance Rayder's army was that every hold, not just the Northern Frostfangs, was devoid of manpower. The next few years would be turbulent and violent.
The first order of business was finding a husband willing to give up his name. That problem solved itself when a small force of Wildlings loyal to me found a Southron boy wandering around Hardhome. Apparently, he and his father were on poor terms, and he'd been sent off to join the crows. However, his ship was caught in a storm and he had had to land in Hardhome. My men made him an offer he couldn't refuse, and two weeks later, we were married under a heart tree.



He turned away from his gods soon after, trying to adapt to the harsh new environment while I spent the next year and a half at war. I bought four hundred additional wildling warriors with the promise of gold and plunder, and turned towards Thenn. The old city was empty, its warriors having left for the Shivering Forest a few days earlier. With few defenders, the city fell quickly enough. I turned south from there, to return to the Northern Frostfangs and continue to Skirling Pass afterwards. One night, while staying at my hall in the few days before I would south, I woke up vomiting. At first, I feared I was ill, but after consulting with some of the older women, it became apparent I was pregnant. I was overjoyed, but I needed to continue fighting. If I sat back for too much longer, the opportunity presented by Mance's death would disappear. Taking Skirling Pass was easy. Once again, it's garrison had left a few days prior to my arrival, and taking the hold was easy. Having secured the Upper Frostfangs, I turned my attention to the Frozen Shore. While waiting out the siege, I birthed my first son. I ordered twenty of my best men to escort him back to the Northern Frostfangs to ensure his safety.



After taking the Frozen Shore, I took stock of the state of affairs. I was, by far, the most powerful ruler north of the Wall. Taking advantage of this, I named myself Queen Beyond the Wall.



After this I turned south to the Central Frostfangs. I would prefer for the wildlings to come to me peacefully, so as to have as many men as possible to deal with the Night's Watch, but I needed to show them I wouldn't sit on my throne and wait for them to come. I would have them under my banner, whether by choice or by force. Fortunately, most of the wildlings fell in with me after the Central Frostfangs fell, and the remaining two independent raiders couldn't hope to remain so for long. It was around this time that I had my second child. She was strong, like her older brother Karlon, and I was certain she would become as good a wildling as me.



I brought the independent lords to heel, but rebels were an ever present threat. The raider I set over the Central Frostfangs decided to revolt, and rebels rose up in Hardhome. At the same time, my second son was born. He carried on the family name well.



The rebels were dealt with easily, but more of them appeared as soon as they were killed. It took me another two years to subdue them all, during which time I became the best commander north of the Wall. Six years after I came to power, the Crows were once again facing the threat of a wildling invasion.

 

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A Queen Beyond the Wall? I will surely follow this AAR. XD
I was planning on doing a male, because 100 gold dowries beyond the wall are stupid. On a whim, I decided to change the gender of the ruler designed character to see how it looked. I don't regret that decision except for one very specific moment. Well, two maybe.
 

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Part Two: The Wall Falls.
The next seven years passed in a blur. I had four children, two girls and two boys. 4 years after I united the Wildlings under my banner I raised a great Sepulcher in my honor. It honored my more...amusing activities.



A year before I marched on the Wall, a hooded man approached me. He told me he could kill any one of my enemies for a price. When I asked what it was, he said a hand. I lopped it off in front of him and told him to kill the King on the Iron Throne. If I was to attack the Wall, I needed their "Seven Kingdoms" to be too splintered to respond.
Midway through the 13th year of my reign, the King on the Iron Throne died. He left his two year old daughter on the throne.




A year later, I declared an invasion of the Wall. The Twice-Turned, Jon Snow, was still Lord Commander of the Wall. However, my men were far more numerous than the crows, and the Iron Throne would not come to their rescue this time.


The crows had brought 1500 men north of the Wall to face us. By the time my force met theirs, they had lost 600 men to the cold. They were dispatched quickly, with only 300 men running back to Castle Black.


Making good time, we made it over the Wall and were already setting up camp outside of Castle Black when the 300 surviving crows arrived. With the Wall to their back and my army to their front, they were slaughtered to the last. The next day, I ordered an assault of the Castle. 400 men died in that assault, but by the end we had taken the main stronghold of the crows. Their Lord Commander was in his chambers, and made no effort to stop us putting him in chains.


Afterwards, I went south, and captured the Gift. But I had one last piece of business to attend to before I went back north. I told my guards to bring Jon Snow before me.

Jon Snow. While I had not personally met him, I had heard tales of him. The man who ran from the Night's Watch into the arms of the Wildlings, the killer of Qhorin Halfhand, the wielder of the only Valyrian Steel blade north of the Wall, who had betrayed his brothers once again and turned cloack back to the Night's Watch. As much as some of the people in my army despised him, just as many begrudgingly respected him, and a few even admired him. I gave him a choice. He could either join the Wildlings, once and for all, and to forget his oath to the soon-to-be defunct Night's Watch, or he could die.


Jon Snow stood there for a long time, thinking. In the end he shook his head. "I was already given the choice to abandon the Night's Watch. I chose not to. My decision now is no different from then." He stared contemptuously at me. "Do you mean to let one of your soldiers do the job for you, or do you still follow the old ways?"

My men escorted him back out of the tent. He went on his knees willingly and turned to look at me. I took hold of my axe and walked towards him. Even though I had only one hand, I was still strong and the axe was of fine make, taken from the armories of Castle Black. I took his head off in one stroke.


Afterwards, I sent a man to Bowen Marsh, who led a small force of 84 men trying to take back Castle Black. He could either bend the knee, and forfeit control of the Night's Watch, or I would violently dismember every crow I could find. He made the smart decision, but not the decision I was hoping for.

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I feel so, so sorry for killing Jon. I was really hoping he would accept, but alas, it is not to be. Killing Tommen also made me feel a little sad. But now, things get interesting.
 

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Ooooh... the night's watch... defeated so quickly! And by such a not quite large host. I'm curious to see where you will go but do you really only have 2000 men?? And what has become of Longclaw - do you now have it?
 

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Longclaw went to Sansa. No idea where it is now. Night's Watch is rather easy to defeat because of Wildling Mercs. Beyond the Wall is at least 2500 men on its own at full strength, and 2000 extra mercs completely decimate the Night's Watch. The only hope they had was getting Jon out of Castle Black so I couldn't event imprison him and waiting for Southron Lords to show up with their armies and kill me. Since I kinda started a civil war that would drag on for about eight years, they showed up piecemeal with smaller armies and thus didn't stand a chance. I didn't bother mentioning the one lord that showed up because he didn't accomplish anything.
Also, I want to hear a few people's opinions on the Wildling invasion event. Should I use it and get the super massive steamroll armies that come with it, or try and take the Seven Kingdoms the old fashioned way?
 
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Use it for The North, then old fashioned way. After, of course, you convert those people to the proper ways of worship, not their Southern version of the Old Gods
 

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Then I'd need to muddle with the event, because currently it auto-engages the Iron Throne. Eh. Also, are people averse with me moving beyond the wall old gods into a separate religion classification so I can actually raid? Because right now I can only target R'hollor and Ironborn.
 

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Part Three: To Kill a Crow.
It appears the crows did not take kindly to me lopping off their Lord Commander's head. A few months later, the last few crows decided to try and restore the Night's Watch. They had less troops than me, but my armies were still weakened and spread out compared to theirs. They might pose a small threat.


It took the better part of a year for my army to gather and march on the Wall, all the while knowing that the crows were trying to take back Castle Black and that if they succeeded, they would be extremely annoying to root out. However, the 800 crows were not able to take Castle Black before we arrived, and despite having the protection of the Wall from my force, they lost horribly. While it would take two more minor skirmishes to put them down, the crows had been completely defeated.


After my victory, I rounded up every last one of the crows and made plans to fulfill my promise to kill every last one of them. A certain "Janos Slynt" tried to challenge me to a trial-by-combat. I accepted, but he didn't last long. It seems his self-professed prowess was every bit as false as his supposed lordship.


Having killed the crows, I made my home in Castle Black and set about restoring the area. If the Southerners ever tried to take back their Wall, they would be in for a nasty surprise. To make administration earlier, I passed off control of the areas surrounding Castle Black to my greenseer.

6 years later, as I grew older and slower, one of the wildling leaders under my command saw an opportunity to try and take my position, but she badly mistimed her strike. She fell into my custody very quickly, and though she tried to take advantage of my age and missing hand by calling another trial by combat, her champion was as impotent as the crows I had slain years ago. She followed her champion to the grave shortly after. Still, her champion had managed to wound me, and it only grew worse with every passing year. Thirty one years into my reign, my missing hand started causing me immense pain. I often had to stay in bed and could barely move even when I wasn't bedridden. I named Karlon, my first son, as my heir, and passed administration off to him. One night, when the pain was too much, I asked my son to end it. He did it quickly.
 

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Updated first post with changelog.
 

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Part 4: The First Blooding

I am Karlon Strongarm, son of Alexander and Baella.


My mother bore many children, but only three of those seemed to show any aptitude for fighting: myself. my close sister, and my youngest brother.
I was the best commander among the wildlings. Strong, smart, an excellent fighter and good diplomat, but rather poor at anything that wasn't fighting, talking, or carousing.
My sister Jonella was close behind me in terms of skill. She was a poorer commander and fighter than me, but she made up for it by being incredibly unpredictable.
The last of us, my brother Dywin, was skilled in both the art of diplomacy and warfare, but that was not his strongest point. His greatest strength was that he was, by far, the best fighter among the wildlings and could probably carve up any southerner that came against him.

We had watched as my mother had carved out her realm. We had each promised at her death bed to ensure that what she had wrought did not come to nothing. We were all present when our mother's last wish was fulfilled.

The first order of business was trying to hold our mother's realm together. While normally a wildling's realm splintered upon their death, carved up by younger and greedier people, my family's deeds and talents kept the wildlings under us in line, at least for a little bit. After all, my mother had taken the Wall and given the wildlings hope for the first time in hundreds of years. They knew that I was capable of bringing them more.

They also knew that they were capable of killing me if I did not deliver.

The first order of business was raising a sepulcher for me to be buried in when my time comes. This act was unusual, but I needed to cement the wildlings following me into one force by showing them that I would do whatever it takes to get us a home in the warm south. It would also serve as a reminder of my strength, as the runes that were inscribed upon the entrance to my sepulcher stated.


The next order of business was getting rid of my useless wife. She had born me two children, a sons and a daughter, but my son came out of the womb dead and my daughter sick. Clearly, the woman was trying to sabotage our marriage. I gave her a pittance of gold, pointed in the general direction of Dorne, and told her to leave and never return. In her place, I married Grisella, a beautiful woman with interesting tastes.

At the wedding feast that I held at Castle Black, I announced that I would be striking out south, to take as much land as we could from the Starks that had always kept us north of the Wall. I asked for any wildlings that wanted to come south and earn glory and plunder to come to the wall and gather into one large army.

I could never have predicted the response.


Untold thousands of wildlings flocked to my banner. A host strong enough to crush even the strongest army. I smiled and led my army south. For the next year and a half we pillaged the northern end of the Stark's lands. Karhold, the Dreadfort, Last Hearth, Skagos... All fell to my legions. We even took Winterfell from the Starks, though we were forced to end our war early lest the Iron Throne turn their eyes too far north. Attracting their attention might yet spell doom for us. When all was said and done, about a third of the great lands north of the Neck belonged to us.


With my victory over the Starks, a large number of their bannermen saw fit to revolt against them. I marched my armies further south, conquering more lands and earning more glory. Through it all I grew closer to my wife Grisella than I had ever been with the Dornish bitch. While she had not yet born any children, we were young still and it was not impossible. After all, I had been married for about eight years and only had one child to show for it.


It took another two years of warfare, but by the end of it we held the vast majority of the lands beyond the wall. The few holdings the Iron Throne still held were isolated and useless, incapable of producing any troops to them. The only land of importance they held in the North was the Neck.


But I was not satisfied. As long as the Iron Throne held lands in the North, they would not take kindly to wildling presence there. I sent a message to the Queen on the Iron Throne. The Wildlings were coming straight for her this time, and they would not stop until she recognized our claim on her northern lands.


It was around this time that an old and greying man came to me with a fantastical tale and a strange map. Apparently, he had a map that showed the location of a Valyrian steel sword, long forgotten and hidden. I asked him to be brought forward to me.


He spun a grand tale of Old Valyria, of how certain portions of it were still safe and traversible, of the fires that dotted the landscape and the night sky, of the solitary castle that held this sword of great value. I decided to undertake this venture, but I would need to take someone with me. While having another great warrior by my side might prove useful, what if their ambition overtook them once we found the sword? No, it would have to be someone unskilled in warfare. I would take someone learned in navigation, but alas, none of the wildlings under my command knew the first thing about sailing, and all the Northerners that were at White Harbor had been regrettably butchered. Taking the old man with me also seemed like a bad idea, for what good was he on a trip halfway around the world during which he might die? I decided that the best course of action was to take a person capable of tending to wounds on the trip. I was fully capable of dealing with enemies on my own, but having someone who could treat wounds would be an invaluable benefit on this journey.


We hired the next large cargo ship that docked at White Harbor, and with sufficient gold and blades convinced the captain to sail for Old Valyria. The journey itself was long and boring, with only a few bright spots. By this point in my life, I had become rather desperate for a son. While I still loved my wife very much, I decided to break my vow to her just this once and went to the bed of the comely maid that turned out to be my companion.


While she did not refuse me, she became rather cold to me until the time when we were beset upon by pirates. I ordered the ship's captain to bring us in for a boarding action, and went off to do battle with the enemy captain. While he was skilled, he could not hold up against my superior strength and bladesmanship. He died with a sword through his heart and Jorda, for that was the maid's name, became less hateful of me when she learned that the only reason she was not currently being raped by a bunch of pirates was my skill in battle. While she did not admit me back to her bed, she did start talking to me once again.


Unfortunately, our ship was caught in a storm, and we ended up crashing. It was small bit of irony that I had to tend to the person I brought along to tend to my wounds. While it was not the best of jobs, she did remember my deed and was a lot more talkative and helpful for the last part of the journey.


We wandered into the back entrance of a castle, and set to work moving through it without drawing attention. After a period of time, we came upon three levers and a gate. Upon the wall there was a riddle. I freely admit I had not the first clue, but my companion walked up and solved the riddle without the slightest hesitation. I thanked her and walked into the next room. Upon a pedestal there lay a sword. I knew not if it was the sword I had come here for, but considering how it had been secured, I assumed it was. As I stepped forward, Jorda asked me for a word. She said that while she was incredibly upset that I had slept with her, she was very grateful for all the things I had done for her and swore an oath of eternal fealty. She also revealed that she was pregnant, a fact that filled my heart with joy. I accepted her oath of fealty and went to pick up my Valyrian steel sword.



It took us a few months to get back to White Harbor, and another few months for Jorda to bear her child, but it was an event that brought great joy to my heart. I finally had a living son. While he was technically a bastard, I made him legitimate on the spot. My wife and brother might be a bit annoyed, but surely they understood.


It was fortuitous that I had arrived back in my lands when I did. A large army of the Iron Throne had landed in the North and sought to undo everything my forces had wrought while I was away. Taking my new Valyrian steel blade in hand, eager to try it out, I led my men in a battle against the Iron Throne. When we came upon their force, we discovered they were outnumbered three to one, with less than 1000 archers against our ten thousand. While we lost seven hundred men, our archers made their mark, and sent the southerners scurrying back with their tails between their legs.


After that defeat, my forces followed them down the Neck, taking every castle along the way. Five years after I started the war, the Iron Throne was driven out of the North. It had taken me fourteen years, but I had proven without a shadow of a doubt that I was a worthy successor to my mother.


When I reached the Neck, I saw that my actions had greater consequences than just driving out the Iron Throne. The war my mother had started by killing the former King still raged, and the Iron Throne was getting the worst of it. The Ironborn had taken the Riverlands and incorporated them into their realm, and the Queen's fresh defeat by my hand sparked a new wave of revolts amongst her subjects. The hand my mother gave up had killed tens of thousands more than I had.

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Side note: It appears that the realm disintegrates event did not fire properly for me, resulting in me keeping all my former lands. Don't know if bug or WAD.
 
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Wheeew! Still a king, but no longer only "Beyond the Wall", eh? Congratulations. But was that war against the IT only for the northern lands? Could you also have seized lands in the south if you had tried?
 

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Way to go. So I ask this of everybody who does AGOT AARs. I was wondering if from time to time you could tell me what happened to House Badics of Moonsgrey? It is my House from taking part in the first AAR Competition the guys who made the AGOT mod.

I'm very much enjoying this AAR. Also is your Rand quote from Wheel of Time?
 

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Wheeew! Still a king, but no longer only "Beyond the Wall", eh? Congratulations. But was that war against the IT only for the northern lands? Could you also have seized lands in the south if you had tried?
Most definitely. If I hadn't modded the Wildling Invasion Casus Belli, I would be King of the Iron Throne right now. I just want to give the Southerners a bigger chance before I steamroll them all. The way I modded it is that now the only territory I get is the territory I occupy. If I want to rule the Seven Kingdoms, I've got to conquer every last scrap.

Way to go. So I ask this of everybody who does AGOT AARs. I was wondering if from time to time you could tell me what happened to House Badics of Moonsgrey? It is my House from taking part in the first AAR Competition the guys who made the AGOT mod.

I'm very much enjoying this AAR. Also is your Rand quote from Wheel of Time?
I WAS WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO BRING THAT UP.
*Ahem*
Yes btw. Regarding the Badics... well lets just say that getting out of Moonsgrey is probably going to be near impossible for them without help. Paul and his two super-skilled kids are dead, and the next lord of Moonsgrey is going to be content. I might try and keep the Badics alive, if they are in any recognizable shape by the time I get to the Vale.

Also, I'm thinking of removing the splinter event in a generation or two, to represent the Wildlings settling down. It's already bugged out for me once anyway.

World update will probably come next. A lot can change in 45 years.
 

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World Update One-45 Years In
I would post a realm map but imgur hates me and refuses to upload my maps.
In any case, since I can't show the realm, lets get into the rulers:

First up, King Karlon the Rash:


Middle aged, good fighter, richer than a Lannister, awesome commander, super-awesome Wildling Warlord, really this man has it all. Including the bitches.
Rules the lands Beyond the Wall, the Wall itself, Castle Black and all of Castle Black's existing baronies, and lords over the Northern Kingdom.

Following that, the Iron Queen Esgerd 'Pyke' Greyjoy:


While she's a good diplomat, she's not much else. Still, got to give it to the bastard daughter of Victarion-frickin-Greyjoy: Woman sure knows how to conquer. She pulled a Harren the Black and conquered the Riverlands again.
Rules over the Iron Islands and the Riverlands, and a province or two of the Westerlands. Her uncle Euron died of natural death three years after he began his war with the Reach, never having won it.

Speaking of the Riverlands, there's Lord Aethulmure Tully:


A good fighter and soldier with a bad hand in life. The son of Edmure Tully and his Frey wife, Aethulmure got hitched to the Bastard of Bolton's daughter, before she got her eyes ripped out by some vengeful Northerner. Now the line of Tully ends with him. Rules over the Riverlands as vassal of the Iron Isles.

And now we have the Queen on the Iron Throne, The Accursed Jeyne Lannister the First:


I feel a bit bad over what I did to this kid. I mean, I killed her father when she was two years old, and then condemned her to a life of war and suffering for my own personal benefit, completely destroying her childhood. She hasn't exactly coped with the strain well, becoming a depressed, cruel, deceitful, trusting(?), scarred tyrant who'd probably be excommunicated if the High Septon didn't shit his pants at the sight of her and had the Moral Authority to do so. While she is rolling in twice as much prestige as me, her realm has been constantly at war since her father's death. The girl has known THIRTY-TWO years of unending war, and has somehow managed to keep her realm mostly intact against all the claimants.
Rules over the Iron Throne and its subjects: Dorne, the Reach, the Stormlands, the Vale, the Crownlands, and the Westerlands.

As for all her vassals, I'll skim by them quickly:
Lord Terrence Lannister the Holy:


I think he's the son or brother of Lancel Lannister. Too lazy to check and rather unremarkable. Really making the phrase "Rich as a Lannister" ironic considering he's 200 gold dragons in debt.

Lord Hobber Redwyne:


One of the Redwyne Twins. Not much else to say about this man. No idea how he got the Reach, but I think it involved having it revoked from the Florents.

The Honorable Lady Avelina Swann:


Just your average run-of-the-mill genius favored of R'hollor. Pay no attention to the burning men here kids. Her realm is in tatters at the moment though.

And now the honorable mentions:

Lord Steffon Baratheon of Driftmark:


A stupid, good-for-nothing idiot, who's only redeeming quality is being the son of Stannis the Mannis.

And finally, the Lady Eglantine of Moonsgrey:


You'll notice something different with this photo: it has the family included. See her one sibling and her three children? Those are the last scions of House Moonsgrey. They've been rather shafted on the inheritance part and it looks like they're not going to survive much longer. No idea how she racked up 1600 prestige though. I suspect that if Bryton Badics had actually inherited Moonsgrey, the Badics might have actually accomplished something.
 

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Part 5: Drowning the Kraken



Having just fought off the Iron Throne, I was in a position of power. The Riverlands had risen up in open revolt against the Iron Isles shortly after my victory, opening up an easy way to take more lands before the Iron Throne recovers. I called my levies, sent my message, and marched for the Neck.

The first army that faced me was a twelve thousand strong Tully army. They had marched to the Twins to try and stop my forces from spilling out into his lands. He arrived too late however, and after the first engagement tried to run back and regroup with the rest of his forces. Chasing the Tully troops down, I displayed an unprecedented ferocity, slicing through at least a hundred men with my Valyrian Steel blade. It was a wondrous invention. Impossibly light, but sharp enough to cut through armor like a knife through butter. Eight thousand southerners died in the span of a few weeks, allowing my troops free reign over the lands north of the Trident.


In another year and a half, I had secured all the lands around the Twins and was slowly moving my way down the Trident, seizing any castles along the way. It was then that I hard that someone had called themselves Azar Ahoi or Azor Ahai or something similar. I nodded, laughed, and returned to my rampaging.


Two years later, having seized almost all of the lands surrounding the Trident and north of it, I received blood-chilling news. Ever since coming south of the Wall, I had heard about the Dragon Queen, stuck in far-off Meereen. I didn't consider her a threat, since she had no way to come back to Westeros and prove her house's words. But the Lannister Queen was dead. In her place, her council had sent a ship to offer the Dragon Queen the throne of Westeros. She was now ruling the Iron Throne, and if she turned her eyes north... then the North would feel dragonfire for the first time ever.


My troops were tired after their four year rampage south, and I needed to regroup my troops and utilize the piles of gold on which I was sitting. Seizing everything between the Twins and the Trident and splitting them up between the various men that had torched the Riverlands alongside me. In addition, I put up a substantial payment for any blacksmiths capable of dealing with Valyrian Steel. The blade I had found was excellent, but it was bland and rather innocuous. After a few months, a blacksmith from the Free Cities came to my court at Castle Black. I specified how I wished my blade to look: A red, blood-like sheen, with the hilt extended to a hand-and-a-half sword's length, so I could use the blade with more versatility. I paid him and provided him with the working environment necessary. The man floundered and made excuses, looking the bumbling fool, and then disappeared one night with my sword!


Angry, I spent hundreds of gold dragons paying assassins to find him and kill him. He had fled all the way south to Driftmark by the time my men caught back up with him. The threat of painful death stopped the man that did the deed from fleeing with the blade, and he was paid rather handsomely for his deed. When I held my sword in my hand, I wondered what to call it. Contemplating the blacksmith's actions, I decided on a name. Henceforth, my sword would be named Hubris.


Unfortunately, everyone gets old and dies. Such a thing happened to my wife Grisella one day as she was riding a horse. I never found out if what happened next was actually an accident or not. You'll just have to take my word on it.


A few weeks later, I married my friend Jorda, and I started to feel the same feelings for her as I had when I was married to Grisella.

The gods, it seemed, saw fit to bless my union. At the same time as I began attacking the Riverlanders and the Iron Islanders, the Dragon Queen died, leaving her dragon to go wild in her capital and her throne to one Steffon Baratheon. Frankly, I cared little who sat the Iron Throne, as long as the person who sat on it was an idiot and couldn't ride a dragon.


The next four years passed quickly. My wife bore three more daughters, one of which came out of the womb dead, and the war dragged on. The forces of the Riverlands and Iron Islands had been spent against both me and themselves, leaving them with no troops to withstand my second assault. Their castles fell before me like trees beneath the axe, all the while feeding and growing my realm. It was only in the third year of the war that something interesting happened. My only living son came to me and professed that he was having strange dreams of night. I considered the possibility that they could be green dreams, for I had had similar such dreams long ago, but I was slightly skeptical that my son was an actual greenseer. Instead, I explained what was most likely happening to him, that his body was most likely showing signs of being capable of warging, and that if he practiced his skills, he might be capable of conscious warging someday.


A year after that, I stopped my assault. I had neither the troops nor the time to continue the invasion, and in the case of the Iron Islands no means. I consolidated my rule over the lands I had taken and redistributed them amongst my followers. Most of the lands went to wildlings that had followed me south. But the former seat of the Riverlands, Riverrun, was given to my son and heir to rule over, as practice before he came into my throne. If he came into my throne.


In ten years, I had added another one of the Seven Kingdoms to my list of conquests. But the battles would only be tougher now, with the Iron Throne and all their powerful vassals so close to me. I sent my troops home and prepared for a conflict of unparalleled scale.
 

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Considering what happens in the next part (the realm fractures event bugs out for me again and doesn't execute properly), I am removing all its functionality. It'll fire but do nothing.

And the Wildlings are gonna ball like nobody's business next part.