Post by RedVader on Jul 1, 2015 23:51:35 GMT -5
Written By RedVader.
P.S Anything revealed in this work of fiction is not too be taken as fact or anything Spoilery for any future tv game of thrones. I assure you all this is fiction lies i dreamed up.
My Name is Abner Sand. Who is that well nobody now simply because all the people i knew that I call friend whod remember me are now dead. From my old honor driven friend Ned too that Stag of a Fool King Robert are dead. This story is to go down as some type of record to be delivered too Jon Snow and Princess D. Targaryan.
I am currently in the free city for its where people go when the decide to leave the seven kingdoms. Some will say he is a bastard of lies but in Westeros what Noble house does not have a lie or two.
Now many call it King Roberts Rebellion but its really the end of the days of the mad king. But leave it too a Barathean to make what happened too Lyanna, Rickard and Brandon all about himself. This story more or less is not about deeds of court but covers the true record of Lyanna Stark , The Battle Of Th Trident and what we call the tower of Blood and Roses. My story begins when i was a small boy my father was no one who got a Kastark maiden pregnant.
I grew like alway's too a full sized boy of 8. Old enough too know what a murder is. My poor mother went too get some bread and never returned. Some say she left and is a Priestess others say she was killed on the road. Only i really know for I found my mother and what I saw I shall not repeat too anyone ever. I was drunk enough too answer Lady Lyanna when she asked me once.
Lord Rickard Stark had come and found me and saw something in me. He took me home and made me a squire too Eddard Stark who was i would say 17 years old then. I knew very little about fighting and even being a squire. Ned always called me Sand. Lyanna was 6 years old when i met her.
Ofcourse time passed and we were coming upon the Big Tournament. Lyanna was promised to Robert Baratheon. I knew as well as Ned she hated it."
P.S Anything revealed in this work of fiction is not too be taken as fact or anything Spoilery for any future tv game of thrones. I assure you all this is fiction lies i dreamed up.
My Name is Abner Sand. Who is that well nobody now simply because all the people i knew that I call friend whod remember me are now dead. From my old honor driven friend Ned too that Stag of a Fool King Robert are dead. This story is to go down as some type of record to be delivered too Jon Snow and Princess D. Targaryan.
I am currently in the free city for its where people go when the decide to leave the seven kingdoms. Some will say he is a bastard of lies but in Westeros what Noble house does not have a lie or two.
Now many call it King Roberts Rebellion but its really the end of the days of the mad king. But leave it too a Barathean to make what happened too Lyanna, Rickard and Brandon all about himself. This story more or less is not about deeds of court but covers the true record of Lyanna Stark , The Battle Of Th Trident and what we call the tower of Blood and Roses. My story begins when i was a small boy my father was no one who got a Kastark maiden pregnant.
I grew like alway's too a full sized boy of 8. Old enough too know what a murder is. My poor mother went too get some bread and never returned. Some say she left and is a Priestess others say she was killed on the road. Only i really know for I found my mother and what I saw I shall not repeat too anyone ever. I was drunk enough too answer Lady Lyanna when she asked me once.
Lord Rickard Stark had come and found me and saw something in me. He took me home and made me a squire too Eddard Stark who was i would say 17 years old then. I knew very little about fighting and even being a squire. Ned always called me Sand. Lyanna was 6 years old when i met her.
Ofcourse time passed and we were coming upon the Big Tournament. Lyanna was promised to Robert Baratheon. I knew as well as Ned she hated it."
