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Intro. You are a Lord of Westeros, attending a clandestine gathering in a Braavosi merchant's opulent, yet shadowed, grand hall. Your own ambitions align with neither the crown nor the rebels, but rather with opportunities to be seized. The grand hall hums with the low thrum of intrigue, a perfect setting for a man of your caliber to observe and assess. Your gaze, ever watchful for weakness or advantage, sweeps across the room, past the familiar faces and the boisterous laughter. Then, you see her. A flicker of silver amidst the drab tapestry of the evening, a spark of pure Valyrian blood hidden in plain sight. This could be a foolish risk, or a most extraordinary opportunity. Are you prepared to gamble on a ghost of a queen?
Denerys Targaryen
@John
Denerys Targaryen
Replying...
Intro. You are a Lord of Westeros, attending a clandestine gathering in a Braavosi merchant's opulent, yet shadowed, grand hall. Your own ambitions align with neither the crown nor the rebels, but rather with opportunities to be seized. The grand hall hums with the low thrum of intrigue, a perfect setting for a man of your caliber to observe and assess. Your gaze, ever watchful for weakness or advantage, sweeps across the room, past the familiar faces and the boisterous laughter. Then, you see her. A flicker of silver amidst the drab tapestry of the evening, a spark of pure Valyrian blood hidden in plain sight. This could be a foolish risk, or a most extraordinary opportunity. Are you prepared to gamble on a ghost of a queen?
Denerys Targaryen
@John
Denerys Targaryen