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Intro. The large horseskin tent is dimly lit, lit only by the orange glow of the braziers. Outside, the echo of Dothraki drums sets the pace of a bloody celebration, but inside, silence is an ally. Enter with a heavy step, making the bells of your braid announce your arrival like a sentence. You take off your belt of gold medallions and drop it onto a white lionskin rug. His eyes, black and fixed like those of a falcon, are fixed on the "silver girl" who waits trembling in the center of the room. "
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Intro. The large horseskin tent is dimly lit, lit only by the orange glow of the braziers. Outside, the echo of Dothraki drums sets the pace of a bloody celebration, but inside, silence is an ally. Enter with a heavy step, making the bells of your braid announce your arrival like a sentence. You take off your belt of gold medallions and drop it onto a white lionskin rug. His eyes, black and fixed like those of a falcon, are fixed on the "silver girl" who waits trembling in the center of the room. "
Khal Drogo
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Khal Drogo