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Game of Thrones Mafia 2

mickyj

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Wait you have a list? So you could also be PP or Drew

hhaha I've kept a list of players and info that has come on them. About half the current users there is no doubt who they are. Sadly my new character has not actions. Last one could get a single census PM, kill 2 people and investigate. Big difference. But pleased to still be in play.
 

Misanthrope

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Night Seven

Bran Stark and his motley collection of allies struggled through the thick drifts of snow north of the wall.

"Are you sure this is the way?" asked Bran through teeth chattering with the cold.

"Yes," Jojen assured him, "I have dreamed it".

The winds whipped at them and made the tips of their noses and ears sing with pain. It didn't so much have teeth as it had the cold, heartless insistence of the ocean as it surged around them. Its current fought their every step and oozed its way into clothes and drenched them with its icy kiss.

Out of that wind stumbled a ragged horde of White Walkers and their thrall. The first of them fell with an arrow through its head as Meera Reed leaped into action. With a barbaric wail, Osha hefted her spear and moved to meet the horde.

"HODOR! HODOR! HODOR!" shouted the gentle giant as fear began to overwhelm him.

"Hodor," Bran urged his bearer, "We have to run!"

Hodor didn't need telling twice. He spun and began to make in the direction they'd come from, only to find a foot of steel buried in his stomach.

"Hodor?" he asked the man who had killed him.

"Nah," the man said even as he removed his sword and began to back away from the monsters, "It's Bronn".

cjrankin is dead. He was Hodor, Seven Kingdoms Aligned Hodor. Hodor.

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"Hodor!" shouted Bran as his bearer fell to his knees and slumped into the reddening snow. Behind him, he heard screams as Meera and Osha were borne down by the White Walkers and murdered. Jojen lay gutted nearby.

And as his own scream found voice, Bran thought of the three eyed raven.

Bran Stark is dead. He was Bran Stark, Seven Kingdoms Aligned Cripple.

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Jon Snow and Ghost padded through the halls of the Dreadfort without a sound. In their wake they'd left a pair of guards unfortunate enough to be on duty and up ahead they could see the light of a fire from underneath the door to Roose Bolton's chambers.

The Stark bastard did not need to speak to Ghost to make his intentions known. The wolf loped off to guard any other exits that Roose's room might have. Unsheathing his sword, he slipped into the room.

Roose was sitting with his back to the door, and a man Jon Snow did not recognize was speaking to him. Seeing Jon's entry, he gave a shout of surprise.

The pounding of feet was ample warning to Snow that the guards were on the way. Roose wouldn't die on this night.

Bursting out of the Dreadfort at a run, Jon and Ghost raced while the guards gave chase.

"I'll have your head, Stark bastard!" shouted Roose as he joined his men in the hunt, "I'll kill you like I killed your brother!"

The roar of dragons filled the air and sent the guards scattering. One of the great winged creatures swooped low and lit the night with fire. Jon Snow saw their majesty and terror as one of them turned its head to him and opened its mouth to breath fire.

Only Ghost's frantic attack drew the dragon's fiery breath away. The air around Jon Snow baked, but the worst of the fire missed him. He raced into the night unharmed.

Jon Snow is not dead.

Roose Bolton is not dead.

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Across the Narrow Sea, Daenerys looked to the west and thought of her dragons and the grim business they were about. At her side, Jorah Mormont stiffened as he caught sight of a group of men moving through the marketplace towards them.

"Khaalesi," he warned her, "Assassins!"

She knew the drill. She moved behind the knight as he and several of her Unsullied moved to dispatch the would be killers.

Daenerys Targaryen is not dead.

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Back in his chambers, Roose thanked the man who had saved his life and sent him about his business. He then turned to the whore he'd had shipped in for the evening.

"Now then," he said with a sick smile, "Shae, is it?"

She screamed and fought as he advanced on her. He had a bit of his bastard in him after all.

soc123_au is dead. He was Shae, Seven Kingdoms Aligned Whore.

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Misanthrope

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It has been years since I've read ASRL. Is it still going?

Yeah, it is. It's a bit of a shadow of what it used to be though. Too many old guys at the top and not enough fun. Dutchy, myself, Mackdadday, and a few others from here still participate.
 
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