Short summary, this is set in the age of enlightenment which means technology has and inventions have advanced slightly otherwise and the world of Asiof will expand with new continents being discovered by seafaring explorers.
Chapter 1: House Bittersteel
Aerion Bittersteel POV
Arturia Pendragon is now gone as she was now called Aerion Bittersteel the daughter of Aegor Bittersteel who was one of the great bastards sired from Aegon the Unworthy, the man was an instigator who declared his brother Daemon Blackfyre the rightful king of the iron throne and acted greatly in the Blackfyre rebellions. Aegor of house Bracken/Bittersteel founder wasn't able to put one of Daemon's sons on the iron throne but his daughter that he raised last few years to groom to take the throne until he croaked in battle in foreign soil leaving his ambitions and dreams to his daughter Aerion Bittersteel (Arturia Pendragon) sole heir.
At a young age, a small child with light skin, black hair but purple dark eyes was standing beneath a banner that had the personal sigil of Aegor Bittersteel. The man himself and the child had the view to overlook the battlefield that was ongoing where men clashed and steel hammered loudly, while the child expression looked horrified for a moment as her expression looked like she was gonna hurl, but managed to steel herself.
"Don't look away Aerion keep on looking, this is what's to come in the further future in Westeros when we return back and make sure you get the throne" Aegor was worn out from decades of leading the Blackfyre rebellions but the years have made him more dangerous and lethal while his skin looked leathery, no longer in his prime yet still bitter and angry as he wore the look.
"How am I to do that when Uncle Daemon and his sons could not," She asked while she was bunch men get cut down by volley of arrows 'How am I to lead a great army where father has failed many of times, how will I succeed will the families even follow me' Aerion was thinking while seeing the cavalry circling around Infantry unit killing them off one by one as the men tried to flee as they were cut down to size
"I will teach you essence of the makings of a ruler Aerion when you come of age at you're eighteenth name day you will receive a gift that will serve you well in your rebellion child"
As the battle was being ended with the enemy forces fleeing only to be slaughtered while the victors plundered as Aerion grimaced at the sight "Yes father I hope I'll make you proud"
-Qohor-
After Aerion served under the Golden Company for three years gaining the battle experience she needed for her cause and yet she felt saddened after her father Aegor Bittersteel perished on foreign soil leaving everything to her while she managed to inherit his titles and gear that he left behind for her even on her eighteenth name day she received a sword of the highest quality and the last words on letter that was left for her as it almost where similar to when he fell in battle, it read 'Beneath the red is the black dragon who will march onwards, conquering all that stands in it wakes won't be the case anymore as bitter it maybe. It'll be the red stallion with wings and fire that will have to finish what I've started long ago daughter. Seek out allies and be wary of everyone who's not kin' what Aegor left behind was a hefty sum of 500 gold dragons that came directly from his pockets and set of items that were for Aerion to aid her in the journey to come.
Aerion Bittersteel was now in Qohor after leaving the Golden Company after three years of service she managed to elevate herself to serjeant and managed to win the respect of the men without using the excuse she was the daughter of the founder of this sellsword company.
With a sullen look that was bitter was her father's look she crumpled the note and threw into a brazier that was close by she needed not weep for her old man but to honour his wish of conquering Westeros.
She began to see what she had received as she followed a servant to the room where her gift was stored at as she entered the room seeing an armour with the Bittersteel look to it as look polished and gleaming with a cloak, yellow silk cloak, a surcoat of house Bittersteel on it. Plate armour of the finest quality that had a spell-woven into it as it emanated off magic and a helmet with a visor but on top of it a red stallion mounting the helmet.
Sooner the servant came holding a sword in its exquisite sheath as Aerion saw the pummel was off horse shape red as Aerion drew the blade that was glimmering as it felt powerful as there were high-valyrian runes etched on the blade that made it magical as the runes lit yellow, it said 'One destined to conquer'
'It's so beautifully made' Aerion thought as she saw her own lilac eyes on the blade reflecting she swung it once it felt light and dangerous as yellow magic from the runes activated for a sec making the room atmosphere tense "Is there something more or?"
"Yes M'lady there this gift that we managed to restore your father's shield and enhance it with magical capabilities that the sorcerers of Qohor managed to spellbind it" the servant gave Aerion Bittersteel got her shield the only memento of her late father's set
"Is this the last of the gifts?" she was now wielding the Damascus steel sword and the shield, the servant went to retrieve something until a shout of pain echoed through one of the rooms that the servant was in that made Aerion act quick and ran to the room where the servant lied in his own pool of blood as laid there stabbed while the hooded culprit jumped out of the window as Aerion went for a quick strike only managed to cut his hood into small pieces but not enough as she went on her knee to check on the servant
"He...too...k...the..e...EGG!" the servant shouted at the last part as he drew his last breath and succumbed to his wounds
"Dammit!" Aerion let out as she ran after the culprit only after getting geared up from the gifts which took couple mins after that she felt the plate armour didn't slow her down a bit as she begun pursuing the culprit throughout town paying couple people that saw any suspicious fella that had a bloody dirk in his hands
One of the people that she paid was Qohor merchant that pointed to a tavern where the assassin was laying low
'He made one fatal mistake, that was stealing from a Bittersteel!' she looked bitter that matched her father's facial expression in the past as she clenched her blade 'Bittersteel'
Aerion was standing outside the tavern and saw the sign with rooster on it spewing fire 'Rooster's Flame' when she entered she saw all bunch of different lowlifes of the town that glared at her for a moment until she went to the tavern keeper and ordered a horn of Qohoric brandy "One Qohoric goat horn brandy my good sir" she flipped a silver braavosi coin to the man who looked large and was bald with black beard and muscles who went to a keg and poured dark orange liquid into a goat horn and gave it to Aerion Bittersteel who sipped on it felt the drink effect kick in only for her gaze trace the killer in the room sitting in the corner with bunch other hooded figures that slowly drew their swords as two approached Aerion on two sides
"I do say Qohoric goat brandy is the finest I've had a bit strong palette yet sweet in its aroma-" Aerion stopped the first attacker in mid sword as she took her goat horn and jammed it straight into the guy's throat killing him in an instant then knocking the other guy head onto the bar then took a quick look at his branded arm that had the mark of Qohorik assassin of low caste. 'They send me low lives to end my life after my father taught them a lesson forever engraved into their history the 'Sacking Of Qohor'
Several hooded men unveiled their identities that were embittered Qohorik soldiers that were seeking retribution for the sacking that the Golden Company had committed when Qohor didn't honour their agreement.
"Ah I see you seek justice, well you've caught one former Golden Company member you all feel proud" she taunted them all as the burly tavern keeper hid behind his bar
"We'll be happier when you're in the ground daughter of Aegor Bittersteel," one of them said in broken Valyrian
"It's time to show you all what happens when you invoke the dragon's wrath" she drew her steel and began cutting each man down like butter as the first man went down on the first swing of her blade
Twelve men remained standing as Aerion still looked energetic enough to kill' em all as she did when began parrying and counter each hit without taking a scratch while using her shield to her advantage
She rushed at the remainder of the Qohoric men and came out the winner after all fighting she was covered in blood and threw a golden dragon coin to the tavern keeper
"Keep the change," Aerion said as she managed to retrieve the egg that was carried by the culprit who was still alive and managed to throw a single knife at Aerion who countered it in an instant reversed it back to the man's forehead as he fell forward breaking a table in half
The bar keep came slowly up and saw the mess Aerion had left in his wake "Damn Bittersteel's!" he uttered when she left the tavern while wiping off the blood from the bar counter
Aerion was now holding a bronze coloured dragon egg that felt heavy that she pocketed into the leather satchel
'I should consider booking passage and arranging for a sellsword company to follow me to Westeros for 500 gold dragons' she thought as she headed to the harbour until she drew her blade in an instant decapitating a close by attacker who thought it was an ample opportunity to strike as his head flew down the rocky streets "Fool" she slung the leather satchel over her shoulder.
-Casterly Rock-
Mordred 'Lionheart' Lannister POV
Mordred 'Lionheart' Lannister the daughter of Kevan Lannister the shadow of the late Tywin Lannister yet inferior but quite the adequate man that Mordred looks up to even though the man doesn't strive for power but remains the Castellan of Casterly Rock.
Mordred looks exactly how she looked in Apocrypha for the exception she has emerald eyes and the armour remains the same only design that changed is the helmet is now shape of a lion, she looks up to her father Kevan Lannister even though he never tried to step up against his older brother Tywin who was his superior in all ways but the man relied on her father a lot.
Mordred was out in the courtyard practicing with her blade 'Brightroar' that she named after their ancestral blade, she parried the attacker blow as she spun around him hitting him in the back making him fall forward as he tried to get his blade up only for Mordred to hit him in the thigh making him falter as she hit him right in the throat as he went down on his knees
"Brother Lancel if you gonna be serving at Kings Landing at least get some proper training before you leave" Mordred warned her brother inadequate skill with the blade as he got up slowly after Mordred lowered her blade from her big brother's neck
"Let's try again, but this time be better" She warned him as he swung twice as Mordred parried the first and second with ease
"Well I was just warming up I didn't want to dent that pretty face of yours, little sister," he said arrogantly like he was going easy on her as he heavily swung his sword at Mordred who blocked it and got close enough to punch him in his arrogant face as he staggered back
"Yes thanks for going easy on me cousin, you're the prime example of a knight," She said sarcastically knowing her sibling's true nature at heart he swung at her managed to at least graze her left side only for Mordred return it with several hacks that made Lancel retreat back "Oh brother Lancel you fight like Uncle Jaime all brave and stoic" as Mordred final hack severed his blade in half that made him shiver
"You're a monster a beast! What father see's in you I'll never now Mordred! But I see what you are a ravenous lion that needs to be put down!" he said with spite as he spat at the ground Mordred stood with her hand reached out to him as he slapped it away
"Tsk tsk brother with an attitude like that you'll never achieve expectations father has in store for you," She said with a smirk that a Lannister would be proud of 'He'll be dead if he's martial prowess doesn't improve, better yet his tongue' she thought as he got up
"You've let you guard down little sister!" he shouted as he drew his steel as he hit her helmet off as her blonde hair was sprawling down to her shoulder as her helmet flew across the yard only for her to be pissed off "Oh no" Lancel Lannister uttered afraid while
"You shouldn't have done that brother!" as she charged while he blindly did the same both had gleeful looks on their faces this time 'finally he's beginning to act more confident!' as she charged small sliver of aura was emitting from her "Give it you're all!"
"You to Mordred!" as both clashed only for the sparring match be ceased by their father
"Cease this nonsense now!" he shouted with a single sentence both warriors put their blades back in their sheats as the castellan of Casterly Rock had returned
"Greetings father," both children said obediently as they both backed off each other and gave their old man humble bow
Kevan Lannister through hardship and age has taken quite the toll on him yet he still remains the stalwart warrior he was when he fought the war of the ninepenny kings, the man was wearing his regal Lannister armour clutching on his helmet on the side, his hair grey as his skin worn out.
"Am gone for a couple hours all of you already at each other's throat" he let out a huff "Never mind that the king Maegor has summoned us to King's Landing, so pack up the essentials we'll be leaving shortly we don't wanna keep him waiting or else our house might face extinction" Kevan Lannister said sternly as he went inside to his quarters
With in single moment, both drew their blades at each other only to stare at each other with hatred or joy
"I'll get you next time," Mordred said with a smirk
"You'll try Mordred, You'll try" he taunted her as they disengaged and went each separate way to go pack "This time it's a draw"
-King's Landing-
Maegor Targaryen POV
Maegor The 'Cruel' Targaryen, the son of Visenya Targaryen and most notorious for bringing R'hllor to the seven kingdoms as he enforced it to be the new religion of the realm after putting down faith militant uprisings he had a new idea replace the old religion with R'hllor who was supporting him because he was of fire and dragon blood also he had a dragon Balerion that he rode on.
The king was in his courtroom sitting on the iron throne looking at group of faith militant that was fuming furious at him
"You putrid scum don't deserve to wear the crown it should have gone to Rhaenys line of her" that the man in robes shouted which triggered Maegor
"Hmm is that so, Priest!" Maegor voice carried strength summoned his priest of R'hllor
"Yes my king" his voice was humble
"Should these men be imprisoned or be a sacrificed to the lord of light?"
"That question should be obvious my king"
"How vile that you even brought that priest and his dark religion to court!" the man continued ranting "You should have stayed in Essos!"
''Dracarys!" King Maegor shouted as his dragon Balerion descended down from the roof into the room and roasted the captives alive while the red priest looked pleased as Maegor laughed while the captives burnt to death while Queen mother Visenya was in the council room with rest
Visenya Targaryen the queen mother of Maegor the 'Cruel' was looking as young and beautiful as ever while rumours spread about her using black arts to keep herself young and Maegor in power she ruled as Queen regent as Maegor sought wisdom and advice from her time to time when he wasn't murdering innocent or faith militant members.
"Bring me the traitor that tried to sneak these fools into my city and have me killed" Maegor shouted as the guards went to fetch the prisoner that snuck bunch a faith militant into the city
A man with rugged look and unshaven beard was brought to heel as he looked up he saw Maegor tower over him, the man spat at Maegor's feet "You disgust me and the whole realm even your existence is an abomination Maegor!" he saw the charred corpses of his companions he was horrified "Is there no end that you won't stoop to monster"
Maegor punched the man in the jaw cracking it in a single punch then drew his valyrian sword 'Dark sister' and cleaved the man's skull in with a single blow until the man head split like a melon as Maegor looked satisfied as he sheathed his blade still coated in blood
"That vermin should have kept his mouth shut and maybe I would have given him a quick death. Feed this vermin corpse to the dogs"
Maegor went into the small council chamber where all the people were gathered
Hand of the king formerly Caspian Celtigar deemed unfit for his position because of his disease but current Hand is Kevan Lannister
Grand Maestar Qyburn
Viskaro Bunting Lord Commander of the kings-guard
Master of laws Randyll Tarley
Master of Coin Petyr Baelish formerly current Meyron Foyle
Master of Whisperers Tyanna of the tower
Master of ships Raemon Naga-in-the-eye- Of house Katari cadet branch of House Velaryon formerly off on an expedition, former Aurane Waters whose gone turned pirate lord left his seat empty. Current Paxter Redwyne master of ships.
Grand Maester Corpen
Advisors Taelon the 'scoundrel' Blackwood
Morgrath Manfred
Visenya Targaryen the eldest sister of Rhaenys and Aegon the Conqueror was sitting in the chamber carefully thinking out new plans that will benefit her son and the realm. She looked regal and wore clothes fit for a queen and a crown to go with it.
"Any new updates on the realm any rebellions needed to be put down," he asked
"No need for that my son the realm is in order no need to worry about anything yet to come," Queen mother Visenya said in a cold tone while the rest of the small council sat quietly fearing they would upset King Maegor
"Good if that so then rallies all of my supporters and kin, we're having a feast at King's Landing after all I've rebuilt it from the rubble it once was after incinerating all the filthy people in my city " Maegor remembered fondly off killing all who dwelled in the former King's Landing and now he ruled a much better improved King's Landing "Well that's settled if you all have anything more to say tell me now" he said with a snap that shook the room and the people in it except the queen mother Visenya
Only one dared to speak up it was one of his mistresses Tyanna of the tower who spoke up "My king in the east the whisperers tells me that the old bitter man has perished leaving behind a black dragon offspring that might lead a-" a Pentoshi woman who wore a brown cloak to match her brunette hair that fell down to her shoulders as her dark hazel eyes was filled with intrigue
Maegor response was simple yet dangerous "I'll behead her before she even thinks of taking my throne or land on Westeros that Blackfyre bitch!" he's presence was intimidating as he slammed his fist down to the small council table which made everyone shiver except for Visenya
"Be calm my sweet son we'll take care of it, won't we Tyanna"? Visenya asked calmly and collected as she felt an urge to destroy the Blackfyre bastard in an instant with black magic
"Of course my Queen, I shall arrange for our Blackfyre bastard met an early demise," Tyanna said with glee under her brown cloak as she slipped out of the room
"Be done with it!" he shouted with anger as Maegor left the room in a haste slammed the door so hard that the knob fell off
"Shall we proceed with the rest of this meeting or should we adjourn?" Visenya asked them
No one spoke "Well then let us continue the matter at hand shall we" she said in a polite tone coated in a sinister smile
Aleko Baelish Z'atoya POV
Aleko Baelish Z'atoya a distant relative of Petyr Baelish, she was a braavosi water dancer who know was seeking out glory for her house and to protect her relative Petyr Baelish at any cost as she was sailing to White Harbor to meet her long lost relative Petyr that she been hearing highly off as she had a spear with his house sigil attached to it while she wore a doublet and braavosi attire fit for a water dancer while she had her plate armour parts stored in a leather bag
Aleko Baelish Z'atoya looks like Jeanne D'Arc
She was on the trade boat that was heading towards White Harbor she was looking forwards to see her cousin Petyr after all the time they've been corresponding with each other via ravens. She was on a mission to join up with Raemon Naga-In-The-Eye Katari, on his mission to handle a certain Velaryon bastard who set himself up as a pirate lord
Aleko she stepped off the boat as she spoke with merchant about sending a parchment to the fingers to her cousin 'Little Finger'
She looked around the harbour seeing no one matching the description of a man the letter from Petyr had given her
'Hmm might search inland in one of these taverns/inns' Aleko went to the nearby tavern/inn closest to the harbour "I should try this one the 'Ivory Tusk' it said on the billboard that had a white tusk on it that had the words etched on it "Interesting that tusk might have come from Yi Ti" she entered the tavern/inn
'So many people all from different houses and realms" she saw the people inside the building looked weary and tired of their long journeys while she examined her surroundings for Raemon 'Naga-In-The-Eye' Katari, so she went up to the innkeeper
"Excuse me ser" she said it with a hint of a braavosi accent as she gained his attention the old man with grey hair "Have you seen a man with silver white hair with several turquoise streaks in his hair, dark purple eyes and pale white skin?. He's from House Velaryon might go under a different sigil Katari" she asked in a polite tone
The man huffed and grunted "Never seen or heard of such a man before kid, now get lost!" the man barked at Aleko
Aleko sighed asked again "Are you sure you have never seen him here?" the man was getting testy
"NO!" he shouted enough for everyone to hear in the proximity until Aleko slid a single silver coin to the man who now seemed cooperative "Well now my memory is beginning to work properly now, I've to think I have seen him here"
'Greedy bastard' Aleko slid another silver coin to him "Speak now or else" she flashed the man her valyrian dagger that she received from Petyr
"Wow relax he's still here but with company upstairs third floor," he said with a toothy grin as he pocketed his silver coins
"Thank you kind ser" she walked upstairs to the third floor as she saw the young man that looked like Nagamasa Azai from SW4 who was looking quite lively as he was drinking several beverages with a strange looking person that might be the woman from Asshai that Petyr had mentioned that accompanied Raemon Katari on all of his journeys constantly beside him and protects him from harm
The young man looked to have three jade circlet rings attached on his right ear like some sorta pirate as he wore a strange jewellery that had a glowing rune etched on it that glow for a moment blue around his neck and the rest of his teal attire and armour looked foreign and strange something she'd never seen before except for his looks was like a Targaryen spot on. On the back of his armour, he had an emblem that of a white dragon serpent that had two white wings and single garnet eye it looked ferocious flying underneath the teal banner.
"Akiana Sonexarth" Aleko uttered the identity of the Asshai woman with the dark veil as she sat in the booth next to theirs as she listened in to their conversation while remaining incognito until the time comes to reveal herself 'Petyr information is correct to the point' she saw the young man Raemon Katari famous eye that looked like a naga biting its own tail 'How cruel for his house to exile him only because of his eye, it looks so interesting that eye of his' she ate some bread that was on the table
"Akiana do you know what to do when the battle begins at the step stones when we do battle against the bastard of drift mark" Raemon spoke in asshai that the women replied
"Yes we'll burn him out from his hiding place" her black pitch hair was short barely reaching her shoulders as it stuck out from her dark veil a lot "Then slit his throat for bringing dishonour to your family, Raemon" she said his name softly while her hatred for the bastard remained powerful, she looked slim yet voluptuous she looked like a specter, her alabaster skin was almost ivory.
"Easy Akiana no need to do that yet I want to bring this treacherous bastard home to the driftmark and kill him there put his head on a pike that'll restore House Velaryon honour if that plan goes awry I'll burn him with his ships" Raemon slammed his mug of ale on the table making some of the fluid spills as Akiana eyes widened for a split second
"We'll get him Raemon, he's not going anywhere," Akiana told Raemon nonchalant as she took a sip from her liquor of foreign substance "Caspian Celtigar will you aid us in our endeavour to end this pirate menace?" Akiana switched to common tongue
"What do you need my old friend?" a man sitting in the same booth but on the other side with a burly man with brown hair and a 'Ned Kelly' beard with knot on his beard and he had grey eyes and he was drinking heavily next to a sickly looking man dressed in white robes with blue.
The sickly man was Caspian Celtigar former hand of the king Maegor I the 'Cruel' Targaryen, Caspian looked like Yoshitsugu Otani from SW4 who sat near his travelling companion Kyrent Hale a hedge knight trying to earn in becoming a landed knight.
Caspian Celtigar had black hair with two azure blue bangs on each side that ran down to his chest and silver eyes, his sickly skin matched of the ones of old valyria.
Caspian wore same attire foreign and weird he wore the same attire in SW4 except for a few armour pieces
"Caspian we need your boats for this naval battle"
"Of course I'll provide my friend" which made Raemon smile "But for a price" Caspian coughed up some blood as he saw his hand stained with his own blood "I can't be giving you half of the Celtigar fleet my friend, no can do only if you strike this bargain with me"
"And that is?" Raemon and Akiana were curious
'Young Lord is getting worse each day' Kyrent Hale thought after the display Caspian disease was taking a heavy toll on him "Young Lord pace yourself" Kyrent ate a chicken club while drinking heavily
Caspian wiped the blood off with a napkin "I need you to help me with something in return like fund my expedition to the east or west, south, north but what matters the most is what I require from you is a simple thing" they begun hashing out the details and what they truly wanted while Aleko overheard the whole conversation until something of great importance made her eyes widen
"So do we have ourselves a deal?" Caspian Celtigar asked
"Yes we do have ourselves a deal old friend" Raemon shook Caspian hand to finalize the deal
"Huzzah! let us drink till we're content and no longer standing!" Kyren laughed with a haughty glee as he drank large amount of ale while Caspian drank wine instead of anything strong
"Yes let us celebrate!" they clinked their mugs together even Akiana clinked her mug
"Raemon I will return to the 'Walrus' ship," she told him as he told her he'd be with her after the celebration
Aleko had heard enough to know where they would be heading which she was gonna inform back to her cousin as she was about to get up Akaina already shoved her into the wall before she could draw steel as Akaina had her dagger aimed at Aleko's vital regions
"Talk rat, how long you been listening," Akaina said coldly as she pierced her dagger into Aleko enough for a drip of blood coat the dagger