GAME OF THRONES
SEASON 7 END GAME
EPISODES
CALL OF THE RAVEN
TRUTH LIES AND PROPHECIES
BLOOD RECKONING
THE BEST LAID PLANS
DRAGON CRY
THE DOOM OF MEN
LIGHTBRINGER
THE PRINCE
LAST STAND
TARGARYEN BLOOD
OF KINGS AND QUEEN
EPISODE 1. CALL OF THE RAVEN
For thousands of years the ancient order of the Night's Watch has stood guard on the wall which is just as old; protecting the realm of men from Wildings, Giants, and White Walkers. Now it is a ruin of its former glory. Jeor Mormont the former Lord Commander was betrayed by his own men while at Craster's Keep. Then after Jon Snow was elected Lord Commander, Alliser Thorn along with a few other members of the Watch betrayed Jon after he allowed the Free Folk to pass the through the wall. Jon Snow had been resurrected by the Priestess Milissandre and left to go help his half sister reclaim the ancestral home of Winterfell.
With less than sixty active members left the watch is in dire need of new recruits. The current Lord Commander Eddison Tollet had ordered all tunnels save for the one at Castle Black sealed. The Tower of East Watch and castle of Sea Guard were also sealed up. A man by the name of Jynard Stone walks the wall when he spots two dark figures approaching the wall.
He takes out a spyglass, "Someone is out there!" He blows his horn twice. Several men greet a young woman dragging a boy through the snow at the entrance.
BRAN
Brandon dreams of his half brother now his cousin the Prince who is promised Jon Snow son of Rhaegar Targaryen and his aunt Lyanna Stark. He dreams of a magnificent sword of fire and light, Bran also dreams of a red headed woman. He dreams of Daenarys Targaryen and her three Dragons. Then he sees him the Night King.
Bran jumps up screaming and is held down by a pair of strong hands. "You are safe!" A man says.
"Meera?"
"She is fine as well and safe…"
"We made it!" Bran says as his head falls back to the pillow.
"Who are you and what were doing out there…"
Bran's eyes are closed, "My name is Brandon Stark I am looking for my brother Jon Snow…"
"By the gods!"
A few minutes later Meera and Bran are brought to the Lord Commander's chamber to speak in private. "Your brother is not here…" He says pouring them a cup of tea.
"He wouldn't desert his post…He couldn't…"
Tollet places a comforting hand on Bran, "What I am about to tell you will sound unbelievable…"
"After the things we have seen nothing will surprise us…" Meera says.
So Tollet tells them how the former Lord Commander was betrayed and murdered; the fight with the Wilding Army, Stannis, Jon's election to Lord Commander, the death of Maester Aemon. Jon's decision to make peace with the Wildlings and allow them through the wall; how Alliser Thorn and several others trick and kill Jon Snow and finally his resurrection by the hands of a Priestess named Milissandre.
"We recently received a letter from Winterfell…Ramsey Bolton is dead and your brother Jon has been named King in the North…"
"Jon and whatever forces he has at Winterfell are needed here and now…The Night King is coming and the wall will fall…"
"The Wall has never fallen…"
"You told us a tale now it is our turn…after I lost the use of my legs I started having visions…These visions led Meera and her brother to me…together we traveled beyond the wall to meet the three eyed Raven…he taught me many things…" Bran grew sad as tears fell down his cheeks.
"Its not your fault!" Meera says speaking up.
Bran takes a shuddering breath, "Because of my impatience and curiosity the Night King killed the three eyed raven…He taught me to see into the past and the future…I do not know how, but Jon is the key to stopping the Night King and the White Walkers…" He told him other things about being a warg and the new three eyed raven.
"Well some of the things you said the red Priestess Milissandre also told us." Tollet stands up, "I was waiting for the two of you to awaken before I sent word to Winterfell…"
"No!" Bran said forcefully, "Take me to the rookery I will go to Winterfell myself…"
"How you can't…Oh! Warg right."
They take Bran to the Raven's tower. Then he chooses a Raven and places his mind into the bird, his eyes turn white then he releases the bird.
WINTERFELL - SANSA STARK
Every morning after breakfast since Brianne left Sansa would come to the battlements and look for any sign of the female warrior. She missed the woman and regretted not trusting Brienne at the inn when she first approached her. She regretted many decisions since her father Eddard Stark died. Like not taking Sandor Clegane's offer to take her from King's Landing. She regrets trusting Baelish, lying for Joffrey and much more.
She is safe now with her half brother Jon now King in the North. "Lady Sansa!" She sneers at the sound of Petyr Baelish's voice.
"Lord Baelish…What can I do for you?"
"You are so beautiful…" She doesn't respond, but stares at him. He sighs, "I was wondering if you knew of your brother's intentions…"
"No!" She replies lying as Jon had told her he would wait for word from Riverrun before deciding if to return to the wall.
JON
Before Baelish could ask another question Jon appeared, "Sansa…Lord Baelish."
"Your Grace…"
"I need to speak with my sister in private…" He waits until Baelish is gone, "I don't trust him…You should not be alone with him."
"Why?"
"I may be a bastard Sansa but I am no fool…I see the way he looks at you…Is there something you are not telling me?"
They walk to the private study, "Baelish killed Aunt Lysa…"
"What?" He asks completely shocked.
"He's ambitious…He wants me to be his wife…He wants the Iron Throne and he wants us to help him get it…"
"Tell me everything and leave nothing out…"
THE RIVERLANDS - THE TWINS
House Frey is an uproar as Walder Frey, Lothar, and black Walder were all dead. It was a gruesome sight the bodies of Lothar and Black Walder found dismembered. After several days of searching for the killer or killers, Stevron holds a burial rights ceremony for the dead; then he calls his many sisters and brothers, Nieces and nephews to the main hall. "I am the Lord of the Twins now and Warden of the Riverlands…I have just received word that King Tommen is dead…Cersei Baratheon is now Queen and sits on the Iron throne…"
"The Lannisters are cursed!" Walley Frey yells.
"Yes, which is why I am declaring our independence from the Iron Throne and from those frozen shits in the North…From now on refer to me as King Stevron of the Riverlands?"
"Brother!" William Frey says standing, "No one would be happier than I to declare independence…But what will we do when the Lannisters march their army here and crush us right good."
"The Lannisters will be too busy with the Martells and Tyrells…Giving us time to rebuild and strengthen…I will open up the vaults and hire sell swords…I will not be a skin flint like our father…We will prevail House Frey will survive and be stronger than ever…" They all cheer, "Now we feast…"
As the servants prepare for the feast Rosalin Frey approaches Stevron. "My Lord brother may I speak with you…"
"Of course Rosalin…What is it?"
She sighs, "My husband…Edmure Tully…"
"You want me to release him…"
They don't notice a servant walking by, "Yes please…I love him and he is the father of my unborn child…" She says rubbing her swollen stomach.
"I will speak with him and if he is agreeable to my terms I will release him."
EDMURE TULLY
Edmure Tully had been imprisoned ever since the red wedding. Then he was released only to be used as a bargaining tool to force his uncle to surrender Riverrun, by both the Freys and Lannisters. Part of him felt guilty as he commanded his men to surrender and his uncle's death. A servant girl brings him a tray of food. As he is eating Stevron appears before his cell with Rosalin Frey.
"Open the cell…"
Edmure looks at Rosalin and smiles, then he looks at Stevron, "What do you want?"
"My…" he looks at Rosalin, "…our father is dead."
"Am I supposed to shed a tear for him?"
"Not all of us are like Walder Frey…I am declaring the River-lands independence from the Iron Throne…If you support my claim as King of the Riverlands I will allow you to return to Riverrun with Rosalin…"
"What choice do I have…" Edmure Tully was given a bath and fresh clothes. Then he joins the family in main hall where he bows to Stevron naming him his King. Then they feast, Edmure sits on Stevron's left with Rosalin.
Stevron stands up, "To the inde…" He pauses to clear his throat, "…pen…To the indepen…" Stevron grabs his stomach and leans over retching.
"Are you alright?" His wife asks. Then she vomits onto the table causing both Edmure and Rosalin to jump up. People all over the main hall start to retch, vomit, and die holding their stomachs. When it ends Edmure, Rosalin, and a servant girl are left standing in the hall.
ARYA
Arya Stark had been through much in her life and had seen a lot as well. Arya killed a boy after the Lannister men killed her sword master and she had to run. She was there for the death of her father. She witnessed the torture of prisoners. The slaughter of her brother, his wife, and her mother and many brave North-men, caused her to grow up quickly. Then she receives training with the faceless men.
Arya Stark smiles at the dead bodies draped across tables, on the floor lying in their own vomit, dead from the poison she made herself. She removes needle from beneath the table and starts walking toward Edmure and Rosalin. When they try to run she throws a knife at Edmure's head. "Run and I throw the next one in your shoulder." The blade vibrates in the wall an inch from his head.
"Who are you?" Edmure asks in a fearful tone of voice.
"Your niece…Though how I could ever be related to a turn coat coward such as yourself escapes me…"
"You are…"
The words stop in his mouth when Arya removes her face to reveal her true self. "Arya Stark of Winterfell…"
"You are dead…"
Arya walks up to him and kicks him in the right shin, "Could a dead person do that?"
"You killed my father…" Rosalin declares.
"He got what he deserved…" She says looking at the redhead.
"You won't hear an argument from me on that point…but my sisters never did you anything…"
"You are a Tully now not a Frey…One of two reasons you are still alive."
"What do you want?" Edmure asks taking a protective position in front of Rosalin.
Arya stares at him, "I was tempted to kill you…I mean you had a chance to defy the Lannisters and side with your Uncle and you betrayed him and your own people…You betrayed your own family…I spared you to rally what is left of the river-lands and march north to support the new King in the North…"
Edmure hitches two horses to a wagon and loads it with supplies. "What will you do?" he asks after helping Rosalin into the wagon.
"I have business in the Capital…"
"You were trained by the faceless men weren't you?"
She just smiles and returns to the castle, as she walks away they leave. Arya takes a mule and a cart with several barrels of oil on the back and from the eastern castle she leaves a trail of oil through the castle across the bridge to the western side. Then she takes a torch and lights it. As the fire burns Arya mounts a horse and leaves leading a second horse carrying supplies.
THE CAPITAL - THE RED KEEP
CERSEI
Cersei Lannister had always considered herself, a prime player in the game of thrones. She had made that clear to many enemies, most of them dead. She had even outlasted her great father Tywin Lannister with his ideals of family legacy. The cost to win the Iron Throne was high, all three of her children dead as the old woman had foretold.
But more enemies were gathering, the Tyrells and the Martells. The Martells had to answer for her daughter Myrcella, the Tyrells had to pay for trying to make a fool of her. The Lannisters always paid their debts. They still controlled the Riverlands, the capital, and the west. They also had the Vale so far as she knew. She walked with purpose through the halls of the Red Keep. Her red cloak billowing in her wake with the Queen's Guard following. She enters a room where Qyburn is waiting with Sir Bronn the current Commander of the City Watch.
"Where is my brother?"
"Your grace…Last I saw him he was getting drunk…"
"Go and get him now!" She demands.
"My Queen perhaps we should start without him…"
"No we will wait…"
JAIME LANNISTER
Jaime sits at a table getting drunker by the hour in a tavern. His faith and love for his sister was dwindling with each moment. She had done the unthinkable. All dead, Mace, Maergery, Loras Tyrell, Kevin Lannister, Lancel Lannister along with many nobles, they all died a horrible fiery death by wild fire of all things. He wanted to pack up and leave for Braavos. Part of him did and there was that small part that still loved Cersei and hoped she would come to her senses and leave with him.
"Ha!" He says downing another goblet.
"Here you are…"
Jaime looks up to find Bronn standing over him, "Here I am…"
"The Queen would like to meet with you…"
"Sit down have a drink with me…"
Bronn hunches his shoulders and sits. Soon he too is drunk then Gregor Clegane enters with several men of the Queensguard.. "The Queen requires your presence Sir Jaime…" Sir Marcus Crakehall says.
"I'm a little busy at the moment…"
"If you don't come with us Sir Gregor has orders to drag you back…"
CERSEI
When the door opens Cersei smiles at the sight of her brother, but that smile vanishes when she realizes he is drunk and so is Bronn. "I summon you here for affairs of the crown and you are drunk…"
"Not drunk enough…" Jaime looks at Bronn.
"I agree not drunk enough…"
"I have something that will sober them up fast enough…" Qyburn says getting up. He returns a few minutes later with two viles of green liquid. "Here drink this…"
They make a toast before drinking. "Holy shit!" Bronn says.
"Damn now I am sober…" Jaime looks at Qyburn, "You should sell that you'd make a fortune…"
"Perhaps now we can get down to business…First I am disbanding the City Watch and inducting every member into the royal army…" Bronn looks at Jaime who is leaning his head on his hand as if board. "You Sir Bronn will serve as second in command to my brother…"
Qyburn clears his throat, "The North has declared a new King…"
"That was fast!" Jaime says interrupting. Cersei gives him a disapproving look.
"Jon Snow…Eddard Stark's bastard."
Cersei smirks, "They must be really desperate…"
"I thought he was Lord Commander of the Night's watch." Jaime says.
"There is an unconfirmed report that Jon Snow was killed by several of his brothers for allowing the Wildlings through the wall…Then the Red Priestess who served Stannis brings him back to life…"
"Lies!" Cersei says.
"True or not milady…All the North follows him save the Karstarks Ramsey Bolton is dead and Petyr Baelish has declared for the North…"
"Our list of allies grows shorter…" Jaime says smugly.
"What of the Karstarks perhaps we can reach out to them…" Bronn offers.
"Send a Raven to Karhold…" Cersei commands, "As for Baelish he will pay…Lannisters always pay their debts…"
"And how do we that? Winter has come as the Starks like to say."
Before an argument can break out Qyburn speaks up, "My Queen Lord Jaime has a point. The more immediate danger is further south. The Tyrells and Martells are aligned against us…Also they intend to support Daenarys Targaryen…Who as we speak is crossing the Narrow sea with sixty thousand Dothraki, eight thousand Unsullied warriors, and three large Dragons."
"What do you suggest?"
"The Iron Born…"
"Ha!" Jaime says.
"If we offer them independence to fight with us we may have a chance…"
Cersei nods, "Fine send a Raven offering terms."
"Are you mad?" Jaime asks. "Even if they agree what good are they against three Dragons?"
"And what would you have me do?"
"I thought that would have been obvious…" Jaime says standing up.
"I have not dismissed you!" Gregor steps around the table to block his path. Bronn stands up drawing his sword as Jaime's hand flies to his sword. Cersei stands up, "Jaime please!" She begs, just then a man enters and hands Qyburn a letter.
"What is it?"
"A mixed army of twelve thousand troops six thousand of House Martell and six thousand of House Tyrell are on the march…Heading towards Harrenhal…They are led by Randyll Tarly…"
"Jaime!" She begs, he ignores her staring down Gregor. "How many men do we have at Harrenhal?"
"Three thousand milady…" Qyburn says in response.
She looks at the Mountain, "Sir Gregor would you lead our forces against Randyll Tarly's army…"
JAIME
He sighs conflicted again, "They want us to come out and face them…They probably have a second force in hiding to attack when we do come out of the city…No send a Raven to Harrenhal…Tell the men there to Head for Golden Tooth." The whole time he speaks he stares at Gregor. "Then send a second Raven to Golden Tooth…Instruct Lord Lefford to rally an army against Tarly…And send word to the Twins…it is time the Freys earned their keep…We cannot allow them to keep Harrenhal…"
Gregor and Qyburn look at Cersei, "Do as he says…Sir Gregor." He steps to the side to allow Jaime to pass. Bronn follows in his wake.
DORNE - SUNSPEAR
OLENNA TYRELL
After the death of her son, and grandchildren the Queen of Thorns lady Olenna Tyrell made her way to Dorne to align her House with House Martell against the Lannisters. It was an uneasy alliance as the Tyrells and Martells had always been adversaries; now brought together by a common enemy. Eventually an understanding was reached when Lord Varys appeared representing Daenaerys Targaryen. He convinced them to support Daenarys' claim to the throne.
Ellaria Sand the current ruler of Dorne wished to attack King's Landing now. "My lady...The Lannisters still have a huge stockpile of Wild Fire…" Varys says pleading, "We should wait for Queen Daenarys to arrive…Perhaps the sight of the Dragons will force them to surrender…"
"And how long will it take her to get here…She will have to stop for supplies…Then there is the weather…and while we wait…that bitch Cersei solidifies her power…" the sand snakes are present as always standing beside their mother.
Olenna is listening and making her own plans, "She has already lost a lot of power…With my return the network of spies will flock to me…I have already sent word to King's Landing."
Olenna had enough of their back and forth ramblings and clears her throat, "If I may interject…Part of me agrees with Lady Ellaria…But attacking King's Landing would be foolish…Perhaps we form an army twelve thousand strong and send it to Harrenhal…I have sent for Lord Randyll Tarly he can lead this force…We can also take Rosby, cut the Lannisters off from the West and take the King's road and the golden Road…"
They agreed on the plan and two weeks after the meeting the army is ready and Randyll Tarly is in Dorne ready to lead. "I will not fail milady…Harrenhall will be ours with in a month's time…" Elaria and Olenna were present to send him off.
"Wait!" Varys says walking up yelling, "I have news…The Freys are all dead! Someone…I am guessing an assassin of the faceless men Killed Walder Frey, Lothar, and Black Walder…Then someone poisoned the rest of the family…"
"What about Edmure Tully?"
"He was spared and is at Riverrun rallying what is left of the River Lords…He plans to march North and join the King in the North Jon Snow…"
DAENARYS' FLEET
"PIRATES!" A man screams from the crow's nest aboard the Queen's Sword the flagship of the fleet.
Daenarys exits the cabin with Tyrion Lannister Hand of the Queen, Missandei, Grey Worm, Yara and Theon Greyjoy. "How many?" She asks.
"Two Dozen…Milady…"
"We still outnumber them…ten to one…" Yara says speaking up, "Give me the order I will finish them…"
"My Queen they are waving a peace flag…"
The lead Pirate ship pulls up and the Captain a man of the Sunner Isles bows, "Salladhor Saan…Pirate and Smuggler…" He kisses Daenarys' Hand as he bows. Grey Worm steps up and pushes him back.
"That is close enough…"
"What can we do for you sir?"
"My comrades and I wish to fight for you…All I ask is all the plunder we can carry from your enemies and for me…I want the Queen Cersei Baratheon…"
"What do you want her for?" Tyrion asks.
"I want to fuck her…I visited King's Landing once and saw her from afar…I have to have this woman…"
Daenarys smiles, "I can't promise you that…As she has made many enemies who all want her head…Is there something else you want for your services…"
He hunches his soldiers, "Gold all my men can carry…"
"Done…"
"I have a friend in the step stones he has a castle…I will lead you there…To resupply your ships…" Grey Worm didn't trust the pirates and neither did Yara, but Daenarys stated they needed allies. It was Tyrion who suggested that she stay aboard ship while he and few men went ashore to gather supplies. When they landed Daenarys took the Dragons hunting in the wilds of the small islands for game.
WINTERFELL
JON
Jon had sent secret messages to Yohn Royce, Davos, and Lady Mormont to meet him in the morning. Petyr Baelish had to be dealt with. It was midnight and he finally was able to bath and dress for bed. It was strange sleeping in the room of his father Eddard Stark. Sansa had insisted because he was now King in the North. The one thing he would not do is use the Stark name, he argued that it didn't feel right.
"You're lucky you know…" He says to Ghost. The Dire Wolf looks at him, "All you have to worry about is food and a place to shit…" He said adding wood to the fire place. He was about to lay down when he hears a knock. Only it comes from his window and not the door. Ghost growls as Jon cautiously walks up to the window, when he opens it a raven flies in.
"Get out of here!" He says trying to coax the Raven into leaving.
Then a power touches Jon's mind, ("Jon!")
It sounds like Bran, "Bran?" He asks aloud looking at the bird.
("Jon it's me Bran…speaking to you through the Raven…")
"How is this possible?"
("I am a warg Jon and I am here at Castle Black…I need you to listen there is much I must tell you…")
