The words of my house before it all were."Duty and service" and my family lived by our founder words for hundreds of generations where we fought the first men during the Andal conquest securing a sizable portion of land within the northern mountains of the Vale whereupon the first king Aryn of the vale named us lord's executioners. We served as judges, jury, and if guilty executioner when are king could not conduct it himself something that became common later as kings passed and new ones came. It was the fourteenth of my house to take the title of lord under the reign of King Rodrick the third a man who was more inclined to pleasure and favoritism of mistresses then rule and so I Vlad lord Executioner was more of a regent than executioner. I served my king faithfully even when he made advances with my own wife I was a loyal servant did nothing as he was my king ordained by the seven. It was it around these years where the three sisters were conquered by the north and the then lords of the sisters swore fealty to the vale starting a thousand-year struggle for the islands. In the first years of the war, I was sent to the Islands leading only a small force of only eight thousand men to secure our king's new vassal.

For eight years I waged a brutal war for the three sisters with nothing in aid, reinforcement, or word from my wife who remained at the Erie where her and our son stayed as "Guests" when in truth I knew she was the king's mistress those I denied it at the time. In the meantime I fought the Northmen I resorted to more brutal tactics earning the title as the Impaler a name that those I did not care for I accepted what I did as what was needed for victory. which I did achieve at least a short term victory one marking the end of a campaign in a series of them. I returned to my castle where I found my son only nine name days old trying to run our family estate as my wife had him sent back after speaking out against his mother's night time visits with our king. I then learned that in my absence a number of lords, small folk had risen in revolt over a raise of taxes that when received would be spent on feasts and tourney. I was angry, tired, but still loyal as my houses words dictated. I recalled my knights who had not even returned home and we moved fourth putting down the revolts, dealing with a rise of clansmen each of with were subjected to my cruelty learned from years of the campaign before I was recalled to the Erie by my king.

When I arrived after a year of continued fighting I entered the throne room my guards behind as the lords and ladies of the court parted ways for us. On his throne was the man who had sent me to war, who was unable to govern in my absence, and who had slept with my wife. King Rodrick sat on the throne of his ancestors his mistresses around him each dressed in finery and among them my wife who was heavy with his child. I bent the knee before the moon door and spoke." My king, I have returned. The three sisters are ours the heathens of the north driven off, the traitors have been placed to the sword, the clansmen have been pushed back to the caves." My words were met by light applause as I then stood being met by a look arrogance of which I accustomed to during my time with the court.

"Rise Vlad the Impaler, your actions have been told and song by many a bard already among us of the court" But his eyes showed malice then as he then spoke." Yet in your absence, your lands have failed to pay tax for the last four years. How do you propose to pay your debts Impaler?" I did not know as most of our houses wealth had been spent in the war for the sisters as a way to pay my men. And my family holdings had suffered famine as I was away as my wife had "generously" given much of our food stores to the king at the expense of the small folk who starved, even my son showed signs of lack of food as even are Measter was unable to help despite his attempts. Our mines of copper and iron were still producing yet the wealth from our copper would not pay a tax of which we owed.

I looked at my king and spoke." I don't know, our lands have faced famine providing you food to feast, the mines of our land produce plenty yet we owe much, My wealth is near empty as I spent it securing the sisters in your name. I have nothing to answer what we owe." Many in court looked symplectic those many more seemed uncaring. The King thought for a moment before he spoke." You have no wealth, you have no food to help, your mines wouldn't be able to produce. yet you have a great plot of land. So I take your land as is enough to pay what you owe on to me."

Our lands? true we owned plenty of lands enough to pay our debts yet weed be let with only three eights of our original land. Our mines would be lost. We'd be reduced to a knightly house. I looked at my king and asked." And to who would be my land given too?"

He smiled a snarky smile before answering." Why, one of my bastards of course who better to reward then blood..." I then saw a boy of seven name days leave the sea of men and women. He had mostly looked matching his grace and yet there were features that seemed similar. The child walked up to his father's throne before standing next to my wife...

I Didn't hear my kings words as I rose from my knee and spoke cutting him off before he finished." I fought for you, I governed for you, I bled for you and in return, you sleep with my wife siring two bastards one yet not born, You take my lands bestowing them to a bastard. In the war, I fought for you even you instead of sending aid of arms and coin forced me to pay for your WAR! You ser are a disgrace to your father and forefathers." Looking at the whore I called wife I shouted." And you Lady wife are a whore spreading her legs to jewels and finery, you disgrace us, you disgrace your house, you disgrace your son and me. I will not stand for it any longer!" I breathed a long moment all the while all eyes were on me as if I would combust into flames from fury. Many in the court had never seen me my fury, nor me angry for the matter. I was known as a quiet sentinel known for harsh punishment and for faithful service of the seven and my king. Yet hear I stood as I then spoke." I Hearby renounce you, the whore I call my wife and anyone else for their decadence." I finished and turned each of my men nodding as I passed leaving the hall in stunned silence.

Many call it the twilight war. I call it the beginning of my eternal hell. After my outburst in court, I was named traitor and usurper. I had few allies seeing as I had slain each of the lords who had already rebelled. Other lords saw me in the wrong due to an oath, others saw a chance to gain my land. I was only backed by a few minor lords or houses whose loyalty to my cause was fickle. Even I had little hope as even lasting more than a year would be a victory and so when I the war dragged on for nearly a decade it was surprising. I am still unsure as to how it worked, yet by luck or stupidity on my enemies part, I ran a campaign of terror throughout the vale of Ayrn raiding lords, villages, anything for food and weapons. Where My forces passed a forest of the impaled followed us. It worked for the most part as the enemy slowly starved with each burned field. But my actions drew the attention of other powers. The name I earned in the sisters was passed from mouth to mouth, I had been condemned by the high seption drawing the support of the reach to the vale, funding for mercenaries was provided by house Lannister continuing the conflict as I drew more bands of sellswords. The North launched an invasion of the three sisters.

From what once was a nine-year war waged by lord and king now became a conflict involving many powers seeking gain. But even with Northmen, mercenaries, and my own knights, it was not enough. As the war reached its thirteeth year I had been pushed back into my castle within the mountains where I and a small garrison held out. They could not assault us as there was only a long stone bridge that would funnel any force into a death trap. So I was sieged. In all, there was no hope of a victory, we had little food and drink, my men were nothing more than three hundred knights, four hundred men-at-arms, and a hundred mercenaries facing around nine thousand knights of the reach and vale.

It was a month into the siege when in the night a small group of my men under a promise of life and gold opened the gate allowing the enemy inside. By the time we had regained control of the gate, it was already too late and so we fought to the last with the remaining retainers and son holding up in the sept as I fought through the castle felling all before me. I had regained the main hall when I saw the fire from the sept. I was beaten, my son was dead, my men all cut down to a man. I sat in the throne of my hall and as I sat in my grief awaiting death. I barricaded the doors and so as the banging began I looked back.

For my faith I was condemned, for my loyalty, I was betrayed, my honor was long gone, my houses in ruin. In the darkness of my mind thoughts formed, dark images of vengeance played over and over. Before I could truly think I found my self on my knees eyes watching the flames from outside swearing an oath, not to the seven who these men hid behind. No, I swore my oath to the seven hells asking the forces of what the seven despised. I would become a monster of unending life feeding on the blood of men for the which sustained creatures such as I. I asked for legions to follow me into my crusade. And at the moment the door to the hall broke I was answered.

To the men who found me, they would swear that the fires of the seven hells consumed me and before they could act I shot out moving as if possessed cutting down all who stood before me. In the end, it took forty crossbows to stop me. Afterword I was buried in an unmarked grave. The bastard who took my seat took my houses sigil, sword, and words adding to the shame of defeat.

He ruled only a few months before under cover of night it was said a small army of the dead rose and overthrew him screaming from the walls of the castle. My castle was reclaimed and from that day it became known as Blood spire and the banners that once flew from its walls were cast down replaced by a banner of a white skull of with red wings protruding from its head. From were Vlad fell rose Dracula and his followers. The populace quickly dubbed us Vampire for we drank from mans blood. I soon began my crusade killing all who had betrayed me. In only a few years the vale had seen the deaths of a king and many of his loyal lords. When I finished I returned to my castle and rule my lands that became the know as the black vale.

For the next thousand years, House Arryn tried to regain control of the region. I was deposed from power seven times and every time I would rise again killing the new lord and his family till three hundred years before conquest I have surrendered the land as the kings of the vale had enough of their pointless war.

I became the blood king ruling my dominion using my vampire knights to preserve order. My lands flourished under me, my mines were expanded and new mines found, the smallfolk those cattle served knowing the price of defiance. But I cared for them so I with the help of Measters cast from the citadel created syringes used to gather blood for my coven of which numbered only twelve hundred. In the castle, I entertained myself with maidens of my land growing a sizable harem. I was not happy but I was content. But then ravens came and Aegon Targaryen landed bringing with his fire and blood.


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