There's More Out There
The Northerners all followed the Mandalorians inside the ship, at least that's what they called it, though they've never seen a ship like this before. They all walked up the large ramp and made their way inside, taking note at how large the entrance was. They all spotted the Aka'jor-class shuttle inside the cargo bay and wondered if this was a ship as well.
"What's that?" Robb asked, pointing to the shuttle.
"It's a smaller ship we have. It's not as large and can't travel that great a distance compared to this one, but it gets the job done if you need it to." Markus explained.
"And how can a ship like this travel?" Gared asked in awed confusion.
"Simple. In space." Torian said simply, causing the inhabitants of the North to pause in their steps as they looked at the Mandalorians oddly. What did they mean by space?
Forger saw the looks in their eyes and knew that these people were going to be in for the shock of their lives. "All will be explained. But for now, just follow us."
As they continued to follow the armored strangers, Robb stepped up to speak to his father. "Father, I'm not sure how I feel about all of this. We know nothing about these people."
"I know you feel at unease, Robb, but this may be the only way to get some answers. Still, be on guard." Eddard said. He may be willing to follow these men inside this strange vessel, but as a true soldier, he never let his guard down in an unfamiliar environment.
Jory and the others continued to walk, but they all jumped back when Levi floated up and gave each of them a glance. "Seven Hells..." Jory muttered.
"What the fuck are you looking at, creature?" Theon said as he glared at the medical droid.
"Creature?!" Levi exclaimed as her eye lenses narrowed. "First of all, my name is not creature. It is IM-6 unit LV-1!"
"I...M...excuse me?" Gared said in confusion.
"Even for a fairy-like magical creature, that is a rather odd name." One of the Stark soldiers said, earring nods from his fellow men.
"Well, you can also designate me as Levi, as master Markus does. And second of all, that is a rude way to speak to a medical droid who is scanning you for your medical safety after that scuffle from outside. Honestly, you organics get more rude and violent each cycle." Levi said as she turned her backs to them.
Rodrick couldn't help but chuckle at the medical droid and her fiery personality. It almost reminded him of when his betrothed, Eleana Glenmore, when she lost her temper once or twice with him, but just like her he could see a gentle look of concern in this Levi's eyes, even if they looked strange. Rodrick then felt a stinging pain in his left arm and hissed.
Gared stopped when he heard his Lord's son wince and looked to see a cut on his arm. "Rodrick, your hurt!" Gared said in dismay.
"It must have happened in the fight with the Wildlings." Rodrik said with a wince. "No matter, it is only a scratch."
Levi saw the cut and floated up to him. "Either way, a cut this deep has a 74.873% chance of gaining an infection. With your permission, allow me to treat it now so you will not have to worry about it."
Rodrik looked towards Gared, who didn't really know what to say as he wasn't sure what to make of the droid just yet, but Rodrik couldn't sense any deception from her, so he lifted his cut arm to her. Levi gave the arm a scan before she lifter hand and a spray came out and onto the arm, causing it to stop bleeding. Rodrik was surprised at this as, not only was the bleeding stopped, but the stinging pain he felt disappeared.
"Incredible." Rodrik said as he moved his arm without any issue. "How did you heal it so fast?"
"It must be magic." One of the Forrestor soldiers said in awe.
"It's not magic, it's just a simple batch spray to stop the bleeding and close the wound. Luckily we tended to it in time." Levi clarified.
"I wish Maester Ortengryn was here to see this." Gared said in awe.
"You have my thanks, Lady Levi." Rodrik said gratefully.
"'Lady Levi?'" Levi said with her head perked up. "Well, at least some of you know how to show respect to a proper medical physician." She directed that comment to Theon, who still continued to look at her with unease.
They continued to walk through the halls of the AI-AT, with the Westeros inhabitants still in awe by the size of this vessel, as well as how even the halls were made out of metal. It didn't take them long, though, when they finally made it to the deck of the vessel where the galaxy map was located.
"So, we have said our names, I believe it is only common courtesy that you introduce yourselves as well." Forger stated.
Ned nodded, as it only seemed fair as he introduced himself. "My name is Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell, and Warden of the North."
"That's a mouthful." Markus whispered to his friends, but shushed when Val elbowed him on the side, as they allowed Ned to continue.
"These are two of my sons, Robb Stark, my heir, and Jon Snow." Ned said as their two Stark brothers nodded. "The rest are Theon Greyjoy, and my Captain of the Guard, Jory Cassel."
"My name is Rodrik Forrestor, eldest son of Gregor Forrestor, Lord of Ironrath, and this is my father's squire, Gared Tuttle." Rodrik introduced himself and the young squire.
"A pleasure." Forger said with a nod.
"Now, before we explain everything, we have to make one thing perfectly clear." Torian spoke up.
"And what's that?" Jon asked curiously.
"Everything that you're about to see is not magic." Val said strongly. "Everything you know right now may work out there, but in here, you need to forget everything you think you know."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Robb asked.
"It means that you're about to get the shock of a lifetime." Torian said bluntly. "Look, I get that you are all very confused at the moment, and we haven't been giving you straight answers, but the thing is that we're not sure how you'll react to what we're about to say."
"That's why we need you to keep an open mind and believe us when we say that everything you'll see from this point on is not magic." Forger stated.
Ned stared at the group of strangers for a bit, unsure of how to take what they were saying. With what he saw back during the battle with the Wildlings, the things these men were able to do with their weapons, the fact that one of them shot fire like a dragon, and what's more they could fly, everything about these instances seemed like magic.
Now magic has not been around in Westeros for a long time, not since the last dragons died out during the reign of the Targaryens, so it was a bit of a shock to see these men do these strange things, however, they seemed adamant about convincing them that what they do is not magic. If they really felt that strong about it, then he will give them a chance to speak their case.
"Very well then." Ned said as he spoke first. "You said you were Mandalorians, is that name of your people?"
"Yes." Forger answered. "It is a name that we take pride in. The name that was given to us when our people, who are a warrior culture that have fought in many battles, originated on Mandalore."
"Is that name of the land you hail from?" Jon asked.
"It's not a land." Markus said as he pressed a button on the nav computer, which then displayed the planet of Mandalore. "It's a planet."
"By the Old Gods." Jon whispered in shock as he and the others at the holographic display.
"How can this not be magic?" Theon asked in equal shock. "You told us to forget everything we think we know, yet all that you have shown could only link to magic!"
"And it's true, it's not magic." Val spoke up. "It's called a hologram, and the functions of it would take too long to explain, but let's just say that it, and everything you see around you, is the byproduct of science."
"Science created all of this?" Gared asked in amazement as he looked around the bridge of the ship.
"That's right, but that's not the most important part." Torian spoke up as he showed a zoom out of Mandalore to show more planets. "This may come as a shock to you, but we are not from this world. Mandalore is a planet that lives out far away from the world you live on."
"Another world...you mean, there is more worlds out there?" Rodrik said in awe at the holographic images.
"That's right, and a lot of them have various species and people living on these worlds." Torian continued as he pressed a button and showed the various alien races of the galaxy.
Everyone here native to Westeros gasped in shock at the various species they were seeing. While they were a little put off by the more humanoid species like the Zabrak, Theelin, and Pantoran, they were greatly shocked by other species that looked almost demonic in their eyes, such as the Wookiees, Quarren, and the Rodians. Never before have they seen beings like this, other than in their imagination of whenever they heard stories of creatures beyond the Wall.
"By the Old Gods." Rodrik said in awe.
"They almost look like...demons." Gared said with some the Stark and Forrestor soldiers muttering in agreement.
"Maybe to you, but in reality, they are just like you and me." Forger said as the hologram changed into the galaxy. "Every species that we showed you is nothing more than a grain of sand on a beach called the galaxy, where we all reside. The majority of them have mastered space travel and have journeyed to hundreds of worlds out there." The hologram then changed to images of various planet landscapes.
"All of this...is out there?" Jon said in amazement. "Beyond our stars?"
"If what you say is true, then how did you end up here on our world?" Ned asked. He may have been just as in shock by what he was seeing, but he still wanted to know everything he could about these individuals. He may be willing to listen to these newcomers, but he was still entrusted to protect the North by his old friend King Robert, and he wanted to know if they were by any chance a threat to the North and unto the realm itself.
"Our ship crashed landed here after it was damaged during a battle." Torian said as the hologram changed into the mysterious ship that attacked them and the fighters as well. "This ship attacked us out of nowhere, and even though we tried to fight them off, we couldn't escape unscathed. We ended up crashing on this planet, and now this ship is damaged so much we can't fly it anymore."
"The ones who attacked you, will they come here?" Ned asked as his eyes narrowed slightly.
Forger sighed as he looked Ned in the eyes. "Unfortunately, I can't say for certain, but I do believe it's a possibility."
"Actually, that may be less likely than you think." Markus spoke up.
"What do you mean?" Robb asked.
"You say that you have not met any being that came from space except us, correct?" Markus asked, which earned a nod from every Westerosi. "I think I know the reason for that, or at least, part of the reason." Markus typed a few keys on the nav computer terminal and zoomed in on a certain section of the galaxy that displayed nothing but empty space. "This is where your world is supposed to be."
"I don't see anything." Robb pointed out.
"Exactly. For some reason your planet doesn't appear in our galaxy map." Markus said, which earned a troubled look from the rest of the Mandalorians. "I'm not sure if it's because your world hasn't been discovered yet, or if records of it have been lost to time, but bottom line is, by all accounts, nobody knows that this world exists."
"That could explain why you have a lack of technology. It's because nobody's shown you the concept of it, and why you haven't discovered it yourselves." Val said.
"So then what does that mean for us?" Theon asked.
"It means that your safe from the ones who attacked us." Forger said confidently. "If we had no knowledge of your planets location, then the one's who attacked us have no knowledge as well." Forger than safety his sights on Ned and wanted to put his mind at ease, as he knew the information he given was setting him on edge slightly, not for himself, but for the world he lived on. "We crashed here out of desperation for safe refuge, not to bring trouble. You are safe from us, you have my word."
Ned stared long and hard str Forger, and while he has yet to remove his helmet, the lord of House Stark could tell that he had a gaze that displayed nothing but truth. Ned could feel it when he first looked upon Forger, that he had a posture of an old soldier like himself. In fact, he could feel a number of similarities between himself and the old Mandalorian. Just as he felt it was his duty to protect the North, it seemed like Forger had a duty to protect his fellow Mandalorians, which Ned can greatly respect.
"Very well." Ned said with a nod. "And now that you are here in Westeros, what is it that you will do now?"
"For now, there really is nothing much to do." Torian said with a shake of his head.
"What do you mean?" Gared asked in confusion.
"Our ship is heavily damaged, so it can't fly us out of here." Torian said with a troubled look. "We sent out a distress signal-"
"A what?" Robb, Jon, Theon, Gared, and Rodrik, interrupted at the same time.
"Later, anyway, the best course of action we can take is wait for, hopefully, fellow Mandalorians to come and rescue us. However, the fact that this planet isn't on our charts could mean that they wouldn't even look this way." Torian continued as his troubled look grew. "By all accounts and purposes, if they don't find us..."
"You're basically stranded on our world." Ned finished the young man's train of thought, earning a wide-eyed look from the others. This was confirmed when the un-helmeted Mandalorians looked down in sadness.
It was just now dawning on them about the gravity of the situation they find themselves in. They sent out a signal yes, but even if someone picks it up, would they even think to look in this planet's general direction? This planet doesn't exist in any galaxy map or nav computer, so they would have no reason to come by this part of the Outer Rim.
They were truly, and utterly, stranded.
Some of the Northerners couldn't help but look at the group of offworlders in sympathy, as this wasn't like being stranded in the forest, or being shipwrecked on an unchartered island. This was a whole new world, and while they are still reeling from the concept that there are other worlds beyond the stars, these men were in unfamiliar territory with no way of getting back home.
Everyone's train of thought was halted when they heard the rumbling of thunder outside of the ship.
"My sensors of picked up that a heavy storm is making it's way here." Levi spoke up. "It will last the whole night."
"We won't be able to ride out back to Winterfell, my lord." Jon informed his father.
"Or back to Ironrath." Gared said to Rodrik.
Ned nodded in understanding as he looked towards Forger. "With your permission, we would like to stay for the night, till the storm passes."
"By all accounts, we are your guests, so you don't need to ask us for permission for anything." Forger said. "You're welcome to stay here for the night, as a show of good faith on our part."
"Thank you." Ned said with a nod before turning to Jory and his men. "Jory, grab the horses and bring them inside, the rest of you gather some grass and vegetation as their food for the night."
"Yes, my lord." Jory said with a nod as he and the other soldiers left.
"I'll help you out." Val said as he put his helmet back on and followed them.
"You all can wait up and rest in the cargo bay." Torian said. "There's some food and water, and it's heated so that way the cold won't affect us."
"We thank you for your hospitality." Ned said with a nod, before everyone went off to do their tasks.
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"All was quiet in the cargo bay, as each of the Northerners present set up their sleeping gear and found their own personal space to rest in. There was definitely plenty of room to choose from as this cargo bay was pretty spacious, even with the shuttle ship taking up quite a bit of space.
The silence was soon broken when Gared started chuckling, earring a few odd looks from the others.
"What do you find so humorous, Gared?" Rodrik asked the squire, though he couldn't help but chuckle with him.
"It's just, my father and sister, they are never going to believe what we were just told." Gared said.
"We were shown all of this, yet even I still have trouble believing what we've just witnessed." Robb said.
Jon looked down in thought, with an inquisitive look on his face, which didn't go unnoticed by his father. "Jon, is there something the matter?" Ned asked.
"It's just...after everything we learned, everything that they've shown us, I...feel like I want to learn more." Jon replied.
"I know what you mean." Theon said with a chuckle. "What else may be out there besides these Mandalorians, what secrets does this...galaxy hold?" Theon then looked up in the direction of where stars would be, and there was a glint in his eyes. "How much out there can benefit Westeros."
"We are not going to exploit these travelers." Ned said firmly. "These are not just warriors we are dealing with, by all accounts they are refugees to our world, and as such we should treat them with respect."
"Yes, my lord." Everyone said with a nod, though Theon just nodded and didn't say anything.
"It's still terrible about what happened to them." Robb said. "To be stranded away from your home
"To be stranded in an unfamiliar world, with possibly no chance of ever escaping, or being rescued." Rodrik said with a shake of his head. "While I doubt anyone in Westeros has had that extreme of an experience, but I can say that any lesser man would have been driven mad."
"Wish there was something that can be done to help them." Jon said as everyone looked at him. "Well, they helped us with the Wildlings, and they trusted us enough with telling us their story. I feel like we should at least return the favor."
Ned thought about that, and figured that Jon was right. These people have next to nothing here in this new world they find themselves in. They were willing to fight alongside them against the wildlings, they even saved Jon from dying, which he would be eternally grateful for. Maybe there was something they could for them.
The door to the cargo bay opened up and the band of Mandalorians entered carrying a tray of food, except for Forger.
"Sorry that it's not much." Torian said as he passed everyone a plate of food. "This ship doesn't have a mess hall, or a kitchen, so we weren't able to cook you guys up anything, but hopefully this will be enough."
"Either way, we appreciate it." Rodrik said as he and the others looked at their plates. It looked like a pretty standard meal, with a slab of meat and a side of some vegetables, though the color was a little off than the usual vegetables they ate, but they just remembered that it's most likely a food from beyond their world, so there are bound to be some oddities.
Ned looked at his food inquisitively before looking towards forger. "I don't mean any disrespect, Master Forger, but do you not have any knowledge of the concept of Guest Rights?"
Forger looked towards his fellow Mandalorians, who shrugged in confusion, before looking back at the Stark head. "I can't say that I've heard of that concept."
"It's a custom in Westeros, where the host would bring about bread and salt." Ned explained. "Once guest rights have been invoked, the host and the guests swear that no harm shall befall upon the other."
"Well, we certainly don't want that happening." Torian said.
"I think I have something." Markus said as he walked up to a small container that held some rations. He scrounged around the box before he found what he was looking for and pulled out a packet of salt and a small loaf of bread. "Hope this'll work."
"It'll do just fine." Ned said with a nod.
"This is your world, so we'll abide by your customs." Val said as he and the others start eating.
Using the utensils that was given to him, Jon took a bite from his slab of meat hummed from the taste. "This is very delicious meat. What do you call this."
"It's just a slab of Bantha meat with some vegetables." Torian answered.
"Bantha?" Gared asked in confusion.
"Large hairy beasts with horns." Markus elaborated. "Only native to the planet Tatooine and mainly used for mounting and riding across the desert, but their meat is also a delicacy."
"Well, for a meat of an unknown creature, it's really not that bad." Jory said taking a bite from his meat.
As everyone ate, some of the Northerners noticed that Forgers wasn't eating, in fact, he didn't even remove his helmet. "Master Forger, why aren't you eating?" Robb asked.
"I'm just not hungry." Forger said simply.
"Don't bother asking again." Val spoke up with a humorous smile. "Forger never takes off his helmet, not even when we sit down and eat together."
"Why is that?" Gared asked curiously.
"Well, it's obvious, isn't it?" Theon said with a humorous smirk. "I believe it's because he's got a nasty scar on it. After all, he did say that Mandalorians are warriors, right?"
"You must have stories of lots of battles up in...space, I believe you called it?" One of the Forrestor soldiers inquired.
"How about it? Why don't we here one of your adventures in the great beyond?" Theon inquired to Forger, who just continued to stare at him. "What's the matter, its just a simple question."
Torian, Val, and Markus began to glare at Theon for his insistence on prying at their mentor, with the first of the three speaking up. "Hey, if he doesn't want to talk about it, why don't you just leave it at that."
"We're all warriors here." Theon said simply. "What's a few stories between warriors of all kinds?"
Seeing as how Theon was a inadvertently stirring up trouble, Ned decided to intervene before it escalates. "A man's past is his own business." Ned said as he gave a hard stare at the Greyjoy ward. "There is a time for war stories, but only when the man telling them wants to tell them. Remember that."
Theon bowed his head in submission, not wanting to anger the House Stark lord. "Yes, my lord."
Ned looked towards Forger, and though he may not be able to see his face, could tell that he appreciated his interference. Ned has seen war plenty of times, during Robert's Rebellion and the Greyjoy Rebellion, and he has seen what war does to tired old soldiers, such as himself. Ned didn't need to see Forger's face to know that fatigue of battle weighed heavily on him, though he felt that despite that Forger can continue on. Ned can respect a fellow warrior who can carry on that kind of commitment.
Besides that one potential incident, dinner resumed relatively peacefully, with the Northerners asking the occasional questions about what space was like, and about those creatures they showed on the holograms. The Mandalorian gang couldn't help but find this a little amusing, as they were acting like kids trying to find out everything they can about the universe.
When dinner was over, the Northerners had set up all of their sleeping gear and everyone was ready to turn in for the night.
"Alright, one of us should take the first watch, in case those wild men come back for another round." Torian as he was talking to his fellow Mandalorians.
"I'll take the first watch." Val said.
"Very well then." Forger said, before Ned came up and walked towards them. "Did you need something, Lord Stark?"
"I just wanted to ask you something." Ned said, as Forger gestured him to continue. "Now that you are stranded here, what is it that you intend to do?"
"That is a good question." Val said as he looked down in deep thought. "I guess we'll need to fortify this ship, so that way nobody can try and sneak in when we're not looking."
"We'll also need to set up a food and water source, as we're not sure if our supplies will last if we get rescued." Torian noted.
"This area doesn't have much game path, so food will be tough to come by, and the nearest river for water is quite a distance away." Ned stated. "However, I believe I may have a solution to your dilemma."
"And what solution is that?" Forger asked.
"I would like to invite you to stay at Winterfell, as my guests." Ned suggested, surprising the Mandalorians.
"Wait, really?" Markus asked in surprise, but had a smile.
"Why would you invite us to stay at your home?" Val asked. He wasn't sure what to think of this proposal, as it seemed too good to be true.
"While I do not pretend to understand your plight, but I understand what it is like to be separated from your home for a long time." Ned said, as he recounted the long days he spent away from Winterfell, away from Cat, when he went with Robert in the rebellion against the Mad King. "I would like to invite you safe housing and a place to rest until your comrades possibly come to retrieve you."
"Wow...that is a generous offer." Torian said.
"Give us time to think it over, Lord Stark." Forger said. "Whether we accept your offer or not, just know you have our gratitude." Ned nodded in understanding before walking off with his men to turn in for the night.
"Come on, I think we should take the guy up on his offer." Markus said eagerly. "He's offering us a place to stay, which I say sounds better than this wrecked ship."
"I'm not so sure." Val said skeptically. "We just met this guy, so how are we sure we can trust him?"
"I believe that he is being genuine." Torian said with optimism.
"So do I." Forger said. "I can see it in his eyes. The vigil of a warrior, pure posture of a veteran soldier, and a high value of h0nor that even some of our kind would be envious of." Each of the young Mandalorians looked at Forger in surprise from him praising a man they just met.
"Wow, for you to say that..." Torian said as Forger wasn't known to give such compliments easily, especially to a stranger.
"There's also the fact that we're pretty much stuck on this world we know nothing about." Markus added on. "Shouldn't we get out there and learn about as much as we can?"
"We'll make our decision in the morning, but for now we must rest for the night." Forger said as he and threat of the Mandalorians went to their quarters to turn in for the night, except for Val as he went to take the first watch.
/
It was the next morning and the storm had past, which meant that the Northerners prepared their horses for the ride back home.
"I shall tell my father and family about this, but only them." Rodrik said as he and Gared strapped their saddles to their horses. "I am not sure how the townsfolk of Ironrath would react to something like this."
"I believe that is a wise decision." Ned said in agreement as he made sure his horse's saddle had everything he needed. "We should also keep the location of this ship a secret from everyone besides us. I have a feeling the less people know about it, the better."
"Do you believe they will accept your offer, father?" Robb asked.
"That is for them to decide." Ned said.
The ramp leading up to the AI-AT's cargo bay came down and Torian, Val, and Markus came down while pushing their own speeder bikes forward.
"Lord Stark, after talking amongst ourselves, we decided to it would be an honor to travel with you to Winterfell." Torian said with smile.
Ned nodded as he smiled as well. "Winterfell would be honored as well to house visitors from another world."
"It's a shame that we didn't bring enough horses for all of you." Jon noted.
"Guess you'll have to ride with one of us." Theon added.
"Not to worry." Val said as he flipped a switch on his speeder bike, causing it to rev up to life and float off the ground, much to the Northerners surprise. "I'm pretty sure we can keep up."
"What are those things?" Gared asked in amazement.
"Speeder bikes." Markus said as he hopped on his. "Perfect for getting around, and they're pretty faster, I'd say even faster than your horses."
Ned looked back and noticed that Forger was standing behind near the ramp of the ship and didn't join them. "And what of you, Master Forger? Will you not be joining us?"
"I will join you shortly in a day or two." Forger answered as he looked towards the ship. "I will stay to fix up the lockdown of the ship, so that way if it's ever discovered again, no intruders can infiltrate it, plus I need to scavenge as much supplies and see what survived the crash. Levi will remain behind for the moment to help before we both meet up with you.
"Very well then." Ned said in agreement.
"So where are you guys going?" Val asked Rodrik and Gared.
"We shall return to Ironrath and inform my father about what happened here." Rodrik answered.
"Not sure if they would even believe us." Gared said with a chuckle. "Seven Hells, I'm still not sure if I believe any of it, and I witnessed it."
"Yeah, I can definitely understand that." Torian said as he walked up and helped out his hand to Rodrik. "Till our paths cross, Rodrik."
"Till our paths cross." Rodrik said as he gave Torian a warrior's handshake before he and Gared mounted their horses.
"Give your father my regards, Rodrik." Ned said to the heir of Ironrath.
"I will, Lord Stark, and I hope to see you all again." Rodrik declared before he, Gared, and their men rode off back home.
"Well then, it is time we be off as well." Ned said as he mounted his horse.
""Yes, father/my lord."" Robb, Jon, Theon, Jory, and the rest of the Stark soldiers mounted their horses.
"Take care, Forger." Torian said as he, Val, and Markus got on their speeder bikes, with the two older ones putting on their helmets. "We'll set up a tracking beacon so that way you can find us when your finished here."
"Very good, Torian." Forger said as he looked at each of them. "Remember you three, be vigilant, be strong. This is the way."
""This is the way."" The Mandalorians said in unison.
So the Northerners took off on their horses and rode off back to Winterfell, while the Mandalorian trio followed them with their speeder bikes. They could have easily passed them, but given that they have no idea where they're going, they figured it be best to slow down and let them lead.
The Mandalorian visitors didn't know what to expect with this new planet they were on, but they would be lying if they said they weren't excited. Well then, first stop...Winterfell.
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Hey everybody, I've got a brand new chapter for you, and it has been a long time coming.
Okay, to be honest, I wasn't that thrilled about how this chapter turned out, but I did the best I could. I am not that good with having a chapter that is all exposition and explanation, but I hope you guys like it.
I didn't have the Mandalorians give out everything about what's going on in space, like the Empire, or their entire history of Mandalorian lore and culture. Those things will get revealed in certain points in the story, as I feel it would be better to spread it out instead of dealing with it all at once.
Next chapter will be the Mandalorian's going to Winterfell, which will be a pretty interesting, as it will be fun to write the reactions of the rest of the residents of Winterfell to the Mandalorian warriors. We still have a ways to go before we get to the main plot of Game of Thrones, but I'd say we'd have about three, possibly four chapters, until then.
That's all I've got to say for now, so I hope you all enjoyed it, and I'll see you all next time.