AN: Alright, done with Midterms, (3 of 4 graded so far. 100, 91, 95, and 98!) so I got started the very night I finished. Unfortunately, one professor decided to celebrate the end of Midterms by assigning a 5 page paper. The midterm was only 3.
In other news, I discovered CHAOTIC RECODE, which has led to a discovery of even more Chaotic cards than I knew about. So for my The Game Gets Chaotic! Fans, I will be adding even more Creautres to the possibilities.
Also, just a reminder but this has a Tv Tropes page. If you wish to help expand it feel free. I try to add what I can but I fear that some of the things I wish to add would be spoilers, and other tropes that apply may elude me.
Let's jump right into it.
VISERYS
PENTOS-ILLYRIO'S MANSE
"Do you have any plans at all?" Arianne asked the self proclaimed King of the Seven Kingdoms.
It had been a week since the Dornish party had joined up with the small group that made up the Targaryen Court. While they had gotten off to an admittedly rocky start- one that Viserys would not apologize for, as he could reference his own failed assasination attempt to justify his bad first impression- Ser Jorah had persuaded them to come to the Manse and rest before getting into the actual reasons for their presence. In that time, the splendour of Magister Illyrio's patronage had waned thin for those who had grown up in a stable home as grand as Sunspear and the Water Gardens.
"We are currently looking for allies. Not much can be done until we have them." Viserys answered succinctly.
"You have Dorne." Arriane pointed out. "If we head there, we can rally the Dornish with vengeance for the War. Then the other Kingdoms will follow."
"Does she actually believe that?" Maegor asked incredulously, as he floated between the two humans in the room.
"Apparently." Jaehaerys agreed with his fellow ghostly dragon. "It appears that her Father planned so much on her being Queen that he neglected to teach her to rule. Normally all that is needed in a queen is a family strong enough to justify the match, and the promise of heirs."
Viserys ignored the debating spirits of his ancestors. "Dorne has just suffered a defeat at the hands of the rest of the Kingdoms. On their own land as well. They are more demoralized and I doubt they would want to enter another conflict with such low odds of victory. The rest of the Kingdoms are likely unified by the experience as well. No, I am afraid any allies we make will have to be found here. Originally I was going to make a match between Danaerys and a Dothraki Khal, but the cards put an end to that before it could even begin."
Princess Arianne looked aghast. "You were just going to hand your sister over to those savages?"
Viserys looked at her, a twinge of shame at her description, but his face only displayed annoyance. "I was going to hand her over to a proven warrior with his own army that is constantly on the move." He justified the plan Illyrio had come up with.
After their first meeting, Arianne had taken to talking with Dany quite often. Danaerys was filled with questions on what Westeros was like, and even though Arianne's answers leaned heavily towards Dornish locations and customs, Dany was enthralled by it all.
The rest of the Dornish group had also grown into a routine. The Sand Snakes usually shadowed Arianne, and Viserys was honestly surprised they had not accompanied their Princess to this meeting. Garin had struck up a friendship with Ser Jorah, and was acting as the knight's unofficial squire. Andrey and Sylva were probably with Dany right now, fielding the Dragon Princess' questions.
'If this is the best we have to work with, then Valyria has truly ended.' Maegor had muttered when they had first come to the Manse.
"Regardless," Viserys said. "It matters not. What we need to do right now is plan out a strategy. Not simply go in with what we can muster now. I have been waiting years to avenge my father and brother. I can wait a few more if needed."
Arrianne did nothing to hide her impatience. Instead, she simply stood and walked out of the room.
"Pointlessly angering her will not bring you closer to the throne." Jaehaerys warned his descendant.
"I know, but she needs to understand that this is not so simple that I can win so quickly. For my family, I need to be cautious." Viserys said.
"True, but that brings us to an interesting point." Maegor said.
Viserys looked at the two dragons who were his ancestors. "And what would that be?"
"We have a general knowledge of our reigns and our successors, but we have no knowledge of the last few kings besides what we hear. And you have been very quiet about that topic as well. But since the Dornish came here, we heard some... worrying rumors." Jaehaerys explained.
"So, Viserys, Third of the Name. Answer our questions." Maegor said in a commanding voice. "Tell us about your Father. How did House Targeryean fall?"
ROBB
KING'S LANDING HARBOR
"So this is the capital of the Seven Kingdoms." Robb said as they stepped off the Manderly's Sea Wynd.
It was his first time down this far south, and so far he was not really all that impressed.
Admittedly, that was likely because a ship had brought them to the city straight from White Harbor, so any grand sites between the North and King's Landing had been skipped. But he would still prefer White Harbor to King's Landing. Even the smell was somehow better in the North.
"Shut your yap and help us Stark!" Ygritte yelled from above him on the gangway, Samwell Tarly between her and Jon.
On the last leg of the voyage, they had hit stronger waves than expected, and Sam had fallen Seasick. Upon seeing him vomit dinner out, Sansa had fainted, claiming that she was also unsuited for ship travel. She was currently between Arya and Gilly, though she leaned more towards her sister than the older Wildling.
"Oh, sorry." Robb muttered as he moved aside and let them walk off. Gilly and Arya guided Sansa to a crate large enough for her to sit, while Ygritte and Jon were almost pulled to the ground by Sam.
"Next time, we go by land." Sansa said, in a tone more common in Arya's voice than her own.
"We won't be on a time limit to get home when the tournament is done. We can spare the extra time." Robb assured her.
After Sam finally stood up, Arya asked the important question. "So, where do we go now?"
Robb pulled out the Raven note that came after the announcement of the tournament. He had already looked it over, but had not memorized it. "First, we must head to the Red Keep. There, we shall introduce ourselves to the guards and they will tell us where to go to officially register for the Tournament. As a household of House Stark, we shall also be given rooms in the Keep to rest in for the Tournament."
"I think I can help you all." A voice spoke up from behind them all.
Robb turned, startled only to see a man who matched Father's description of King Robert. But one who was at least a decade too young to be the king.
The man walked up to them, flanked by a man in Baratheon colors and a knight with a design of flowers on his armor.
Bowing to the group, the man introduced himself.
"I am Renly Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, and Master of Law. My Brother His Grace has had a member of the Small Council come to the docks every day to greet the participants who come by ship. It is a pleasure to see all of you."
The now announced Lord then turned to Robb specifically. "You must be Robb Stark." He then turned to Jon. "Which would make you the Hero of the North, and the new Lord of Moat Cailin. Jon Stark."
Sansa was suddenly back on her feet, ready to play the role of a noble lady as soon as the King's brother came onto the scene.
"Lord Renly! It is an honor to meet you." She said with a deep curtsy.
Renly smiled at her. "You must be Sansa! I heard you take after your mother, and I see that was not a lie! Unless you consider downplaying to be a lie." Renly grabbed her offered hand and kissed it, causing Sansa to beam like she was not just a few minutes ago been about to vomit.
Renly moved on, scanning their group. "Samwell." He nodded at the Reachman. He skipped Ygritte and Gilly, likely unaware of who they were. Then his eyes settled on Arya.
"I suppose that makes you Arya Stark." Renly held his hand out for Arya to give him hers like Sansa did, only for her hand to remain where it was.
After a few moments of this awkwardness, Renly stood straight and cleared his throat.
"Well then, allow me to escort you to the registration area. Once that is settled, I shall bring you to the Keep, where servants can show you to your rooms.
The Baratheon guard left but quickly came back with enough horses for them all.
They all rode to a building just outside the Red Keep, Renly led everyone save for Sansa and Gilly inside. The knight in the flower armor- who had introduced himself as Ser Loras when they got on their steeds- was speaking with the two of them. Or rather, with Sansa while Gilly stood near her nervously.
Renly walked up to a long table, where several men were going over several pages of people who had entered the Tournament. He got one of the men's attention, and motioned for them to speak to the man.
"Go up one at a time. The price is three gold dragons, as you know. Tell him your name and he will give you a bag. I will explain it for you once you are done."
Jon was the first to go up, but not before he reached into his own pouch of money- Father had given it to him, calling it his first tax payment as lord of the Moat- and pulled out some dragons to hand to Ygritte and Arya.
Robb was admittedly a bit nervous about Arya competing. She may want to duel, but she was still his younger sister, and he felt the need to keep her safe.
Once Jon was finished, Robb walked up and had his own name added to the list, then handed his own Gold over to the man, getting his own bag in return.
Once they were all done, Renly and Loras escorted them to the Red Keep, where they were brought to a hallway designated for Noble Northerners to use during the tournament.
Sansa was gushing about the Red Keep, and even Arya and Ygritte were impressed by the size of the Castle.
Once they were inside, Renly began to explain the tournament's rules for them.
"First of all, there is to be no Dueling in the Red Keep. The Kingdoms still need to be run, so duelists participating will be barred from the Keep from an hour after Sunrise to an hour before Sunset."
He turned to Sansa and Gilly. "Lady Sansa, since you and your handmaiden are not participating, you have almost free reign to talk with any of the other ladies who came to support their families."
Renly then turned to the rest of them. "Now then, feel free to open your bags."
Robb untied him. It was a small pouch that fit in his palm, and he felt two things inside of it. After untying the string he pulled out two Gold Dragons. But where one side had Robert's face on it, the Dragon was not on the opposite side. In its place, was strange writing that everyone had seen before. Maester Luwin had theorized that it was similar to some far eastern writings the Citadel had records of.
The Attribute symbols of the cards. He had Earth and Light.
"There are six Attributes for Monster cards." Renly explained. "Each Gold Dragon has one. Far too many people are competing to hold a regular style tournament, so for the first six days, you will all need to gather every attribute."
Then, the Prince and Lord of Storm's End smirked. "Of course, since we are offering The Twins as the prize, you must gather TWO sets of Attributes, for a total of twleve Gold Dragons."
The Smile Robb had had on his face faded. He needed another ten of these to just enter the actual tournament. And so did all the others. Not just ten though. They had to be at least two copies of each.
"There is one other way though." Renly said. If you would instead find yourself accumulating the same Attribute, then just seven shall suffice."
Robb thought it over. Assuming complete victory in every duel, it would mean less duels total, but you would have to be more selective in choosing your opponent.
"Well then!" Renly said, friendly cheer returning to his face. "I suppose I shall be off. Good luck, just ask a servant for anything you need. The Tournament begins in three days."
With that, the Master of Laws left the Stark children and guests to their own agendas.
Robb turned to everyone. "So, what do you all have? Earth and Light." Robb held his two Dragons between his fingers, showing their Attributes.
"Dark and Water." Jon showed.
"Wind and Earth." Sam said.
"Fire and Dark." Ygritte said.
"Light and Water." Arya held hers up, a grin on her face.
Jon got a quizzical look on his face. He reached into his own deck and pulled a card out. "I suppose they do not consider Divine to be used enough to count." he said.
Robb looked over and saw he was looking at his Slifer Card. The one that killed the High Sparrow. Sure enough, where others had their attributes, Slifer had his own: Divine.
"Are there others with that Attribute?" Sam asked.
"I've never seen one." Robb said. "And this was in your FIRST deck?" He asked, still amazed Jon had never used it.
"Aye. Thought about removing it more times than I can think, just because it's so hard to summon, but I just couldn't. Till now."
Jon placed the card not back in his deck, but in his pocket.
Robb was surprised. "You sure? It's your strongest card."
Jon sighed. "Last time I used it, I fell unconscious from the strain it put on my body. I don't need it for just a tournament."
Robb shrugged. "Fair enough." He turned to the rest of them. "Let's all do our best, and we all at least try to survive each day."
ROBERT
SEPT OF BAELOR -3 DAYS LATER
"Sound the Bells." Robert bellowed out.
It was noon, and the tournament was all set to begin. Everyone had enough time to get to the Capital, and the rules had been explained to everyone. Now, it was time to start.
One of the Septons nodded, and rang the bells. Throughout the city, Duelists were all awaiting this command to begin.
The moment the Bell made the first clang, Robert's Duel Disk came into existence.
TOURNAMENT RULES ACKNOWLEDGED. ADAPTING TO ACCOMMODATE. UNABLE TO DUEL ANY NONPARTICIPANTS. DUEL DISK WILL NOT DISAPPEAR UNTIL NIGHTFALL.
Stannis, who had been standing next to him, looked at his own Duel Disk and turned to Robert.
"Did it ever cross your mind that this would happen?" Stannis asked, grinding his teeth.
"No… No It did not." Robert muttered.
This. This would complicate matters.
EDMURE
STREET OF STEEL
The bells of the Sept rang out as the Tournament officially began. The Message that had appeared was all the proof Edmure needed.
Edmure had made it to the city just two days ago. The first thing he had done upon reaching the Red Keep was escort their Dornish prisoner, Tyene Sand, to the dungeons, he honestly did not care for her. Between the Dornish war and Sparrow attacks, he imagined none of the other people in the city did either.
Now, all that mattered was making sure the Twins remained loyal to the Riverlands.
He looked at his own Attribute Dragons. Both Water. He had been told that they were all random, that everyone got a random bag, but two Water Dragons for the Trout just seemed to be mocking Edmure. It also put him at a disadvantage in getting the regular win, while giving him the edge for the secondary condition.
With nothing else to do, Edmure started walking around, looking for opponents. When they had learned that the Duel Disks would not disappear, they all ran in different directions in a panic.
"Ser Edmure!" A voice called out.
Edmure turned and saw a face that had once been common, but now was practically gone.
Where once Edmure would have struggled to put a name to the thin face and weak chin, there was no question who it was.
"Ser Cleos." Edmure acknowledged the Lord of House Frey. Even if he did wear nothing but Lions on his cloak.
As the middle aged knight ran up to him, panting on the way, Edmure felt pity for the man, losing an inheritance the moment he got it. But he also knew that if he took the Twins, the keep would be going to Casterly Rock instead of Rivverrun. A lord through such an unexpected tragedy. And now he was going to lose his ancestral keep as well.
"This whole thing is just a farce. The Twins belong to me, but no one in the Red Keep will listen. Uncle Tywin told me not to bother him, but even he has to see the injustice." Cleos started ranting at the Tully heir.
Edmure sighed. "Ser- Lord Cleos, if you truly think so strongly of this issue, then fight for it, just like everyone else here."
Cleos' face was suddenly wrapped in fear. "B-but Ser, It is just plain theft!"
"With the King's command behind it." Edmure pointed out. He held his Duel Disk up. Cleos had his own as well, so he was signed up for the tournament. 'You can either whine about it to whoever will listen, but I doubt the King would give you his ear, or you can try to earn it."
By this point, a crowd was beginning to form who had overheard Edmure. Excited at the prospect of the first Tournament battle of the area, they surrounded the two participants.
Seeing no way out without losing face, Cleos gulped and nodded his head. The two of them began walking away from each other.
"Just to make sure this is worth our while." Edmure showed his Gold Dragons. Two Water.
Ser Cleos gulped again, and showed his own Attributes. Dark and Earth.
"All right then! Let's Duel!" Edmure announced as their Duel Disks sprang to life.
E:4000 C:4000
"I will take the first move." Cleos announced as he drew.
"I play Double Summon, allowing me to bring both Destroyer Golem and Armored Lizard to the Field!"
On the left side of the field, a creature made of stone came to life, taking a roughly human shape. Except for its right arm, which had both gold adornments and appeared to be made of human muscle. To the right, a giant blue lizard with a green neck sprang to life, also about the size of a man. Both of them were equal in strength at 1500 Attack.
"I will finish off with a face down and end my turn." Cleos said.
Edmure drew. 'Decent start.' He thought as he looked at Cleos' field. 'Too bad they are identical in actual strength.'
"I summon Mermaid Knight in attack mode!"
Edmure played the monster, and soon a creature with the top half of a woman appeared, while the bottom half turned into a tail. purple hair flowed from her head, and a pair of swords were in her hands. He matched Cleos' monsters at 1500.
"Next, I play the field spell Umi!" Edmure announced.
Water seemed to emerge from the ground, turning the rectangular space between Edmure and Cleos into a miniature ocean.
"This field increases Mermaid Knight's attack by 200, and while it is on the field, she can attack twice. Now, destroy his golem and lizard!" Edmure yelled as the female knight of the ocean readied its blades.
Armored Lizard tried to charge, only for a blade to fly right into its jaw, and travel down its neck. Water turned green as lizard blood seeped into the field and the lizard sunk under the waves. Destroyer Golem tried to attack as well, only for its human arm to be sliced through the elbow. The blade that took the arm then severed its head from the statue's body, joining Armored Lizard in the depths of the field.
E: 4000 C: 3600
"With that, I end my turn with a face down." Edmure said as he played it.
"My move then." Cleos said as he drew. "And you fell for my plan!"
Edmure's eyes widened at the announcement.
"I activate my face down ritual spell, Emblem of the Awakening! I tribute my Faith Bird from my hand, I can summon Cú Chulainn the Awakened!"
A triqueta of silver appeared on the field, in it, was a center circle of a third red, blue and green. A blue bird the same size as Cleos flew from his hand and into the circle. As it entered, another monster came out. First came the spear, followed by the arm and body. The human monster had decent armor, a necklace with some symbols on it, and patterned cloth over his armor. On his forehead was a crystal of some kind.
He had only 500 attack points.
'That is far too weak.' Edmure thought to himself. 'What is he planning?'
"Now, I will activate his ability!" Cleos announced. "By removing a level four monster from the graveyard, I can increase his attack by theres. So Armored Lizard will be avenged!"
The spear took on a different appearance, getting longer and covered in Armored Lizard's scales. His attack shot upward to 2000.
"Now then, Cú will attack your lady knight!" Cleos yelled.
Cú ran up to Mermaid Knight. The mermaid tried to slash at him, only for the spear to skewer her arms, forcing her to drop the swords before the spear found its target in her heart.
E:3700 C:3600
"Ha!" Cleos exclaimed. "Now I will end my turn. And Cú's attack remains that high until my standby phase."
Edmure drew the top card of his deck. "My move then."
He scanned his hand. He did not have any monster that could take Cú on alone, but he was far from defenseless.
"I set a monster face down, and end my turn."
"My move then." Cleos drew. He had two cards in his hand, so his options should be limited.
Armored Lizard's scales disappeared from Cú's lance, returning the ritual monster to 500 attack points.
"I summon Takrimos in Attack Mode! Now your Umi empowers him as well."
A green sea serpent with blue fins and whiskers as thick as a rope appeared on the field. The water below it seemed to grow more violent as its attack rose up to 1700.
"Now, I activate Cú's ability again, removing Faith Bird from the graveyard to return him to 2000 attack points." Cleos explained.
Once again, Cú's lance changed, this time taking on a whitish blue feathery aesthetic along its length.
"Now then, Takrimos will destroy your monster, freeing Cú to attack directly!" Cleos ordered.
Takrimos dove into the water and swam over to the set monster, but when it went to slam its arm over it, a steel shield appeared and blocked it.
Holding the shield was a man in full plate armor, with a red cape flowing in the wind, and blondish hair billowing in the wind.
Unfortunately, Familiar Knight would be unable to withstand even a non-empowered Takrimos, and a second arm thrust broke the shield, letting Takrimos' mouth find Familiar Knight's exposed neck, ripping it out and turning that patch of water red.
"Familiar Knight has a special ability. When he is destroyed, we can both summon a level four monster in our hands. I choose Shocktapus, and Umi raises its attack to 1800." Edmure explained as he played it.
On the field came forth several pink tentacles from the water, and then Shocktapuses head emerged, more closely resembling a shark. From its nose came a long and barbed protrusion of steel.
"No matter. I can summon my own monster as well, and I choose my second Armored Lizard." Cleos said.
Once again, the man sized Lizard came forth.
"Now then, Cú will turn your Shocktapus into seafood! Then my Armored Lizard will attack directly."
Cú ran forward once again, sidestepping the steel barbed nose of Shocktapus, and driving his spear right into the sea monster's eye. As Shoctapus convulsed in its death throes, Armored Lizard ran up and slashed its claws at Edmure, which he blocked with his Duel Disk.
E: 2000 C: 3600
"I end my turn, and next you will fall." Cleos said, smugness growing in his voice.
"I would think twice about that. Your Spearman is having some trouble." Edmure said, pointing everyone's attention to the monster.
Tentacles shot out of the sea, restraining Cú and taking his spear away from him.
"W-whay?!" Cleos shouted, confused by what was going on.
"Shocktapus' ability. When he is destroyed, he becomes equipped to his killer, turning his attack to 0. And with no spell or traps to defend yourself, nor any special abilities, he is wide open." Edmure explained as he drew.
"Now then, I summon Unshaven Angler!"
A blue fish emerged from the water, It had a greenish beard, and its jaws made up the majority of its body. It stood at 1800 attack points thanks to Umi.
"But that is not all! I just drew this Spell card. Aqua Jet!" Edmure showed everyone.
A metallic board appeared, and floated itself over Unshaven Angler. On either side of the Monster's body were two cylinders with spinning blades inside them. His attack rose from 1800 to 2800.
"Now then, Unshaven Angler, destroy Cú!"
Water burst out from behind Aqua Jet, and sped Unshaven Angler towards the disarmed Spearman. Cú tried to dodge, but Shocktapus' tentacles kept him in place, allowing Unshaven Angler to relieve the man of his head. The rest of the body fell into the sea, turning even more of it red.
E: 2000 C: 800
"And with that, I end my turn." Edmure announced.
Cleos was now pale. He reached for his deck, but fumbled for a moment. It took the Frey three tries to peel the top card off of the deck.
"M-my turn." He said nervously. It was clear he had no idea what to do.
"I will change both of them into Defense Mode. And I end." Cleos said defeated.
"My move then." Edmure drew. He smirked as he looked at it. 'Perfect.'
"I summon my Spear Shark!"
A red Shark jumped out of the water, its nose having been replaced by a spear tip colored yellow.
"Now then, Angler will destroy Takrimos, and Spear Shark will end your Lizard!"
Angler shot forward once again, taking a bite out of Takrimos' head, while Spear Shark stabbed Armored Lizard's throat, ending them both."
"Now then, I end my turn." Edmure announced.
"I draw." Cleos said, still unsure of what to do. Any hope he could have had was taken at the sight of the card.
"...I set a monster and end my turn." Cleos muttered.
"And now it's back to me." Edmure said. He drew, but it mattered not.
"Spear Shark, destroy his face down!"
The red shark thrust forward, skewering the card and revealing it to be another Destroyer Golem.
E:2000 C: 300
"Now, Unshaven Angler, Finish this!" Edmure announced.
The large jawed fish swam forth, and bit right into Cleos' arm. He let out a scream of pain.
E: VICTOR C: DEFEAT
Cleos Frey fell to the ground. Landing on all fours, he started panting.
As the monsters faded and the crowd dispersed, Edmure walked through the field and towards the whimpering Frey.
"I'll be taking your Dragons now." Edmure said.
Ser Cleos reached his hand into his pocket, and pulled out the two gold coins.
For a moment, Edmure thought he could just jump up and run away, but he suddenly felt a weight in his outstretched hand. Looking at it, the coins were already there. A message appeared on his Duel Disk.
COINS OBTAINED. CLEOS FREY REMOVED FROM TOURNAMENT PARTICIPATION.
As the Frey continued to whimper, Edmure added the Dragons to his own.
"Nice job there Eddie!" Another voice called out.
Edmure turned and saw Ser Patrek. They had come to the Capital together, but had not seen each other all day.
"Thanks. Any luck on your end?" Edmure asked. Even if he did not win, so long as the Twins remained in Riverland hands, he would count it a victory.
Patrek smiled. "Unfortunately I was between you and Cleos. I lost to some merchant, but I only put one Dragon up, so I am still in."
Edmure found himself grinning. "Well, I suppose that is better than a complete loss."
"Sure is. Also, I couldn't help but notice something."
Edmure looked at him with trepidation. He figured if anyone would know it would be him.
"Which is?"
"The deck you are using. That's the one Lord Hoster forced you to use. Not the one you made yourself. Any reason?" Patrek asked.
Edmure cleared his throat and crossed his arms, trying to project an air of wisdom and authority. "Well, I am representing House Tully and the Riverlands. So, it may be more fitting to use such a deck."
"...You forgot your personal deck back at Riverrun, didn't you?" Patrek translated.
"...Perhaps." Edmure muttered.
AN: And Scene!
A lot to break down this chapter. But first, a question. Does this fic deserve an M Rating? Have I lived up to that, or do you think that I should lower it to T?
Moving on, first we have Viserys and Arianne. Viserys is still wary of her because they appear out of the blue with no way to help him, demanding that he go and fight. Arianne meanwhile is still emotional due to her family's fate, and Doran's inability to teach her how to politick shows. And at the same time, Jaehaerys and Maegor give commentary.
Next up, we have the arrival of Team Stark. From the perspective of Robb. I don't really use him much, so I thought I would give him the spotlight this chapter. We also have Renly go and meet them and an official rundown of the rules. As some of you guessed, the Gold Dragons are the tournament's version of Star Chips or Locator Cards. And I could not decide on which of the two ways to do it, so I had both.
A small scene of Robert and Stannis as the tournament rules get accepted by the Duel Disks, which they probably should have expected, but did not.
Finally we have the duel. I really wanted to get started, so I may have rushed past other characters joining. I may do flashback scenes or just exposition for how Tywin, Willas or Mya got here.
As for Cleos, he was just a throwaway character for this, so I basically just copied a low level deck from Duel Links. Probably gonna do that for several minor duels.
And we end with a funny moment with Edmure revealing that he forgot his regular deck at Riverrun, and is forced to use the one Hoster crafted for him.
Next chapter, we continue the tournament, and I may go past the pattern of 4 chapters per story. Depends how I handle the rest.
Until then, good luck with life, stay safe, and I will see you all next chapter.
Jaehaerys Joestar