The flames show a large land with trees and rivers and lakes. On that fertile land hundreds of small explosions can be seen as many a battle was happening. The sounds of swords clashing, muskets firing, spells being cast and men and women screaming of war and death. In the end grieving for their dead comrades.
To the mothers of the room, Catelyn and Cersei this acted as an alarm. They tried to cover the ears and eyes of their children to save their innocence, well Cersei covered Jofferys ears while Catelyn brought Arya and Brandon closer to her but her husband stopped her and shook his head.
"They won't be kids forever Catelyn they will listen, they must listen I won't have my children be coddled anymore." she reluctantly nodded and let her kids go as they listened to the sounds.
"By the Gods can you imagine being in a battle that big Jon, it makes the Trident look like kids fighting." said Robert as he waved for a servant to bring him wine.
"I feel like you're right but what could force a war of that scale, those explosions are tiny since we're looking at them from up high. I scarcely want to imagine how big they are up close." Jon Arryn exclaimed as he watched the explosions go off one after another.
"It has been a long and bloody month since the fall of the twelfth Everchosen Asvar Khul, The marauding warriors of Chaos still strike deep into the heart of the empire. Magnus the Pious, now crowned emperor of the Empire of Man, does everything he can to fight against the tide. But the very true threat that stirs even now will take something more than the lives of the soldiers of the Empire, the steel of blacksmiths, the magic of elves, and the gunpowder cannons of the dwarves. It will take courage and strength and a tidal wave of heroes' blood."
As the aged voice that spoke volumes of wisdom trailed off the men slowly came back to reality. Ned was slowly brought back due to surprisingly enough his wife Catelyn, as she had seen him get like this and time and again brought him back. Tis something you could say she had mastered.
"Who was that talking and what did he mean?" Tommen asked his sister. who looked at him and shrugged also wondering, but it was Arya who answered.
"I don't know but he sounds old" she said but her sister just gave her a look of anger in her mind she shouldn't be speaking she should be quiet and silent like the grave like her mother and her.
Across from them, sitting in their own little tent as a servant brought them something to eat and drink for the representatives of the Seven who were one were speaking with one another.
"What do you make of this heathen devilry?" asked the old septa.
"In truth I see it as a gateway, if magic has returned then the world will change and if the heirs return in good health, we will be able to learn more and further the Seven will." said the wise High Septon.
"You think we will be able to learn from the heirs, they could've been corrupted to spread heathenry. That's ignoring that they have a Greyjoy and bastard amongst them?" the old septa added.
"I believe in them, look at who was taken and tell me what you think the Stark brood, Robbs mother is from a good house and the Tyrells and Samwell Tarly all are from good Andal stock. Chivalrous blood runs in them and on top of that it's five there are still two more left". The High Septon said.
"You think the Seven did this?" asked the old septa.
"Who else I will never try and view the minds of the Gods nor will I ever say that this heathen god, this so called lord of light did this but when a plan is laid out in front of me I can see it as clear as day we will see two more heirs I'm sure of it." said the High Septon.
As she stated this the flames changed again to show a group of men on horses, going down a long cobblestone road in the city of Talabheim, the sun was high in the sky and the clouds were rolling by slowly. The three men were being led by a very handsome young man. By the looks of it he wore a mix of white and blue armor, and in his hand was a brown wooden staff with a green emerald at the top. He was sitting on a brown horse, looking like he reached his destination and not far from him were three young men.
The first of the three is dressed in gray velvet cloth and blue embroidery, and iron plate armor with a silver dire wolf on the chest, chainmail can be seen under the clothing, meaning it is armor-like and made for long distances. His shoulders had a pair of matching pauldrons and his bracers he had a silver wolf etched onto them, with twin golden swords criss crossed below the wolf.
He can be seen carrying a sword that is strapped to his hip and it looks finely made for a man his age. A kite shield of fine detail can be spotted hanging on his back with a leather strap connecting to opposite sides of the shield, making it easier for him to carry.
The young man's features are then shown, he is a man with long auburn hair and a beard that is slowly growing in, his blue eyes can be seen and his attire seems to have further brought out his eyes.
Making contact with the area around him, he appears to be in shock of awe at the sight. It was a large hustling and bustling city markets stalls were open as men and woman went about their business ignoring the four men.
As soon Ned and Catelyn saw the young man in the flame or what Renly began calling 'the dragon stone'. They knew the young man is their son Robb Stark, something Sansa also noticed.
"Is that Robb?" Sansa nervously asks her father.
She barely remembers her older brother, but seeing his auburn hair and blue eyes that are like her own and their mother, Sansa had a feeling the young man in the flames is her brother.
Lord Stark nods to his daughter, for he can see some of his Stark features in his firstborn son, though the Tully colouring nearly hid it completely.
"Aye Sansa, that is Robb. He is built like your uncle Brandon," Ned answers his firstborn daughter.
"Gods, Ned, that son of yours looks like a true warrior," King Robert compliments his friend.
Catelyn could not but cry upon seeing her son for the first time in years.
"He has grown so much since I last saw him," Catelyn said sadly once she saw her firstborn son.
"That he has Cat, that he has," Ned says as well, agreeing with his wife.
The second man behind him is dressed in lighter clothing and armour as his friend before him, however, unlike the man in front of him, his clothing colors are black and gold. He had a yellow kraken in blue waters with a green boat on top of the waters and the kraken just beneath it was on a black leather jerkin with a black long sleeved yellow cape and black boots, gloves and arm guards. His weapons include a thinner blade then Robbs it was a iron rapier with gold hand guards and a smaller thinner kite shield than Robb's, on his kite shield though is the same sigil as robb has and then young man is seen with a set of daggers, strapped to his side, meaning he is a fencer. As well as having dark hair and eyes, and has a smirk of arrogance. As he rode on his chestnut brown horse.
"That's Theon!" Asha yells out to her father.
Balon looked unimpressed by his last living son, he looks both disappointed and disgusted by how his son is dressed.
"He is no son of mine, a true ironborn wouldn't dress as he does. He has forgotten his roots!" Balon spat back to his daughter with venom in his voice.
Ned Stark however defends Asha and takes her side. "You have lost two of your sons because of your stupid rebellion Greyjoy, and yet you have no love or regard for your last living son?" Ned said rather bluntly.
Only for the disgraced Lord of the Iron Islands to scoff at him.
"I'll father more sons once this is over! The ironborn will never follow him, such a disappointment. I bet he didn't even pay the iron price for that pretty bow and sword!" Balon fired back at Lord Stark and mocking his son's weapons.
Lyanna Mormont is about to bring out her sword once Balon insulted her liege Lord, only for Lord Stark to stop her with a simple hand gesture from making a scene, though Tyrion saw this and smiled.
"You are a good man, Lord Stark, if your bannerman are so eager to defend you, even towards the slightest insult towards you." Tyrion said to him with an impressed tone in his voice.
LLyanna Mormont could be seen glaring at both Balon and Asha, it was well known of the hatred the people of Bear Island have towards the ironborn and Lyra is known in the North to be just as loyal to the Stark as her mother and older sisters, even the smallest insults are threats to the Starks in her eyes.
The flames show the third man, he is by far the most handsome out of the three, with long light brown hair in ringlets, golden-brown eyes and like Robb, he has a look of amazement at the sight before him. He is not as broad shoulders as Robb Stark, but slightly more than Theon Greyjoy, and seems to have more experience riding a horse given how natural he is riding it. For his light armor is meant for long distances, the colors are yellow and orange, he wore a yellow robe and hood with a orange shirt and silver chain mail beneath it with brown gloves and boots, he also carried different weaponry though on his side were vials of some sort of blue potion and in his hands was a long golden yellow colored glaive staff at the end of it was a arrow shaped spear tip while at the other end was are glowing gem with rose inside of it. Including his hood, which has a long rose throne wrapped around it and coming to the head of the rose on top of his hood.
"That's Loras!" Garlan said towards his father and grandmother.
Mace Tyrell gasps in relief from seeing his youngest son, Olenna looks happy to see her youngest grandson.
"Thank the Seven, Loras is alive!" Mace proudly said.
"Interesting, Lord Stark's son and Lord Greyjoys son, seem to have been raised in one kingdom. While Loras must have been raised by another kingdom of some kind." Tyrion Lannister said aloud.
Making everyone turn to him, however, he was not alone for his comment, for the Blackfish agreed with the Queen's brother.
"You are correct Lord Tyrion, Robb Stark and Theon Greyjoy seem to be loyal to a kingdom whose main fighting style seems to be sword and kite shield while Loras seems to have been raised in a different kingdom that armor is light but those robes and that staff spear weapon is extremely well made." The Blackfish adds, amazed at the helmet's design. Though the sigils remind him of House Blackwood and Bracken respectively.
The flame continues to show the four entering the city, where the people barely noticed their presence.
"Why are we here Ilimitar?" Robb Stark said in his rough northern accent. 'Ilimitar' smiles at the young man's question and answers him.
"We are here in Talabheim to regroup young Robb while The Everchosen is dead but there are still dangers lurking the land and while Magnus is trying to reconstitute the empire we have another matter to attend to" 'Ilimitar' answers Robb.
Loras is amazed by the sights and smells of the city, you never would have guessed that months ago people were running for their lives or soldiers were fighting literal deamons.
"To think we nearly lost due to a mad fanatic, but what dangers are there Chaos cults aren't the witch hunters hard at work striking them down?" Loras quipped to the group.
The young man now known as Ilimitar seems to chuckle at Loras' comment. "Indeed young Loras, the witch hunters are hard at work but they can only be in one place at a time and their numbers are few. After what I have seen will take more than their might " Ilimitar says to Loras.
"So why are we here? Why don't we just go out and help the witch hunters who are in need of aid. Why don't we help, Myrddin tell me!?" Theon asked in a somewhat whiny manner.
"They are not so much as in need of aid as more along the lines stubborn and suspicious fools, no we need true heroes to do this, and beyond that, there is another who sees like me he has gathered the others but he sent me a message that they will be late." Ilimitar said to Theon, though a bit harsh in tone.
The people of Westeros seem to be in shock at how highly the three young men think of the young man.
"What is he?" Arya asks around.
With everyone just as confused as she is, Bran however chose to take a guess.
"Maybe he's a wizard, he has those weird robes and a staff " Bran said to his sister.
Surprisingly Tyrion overheard this and joined in the matter.
"Perhaps you're right, Bran Stark about this Myrddin." Tyrion says confidently to Bran.
The young boy and acting heir of Winterfell smiles at his comment, though Sansa thought otherwise.
"He can't be a wizard, magic isn't real." Sansa said to her younger brother.
"The red woman just used magic in front of us idiot!" Arya fires back towards her older sister.
Before the two sisters could start bickering, Ned Stark turns his head towards them.
"Sansa and Arya Stark! we are in front of guests." Ned's strong and firm voice caught their ears.
Both girls stopped what they were doing and sat down in shame, Robert laughs at seeing the scene.
"By the gods, Ned, you didn't even have to raise your damn voice at them!" Robert praising his best friend.
Another conversation was going on between Jaime and Petry.
"Who is this Asvar Khul fellow and how was he a fanatic." asked Jaime and shrugged
"All men will seek some sort of God to speak to, maybe this Asvar Khul found some that listened and he became their puppet." Petry said as he sipped his wine.
"I have seen fanatics, sometimes they visit my whorehouse and other times they preach their mindless fanaticism out in Flea Bottom to the poor. Either way, I pay them no mind but maybe I should now." he said as he made a mental note to start paying a small mind of attention to them.
Jaime nodded, maybe that was it. Who knows all he knew was that deep down this Asvar Khul, brought an unknown fear into him.
They soon came to a section of Talabheim where the halflings and gnomes of the world gathered. It was virtually a miniature world for them in the city. A home away from home if you will, it was known as the Moot. The entrance to the picturesque land was a small stone bridge, above the bridge was a sign that had a halfling on the right in a cooking hat and white apron. Holding a mug of beer and a pie, and a gnome on the left holding a screwdriver wearing goggles and a black apron. Below them it said welcome as they walked in. Loras smiled as he was amazed by the culture and seemed to chuckle at one halfling grabbing a piece of food over kissing a woman. It reminded him of his dear father.
The halflings and gnomes seemed to recognize Ilimitar right away as many halflings and gnomes smiled and waved at his arrival.
"Welcome young lords to the Moot home of the Small people of the world well small in body but ginormous in heart and spirit." said Ilimitar Theon was laughing a little at seeing a gnome and Halfling having a pie eating contest as they walked the small children begin running towards the man.
"Ilimitar, did you bring fireworks?" A young girl asks him.
Ilimitar sadly shook his head towards her. "I am sorry, I am here to visit an old friend. I will bring the fireworks next time I return." Ilimitar sadly gently answers the little girl.
"Fireworks like in Yi-Ti?" Jaime asks around.
Everyone was confused as the Kingslayer on the comment, though it became clear to the Starks that Ilimitar can be trusted given how these 'halflings and gnomes' respect him and the children adore him like a grandfather.
"At least we know he is a good person if these halflings love him." Catelyn says to her husband.
"That he is, I wonder why Robb, Theon and Lord Tyrell's son are with him." Ned said to his lady wife.
Randyll Tarly, however, looked annoyed and didn't want to be in the Dragonpit and the only reason he is staying in the Dragonpit is that the King hasn't allowed them to leave, he bitterly chose to stay.
Despite the children being saddened by the answer, they seem happy either way and are in shock of the three men behind him, some of them spotting Robb's sword, Theon's rapier and Loras' helm and glaive.
"Where are you from?" A little boy asks Robb.
The young Stark smiles at the halfling's question and answers him.
"I hail from Altdorf, which is in the Empire of Man. I was a soldier for the Emperor's army, Ilimitar invited me and my dear friend Theon here on a journey," Robb said in a friendly manner. The boy smiles in awe at Robb's answer, before turning to Theon.
"Are you from the empire too?" The boy asked again. "I am," Theon said proudly. "While not a front line soldier like Robb here. I was a duelist for the empires army,"
"What's that?" the small child asked then lightly chuckled at the curiosity.
"We attacked the bad men at the side, while Robb hits the bad men in the front."
A loud chorus of 'ohhhhhh' went throughout the small group as Ilimitar was smiling.
"But Ilimitar invited us for a journey and we wanted to see the rest of the Old World." Theon said again.
An old halfling spots Theon and comes shily."My boy please eat this pie, you are thin as bones. You can't work on an empty stomach."
"Eat up Greyjoy, you bundle of bones!" Robb japed at Theon.
Theon glares at him but take the pie thankfully with a smile. "Thank you kind sir! All this traveling has made me famished."
A little girl turns to Loras and spots his robes. "That's a pretty robe," She chirped to Loras. Making Loras smile at her question and bend down to allow her to touch it.
"It is a gift from my foster father, Archmage Khadgar of Kirin Tor. I was to be his replacement on the Kirin Tor as one of the council of six, which is a council of archmages of the Kirin Tor, then Ilimitar passed by and invited me to come along with him on his journey here." Loras answers the little girl.
Once he finished speaking, the children left and returned to their parents, Loras couldn't help but admire how lovely and peaceful the Moot was.
Something Ilimitar noticed and smiled at Loras' expression.
"Halflings and gnomes are quite passive and friendly. They like keeping to themselves during times of peace. Many do leave their original homes and often not for long. Not many come here either as for some reason the halflings have gained a scrutiny of being thieves and the gnomes have a scrutiny of being cold blooded hard heads, the rumors though I only believe began during times of war I have seen squadrons of gnome walkers destroy whole orc strongholds in fits of rage and halfling rogues disappear in the dark as if they were born in it, but in a way you three are one of the first non-halflings or gnomes to come to the moot on this side of Talabheim in a very long time." Ilimitar said to Loras, as well as Robb and Theon.
The sight of the moot was simple in the eyes of the highborn in the Dragonpit, but Tyrion couldn't help and feel amazed as Loras is on the Halflings and gnomes.
"Shame, I didn't get to be in The Old World," Tyrion said in disappointment. Jaime saw how envious Tyrion was and only pats his brother's back.
"The Old World does sound intriguing, brother. Who knows? It's never too late to find out." Jaime assures his brother.
Something Tyrion smiles at his brother for, just as Myrcella spoke up. "The Moot does seem like a lovely place, doesn't it, uncle Tyrion." She said to her uncle.
Tommen innocently stood up and said the same.
"Same here, uncle, maybe it'll show the Kirin Tor and Altdorf." Tommen adds.
Jon Arryn was puzzled a little, it was something that Robert noticed and anything that puzzled Jon was something to worry about.
"What's on your mind Jon I know that look anywhere?"
"Two things really. What kind of force would make the peaceful halflings and Gnomes go into war and who is this Asvar Khul fellow?"
"Why is it important? He's dead isn't he I mean that voice earlier said it."
Jon Arryn nodded as he looked at the flames. Robert was smart when it came to all matters about war and diplomacy. How to start,prevent and fight one but on any other matter he lacked the will and motivation to do anything.
The four are now standing outside a tavern, allowing their horses to take a break after Ilimitar had paid for them to be tended to at a small stable that is in ownership to the local stable boy.
"Where are we heading to Ilimitar?" Loras asks this time. "We are here to see a gnome I have known for some time, his name is Aldon Lacklan. He lives in and owns this tavern named The Laughing Snail, he will give us a large conference room and board," Ilimitar said to Loras.
Robb and Theon nod at Ilimitar's answer and they continue following him into the tavern to continue the journey. Only to find a small line and busy tavern full of soldiers of the Empire, that were laughing and drinking along with gnomes and halflings. Robb and Theon we're smiling as the looked at their fellow men.
"Hay Robb remember the night before we were in battle at Pragg?"
"I remember you trying to talk to that maid and getting shot down then." said Loras
"Yeah 'because of you pretty boy, anyway remember what I mean Robb?"
"Yeah the men were terrified, none had faced this many raiders or daemons before, and neither had we hell we didn't even know they existed."
"I think we did pretty good for ourselves considering we were facing the literal hordes of hell."
"True, I'm not doubting our abilities. it's just what I'm trying to say is that while the men were scared as hell. I remember Captain Falric bring us out of our funk and hours later we were just like this laughing."
Robert was smiling and then he turned to Ned. "Ned it seems your boy has been blooded and if what that Tyrell had said was true the hosts of hell couldn't kill him."
Ned smiled as he looked at Robert pride bursting from him in his voice as he said "He's from the North ice and the fury of wolves runs through his veins, daemons won't even come close to beating him."
Robert looked at him and started laughing. "I suppose so hahaha!"
Further away Theons sister was talking to their father trying to get him to accept then but with no luck whatsoever.
"Father didn't you see Theon was in a battle his first one and he survived against deamons aren't you proud?"
"Bah any ironborn could of done what he did, hell a true ironborn would've made those deamons bow to him, that boy is a failure!"
Asha sighed as she went back to watching the flames her cold-hearted father would have to be dealt with later.
The flames change to focus on the three boys as they stand begin their wizard friend.
"Robb, Theon what was the number of kills you guys had?"
"48 my friend!"
"37, only cause I had to save Robb twice and he stole my kills what about you Loras!"
"53, looks like Theon is buying the drinks!"
Within minutes the four finally arrive at the front of the line. The counter had two large rectangular plant post with green grass and on the right yellow tulips on the right purple tulips Loras Tyrell smiled, a yellow flower that reminds him of Highgarden.
"Reminds me of Highgarden." Loras said softly as if it were a whisper. Sitting on a chair writing in a ledger, and smoking a brown wooden pipe, sits a gnome in a yellow vest and brown trousers round circular glasses, and black straight hair with some feathers in it. Loras is about to ask Ilimitar something, but before he could speak, the man gives Loras a simple nod. Confirming to them, the gnome in front of them is indeed Aldon Lacklan.
The trio stood behind Ilimitar as he walked up to the counter, as Ilimitar approaches the gnome. Who has his eyes focused on the ledger saying math problems out loud Ilimitar cleared his throat when he was ignored he did it again, the trio in the back were chuckling while Ilimitar was trying to get the gnomes attention.
"Seventeen plus three equals twenty so that's this week's rent for them now then they have."
Ilimitar sighed and waved his hand causing the numbers on the page to fly off and form into an ink butterfly that briefly flies in the air, before hitting Aldon in the glasses covering them in ink.
Sputtering briefly as he rubbed the ink off his glasses and looked up to spot Ilimitar, along with Robb, Theon and Loras at the front of his counter.
Just as the inkfell on the ledger book it turned into letters revealing a title.
'The War Of Realms.'
Everyone at the Dragonpit was speechless of witnessing what Ilimitar just did, turning numbers and ink into a butterfly, while Bran, Arya, Lyanna, Tommen and Myrcella were in awe of it.
Despite the fact minutes ago, Melisandre used magic on a stone that allows them to see through the other realm, or used said magic to heal Shireen Baratheon's face from greyscale.
"I knew he's a wizard," Bran said proudly, jumping off his seat.
Arya couldn't keep the grin off of her face upon seeing how her little brother is, Tyrion included.
"That you did Bran Stark, I bet Ilimitar can do far more than just turn smoke into a butterfly," Tyrion compliments Bran. Bran turns to his father and mother, the former is smiling at his son's reaction.
"It's alright Bran, you were right. He truly is a wizard," Ned Stark assures his son.
Tyrion again turns to Bran and begins talking to the young boy.
"Curious to see where this is going, wouldn't you agree Bran Stark?" He says to Bran with fascination in his voice.
"I wonder where if we'll see other places of this Old world," Bran replies to Tyrion, making the half-man smile and give a nod of approval.
Once they saw the title, it brought confusion to most of the room.
"Did it say 'The War Of The Realms'?" Bran asked with disbelief.
"It did," Tyrion answered politely.
"I wonder why?" Arya asked.
Tyrion heard this and simply shrugs his shoulders.
"Who knows, Arya Stark, maybe they will be involved in one?" Tyrion responds.
Once Aldon regains his composure, he looks up to Ilimitar, Robb, Theon and Loras.
"Good evening to the young masters to the Laughing Snail tavern! If you are looking for room and board we have it a plenty with many man sized beds and rooms and we have very good food and as you can see great hearty spirits!" He greets the wizard and company as he gestures to the rowdy people in the Tavern.
"What do you mean? Do you mean to say that Aldon Lacklan, the one known as the hell walker of the Mountain doesn't like me anymore, or do you mean that our friendship was so good that he wishes to restart it over again, whether I want to or not? Or perhaps you mean to say Aldon Lacklan doesn't remember his old friend Ilimitar? Or perhaps you are simply saying that Aldon Lacklan simply wishes to forget me and make up to me by calling me a lord?" Ilimitar replies.
Theon is seen struggling to contain his laughter, Loras is stunned at what Ilimitar just said, while Robb had a grin on his face.
Amazed at how many meanings the wizard has brought up, just by some words said to him.
Aldon Lacklan looks confused at first, before finally focusing his attention on Ilimitar.
"Umm I beg your pardon but all wait no none of them wait no two of them wait a minute three at once, I suppose yes no maybe?" He responds slowly failing to be quiet sure and very confused.
Tyrion is bursting with laughter at the scene they just saw, Bran began laughing at Tyrion's laughter and Arya joins suit, Tommen and Myrcella are seen struggling to contain their own.
Cersei looks down on her two youngest children and sneers at them.
"Don't laugh at such petty things, you are royalty," She firmly said to them.
Making both children stop laughing out of fear towards their mother, Jaime noticed the smirk on Cersei once both children stopped, only for Joffrey to mock them.
"You truly think anyone would want to marry you, Myrcella if you keep behaving like a damn child. Maybe you should ask that old septa over there how is it to live in a septry?" Joffrey said, mocking his little sister.
Robert turns to his heir and glared at him, one look from the King made Joffrey cower behind Cersei.
"Watch your tone boy, she's your sister, have some respect or I'll send your spineless hide to the Wall, do you hear me!" Robert threatens Joffrey.
Joffrey nods fearfully towards his father as Robert gives Myrcella a wink, making her smile before turning his eyes to Cersei.
"They're young, woman if they want to laugh. Let them bloody laugh, the last thing we need for is that precious Myrcella ends up like you," Robert said to Cersei rather harshly.
Jon Arryn noticed Ned even chuckled at Ilimitar's meanings towards Aldon, smiling knowing at least one of his former wards isn't as bitter or changed entirely.
After noticing Ilimitar is staring at him for a few moments, Aldon decides to speak. Not quiet sure what to say.
"Can I help you?" He says uncomfortably towards the wizard. While his hands fidgeted with the ledger. Still not recognizing the wizard.
"Well, that remains to be seen, my old friend it hasn't been that long to where you forgot about me is it Steel walker."
Aldon froze as he readjusted his glasses once more to get a better look at the wizard and a look of recognition went onto his face.
"To think I had lived to be 'Good evening' by the former commander of the gnome walker second squadron maybe that chaos knight did get to close," Ilimitar said to Aldon.
Robb, Theon and Loras were caught off guard by Ilimitar briefly raising his voice, making them look as if they are the ones being scorned.
Seeing the conversation got some people invested in what's going on.
Olenna Tyrell couldn't help but laugh at her grandson looking scared when the wizard raised his voice, the Queen of Thorns knew the old wizard is not entirely what he claims to be.
"Something is off about the wizard, he is hiding something." Olenna said aloud.
Mace turns to his mother, stopping his brief conversation with his son Garlan.
"You think so, mother?" He said in a concerning manner.
"I know so, he is hiding something. I haven't been around this long when someone is playing you." Olenna said to her oaf of a son.
"Think of the buisness opportunities that could be developt in this Old World. Many a way an ambitious and talented person can rise."Lord Petyr mummers quietly.
Renly turns to his niece Shireen, who looked rather lonely and a simple head nudge from Davos encouraged the Lord of Storm's End to talk to her.
"What do you think of this Old World, my niece?" Renly said to his niece in a curious voice.
Shireen smiles at her uncle and answers him.
"I know it's only a small part of what we saw uncle. It seems lovely, the Moot's grass is nothing like I've seen before. What about you, uncle?" She said to him.
Renly is quite impressed with her comment and decides to respond.
"A smart part of this new world indeed, it is beautiful. Reminds me of Highgarden, would be interesting to adventure there." Renly said confidently to his niece.
Stannis looks disappointing towards his brother and daughter but chose to say nothing.
"What?" Aldon asks as he sees Ilimitar smirking at him and the three men behind him barely holding in their laughs.
"You've changed, and not entirely for the better, Aldon Lacklan." Ilimitar says. Aldon looks further confused and begins to feel like he is missing something. This went unnoticed to Robb, while Theon and Loras just kept watching the wizard and the gnome talk.
"I'm sorry, do I know you because you look very familiar?" Aldon says to Ilimitar in confusion. "Well, you know my name. Although you don't remember I belong to it. It's me Ilimitar I was with you during the battle of the well of Mount Hyjal when that fool Illidan created another well and during the battles there afterwards." Ilimitar answers Aldon. Soon as Ilimitar answered Aldon, his eyes widened.
"Ilimitar by my beard and cogs it is you my old friend oh the ages have been great to you" Theon and Robb and Loras smile as the old friends reunite and begin to catch up.
"Forgive me my old friend this brain at big like it use to be."
"No, I believe it is last time I saw it a pebble was bigger." there was a short pause as the two broke out laughing
"Ahh then the gods have given me good fortune then last time I remember a small magician that couldn't even summon a sphere of water."
"I'll have you know I could do that."
"And I suppose you getting wet was intended."
"Only because your small brain distracted me had me wondering how a short being with a large skull could have such a tiny brain."
"Showboat."
"Short stack."
"Wanna be magician."
"Child imitator."
"Scatterbrained fake wizard."
"...You dirty little, go back to the mines!"
"You mean the one between your mothers legs?"
The two friends broke out in laughter at the jabs they gave each other and the gnome walked around the counter and gave the wizard a hug.
Arya, Bran and Lyanna begin snickering too upon hearing Ilimitar and Aldon back and forth.
Catelyn shook her head at their laughter, while Ned only seemed to let out a chuckle at seeing his two younger children have some fun.
Even the King laughs at Ilimitar and the gnome's jokes and comments, Jon Arryn looked worried when the King had to stop laughing when he seems to have a struggle breathing with his face red with laughter.
"I'm fine Jon, not gonna die by laughing myself to death, but you must admit it would be intresting for the maesters in the future. How did the Demon of the Trident, the first Andal King of a United Westeros die? By laughing." Robert assures his Hand.
Ilimitar turns to Robb, Theon and Loras.
"Where are my manners, Aldon. Allow me to introduce you to Robb Stark, Theon Greyjoy and Loras Tyrell." Ilimitar introduces the trio.
Said trio takes turns shaking Aldon's hand.
"Pleasure to meet you three, the Moot doesn't get many foreign visitors outside of tired city guards and soldiers on their way to another fort or outpost." Aldon says to them.
"You have a lovely and lively tavern, Aldon." Robb says to Aldon.
His northern accent caught the gnome off guard, but Robb noticed his shocked expression right away.
"It's a long story, Aldon." Robb assures the gnome. Ilimitar saw the interaction and turned to Aldon yet again.
"I need to ask you a favor, Aldon. I have other matters to attend to. But I cannot bring them with me, not without raising suspicion, they have been traveling all day and need a rest.
I am sure, they would tell some interesting stories about themselves, we should already have a room under the name Erius." Ilimitar says to Aldon. The gnome began to search through his ledger of names soon he found it.
"Ahhh yes he came in a few days ago and rented three nights for seven people and the basement grounds you, go carry out your business and i'll see to their rooms my friend." Aldon said, giving in and allowing the trio to follow him up the stairs of his tavern.
Causing the trio to follow when they entered the Hallways. None of them noticed Ilimitar used the bottom of his staff to etch a strange rune on the door of the tavern before leaving. Especially the drunk men outside singing.
After seeing Aldon allow the trio to enter his Tavern and their room, it got people thinking about what Ilimitar meant.
"You are indeed right about Ilimitar, he truly is hiding something." Tyrion says to the Queen of Thorns.
"Of course I am right, but I am curious about what this wizard is up to. The wizard is most likely going to send others to this tavern, he is dead set on making this adventure happen but why is the question." Olenna said.
Bran turns to his father with worry."You don't think the adventure is going to be dangerous is it, father?" Bran nervously asks him.
Ned places his hand on his son's shoulders.
"I hope not Bran, I do not know of this Old Realm nor this adventure, Ilimitar plans on taking your brother, I have faith in your brother to return to us Bran, he will return home." Ned said honestly to his son.
Bran smiles at his father and appears to have been cheered up by his words."Thank you, father." He said to his father.
Arya looks around the Dragonpit."What did the wizard put on the door?" She asks around.
"Will you shut up!" Sansa replies to her sister.
Before the sisters can argue, Tyrion coincidentally steps in.
"If I were a betting man, I believe Ilimitar is using it as a way for his potential allies to gather at The Laughing Snail. Let's hope that the tavern has enough food in his stock rooms." Tyrion says to Arya.
Making the Stark girl smile at the imp, something Ned seems to have been the same.