How much would the game of thrones change if a man from modern day Europe was inserted just after Robert's rebellion by the old gods with 3 wishes and the mission to help the north and the world win the long night.

Chapter 1

My story started much like any other like this with me meeting my end doing something heroically out of character by saving a mother and two children from being run down by a large delivery truck that ran a red light and bang nothing but blackness till I wake up and find myself in the presence of about a dozen old looking trees with faces on them. It takes me about 10 minutes to calm down and realize there are voices being spoken in a language I don't understand and another 2 min to realize its the trees talking to each other when all the talking stops and they address me "Welcome Michael Williams, we the old gods have chosen you as out champion of sorts to help save our world and people from the long night that approaches''

Michael responds with as much courage as he can muster "What do you mean by champion? What's the long night? And where am I?"

The voices answer "We have chosen you to lead and change what will and what has already happened, the long night is the long winter that freezes the world over and kills all living things and brings the dead with it and lastly you are between worlds while we decide when and how you will appear in our world."

Michael looks around again slightly less confused and with a little more clarity, and asks the trees what help he is going to get to do what they demand and they offer him three requests or wishes.

Michael "Ok so I get three requests that you can fulfil if not too difficult to implement, Hmmm. Ok for my first request I want 4 full roman legions and their families and not late roman empire legions that are full of auxiliaries but 4 legions of prime roman legionaries from Rome during its heyday and to make it plausible they will have been sent by the emperor or senate to make a new colony which is why they have there families."

Old Gods "We can make that happen but the ships you will arrive on will be in need repair and barely afloat and some will not be able to be repaired and to make you being the leader plausible we will place you as the Governor that has been chosen for the new colony being put in charge of both military and civilians. What's your second request."

Michael "My second request is that when I get assigned a fiefdom in the north as I imagine that's the plan as from what I know of the show that where all your power is based and where you would want me to be to strengthen your hold on it. I want a decent sized gold vein for me and my people to mine to help fund my plans to strengthen the north and pay for what i imagine will be an expensive undertaking."

"We can do that" replied the old gods "Your last request"

"I want to be highly skilled in both swordsmanship and horsemanship to help lead my armies" replied Michael

Old gods "That is easy we will put in your mind the skills necessary and imprint the necessary muscle memory. Now that has been sorted we will transition you to just after Robert's rebellion with your fleet approaching Westeros from the west, we would advise you to ignore the Iron Islands and land straight in the north. We will put you in the body of someone a little older than you are now but will have your looks, if you ever need to speak to us go to a god's wood and pray to the Weirwood tree and we will we communicate with you through your mind if we deem it worthy of our interference, so go forth our champion and bring victory in the name of the old gods."

At that point everything went black again and a lot of new memories entered my mind from a life I didn't live at a time that was centuries in the past in my world but now it's my past, present and future. When I wake up again all I head is shouts about sails and lines and look around the small room I'm in and see nothing substantial apart from Armor that would not be out of place in one of the old roman fort museums that are scattered all over Europe and a sword with shimmering patterns on it that I now remember being my families sword that my ancestor found washed up on a beach some time during his youth and was proven to be of better grade metal than the Iron provided at the time and that I now know is Valyrian steel. I now know why it is tougher than any other sword he had ever owned and became the head of house's sword for the Angelo family. Lastly, I notice several locked sea chests in the corner that I know from my new memories have my letter of authority given by the senate and endorsed by the emperor Marcus Aurelius' and also all the gold to pay the legions and the workers where ever we ended up setting up the colony.