3 years later
8 Months before the harvest
Winterfell Lord's solar
Aragon sighs as he remembers how he hates being a child.
Aragon groans in annoyance as he looks at the small town turning to his grandfather who was just sitting in his throne Aragon sighs as he uses his compulsion voice '' Grandfather I have an idea ''. indulgencing him Rickard asks '' What is your idea ''. Aragon smiles widely and says my idea is what if we sell the timber to Essos for Profit and allow the Manderly to rebuild their ships for trade and let the Foresters build ships for our navy ''. Eyes Wide Rickard thinks nodding slowly '' Yes that is a good idea maybe I can have the Foresters build us new doors and gates to the keep ... ''. Aragon sighs as he continues '' And of course we can't use a single-family or we will quickly wood so we spread the materials out perhaps have every lord sell 5% until the end and we can take 10% of the profit from each lord''.
Aragon feeling sad that he has to use his grandfather nods as he says '' Grandfather you will make certain that everyone knows that this was my idea ''. With Glazed eyes, Rickard smiles wide '' Hey Aragon I'll tell everyone so that they know you will be a good lord ''. Nodding Aragon leaves the solar sighing he heads to the crypts being followed by 3 guards.
Stepping into this cold and dark crypt Aragon sighs as he starts on his plan to make the north the strongest kingdom in Westeros.
Walking through the crypts carrying his torch he continues getting colder every second as he goes to the Statue of Brandon the Builder sighing he pushes and sees the statue fall sighing at himself Aragon screams as he falls through the floor into the vaults of the Starks.
Guard 1 laughs at guard 3 who made a joke when they hear the scream racing guard 1 and 2 Ran in with Guard 3 racing for Lord Stark.
Panting himself down he looks around and notices the torches frowning Aragon takes a step and gasps in pain looking down he sees he has a sprained foot groaning in annoyance he grabs the single torch and hobbles around lighting the torches gasping Aragon was stunned a room with thirteen doors each with Gold and a Vault eyes wide he walks over to the vault right next to him and touches one eyes wide he sees the vault turn sliver as it opens inside were Maps grabbing one he sees... '' Oh my god, this is a complete survey of the North before they built all the castles and keeps most our abandoned ''.
ARAGON! MY LORD !
Aragon turning screams '' IN HERE LOOK AT THIS COME ON ''.
Jumping down Rickard and the others gasp Rickard whispers '' The Lost Stark vaults''. Turning Aragon grins as he says ''Grandpa I have an idea ''. Waving Aragon out Rickard yells '' I want Thirty Guards moving the gold and Vaults into our Vault in the keep the rest other fifteen I want you to get the Maester Assistant since our Maester went with Brandon and Robert to aid the Umbers in fighting the wildings and they're sick... And someone get me Benjen tell him I said that I giving him this task and Have Ned protect Aragon since he is always finding things ''.
In Wonder, the guards nod and climb out of the new find. Turning he sees his grandson frown and points at a wall. Chuckling Rickard yells '' You two tell Benjen to bring hammers ''. turning back to his grandson Rickard smiles as he says '' Go back to your room thanks to you I can finally complete my life dream rebuilding the Moat and Queencrown ''. Eyes wide Aragon walking away says '' Why stop there ''. Stunned he Rickard looks around and grins as he whispers '' Yeah why stop there ... Hell, I can rebuild every castle and keep in the north and give them out as rewards to those who I want to make Minor lords ''. Aragon raises his eyebrows as Rickard starts whispering to himself shaking himself he turns for a second then says '' Rickard why are castles not made from Ironwood ''. Rickard sighs as he answers '' The Ironwood is strong, yes but the Ironwood is also Brittle meaning if you build a castle out of ironwood you have to melt it down and in that case no point ''. Grinning Aragon says back '' What if we turn them into nails and shields we hire the foresters to use the ironwood for our Keeps and gates already what if we have ironwood for our tables and mugs ''. Eyes Wide Rickard laughs as he says '' Great Dragon you are smart go, grandson, I will speak to the Maester on starting your lessons early ... and have Ser Gavin start training you it seems you be perfect for this ... is there anything you want ''?
Nodding Aragon answers '' Yes I go to the blacksmith a lot ... I have an idea for three new ways to make weapons can I give him the three ways and if stronger I can start training others in the north and you should pay for fifty warriors from Essos one for every fighting style in Westeros and Summon and few Hedge knights from the seven kingdoms to train Winterfell and the guards ''. Grinning Rickard yells '' Do it I'll open up the mines in Winterfell and around here perhaps I can sell them to Essos and Westeros ... thank you, grandson... You're going to be a great lord ''. Pleased Aragon smiles as he leaves the crypt climbing out and heading straight to the maester so that the maester can tend to his foot.
The Next Day
Aragon yawns and looks down at his cast turned out his foot was a little worse then sprained so the maester put a cast on it. grabbing his cane he slowly gets up moaning a little he groans as healing is one of the few abilities that only enhanced not upgrade now the only way I will heal instantly is either from a lost limb or death-wound the other damages will heal but within a day or two and he can't get sick. Grunting he stands noticing that he can stand under his weight but not walk sighing he thinks ''How much easier would it be to create a wheel..chair that's it I'll create a wheelchair and other transportation equipment this year... will need both regular and Ironwood but only a Whitehill can design and built something like this great now to convince Grandpa to send for Ludd ''.
Aragon walks to his desk with his cane and draws multiple carts cruelty sighing in annoyance he knew that the Whitehills who was the artist and craftsman of the north will be able to make the drawlings better he walks to the north trying to open the door groaning he
Uses his cane Aragon opens the door seeing ten guards sighing he nods to them and walks toward lord Stark's solar nodding to the two guards he taps the door with his cane and hears '' COME IN ''. Walking in he stumbles into the chair Rickard smirking at that and says '' My grandson you have allowed me to complete my dream what is your idea ''. Aragon grins as he hands over his drawlings making Rickard raise his eyebrows before looking at the fifteen drawlings eyebrow raise he grins after each one until the last which is when he smiles and asks '' How do you plan to pull them ''. Grinning Aragon says'' I thought of that and I have something the Ryswells our well known for there breeding what if we make them the horse breeders of the North ''. Laughing Rickard says '' I'll get right on that is that all ''? Shaking his head Aragon says '' My last idea is actually about Skagoos ''. Frowning Rickard gets up and walks to the wall with a frown '' We aren't able to get close before their defenses destroy our ships ''. Aragon grins as he says '' That is why my idea could not only make them a part of the north but have them join with the north ''. Stunned Rickard turns to Aragon who says '' Benjen what if you betroth Benjen to the Biggest house on Skagoos and turn them into the lords of Skagoos and becoming part of the North ''. Frowning Rickard whispers '' That hasn't been attempted... But why would they accept ''. Aragon smiles as he says '' We offer them stone villages and we make them rich ''. Rickard grins as he says '' I'll do that grandson go play ''. Aragon snorts as he takes his cane and takes his leave with Rickard grinning after him and frowning as he thinks what his Maester was trying to attempt shaking his head he thinks I have someone who can turn the north into the most powerful kingdom in Westeros grinning Rickard turns to write the letters to Ludd and the Forester summoning them to Winterfell both of them needed ... it is time to at least lowering the rival between the families to a friendly sort maybe through fostering there Gwyn Whitehill with my Granddaughter and Ashur with Aragon ... yeah, that's it''. Writing out two letters to each one for Fostering and the other summoning them to Winterfell Rickard leans back pleased that the Castles and Keeps will be rebuilt.
Getting up Rickard walks to the raven tower when Benjen bursts in saying '' Father we found it ''. Eyes wide Rickard asks '' What did you find ''. Benjen smiles '' The Throne of Winter ''. Stunned Rickard asks '' The condition of the throne ''? Sighing Benjen answers '' the throne needs to be completely rebuilt ''. Sighing Rickard goes to speak when an old god takes over '' Give it To Aragon to plan how the throne to be made ''. Nodding Benjen shrugs as he says '' Of course father ''. Walking out Rickard blinks as the old god leaves and he heads to the raven tower as he walks out he looks at the towers then they keep thinking with a smirk he thinks '' I will have the Towers rebuilt as well as the keep ... with the North coming into power I will need to show little more of our wealth since the southern lords will do more business with the north I will need to show that the north is a good business partner ''. Nodding Rickard opens the door to the tower and sends two ravens off.
The old god known as Ra'la'Kovar or Vulcan the god of Forge and invention grins at his Wife the goddess of crafts and Metalwork saying '' Nicely done wife thanks to you and Aragon you may be able to have the north climate change and give him more power in the north ''. Pleased the Big women with huge Muscles and body turns back to the spear she was creating for their son Apollo the god of Plagues, and healing and Archery''. Minvera the Goddess of Craft and Metalwork turns to the spear and uses her forge Magic to give the spear the power to transform into a bow and Axe grinning Vulcan walks over to his forge to make armor and weapons in bulk for the gods.
Aragon sighs in his bedroom sighing he grabs a small knife and walks over to a shelf and grabs a bunch of empty Books using his cane he walks over to his desk and cuts his hand a little gasping he watches the blood fall on the blank books taking a breath he grabs a piece of Weirwood and draws runes on the book taking a breath he says in a different voice '' Animus Sa Chrata ( Mind to Paper )'' Suddenly the blood enters the books and words form on the blank pages each one of them turning old in seconds then another word appears ''Cregan Stark ''. In a little faded ink. Gasping Aragon opens the books and smiles each book of the ten books have hundreds of topics. Grinning he walks over to the fireplace and whispers ''Ild Heles''. The Fire turns White pleased Aragon puts his hand into the fire and feels the wound close moments later the fire turns red again so he takes his hand out grinning he turns and uses the cane to sneak into the Library and uses the weirwood last bit of magic to hide two books the Books on Mining and Farming into the Shelf nodding he looks at the weirwood which melts and turns to ash chuckling he hears the Maester coming waiting for the door to open which it does seconds later Aragon gasps as he grabs the two books and turns to Maester Brown and Rickard walking in Smiling Wide Aragon yells '' Grandpa look ''. Smiling a little Rickard and Maester brown step forward only for Rickard to see the name with wide eyes he says '' Good job Aragon Go to your room your lessons start Tomorrow ''. Stunned the Maester looks at Lord Stark for a second going to speak Rickard turns holding the two books heading to his Solar as he walks his mind slowly thinks of the genius of his son and his ancestor as he reads the books shaking himself he thinks to himself '' The old gods truly shine on Aragon ''.
Rickard enters his solar and looks at the new room that he had to create which leads right into the new vaults sighing he knew he needs a gate ... and who better then ironwood for the gates. Chuckling Rickard thinks '' How to make certain every village has meat... OH, Fishing Village ... most can't pay so I'll give them the loan for the 3% of All future Profits and exchange they get tax exemption for the next 10 years only those who still owe us money will still pay and the money it was paid they get the tax Break yes that is genius''.
Pleased with himself he grabs a handful of Parchments and writes out his offer and what he wants exchange for the Profits and a Tax Exemption for their acceptances.
Getting Up Rickard sighs at his work and grabs a small set of keys and opens the incredible old Vault door wincing at the groan it made walking down he heads down and opens the Map vault and grins inside a Map of every resource in the North both Beyond and not. Grabbing it and a couple of others he takes back to the solar and sets them onto his desk getting back up to lock the door he turns and sits grabbing the Mine Map he pulls out sheets of Parchments sending out info to start Mining the Deposit of Gold, Iron, Silver, and Copper in the north as well a map of Fertile land in the north pleased he opens the books planning on spreading the seeds to create the farms and according to this many of the food can be used in both Medicine and Drink ... I'll have Lord Dustin work on Drinks but I'm thinking of giving The Whitehills the Seeds that can be used for Medicine. Thinking to himself he notices '' There won't be enough Northerns to complete this ''. Hmm, Crap shaking himself he Scraps most of them and places them in the drawler for Brandon and Aragon to deal with still smiling as this will give the north a nice Profit and Better Equipment ... And the steel and Soldable items can be given to the night watch to rebuild the organization that may actually have a purpose if the old gods have taken an interest and consider I can only think of one ... well, there the night watch must be back to its true strength... But how do we kill white walkers ... Maybe Maester can check ... Since he hates this I'll have him think that Ned is thinking about writing a fiction book. Shaking himself he chuckles and leaves his solar after locking everything up grateful that soon the North will be able to keep over 60% of the money they were spending on food while keeping the South from making a fuss... Actually, I'll buy 60% For the Night watch and have them Sell timber from beyond their wall to pay us back maybe allow us access to their Library to copy their information.
Maester Brown is so Incrediblibly happy that one of the Barbarians actually had a mind became Aragon's teacher teaching him as much as he could which turned out not to be a lot since Aragon was able to complete the first ten years of within 2 weeks now time to teach him about the south and hopefully bring the true gods north.
CLANG!
The blur of Metal hitting one another the grunts of the Men Brandon determined growls as he ducks and rolls out the way of a blade blocking a sword ducking again he brings his sword up CLANG stepping back he twirls his sword and spins catching the end of a blade he knocks it from the Wilding hand jumping back he catches the other blade at the top and slides it into the wilding ripping the blade out he strikes the last one and in a fury of strikes the wilding falls down dead. Panting Brandon looks around his Brother and his friend have pulled there blades from the small detachment of Wildings that escape from beyond panting Brandon says '' Go we still have a small army of 200 Wildings left men follow me ''. Cheering the men that number 60 runs off heading to the Nightford jumping on horses Brandon was followed by Ned and Robert who was swing his Warhammer clubbing in the heads of the wildings on the ground. Shaking his head Brandon yells '' Keep 3 alive Father wants to know how they got here ''. Growling a little Robert nods as he nods to the ten men staying behind and watches them tie the ropes pleased he turns and races to Ned and Brandon.
Nearing a camp Brandon holds up a hand slowing his horse down sighing he counts the Numbers 120 Wildings grunting a little he turns to the small force he has and looks at Greatjon waving to him and his brothers they come and frown at Brandon who shushes them and says in a whisper '' Okay Ned I want you to take 20 Men to head off the exits ''. Ned nods as he jumps off his horse and clicks his teeth making twenty men follow him. Brandon smiles as he says '' Lord Umber take 10 Men and go at them from the West I and Lord Baratheon will take out head-on ''.
Grinning with himself Greatjon Nods as he sprints through the trees to his location with his 10 men.
Brandon turns to Robert who was red-faced nodding at Robert he holds up a hand and slowly counts down nodding he screams '' NOW ''!
Racing down Brandon roars as he collides with a sentry tumbling to the ground the guard had no time as arrows start flying and he brought his Greatsword down killing the wilding as it goes through its throat turning a spear appears with a wild grin Brandon catches the spear in his hand and pulls slash wildly the blade cuts the wilding throat turning he lifts the spear and hurls it at a wilding trying to sneak up behind
Greatjon who ducks in surprised eyes wide he hears a gurgle as a wilding falls behind him. Blinking he rips his Axes from the wilding blocking to spears he catches the spears in his axes and roars as he uses his axes to pull the wildings into each other smirking he hears the Squelch as two spears enter the other bodies roaring with laughter Greatjon ducks a spearwoman spear and hits her in the face with the back of his Ax knocking her out panting he looks around and sees Brandon swinging his greatsword killing one or two at a time as he spins and dances gracefully through wildings.
Ned Roars '' Bow at the ready NOW ''!
From his archers, Ned watches as every shot from his small archers hit someone but not a kill shot sighing in annoyance he thinks '' Crap I should of ask a glover to aid in archers ... something to mention to Brandon ''. Jumping Ned realizes he allowed a few Wildings to get close with a huge grin Ned back pelts and then brings out his Huge Longsword and then spins as he does a vale move that pulls an opponent into the sword and then stabs them killing both of them quickly. With a huge grin he feels his wolf Blood activate with glee he watches the Wildings slow to a crawl and he feels his blood pumping faster with glee he races and just slash his blades watching as the blades cut and stab through armor and flesh faster then the wilding can even lift there blade chuckling Ned goes to kill the last runner when the wilding blocks it and then a fierce battle begins grinning swinging his blade he aims for the head only for the wilding to bring up his sword to block and then twist the blade jumping back he realizes he lost his sword jumping back he ducks a slash then grabs the hand and pulls flipping him over himself he grabs a small dagger and pulls the wilding up stabbing at him when a blade appears blocking it then the wilding grabs his sword and tries to kill Ned time slows even move paling Ned jumps back and holds onto the wilding pulling him with him then he kicks the wilding in the head causing the wilding sword to flip in the air and land inside his heart killing him panting Ned falls to his knees and coughs up blood the Wolf blood effect it will cause those under it to spit up a little blood but only those who do not have the blessings of the old gods ... At least according to legend the only stark not to spit up blood was Brandon the Builder... No matter the old gods won't get involved.''
''What about that dream ''. Ned shakes himself trying to get out of his thoughts sighing he slowly gets up taking a breath he picks up his sword and walks to his men and collapses panting in air.
Robert was grinning gleefully as he hammers in his enemy grunting he grunts as his Hammer was knocked from his hand the wilding Grins at him causing Robert to snort as he pulls out his Sword that Rickard forced him to learn for the past 3 years staring at him the Wilding snorts as he runs at Robert turning he stabs the wilding killing him in an instant then parrying a blade he stabs the other blinking he grins his custom blade clicks as he turns it into a double blade and spins it parrying and cutting the wilding hand stab him he kicks it out killing the wilding and lifts the back up causing a clang to be heard turning at the enemy he pulls out a small dagger and flicks it at the wilding dead he pulls the blade out and spins the sword once more spinning the sword he blocks and arrow as he sheathed the blade and grabs his Warhammer thrusting it out hitting the wilding so hard he goes flying into the air and hits a wilding. Panting Robert walks over to the down wilding and slams his hammer down crushing the final wilding panting he slowly sheathes his hammer onto his back and walks over to Ned who was panting in pain.
2 Months later
Rickard reads a letter
''Lord Stark thanks to your idea the Croanganmans have been able to use the seeds of Rice and Cotton to create better food and we have sold the first batch of Cotton to different Lords in Westeros and a bunch of Merchants for both the small folks who have already gotten great profit we have sent your share with a Small force will come to give you your profit ''.
Lord Reed
Grinning Rickard reads the others notes each lord having a portion of food that was being sold and a clothing material allowing them better food and clothes. Pleased Rickard leans back thinking '' No the rest will be my grandson's to do ''. Nodding to himself he writes a letter to the Mountain Clans for their Sheep and other animals to be spread through the north exchange for Stone villages and their protection along with a Marriage to his second Daughter who he has fostered with the Karstarks and Mrs. Lauren Stark for a title lordship and command over the other mountain clans in a drawn-out competition judge by 3 Lords one of them his son Brandon a Karstark and A Umber. Pleased with himself Rickard finishes the letter and stamps it. Getting out of his seat Rickard heads to the Maester tower. Maester Brown was walking out of the library when Rickard calls '' Maester Brown I have a letter for you to send ''. Maester Brown raises his eyebrows and says '' At once my lord ''. Turning he Rushes off.
2 Months Later
3 months before Harvest Feast
The Lords of the North for once have a spring in their step their people happy and well-fed and Robert, once he learned of the population problem, sent a message to his father who sent there homeless and unemploy people to the north with a small guard now thanks to that the north went from 1 Million to 1.5 Million of course not for free the Baratheon get a small cut on the profit for Cloth from Lord Stark which has already brought Lord Stark 20,000 G ( = 290,000 $) which has been used in great effects to rebuild the roads of the north and the castles on the wall each of them rebuilt and each of them being inventory and stocked which thanks to that work the wall has been steadily gaining people seeking home and work and to help Rickard sent two of the new trainers to train the next watchers they have now been there for 2 months and according to the deal already the night watch forces have been climbing in battle and tactics which will soon allow them to start sending Lumber to the north as payment for the 2 Knights who familes were well paid and the shift is for 6 Months then they will switch with the next 2 and that will go for the next 10 years. Privately Rickard thinks ( My grandson idea of the trainers was good I just took it a step forward) ( I hired a Hundred Hedge Knights from the south with a Hundred from Essos and I sent them all around the north). Sighing in his solar Rickard goes over his paperwork when his door opens. An eyebrow raises Rickard asks '' Son What's going on ''. Brandon sighs as he sits and says '' Father I was wondering if you can authorize me to give the north a standing Army and Navy ''. Eyes wide Rickard nods slowly as he says '' Okay son why ''. Brandon frowns as he says '' Our King has started to become crazy ...and the Ironborn plus the wildings... Also, father, we have the coin ''. Frowning for a second Rickard nods as he answers '' Ok speak to the other lords to set this up, son ... I'll also ... have a training ground and HQ Built but son this will be under your guidance ''. Grinning Brandon answers '' Great I'll start learning what is needed then get back ... Maybe we can talk the other lords in to pay for some of it if we pay for half ''.
Chuckling Rickard replies '' Go, son ... have Aragon aid you he seems to have a mind for this stuff ''. Brandon blinks a little stun as he nods says '' I'll have it all written out and then you just need to convince the other lords ''.
Aragon Chambers
Breathing deeply he looks at the last 9 Books since the books on Mining, Metalwork, and Farming been given to the Lord's solar and he spent all of last month helping Mikken to create thirteen new techniques on shaping metal which he had Mikken give to Merchants who sign a Blood Contract that the moments they sign they are bound to the starks with the blood coming from myself ( Why it took an entire month ) Now they must train the 3 Blacksmiths in each of the Stark's bannerman and the 3 Must sign as well which will bind them so that there is no way for them to give the info to anyone which means should a lord attempt to gain the information all that will happen is the lord will lose access to the metals forcing him to buy from the other lords and in that case instead of the standard 15% that the lord gives the Starks of their profits from each sell they must pay 2 times the amount to the Starks before they are given the items and new Blacksmiths perfect way to force a lord to be loyal.
One book was for his Maester Marwyn the mage when he comes to the north the book was the book on the human body and the effects certain herbs have it and a bunch of Combinations which will hopefully bring Oyburn to the North where I will make him the Head healer of the north and he will train helpers in both the towns and Army and once I am Lord Stark he Will be a full-time teacher in the healing arts or if he wants a healer with Part-time teacher as back-up, either way, Oyburn will be Mine of course by that time Marwyn will be given the Book on Alchemy which includes Glassmaking he will hopefully bring a few Pyromaniacs from the guild to the north and I will use them to Create cannons and Fireworks to add to the ships I will give my father to make ( The Ironborn Rebellion will have a new Gattling Arrow weapon with a Water Wheel that allows you to turn a crank to shot multiple Spears capable of destroying multiple ships at a time and the ships will be big enough for ten on each.
Suddenly KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
Putting his finger on a rune the Shelf disappears with two books of the Ship making Book ( Ships like a Man-of-War, Galleon, Frigate, ETC) Stepping up to his desk he yells '' COME IN ''. With a drawling open the doors open his Father comes in Smiling at his son he walks up stunned he looks at Aragon '' Son Did you do all this ''. Grinning Proud Aragon answers '' Yes Father and here read this ''. Giving a Book Brandon opens the book on Ship making slowly smiling he laughs and slaps me on the back '' Nicely done son with this we can activate own the seas ''. Frowning a little Aragon answer'' I was thinking we sell a few to the other lords ''. Brandon frowning asks '' With everything on board''. Shaking his head Aragon answers '' No we only sell the ship they must buy other weapons... Which isn't the wheel weapons ''. Grinning Brandon sits next to his son and says '' By the Gods you are blessed I just came here to try to gain your aid for the Army and Navy I've decided to make ''. Snorting Aragon asks '' And the tactics in the army ''. Frowning he snorts as he sees the next book '' This is a book on Tactics for the Army isn't it ''. Nodding Shyly Aragon hands his father the book who opens and reads with a huge grin slapping me on the book Father says '' Damn with this the north be the most powerful in the world and your suggestions son I'll have them done don't worry ''. Grinning Aragon was pleased that his father and Grandfather were telling everyone these were his ideas. Nodding at Aragon Father stands and says '' I'll go see your Uncle Ned and Uncle Benjen on this maybe we can expand ''. With a smirk Father leaves making Aragon sigh at the fact soon, both Father and Grandfather will be dead but at least the Marriage Arrangement with Lord Flint of the Mountain clans soon to be Lord Highstark of the Mountain clan with the Mountain clans under his command and Aunt Lauren and his Son as the Next Lord and Head of the Mountain clans while the Skagoos agreed if Benjen moves to Skagoos and raise in some of their ways which were agreed which means at the Harvest festival two new lords are guarantee to be made and with it, the north will be that much stronger.
Sighing Aragon gets up as he walks to the Shelf and looks at the now 7 Books with a frown rubbing his eyes he Grabs three More Blank books and breaks off another piece of Weirwood this time cutting his hand with the weirwood he casts the same spell ''Animus Sa Chrata'' and Again watches 3 More books created 1 On Spying both for a Spy Master and one for a spy themselves and who could be a good spy ( I need a good spymaster I'm thinking 3 actually all 3 both knowing and not knowing about each other ) 2 On Elite forces for the North ( The Rangers ) and 3 On Building panting he closes his hand knowing that a weirwood wound can't be healed but it also can't fade panting I get up and grab a poker and set in on fire waiting a few moments I stick the fire on my Wound which bubbles as the Tarageryn blood inside me absorb the fire and heals the wound until there was nothing but a small scar yawning I put the poker down and then walk back to the books putting them onto the book shelf and reactivate the runes laying down I yawn thinking what the future will bring.