Stormland, Renly main tent
"Are you certain of this?" Renly asked while walking with Catelyn by his side.
"By the Mother. My son has no interest in the Iron Throne," Catelyn said while she saw Renly nodding knowing Catelyn Tully Stark was a woman of her word.
"Then I see no reason for hostility toward us. Your son can still call himself King in the North and control all the lands North of Moat Calin, provided an oath of fealty is given" Renly said while they walked into his tent and he poured himself some wine. With Brienne of Tarth standing guard at the entrance of the tent.
"And the wording of the Oath?" Catelyn asked curiously.
"The same one Ned Stark gave to Robert 18 years ago. Nothing less. After all Cat, their friendship held the Kingdom together. Why not ours?" Renly replied that Catelyn looked uncertain.
"And in return for my son's loyalty?" Catelyn asked, Renly smirked
"Your son and I will ally against House Lannister once we have dealt with my brother tomorrow. We will march against the Lannisters next, like before" Renly said, standing up taking off his armour with Brienne helping him out, Catelyn thinks before turning to him.
"Our two houses have been close, is why I'm begging you to stop his battle and negotiate peace with you brother and Mychal" Catelyn begs him, Renly scoffs.
"Negotiate with Stannis? I've better luck debating the wind and my nephew? He won't be in charge for long" Renly said, taking off his cape.
"What do you mean?" Catelyn asked him, Renly turned to her.
"Mychal's Decepticons are trying to take over everything Cat, the people, the buildings even courts are being filled with Decepticons, not even my own court is without them, in the Decepticons there are no noble or smallfolk, all following the same rule, my nephew Mychael" Renly spoke gravely at what his nephew is doing.
"The Decepticons are hoarding most of the food, weapons and resources as hostage, the only way to gain it is to become a Decepticon, become indoctrinated by the school of his, where no one else matters, only Decepticons lives matter" Renly turns to look at her.
"Can you trust a man who doesn't listen to others, a man who spat on his noble name, no once we beat my brother then the Lannister's, I'm going to uproot my nephew organisation" Renly speaking his truth intention with the Decepticons.
"By killing your nephew?" Catelyn gasps, first Renly kills his brother now his nephew next, but Renly shakes his head.
"Not killing him, I want to make him lord of Stormfront, set him up with a wife under my guidance, he the only Baratheon left Cat, I will not let it be taken over by the Decepticons" Renly states, not wanting to kill his nephew but rather remove him from the Decepticons itself, make him a Baratheon after his older brother hurt him.
Another guard walks in, getting his attention.
"Your grace, a Decepticon Stormcloak has arrived" The guard said, Renly signs.
"Even my own stewards become one, how annoying, is he unarmed?" Renly asked, the guard nodded.
"Then send him in, maybe he came to his senses" Renly said, the guard walking out as Ulfic Stormcloak walks in without weapons.
"My lord" Ulfic greets, Brienne glares at him but Renly smiles.
"Still not calling my king Stormcloak?" Renly asked, sending in the mirror while looking at Ulfic.
"Take the iron throne then I will, but Renly, you know nothing good will come from this, killing your own brother, kin slaying is a sin few people approve of" Ulfic spoke against him going to war with his brother, as Renly sign turned to Ulfic.
"I don't want to kill my brother; I hope defeating him in battle would have him surrender, at worst take the night watch but if it happens…..I'll make it quick in my executioner hands" Renly states, is willing to offer his brother a chance to surrender when he defeats his army, Renly hopes Stannis would join him.
"You need to speak again, no insults or anything, no red woman or Tyrells involved, just you and your brother, speaking to one another" Ulfic said with sadness.
"Please Renly, if not for your brother or Stannis, then do it for your house, your nephew and niece and your house, House Baratheon shouldn't fall apart like this" Ulfic all but begs Renly to consider reason over conflict.
Renly signs thinking about it then, turning to Ulfic.
"Before the battle, I will speak to my brother one last time, would my brother be open to that?" Renly asked, with Ulfic looking determined.
"I'll drag him by his feet if I have to," Ulfic states, getting both Stannis and Renly together to talk without others interfering with Renly's smile.
"I pay you a thousand gold to see that" Renly smiled.
Unfortunately, the discussion was interrupted by a strong wind blowing into the tent, distracting everyone in it, and as a result...no one saw the attack before it was too late.
Ulfic swears to all gods he saw Stannis's face killing Renly there.
"For Stannis!" the shadow demon exclaimed after it stabbed Renly in the back.
"RENLY! NO! GUARDS!" Ulfic yells while he, Catelyn and Brienne were shocked to see such a creature exist outside of stories, myths, and legends.
Brienne charged the creature just as the guards came into the room and saw the shadow demon with their own eyes. The sword she wielded went right through the monster, but the large woman knew the face on the demonic creature was that of Stannis Baratheon. She had heard the rumors of the Red Woman from Essos converting Stannis, the Lord of Light religion practised over in Essos, but never thought magic openly existed, or at least not anymore with the loss of the dragons.
But to see a by-product of it quite literally staring her in the face before it faded away was most unsettling.
"The night is dark and full of terrors," the shadow demon rasped before it vanished into the darkness of the night. Brienne ran to Renly's side as the guard rushed in.
Seeing Renly dead in Brienne's arms made them draw their swords.
"You die for this!" The guards said, Brienne pulls out her sword.
"Stop you fools" Ulfic tries to stop them but they run toward Brienne, in anger, dodge and hit one guard in the face, stabbing him in the throat then blocking another strike from the next.
Pushing him forward and knocking him down Brienne drives her sword into the chest of the man. Catelyn and Ulfic look at her in shock and slight awe as Brienne drops her sword, leaning on Renly's dead body while crying in agony, Ulfic looks down in sorrow.
"I fail you, Lord Steffon, forgive me" Ulfic down on his knees seeing the boy that once ran down the halls of Stormfront, down dead by a shadow monster with the face of his older brother.
Catelyn went to Brienne.
"We have to leave now" Catelyn tries to help her but Brienne pushes her away.
"I won't leave him" Brienne said, wanting to stay with him but Ulfic got up.
"You can't avenge him if you're dead" Catelyn said, Ulfic stands up to them.
"Go now, I'll take him home" Ulfic swears, as more guards start to gather, Brienne looks at Ulfic.
"You take care of him" Brienne asked, Ulfic nod with tears in his eyes.
"With my life" Ulfic states, as Catelyn helps Brienne get up as they leave from behind the tent.
With Tyrell guard walking in with Loras and Mace Tyrell.
"NOOOOOOO! RENLYYYYYY!" Loras shouts, running toward the dead Renly with Mace glaring at Ulfic.
"WHAT DID YOU DO! DECEPTICON!" Mace accused with Ulfic holds his hand out, showing he was unarmed.
"Dark magic, it's true, it's all true" Ulfic states, glaring at the shadows while letting himself get captured, Mace looks down seeing his son crying on Renly Baratheon.
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Former Renly camp
Stannis Baratheon walks though his brother's camp, after sending Melisandre to handle Renly, now all his soldiers and Banner men folk towards him, each accepting his claim to the throne and sweating their oaths.
All but the Tyrell have left.
Stannis would rather hang them for treason but he needs the men, for now. Ser Davos walks towards him.
"Your grace" Davos the onion knight greets walking beside him.
"What is it?" Stannis remarks, not in the mood for any more pleasantry, heading towards Renly's former tent.
"I'm sorry about your brother, your grace, I wanted to let you know people grieve for him" Davos said, offering his confrontation for losing his brother as others do.
"Fools love a fool" Stannis said, not caring about what everyone else feels about his brother.
"Do you grieve for your brother, Your Grace?" Davos asked, looking at him, he was the one to deliver Melisandre to the shores, watch what she did, it terrified him.
"Yes I do, and I dream of a green pavilion and the manner of my brother's death, even though I was asleep at the time of his demise." Stannis says. "But, I did love him Davos, the boy he was not that man he grew up to be. I swear I will go to my grave thinking of that peach."
"I need to speak to you about what I saw in that cave" Davos really needs to talk about this, Stannis shakes him off.
"I will not you have to speak to me, not now" Stannis said, entering the main tent as he looks around, Davos stands before him.
"You can't hide from the truth" Davos spoke, Stannis glares at him.
"You came to lecture me on the truth?" Stannis asked,
"I've come to tell you what I saw" "All my brother's bannermen have come to my side" Stannis stopping Davos, showing Davos he doesn't care what Melisandre did. Only it worked and now he has the Lords from Stormland and a few from the Reach sworn to him.
"Except for the Tyrells and the Decepticon Stormcloaks, where is Ulfic?" Stannis said, looking around the map of Stormland.
"But soon they won't resist us now, I'll be on the Iron throne soon enough" Stannis said, but Davos can't leave it alone.
"Nothing is worth what this will cost you, not even the Iron throne" Davos warns Stannis about how far he is going.
"I hear no more about it" Stannis stops Davos from continuing, Davos turns to see Ulfic Stormcloak entering the tent glaring at Stannis.
"Stannis! you heathen kin-slaying fuck! " Ulfic glares at him, about to charge at him but Davos stops him.
"Stormcloak enough" Davos holding him back as Ulfic glares at him and Stannis, he only glares back at him.
"It is rude to enter without announcing yourself, Sir Ulfic, especially to your king" Stannis repents the Decepticon but he glares at him.
"To hell with the throne, what you did to your brother! You couldn't even kill him yourself now you use a WITCH! SHADOW MAGIC!" Ulfic calls out to Stannis, making Davos look at him in shock.
"You saw it?" Davos asked, getting his attention while looking at Stannis.
"A dark shadow moving into the camp, under my feet as a demon with a face stab Renly in the back, your face Stannis" Ulfic accused him, Stannis doesn't flinch at his accusation.
"I never attack my brother" Stannis states, which is true from a point of view while Ulfic glares at him.
"But it was your word that killed him, sending a heathen witch kill your own brother, a heathen and a kin slayer too" Ulfic accused at that point Stannis had enough.
"ENOUGH! I will not stand for this!" Stannis orders him, Ulfic tightens his fist.
"The Stormlands lords now swear fealty to me as do a few lords of the Reach, now that this fight is settle, I'll have the Decepticon Stormcloaks at my side" Stannis states, expecting for Ulfic to follow his order now that his conflict within House Baratheon is over.
"No" Ulfic states, getting Stannis and Davos attention.
"Careful with your words Stormcloak, I've been very generous with your actions, but I will not have it today" Stannis states while crossing his arms but Ulfic isn't letting up.
"Or what, you'll sacrifice to your pet witch, I didn't care about the red priestess or her religion, maybe you wanted an exotic whore or starting a new religion with Dragonstone" Ulfic said, turning to Stannis.
"But to use his...magic against your own blood, how can I trust you, kin slaying is one thing but how can I know you have not become a puppet to this red whore" Ulfic said while Stannis glaring at him.
"Where is she? I would love to speak to her about our religion, like how the north kills their enemies in front of the olds gods or the Drowned god? I love to show her how the ironborn executed their enemies" Ulfic asked, looking for the red woman.
"I will not have my honor nor my advisors honor questioned, you will do your duty to Stormland and your king" Stannis declared but Ulfic isn't backing down.
"And I will, Stormland is my home and I will defend it with my life, I took an oath from your father to protect Stormfront and House Baratheon, and I swear on the old gods and new that woman will pay" Ulfic holdings his hand on his Baratheon symbol, before gasping his Decepticon symbol.
"But I cannot follow you Stannis, not after what you did" Ulfic turns away from Stannis, walking away but Stannis calls out to him.
"Don't turn your back on me, I'm your king Decepticon!" Stannis exclaimed, making Ulfic stop, looking at Stannis with disappointment.
"Not yet, you may be my lord and a Baratheon…but you're not only worthy of my respect, your parents would be ashamed of you" Ulfic states looking down as he leaves both the King and his knight. Stannis glares at the Deception leaving as he knocks down the chair in rage.
"Stannis" Davos spoke with concern but stepped back when Stannis glared at him.
"I should have that man executed, I should" Stannis spoke to himself as he looked at the map with anger, Davos looked unsure.
"It would be fair….but many lords agree with him, listening to a foreigner, preacher her foreign religion, some believe she whispers orders in your ears and you obey, killing Ulfic will prove those to be true like it or not the Decepticon Stormcloak are a force in Stormlands, killing there leader will not only get you more enemies but make an enemy of you nephew" Davos warns Stannis, knowing that killing Ulfic will only get Stannis more enemies than allies, Stannis signs listening to his knight while looking at the map of Stormlands and King's landing.
"Ulfic will stand holding Storm End, I trust him to hold it at least" Stannis said, willing to let the Stormcloaks hold it.
"You trust him to keep it for you?" Davos asked, knowing Ulfic's rage at Stannis killing his brother using the red priestess.
"Ulfic may hate me but he knows when to hold his positions, he swore an oath to keep Storm End from the enemy hand, he might hate me but he will protect the Baratheon name and land" Stannis states, despite his feelings for Ulfic he knows he would never stab him in the back or anything that goes against the Baratheon name.
Meaning Stannis now holds Storm end.
"Once we consolidate our forces, we make short work of the Lannister fleet with Armada away, once Blackwater bay is cleared, we'll deliver our troops to their doorsteps and take the city" Stannis plans with a few pieces, Davos looks at him.
"And will you bring Lady Melisandra?" Davos asked, Stannis signed for him.
"That's not your concert" Stannis said but Davos doesn't let him.
"If you take her to King's landing the victory will be hers, not yours" Davos said, making Stannis think for a second.
"What do you believe?" Stannis asked him.
"You won Renly's bannermen, don't lose them to her" Davos states what he really thinks making Stannis nod.
"We'll leave Melisandra here and you will lead the fleet to Blackwater" Stannis orders, surprising Davos.
"Your grace I'm honor but I spend my time at sea avoiding ships not charging at them, the other lords won't be happy" Davos said, knowing the lords and knights won't like following a former smuggler.
"Those lords should consider themselves lucky I don't hang them for treason" Stannis states to him, telling Davos he rather hang most of those lords for treason, stunning Davos.
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King's Landing, The Alchemist Guild
Garth Flowers reads through the notes with the Pyromancer Hallyne, as his page Alleras Sand plays with the green vile of wild-fire.
"You've been making more of this?" Alleras asked, holding the most dangerous substance in the world, holding gloves to insure Alleras doesn't drop it.
"Correct young one, it's been getting easier to make it, although we had many of it before in storage" Hallyne spoke, sharing his notes with the youngest Maester and his page. The Alchemist guild has been working with the Decepticon Institute, since the fall of Aenys Targaryren, known as the Mad king, the guild has lost most of its power under Robert reign.
Scarping by until they were approached by Prince Mychal and Maester Garth, the Decepticon offered them support and students interest to join them if they work with them.
Now the Alchemist guild is tied with the Decepticon Institute, Decepticon joining their guild and offering their supplies in their craft.
Pyromancer Hallyn was surprised to work with the youngest Maester in all the Seven Kingdoms. Teaching him all he knows and getting more research he never thought possible. Hallyn is happy to share his secrets with the young Decepticon if he lets him see his work.
Especially on that new powder they're working on, Hallyn can't wait to see that one at work.
"Easier to make? Was it around the time after the red comet in the sky?" Garth asked, pulling out another page under his bag, Hallyn thought for a moment.
"Now that you mention it, yes, yes, the order has an easier time making Wildfire after the comet" Hallyn realised after the red comet in the sky the order had an easier time making Wildfire, Garth rubs his chin thinking.
"So what, you saw a pretty red comet and suddenly you can make it, like an apostasy?" Alleras asked, stilling using her disguise as a male.
"Epiphany Alleras" Garth corrects as he nods, pulling out a drawing of the comet.
"After looking at the comet, I notice a few odd moments, it doesn't burn as fast and has movement in strange directions," Garth explains, as both Maester and Pyromancer look at the notes.
"Rocks do burn in the sky, so it is a comet," Alleras said, remembering her lessons from the citadel but Hallyn shook his head.
"Fire doesn't move like this, if what Maester Garth wrote is true, that comet wasn't a comet" Hallyn added his own opinion to it, knows more about fire than anyone else and the details aren't right on the comet.
"Not a comet, then what is it?" Alleras asked, Garth shakes his head.
"Unknown, seeing this 'comet' has left, we might never see it again in our lifetime" Garth states, seeing they miss a chance to study whatever it was that has passed the world.
The doors open revealing Tyrion Lannister the acting hand of the king and his bodyguard Bronn walking in like they own the place.
"My hand, what brought you here?" Hallyn greets, aware of Tyrion station as Tyrion looks around.
"I heard my sister placed a large order for crates of Wildfire, is this true?" Tyrion asked, noticing two Decepticons in the room.
"What's the youngest maester doing in the guild?" Tyrion asked Garth to put his notes away while giving Alleras the research they were working on, to ensure Tyrion doesn't see it.
"The Institute and Alchemist guild work closely together since the fall of the mad king, we provide material and funds while they give us their research and educate our students" Garth states, looking at the hand of the king.
"It seems you found out about the queen deal from Sir Lancel I believe" Garth figures, getting a look of surprise from Tyrion and Bronn.
"You've been following us Deceicreeps" Bronn looked annoyed while holding his sword as Alleras grabbed her weapons under her robe.
"Hardly worth the effort, you think you're the only one's aware of the Queen's nightly activities, you could have asked Edward if you want to know" Garth states as Tyrion calms down Bronn with Garth doing the same.
"I rather have my own way, can't rely on someone else to do your work, it is rude to spy on the Hand of the king" Tyrion said, while Edward is helpful Tyrion has his own spy with Cersei, seeing it keeps a closer eye on her and gets a little enjoyment in tormenting his cousin. Garth only shrugs.
"It's king's landing, Lord hand, rumors and spies is its own currency, will you throw me in a black cell as well" Garth aware the Grand Maester in a black cell due to telling the Queen.
"He was the only one who disobeyed an order from the hand, he should be thankful I didn't cut off his manhood" Tyrion states, finding out Maester Pycelle told the Queen.
"I don't judge my hand, but a warning would be preferred as now I have more work to do with him being imprisoned" Garth states, seeing he now has more work to do with the Grand Maester prison.
"Aren't you replacing the old fucker anyway, why not just kill him and take over?" Bronn asked, picking up a few tools in the place.
"Unlike some, I don't waste a life for a position of power, not when life can still be used" Garth states, finding it wasteful to kill someone when they can still be of use.
"A fair position, now the wild fire?" Tyrion asked, as Hallyn gave the glass vile of fire wild to the hand.
Tyrion looks over the green vial with curiosity.
"Careful my lord" Hallyn warns, as Alleras stands back.
"I remember reading an old sailor proverb, piss on wildfire and your cock burns off" Tyrion quotes, getting a chuckle from Bronn and Alleras while Hallyn looks interested.
"I have not conducted this experiment" Hallyn hasn't thought of it, Garth shakes his head.
"Take it at face value" Garth states, Hallyn nods.
"It could be true, the substance burns so hot it melts wood, stone and even metal, and of course flesh" Hallyn spoke with pride over wildfire, Tyrion returns the wildfire.
"After the dragon died, Wildfire was the key to Targaryen power" Hallyn explains, Bronn scoffs at this.
"My companion takes issue" Tyrion notes, Bronn looks at them.
"If I could tell you how many crazy old men pushing carts around army camps making grand claims of jars full of pig shit, no offence" Bronn scoffs at them, Alleras chuckles at this while Hallyn gets mad.
"Our order does not deal in pig shit, the substance is fire given form and we have been perfecting it since the days of Maegor" Hallyn states.
"To do what" Bron asked, " Hallyn explains.
"The jars are put in catapults and flung at the enemy" Hallyn spoke of the way to use the Wildfire,
"How much do you have?" Tyrion asked as they followed the pyromancer to the storage.
"If you could get real soldiers or Decepticon even man the catapults then maybe you'd hit your target one out of ten but all the real soldiers are in Riverland with your father" Bronn comments as Hallyn opens the door.
"We could man it, Decepticon are smarter than that" Alleras spoke with pride of her symbol, Bronn shakes his head, Bronn shakes his head while following Hallyn.
"I don't know if you two have seen a battle but while we're throwing stuff at Stannis he throws stuff back, men die, men shit themselves men run" Bronn explains, walking through the corridors.
"Which means pots falling, which means fire inside the wall, which means the poor cunts defending the city are burning it down" Bronn explains, Garth nod following behind.
"I see the logic of it" Garth understands Bronn's point.
"Even the youngest Maester is convinced" Tyrion said, Hallyn opens the door.
"He would not insult my order when Aeny still lived" Hallyn said, Bronn shrugs.
"Well he is not living anymore and his pots of wildfire didn't help him, man win wars not magic tricks" Bronn said, Hallyn opens the steel door, revealing long hallways of wildfire, Jars of fires stack as far as the hall they can see.
"We have been working day and night ever since your royal sister commanded us" Hallyn speaks with pride.
"How many are here?" Tyrion asked, horrified seeing the amount of wildfire jars here.
"From present count 7,811, enough to burn Stannis Baratheon fleet and army" Hallyn spoke with glee.
"This is a shit idea" Bronn said, scared seeing this amount of wildfire.
"I concur with my advisor wisdom Hallyn, the contents of this room could lay Kings landing low" Tyrion said, turning to the Alchemist.
"You won't be making wildfire for my sister, you making it for me" Tyrion said, Garth and Alleras start to leave as Alleras looks concerned.
"What do we do Garth, the Lannister having that much wildfire, it could burn down King's landing" Alleras spoke with concern, but Garth shook his head.
"Tyrion is smarter than that, and our lord isn't a fool to waste it" Garth spoke with absolute certainty, but Alleras isn't convinced.
"But even then the Lannister now have all the Wild fire, the power in their hands could hurt us" Alleras are still concerned about the Lannister using the wildfire against them.
But Garth smirks at her as he opens another door, revealing a lab Tyrion and Bronn missed.
"While the wildfire is powerful, it's too uncontrollable and too limiting" Garth said, as he pulls out another small bag showing Alleras.
"What's this?" Alleras asked, seeing the bag filled with powder, as Garth reached a handful of it.
"Black powder Alleras, the new superpower, with this the Decepticon will be unstoppable" Garth does to the table with a small candle, throwing a little on top of the candle.
BLAST
The candle and the table exploded, scaring Alleras as Garth held her.
"Black powder? blows up!" Alleras spoke in shock while Garth smirked looking at the black powder.
"And so much more, welcome to the future Sarella" Garth spoke in pride with Sarella Sand looking at the black powder in awe.
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The Iron Island, Pyke docks
Theon Greyjoy stands on the docks with pride, wearing the armor of his house and his sigil, watching the ship out in sea. Finding his true calling at a proper Greyjoy, while he prefers a better name then the Sea bitch but it's a start.
After he proves himself he'll take another ship or two.
Lord Theon Greyjoy, Captain of the Sea Bitch, the captain that made the sea his bitch. Theon turned to hear the laughing crew of the Sea bitch turning to see them coming out of a Traven.
"You're the crew of the Sea Bitch, I'm your commander, welcome" Theon greets his men, but they ignore him, being rude to their captain.
"Stop" Theon tries to order but they're not listening.
"STOP! YOUR CAPTAIN COMMANDS YOU TO STOP" Theon shouted, but they only laugh at him.
"Where are we heading Captain?" One Ironborn asked in a mocking tone.
"The Stony Shore to raid their villages, there will be spoils for you and women if you do your jobs well" Theon spoke with authority.
"And who decides if we did our jobs well?" The baled ironborn asked, Theon smiled at him.
"Me, your captain" Theon spoke with pride, but his crew laughed at him, and the baled ironborn walked to him.
"I've been reeving and raping since before you left Balon's balls Captain" The Ironborn walks up to him.
"Don't reckon I've got much use for your ideas on how to do it, no use for a captain at all" Ironborn giving a toothless smile.
"I reckon I have a better job as the captain myself, all I need is a ship, you know where I could find one?" The ironborn asked, mocking Theon as he walked back. But Theon stops him.
"You can do that, take a ship head out on your own and I will hunt you down, drag you back in chains and hang you a traitor" Theon tries to sound threatening but they only laugh off.
"Not a very threatening little brother" Marron Greyjoy spoke out, walking behind him and seeing his failed leadership, Theon signed as the others laughed as Marron pats his shoulders.
"Yeah these ironborn only respect strength, you need to punish that guy in front of everyone" Marron advised his little brother.
"Watch this" Marron said, walking towards the bald ironborn and the others.
"Hey! You ugly bastard, the bald one, yeah you" Marron calls out, the bald ironborn looks shocking seeing Marron.
"So it's true Marron is back from the dead, after all these years here you are" The bald ironborn said, Marron nodded.
"Yeah it's been years, and yall are still ugly bastards seen the last time I was here" Marron smiled at the ironborn gathered around him, noticing his Decepticon symbol.
"I hear you been getting fucked by Robert's bastard, no longer an ironborn, now a slave to this…..mainlanders weak party" The bald Ironborn mocks, getting laugh from everyone but Marron smiled.
"First of all Lord Mychal is a trueborn, a joke seeing the King treats is own turn born like a bastard" Marron stating that fuck then pointing at the bald man.
"Secondly, you have a very shiny head," Marron compliments, confusing the Ironborn.
"What?" The man asked, as Marron stepped forward.
"Your head is all shiny and new, it's a good look, not like losing your hair no you choose to cut it off, I respect that" Marron nodded to him in respect, reaching for his side.
Marron pulls out two curved short swords, putting both blades around the bald Ironborn's neck.
Scaring him and everyone else watching.
"You head would look great on my ship, the Sharptooth, I think you shiny bald would look great on my mask, a beacon that shiny in the sun, of the man who thought it be funny to mock me and my leader" Marron threats, scaring the ironborn and those around him.
"Wait wait Marron" The man looked ready to pissed himself seeing the look of contempt in Marron's eyes.
"Ya know I came around here search for any real ironborn who want a chance at real glory, no raiding some no name village and fucking the same whore over and over again, no I'm looking for Ironborn ready to take the big one, ready to slay real warriors and take their virgin daughters" Marron states, on his way to get more ironborn to join him against Stannis Baratheon, tighten his blades on the man's neck.
"But I don't see them, listen up if I see you anywhere in my side of the sea, I will fuck not just you in the ass but I will gangbang every single one of your virgin assholes, got it" Marron threats them all, looking around at the scared little face as he leans forward and slowly lick the top of the bald man's head.
"Taster than cockheads, I wonder who's ass should I put your bald head in" Marron threatens, letting go of his swords as the bald man falls back, scared of Marron as he runs towards his rowboat.
"You know how to scare them brother" Yara spoke in awe, seeing the ironborn terrified for his older brother, Marron grins.
"IF they call you gay, threaten to fuck them in the ass, all men fear it" Marron said to his sister as Yara laughs looking at Theon.
"That's how to command respect brother" Yara walking toward him, Theon looks at them.
"Kind of you to send me off" Theon said, Yara walks by him.
"I'm not here for you, I'm on my way to Red Harbor" Yara looking out at sea.
"I got 30 ships with no way to put them, too narrow" Yara turns to her brothers.
"You better get out there wouldn't want her to set sail without you" Theon remarks back.
"That would never happen; my crew would wait on deck for a year if I asked them too" Yara brags and turns to the scared men kicking the row boat.
"This lot though" Yara points out, seeing the men leave, Marron chuckles hugging them.
"You two should come with me, make it one big family trip, show you two around King's landing" Marron offers, wanting to take his siblings away from the iron islands. Yara frowns at him.
"Go back to your glorious leader, ride his cock after abandoning us again" Yara spoke out, getting out of Marron hug.
"Yara" Marron calls out but Yara glares at him.
"You abandon us, all these years I thought you were dead, and here you are living it up with you friends in King's landing while I here suffering fathers teachings" Yara glares at his older brother, Marron flinched a little.
"Yara look at you, a pirate queen and noble lady, leading 30 ships and everything, you're doing well for yourself" Marron tries to say but Yara glares at him.
"Enjoy King's landing" Yara turns away from him as Marron frowns sadly, turning to Theon.
"How about you, Theon, want to come with big brother, not like these cunts respect you" Marron asked, wanting his brother to join him but Theon crossed his arms.
"Why? To make up that you abandon me to the Starks, making us think it's my fault you were dead" Theon said while Marron groaned.
"You had nothing to do with that no matter what our jackass of a father said, and you were fine at the Starks" Marron said, looking at Theon.
"Fine, they made me forget who I was" Theon spoke with Marron looking confused.
"Who you were? What did they do? Stave you? Abused you? Beat you? If they were so bad, why didn't you just leave?" Marron asked him, Theon looked away not knowing what to say.
"The Starks took care of you whether you like it or not, they treat you like a ward instead of a hostage, your smart then anyone on his island, hell some of them can't even write" Marron states, which is true at Ironborn can't write or even read, Theon smiled at Marron holds his shoulder.
"Ironborn don't take shit from anyone, I made my choose and I'm happy, you need to make your choice and became the man I know you can be, No matter what happens I lova ya Theon" Marron hugging Theon tight, giving him a kiss on the head while patting his head.
"Now go and claim your ship and fuck those bastards in the ass" Marron grins making Theon look disgusted.
"Marron" Theon complains while Marron laughs rubbing his hair.
"I'd prefer more handsome men myself, not these ugly bastards, they live on an island yet they're so dirty" Marron rants but turns to her brother.
"Hey I don't judge, but you show there bastards who the captain" Marron advised, as he heads off with Theon watching.
"Come on Captain, I'll take ya" Another Ironborn said, taking Theon stuff as Theon looked at Marron waving to him with Theon nodding back, heading towards his ship with new determination.