After reading the information on the screen, I get the biggest headache I've ever gotten. Memories start flashing through my mind, memories of a different life, where I sacrificed my humanity to save my people. I defeated the tyrant Dhespar and then made a pact with the great old Wyvern the last of its kind and drank its blood all to make my people prosper.
I united the four factions under my banner and became the first-ever Lord warden of Wyverndale. However, It is on a day of celebration that I met my end, the anniversary of the day I made the pact with the wyvern.
A big army of soldiers and giants who were thought to be extinct wearing a banner I have never seen before killing all my people. After fighting for two days straight I ended up dying along with my wyvern.
Trying to sort out all the memories in my head, I go through a bunch of different emotions, like excitement, anger, and finally sadness for being unable to save my people.
I get shaken out of my thoughts after feeling a wet sensation on my back. I open my eyes and try to get up and look at my surroundings. I'm on a beach somewhere in Dorne apparently, according to the system and what's around me. Not that I can do much.
-"Sunspear is two days south of where you are"
-"Please check inventory for starting items"
Opening my inventory I apparently got 10 gold dragons, 200 silver stags, and 1000 copper coins,
a guitar and the horn of Cinders.
The horn of Cinders is a horn used by Ramiel to rally his allies and boost their courage when facing the enemy.
Happy that I at least have a good amount of money to start off and a nice guitar to enjoy myself when I don't have anything else to do, I start walking south of where I am.
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Pov: Elia Martell
After giving birth to Aegon and resting to be able to travel well considering my constitution, I decided to return home to Sunspear to visit my mom and my brothers. But it couldn't be as simple as that could it. On our way we got attacked by bandits just a day and a half away from my home.
My men are currently getting killed and overwhelmed by bandits while my brother Oberyn is busy fighting off four at the same time. Holding my one year old son close to my chest and my daughter to my side.
I pray to the gods that they don't die today. My best friend and handmaiden Ashara is in front of me holding a dagger, not that it will be of much use against them.
Seeing the last of my men die, a man tries to enter my wagon, Ashara swings for him as soon as the door opens and manages to stab him in the neck but leaves the dagger in his neck out of fear. The man starts holding the dagger trying to remove it but ultimately, he dies slowly choking on his own blood.
Just before I was going to sigh in relief, a big man with yellow teeth and a scar across his mouth moves to enter the wagon. I put Rhaenys behind me hold my Aegon tighter.
Ashara tries to attack him but he slaps her to the side.
-" Well look what we have here, quite the lookers. HAHAHA"
While reaching his hand towards me, I close my eyes and pray to the gods for someone to save us.
-"ARGHHH"
Hearing that sound, I open my eyes and see a sword going through the bandits chest. The sword is pulled from his chest to reveal a tall man wearing the most magnificent set of silver armor I have ever seen. He turns towards us, piercing silver eyes can be seen through his helmet, both beautiful and scary. A deep, pleasant voice resonates across the wagon
-" Are you hurt anywhere my ladies?"
Too shook from what was happening I simply shook my head. He then looked at Ashara who was just as surprised as I was from the looks of it and did the same. His stare lingered on her a little more and after seeing the small bruise on her face and his eyes shone brighter.
The knight simply nodded then left the wagon. He started attacking the bandits, brutally killing one with each swing of his sword, they didn't stand a chance. He was pilling the bodies of the men who were dumb enough to challenge him. Before long, all the bandits were dead and he was surrounded by dead bodies.