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On this rhread?)

[CrimsonMoon]

Yeah :3 unless you want to change threads?)

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No, this is fine xD)

[CrimsonMoon]

Kk, lets fo this xD)

-T I M E. S K I P-

When they had returned from the Iron Islands, the war was in full swing. The Greyjoy's victory having brought a wave of outrage so terrible that they had to be smuggled back to westeros.

Maida and Indigo had returned to storm's end, anidst the bloody border skirmishes... No ravens had come to Olin from her...

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[ Wait, should Olin and Brig go back to Dragonstone or stay on the Islands? ]

[CrimsonMoon]

How about he's on a campaign to secure a border from Tyrell assault? :3)

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Prince Olin was leading a campaign, their goal to secure a border from the Tyrells. He rode on a white stallion, his purple eyes narrowed as he looked around.

[CrimsonMoon]

The large, fertile valley was dotted with bluffs and small boulders, too far inland to get help from the greyjoys and too far south to get assistance from the starks... It was a dangerous campaign yet one that would be secured with the right tactics.

As they rode, a huge erd of goats crossed in front of the platoon, a shepard herding them quickly, shouting at the bleating creatures

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He watched the goats with a sigh. His mind was, as usual, on Indigo and Olin was unbelievably distracted by not hearing from her.

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The column was forced to stop to allow the enormous flock to pass... The shepar hurryig the creatures along... All at once, he took a glowing green jar from his tunic as he walked to the other side of the road...

And threw it down, almost immediately, a wall of Green Wild Fire erupted in front of them. There had been rumors that the young Lannister princess had foud a way to control and douse the once invincable flames... Was this it?!

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He jerked on his horses reins and pulled the screaming beast to a stop, cursing. He could feel the heat of the wild fire lick at them, "Fall back!"

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From the back of the column came the sound of battle, the unlucky ones closest to the flames were easily destroyed by the heat and flames alone... In the distance, a banner bobbed but the chaos and smoke kept it from being clearly identified

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[CrimsonMoon]

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Olin drew his sword and continued shouting orders. He looked around, trying to keep his horse under control and gain control of the situation.

[CrimsonMoon]

The older knight roared to Olin," WE MUST CHARGE THEM! WE ARE TRAPPED BY THE WILD FIRE F WE GO ANY FURTHER!!" A crossbow bolt suddenly slamming into his stallion's neck, the creature falling with the older knight.

In the distance, Gold Antlers bobs through the battle... The black stag knight was there

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"God damn it," Olin cursed and raised his sword, "We have no choice- WE MUST ATTACK!"

[CrimsonMoon]

The older knight was on his feet again and already organizing a shield wall. A lowly soldier runs to Olin and yells," Prince! You must stay safe!!"

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Olin's purple gaze was narrowed and scornful, "You mean hide away while my men die for me? What do you take me for, a coward?!" He snapped.

[CrimsonMoon]

" NO SIR!" The man straightens and salutes," YOU ARE MOT A COWARD... Thats what scares us, sir!!" He bows his head," Sir! You are the future of our kingdom! You MUST survive!!"

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Olin's white stallion gave an impatient snort, mirroring the prince's mood, "Then protect me well, but don't expect me to sit back and watch as all the men die around me."