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To All Lords and Ladies of the Realm, The Conclave of Archmaesters has convened, and by the wisdom of our order and the ancient methods of the Citadel, it is declared: winter is upon us. The turning of the seasons is no small matter, nor should its weight be underestimated. Let every lord and lady take heed, for the longest nights draw near, and with them, the cold breath of hardship. Grain stores must be tallied. Livestock must be secured. Walls must be mended, and the strong must see to the weak. This is no season for folly or pride but for preparation and prudence. Though we look to the skies and study the shifting patterns of the stars, winter’s strength will ultimately be measured not in days but in deeds. As each hearth burns and each hall resounds with voices calling for shelter and sustenance, the choices made by lords great and small will echo long after the snows melt away. Take this time to reflect not only on the cost of survival but on the bonds of kin and kingdom that might yet endure. The history of winters past tells us one truth: strength is drawn from unity, while division feeds the wolves that prowl in the dark. We urge all to act wisely, for while the days of summer bring growth and abundance, winter tests all things—land, lineage, and legacy. May the light of the Seven, the Old Gods, and every faith across the realm guide you, Archmaester Harrion, Keeper of the Keys, on behalf of the Conclave of the Citadel.

To the Lords, Ladies, and all amongst the esteemed peerage of Westeros, As white ravens announce another season's turn, it is my sincerest desire that the arrival of this correspondence in accompainament to the proclamation of a new winter's dawn provides respite, and reason to take heart, in the midst of our whole kingdom's commitment to preserving this era of prosperity regardless of what the coming season may bring to pass. Before the winter winds restrict travel and oblige your liegeships' absolute attention to the protection and care of our lands and its people, The Royal Court of King's Landing shall host it's second Formal session of 130 AC. Commencing the second week of the tenth moon, the forthcoming assembly will begin with The Smith's Day festivities and conclude after the celebrations for The Mother's Day draw to a close. With our ability to congregate for next year's observances of The Maiden's and The Father's Day highly suspect, the Crown intends to host outsized affairs for both holy days to demonstrate to The Seven Heavens all the gratitude for their unending blessings this winter is like to necessitate us to sustain in isolation, and in equal measure, to honor the ties that bind our peerage which have allowed us to face whatever harshness the coming moons may hold with optimism and a brave face. Whilst winter preparations consume our days, the generosity this court is prepared to bestow on those who grant their favor in attendance is not to be overlooked. In-keeping with the tradition of The Good King and His Grace, My Father, King Viserys—whose absence weighs heaviest for so many, and foremost myself, with the arivval of the first winter since his passing—as mine own nameday will come around in the midst of these events , I shall not ask for gifts, but instead offer them to those most outstanding in their contributions to allowing the start of my reign, and our kingdom as a whole, to thrive. Champions of The Court may be named for martial skill and exemplary service to Westeros alike, bestowed new measures of wealth to ease winter's burden, afforded safe harbor and positions within the walls of The Red Keep should they choose to seek it, and even greater honors than bestowed in years pasat on the seven young sets of intendeds chosen to represent our kingdom's future before the eyes of The Smith, our most blessed of this season. This invitation is not delivered flippantly nor without heed as to oncoming danger, but to remind its every reader that whatever they must do to preserve the interests of those sworn to them and who they serve in return, the unprecedented possibilities presented with this season's turn are a mandate to take every matter into account, and then meet the decision with steadfast dedication; As rulers, lieges, and regents, these verdicts define not just our legacies, but the very shape of the future for us all. Seven only know what this winter holds, but with these words, you are here by invited to meet it in the glow of our Court's light amidst the dawning dark. May you find good fortune in the moons to come, Her Majesty, Queen Rhaenyra, First of Her Name, Queen of the the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, and the Queen of All of Westeros

Arc III of A Song of Golden Fire and Black Blood: Alight in The Dark begins February 2nd

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Coming Soon to A Song of Golden Fire and Black Blood

Our story resumes with frosty tensions, the rituals of midwinter, and the worst freeze of the past half century trapping the denizens and guests of King’s Landing alike within unwelcoming castle walls. Half a year since winter first dawned, the allies always happy to answer the Queen’s call, those who sought shelter from the harshest of winter’s conditions in the capital, and many a traveler with far easier means to come and go than traditional noble convoys find the rivers, bay, and roads frozen still and shut. In a castle stocked to outlast a half-dozen year long siege, with floors warmed by dragon fire-fueled vents, and the geothermal springs underneath the city providing comfort not only to dragon dens but their fiery masters with near-endless hot water, to the uninitiated it would appear one only has to say yes to heaven to avoid the lands around them turned to hell frozen over. However, trapped nobles hardly make for easy housemates, isolated from their homes, worried for their people, and with little to do but stew in their schemes, even the most exciting and grandiose distractions Queen Rhaenyra has to offer may not be enough to keep the Red Keep from living up to the most gruesome associations of its name. But where frosty tensions may shatter, a freeze has its own magic for bringing people together, close quarters drawing together new allies, and gathering for warmth inviting a question to spark up even the coldest hearts; Who can you truly trust, and who do you wish you could be, when proximity and allegiances are stripped away and we are all but freezing souls reaching out for another pair warm hands, and perhaps even warmer hearts.

𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐜 𝐈𝐕: 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟕𝐭𝐡.

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High Valyrian: To Bring Light Against the Dark

Since Aegon's Conquest of Westeros, the celebrations held at the start of an oncoming winter have widely been known by their Valyrian name, due to outsized influence that has shaped cultural festivities removed from the broader Faith of The Seven religious calendar from a society's-long love affair with fire and the Targaryen rulers who have sought to keep it's flame alive.

From the highest of Westerosi nobility to The Kingdom's most common-born, all know one phrase in High Valyrian: Ōños bē Zōbrie. But whether it truly means the celebrations all participants hope will see them through coming dark times with a few remaining slivers of brightness, or is simply pretty phrasing to forewarn oncoming disaster, depends on the luck of one's birth, the grace of the gods, and the resolve of their rulers.

As winter is once more upon us, the reports of Lord Corlys Velaryon, Lord Gormon Massey, and Lord Clement Celtigar, endeavor to inform The Crown that while the year's harvests only garnered 85% of their projected yields, the aquifers maintained by the Wendwater River and just north of Duskendale have taken on such high levels of water that the amount drained to maintain proper levels shall provide enough extra stores for nearly half the population of the Crownlands, Stormlands, and Vale for approximately three-and-a-half months. While political turmoil can never be considered truly at rest in the Kingdom's capital region, the lieges sworn directly to the Iron Throne have taken great heart in the face of the coming winter—while not altogether ready to set aside their differences between one another—petty and powerful lords alike are happy to stand behind Queen Rhaenyra and her allies as record-breaking trade yields this year have put more than enough gold in their pockets to ensure a well and comfortable winter. Queen Rhaenyra, the Queen of the Andals, Rhoynar, First Men, and All of Westeros, wishes to share her personal grace to each and every citizen of the Crownlands, with hopes everyone can share in the many lovely drinks and desserts to come out of this season's apple harvest, enjoy their town and village square's winter dances, and that they might all keep one another in their shared prayers to be a bright spot across Westeros no matter what the dark may bring.

As this season of winter begins, the reports of Lord Elmo Tully, Lord Forrest Frey and Lord Samwell Blackwood indicate that the last harvest of the summer was rich and plentiful, but they are still contending with the schisms within House Strong and early but heavy snowfall has blocked off some of the smaller routes used for trade and travel, with the fear that more is yet to come. However, the people of the Riverlands are encouraged by the economic boost the region had in the summer months. The Lord Paramount of the Riverlands wishes the citizens of the region, common and highborn both, blessings for a brief and prosperous winter to come, and hopes that the ice will not crack under their bone skates when the rivers and the God's Eye freeze over.

With the arrival of winter, the reports of both the Citadel and Highgarden inform that The Reach has less chance of heavy snowfall, contending with the discontent arising in Oldtown due to Lord Lyonel Hightower's betrothal to his former stepmother, Lady Samantha Hightower, and animal attacks that affect the livestock, while remaining encouraged by a bountiful harvest. The Lady Regent of The Reach, Lady Alla Tyrell, wishes the commonfolk and highborn alike blessings for the upcoming harvest, and prosperous and bright times in the winter moons to come.

As winter is once more upon us, reports out of The Golden Tooth, Silverhill, and ultimately Lannisport, advise that while this past Autumn's relative dryness has seen a higher-than-expected grain yield going into winter, wildfires have now broken out in the forests between the Lands of House Swyft and House Serret, killing an undue load and rendering many acres of potential firewood unusable for the coming cold. However, what has been lost in game the Lords of Kayce, Feastfires, and the new Ruling-Lady of Fair isle have seen made up for nearly twice-fold in heightened efforts and attentions turned to fishing yields and shellfish harvest; which has in turn proved most effective thus far in ameliorating the skepticism and heightened tensions resulting from the latter's abrupt assertion of her position and nearly as quick betrothal between Lady Lysa's eldest son and heir and Lord Jason Lannister's second eldest daughter. The Lord of Casterly Rock, Shield of Lannisport, Warden of The West and Lord-Paramount of the Westerlands, Lord Jason Lannister, wishes the small and highborn citizens of their region alike, heart meals, as much stiff ale as one could hope, blazing hearths, and good fortune in the coming moons.

As this season of winter begins, the reports of Lady Jeyne Arryn, Lord Jaspor Grafton, and Lord Leowyn Corbray indicate that The Vale has structures that are well protected from the harshness of the cold, but is contending with the consistently challenged succession of their liege lady and their lack of resources in their own land while remaining encouraged by their flourishing trade in Gulltown. Lady Jeyne Arryn wishes the citizens of The Vale luck towards keeping out the harsh bite of winter, passing the time by the fire with warm ale, and kindly, blessed times in the winter to come.

With the arrival of winter, Lord Borros Baratheon and Lady Elenda Baratheon Storm’s End are preparing for cold rain weather, as their castles are being extra prepared for this weather. The Stormlands hone of the best built castles, as they’re built to withstand this winter. extreme tensions with weather, trade has been hard to get across the seaside, due to the heavy dangerous waves. Due to the heavy rainfall, the crops have been failing, with the overwatering, it had been leaving most farmers hard to crop. Lord Borros Baratheon and Lady Elenda Baratheon Storm’s End a a warm and a healthy winter. As they hope that everyone stays warm, for the Stag Winter festival. They hope for a forgiving and fortunate times in the winter to come.

As winter is once more upon us, the reports of Pyke, Old Wyck and Harlaw report that the Iron Islands have the advantage of an island climate, contending with the uneasiness of the smallfolk due to the coming winter and the lack of firewood in the region due to its rocky soil, while remaining encouraged by the posibility of increased trade with the mainland. Lord Dalton Greyjoy, the Lord Reaper of Pyke, wishes all whom he governs luck towards the comming celebrations of the season, and forgiving times and a fortunate weather in the winter to come.

As this season of winter begins, the reports of Lord Cregan Stark, Lord Benjen Mormont, and Lord Desmond Manderly indicate that the North is enduring the harsh realities of the season with characteristic resilience. The region benefits from well-stocked granaries and game-rich forests, but it is contending with tensions among northern bannermen, as well as the challenges of early and unforgiving snowfalls, which have made travel and trade nearly impossible. Nevertheless, the people of the North remain encouraged by the strength of their unity and the promise of stores sufficient to last the long winter. Lord Cregan Stark wishes the citizens of the North—commonfolk and highborn alike—warmth for their hearths, luck in their hunts, and joy in their winter feasts, as they honor the old tradition of singing tales of heroism by firelight, hoping for a season that is as brief, forgiving, and fortunate as the gods may allow in the winter to come.

With the arrival of winter, the reports of Princess Aliandra Martell, Lady Mahira Dayne, and Lord Doran Yronwood indicate that Dorne is blessed with encouragingly mild weather for the season, sparing its people from the harsher cold that grips the rest of Westeros. However, the region faces tensions between its noble houses as they deliberate over alliances for the challenges to come, and there are troubling signs of diminishing water reserves in the deeper deserts. Despite these concerns, Dorne remains buoyed by thriving trade along its coasts, with ports like Sunspear and Planky Town bustling with activity. Princess Aliandra wishes the citizens of Dorne—both the highborn and the smallfolk alike—blessings for bright, prosperous, and warm times in the winter to come, encouraging all to celebrate the season with the cherished Dornish tradition of sharing spiced wine and citrus preserves to ward off the chilled desert nights.

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        INTO THE BLACK: A COLLABORATIVE WRITING COMMUNITY

The idea of this group is to create a collaborative writing community where we all work to write a story –together. Bringing together adult writers who enjoy roleplaying as one of their main hobbies and are online more days than not, Into the Black isn't just another group in the tags. Our discord will work as a writer’s room where we will all work together to construct episodes of our story. Together, we’ll create a colorful world in the depths of space, with all of our characters at the center of the story. 

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Many years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction when the Company swooped in and saved the species. With knowledge and technology beyond the average person’s wildest dreams, the Company colonized multiple planets in a galaxy whose existence had previously only been known to elite scientists. By a stroke of luck, all the colonies thrived. 

That luck ran out when a group of anarchists overtook the Company and used its vast wealth and knowledge to take power from each of the individually run planets. Rebels across the galaxy fought against the changes....only to be met with deadly force. To do their dirty work, the Company employed teams of bounty hunters. Every time a team touches down, they are faced with incredible danger. No matter what obstacles a planet throws at them, they must finish the job or die trying. 

The Terminus belongs to one such team of bounty hunters.  For better or for worse, each mission they receive is a chance to prove themselves. Only time will tell if the hunters are on the right side of history….or if being on the right side of anything matters anymore.

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[itbpromos]

        INTO THE BLACK: A COLLABORATIVE WRITING COMMUNITY

The idea of this group is to create a collaborative writing community where we all work to write a story –together. Bringing together adult writers who enjoy roleplaying as one of their main hobbies and are online more days than not, Into the Black isn't just another group in the tags. Our discord will work as a writer’s room where we will all work together to construct episodes of our story. Together, we’ll create a colorful world in the depths of space, with all of our characters at the center of the story. 

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Many years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction when the Company swooped in and saved the species. With knowledge and technology beyond the average person’s wildest dreams, the Company colonized multiple planets in a galaxy whose existence had previously only been known to elite scientists. By a stroke of luck, all the colonies thrived. 

That luck ran out when a group of anarchists overtook the Company and used its vast wealth and knowledge to take power from each of the individually run planets. Rebels across the galaxy fought against the changes....only to be met with deadly force. To do their dirty work, the Company employed teams of bounty hunters. Every time a team touches down, they are faced with incredible danger. No matter what obstacles a planet throws at them, they must finish the job or die trying. 

The Terminus belongs to one such team of bounty hunters.  For better or for worse, each mission they receive is a chance to prove themselves. Only time will tell if the hunters are on the right side of history….or if being on the right side of anything matters anymore.

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                                   MAIN. FULL PLOT. PREMISE. 

NOW OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS!

[itbpromos]

        INTO THE BLACK: A COLLABORATIVE WRITING COMMUNITY

The idea of this group is to create a collaborative writing community where we all work to write a story –together. Bringing together adult writers who enjoy roleplaying as one of their main hobbies and are online more days than not, Into the Black isn't just another group in the tags. Our discord will work as a writer’s room where we will all work together to construct episodes of our story. Together, we’ll create a colorful world in the depths of space, with all of our characters at the center of the story. 

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Many years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction when the Company swooped in and saved the species. With knowledge and technology beyond the average person’s wildest dreams, the Company colonized multiple planets in a galaxy whose existence had previously only been known to elite scientists. By a stroke of luck, all the colonies thrived. 

That luck ran out when a group of anarchists overtook the Company and used its vast wealth and knowledge to take power from each of the individually run planets. Rebels across the galaxy fought against the changes....only to be met with deadly force. To do their dirty work, the Company employed teams of bounty hunters. Every time a team touches down, they are faced with incredible danger. No matter what obstacles a planet throws at them, they must finish the job or die trying. 

The Terminus belongs to one such team of bounty hunters.  For better or for worse, each mission they receive is a chance to prove themselves. Only time will tell if the hunters are on the right side of history….or if being on the right side of anything matters anymore.

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                                   MAIN. FULL PLOT. PREMISE. 

NOW OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS!

[itbpromos]

        INTO THE BLACK: A COLLABORATIVE WRITING COMMUNITY

The idea of this group is to create a collaborative writing community where we all work to write a story –together. Bringing together adult writers who enjoy roleplaying as one of their main hobbies and are online more days than not, Into the Black isn't just another group in the tags. Our discord will work as a writer’s room where we will all work together to construct episodes of our story. Together, we’ll create a colorful world in the depths of space, with all of our characters at the center of the story. 

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Many years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction when the Company swooped in and saved the species. With knowledge and technology beyond the average person’s wildest dreams, the Company colonized multiple planets in a galaxy whose existence had previously only been known to elite scientists. By a stroke of luck, all the colonies thrived. 

That luck ran out when a group of anarchists overtook the Company and used its vast wealth and knowledge to take power from each of the individually run planets. Rebels across the galaxy fought against the changes....only to be met with deadly force. To do their dirty work, the Company employed teams of bounty hunters. Every time a team touches down, they are faced with incredible danger. No matter what obstacles a planet throws at them, they must finish the job or die trying. 

The Terminus belongs to one such team of bounty hunters.  For better or for worse, each mission they receive is a chance to prove themselves. Only time will tell if the hunters are on the right side of history….or if being on the right side of anything matters anymore.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

                                   MAIN. FULL PLOT. PREMISE. 

NOW OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS!

[itbpromos]

        INTO THE BLACK: A COLLABORATIVE WRITING COMMUNITY

The idea of this group is to create a collaborative writing community where we all work to write a story –together. Bringing together adult writers who enjoy roleplaying as one of their main hobbies and are online more days than not, Into the Black isn't just another group in the tags. Our discord will work as a writer’s room where we will all work together to construct episodes of our story. Together, we’ll create a colorful world in the depths of space, with all of our characters at the center of the story. 

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Many years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction when the Company swooped in and saved the species. With knowledge and technology beyond the average person’s wildest dreams, the Company colonized multiple planets in a galaxy whose existence had previously only been known to elite scientists. By a stroke of luck, all the colonies thrived. 

That luck ran out when a group of anarchists overtook the Company and used its vast wealth and knowledge to take power from each of the individually run planets. Rebels across the galaxy fought against the changes....only to be met with deadly force. To do their dirty work, the Company employed teams of bounty hunters. Every time a team touches down, they are faced with incredible danger. No matter what obstacles a planet throws at them, they must finish the job or die trying. 

The Terminus belongs to one such team of bounty hunters.  For better or for worse, each mission they receive is a chance to prove themselves. Only time will tell if the hunters are on the right side of history….or if being on the right side of anything matters anymore.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

                                   MAIN. FULL PLOT. PREMISE. 

NOW OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS!