Braavos

Three Moons After His Exile

Everyone that came with him were gathered inside a dimly lit room, which was about 180 people. The Room consisted of a Large Table in the Middle, and Chairs around it. Inside were Arthur, His Captains which consists of, Raganvad, Azaire, and Calisto. The others were either Soldiers or Villagers.

In the past 3 Moons many things have changed. Arthur picked 3 Captains, one of them Raganvad and the other Two were Captains when He was a Lord.

Speaking of being a Lord, the Villagers voted for him to be their Lord, a Lord that has no King, which technically makes him a King. Who would care anyways, they're in the middle of nowhere.

The small part of land they decided to settle in were near the ocean. The first few days were quite rough as they had to find shelter, Where to sleep, etc. But nevertheless after a few days they were a little bit more comfortable.

They have built a small village in which they shaped it a circle and in the middle of it a Fireplace, they also built a Meeting Hall, a port where they could park the sloop, and some Fishing Boats for Fishing.

They have called the village 'Exsilium' (Exile in Latin) All in all they were now comfortable.

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"As all of you know, in the past three moons we have become a successful village, we now have homes, a small port, and some fishing boats. But our little island's resources is limited, this is why Me and 60 other Soldiers will go to Braavos to try and set up a Trade Network there."

How you ask? Well there are many Old, fat, greedy, men there. What may just happen when he Willingly sign a contract that makes me his Heir, and suddenly when he is eating, poor Old Magister unfortunately chokes?"

Laughter was heard among the crowd, after it dissipated Arthur dismissed all of them besides the soldiers that were coming with him.

"Now, onto more serious matters. This second task is dangerous, VERY dangerous. We will embark on this task after we have built a decent trading network, and spy network. All of you were willing to go to Braavos. But maybe not this, i am not forcing you."

"Now what is this second task that you say is VERY dangerous? Are you saying we ain't capable enough to do it"

"Im not saying that, im saying that the task is nearly impossible. Why? We are going to Valyria."

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They had arrived in Braavos, Arthur was in his bed wondering why he had the idea to go to Valyria. Maybe he was suicidal after being exiled, he will never know.

All of them came with him but some requested that when they depart for Valyria, they will stay in Braavos and Guard the things that they will get from the Magisters. Of course he agreed, with Azaire commanding them, he was planning to anyway.

After resting for a while Arthur got up and went to the bar near the inn, there he found Raganvad enjoying his Ale with Calisto. He went to them and ordered a drink or two.

"Raganvad! Are you sure your wife won't be angry when she hears you went to Valyria?"

"HAHAHA! Raganvad you wild dog! Didn't expect you to have the balls to lie to your wife!"

"Stop you two! Im thinking of a way to appease her anger. Perhaps a jewelry or two from Valyria."

"Now that's just straight up Manipulating!"

"Stop Calisto, your guilt tripping him."

"What do you mean Guilt Tripping Arthur! Didn't you hear what he said! HAHAHA!"

The japes continued for hours until the three of them got drunk, which ended in them falling asleep in the Bar.

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Arthur woke up on the ground, with silk all over the place. He stood up and wondered where is he? He walked around for what felt like days, months, years until he found someone.

A woman to be precise. She was standing there with beauty that could compare to a goddess, with a face that would capture your very soul, silk robes covering her body, Curves that anyone would die for.

"Hello?"

"Ahhh, you have come. I have been expecting you."

"Wh-who are you?"

"You will have to find that out yourself."

"Where am i?"

"I have summoned you here, to let you know of your purpose."

"And what purpose is that?"

"To Die."

"Wh-what!?"

"Goodbye, Arthur Godfrey. We will meet again when you Die."