3 Magnar ( rewrite
Time passed 225 years, exactly. With only seventy-five years left until the crossing of the arms of Dorne, David wondered about the lands of westores, making many discoveries. In the lands, he met with multiple Magical creatures, those with intelligence and those without intelligence. He went down to the crown lands and towards Blackwater Bay, reaching the supposed location of Kings Landing.
For five years, he stayed in those lands before he traveled to Dorne, moving every once in a while and creating potions and spells as the years passed. A while back, he started to focus on technology; he built the first telescope, and most of his inventions were for fun or to help a friend in need.
David's name echoed among the Giants, for he had left a mark on the land. He cast an incredible spell, transforming the once snow-covered Skagos and Skane Island into a vibrant hub of magic, basking it in the sun's warmth. His actions altered the physical landscape and the very essence of the land, making it a testament to his power and influence.
Multiple creatures of magic, such as ponies and children, came to those lands and lived in their valleys and mountains. Even Giants joined in with permission, of course. After all, it was recognized that David was the owner of the land, and they were just guests. They had a name for him, The Unseen one."
After many discoveries and encounters with different creatures, he decided to travel to the Dothraki Sea. It was now seventy years before the invasion of westores by the first man.
When I crossed the arm of Dorn and looked out and saw the narrow sea, it was a wonder. Magic had been something I had been studying for years; transfiguration was the one thing I was highly adept at. It came easy to me, and I inherited some of the magic of westores.
With transfiguration, I made paper and books; after staying with the children for three years, I learned their language; it was runes, of course, but how do you write a language that sounds like the wind?."
The answer is Magic. Human ears can only hear the wind, but with magic, you can make out the words hidden in the wind. If you do not have magic and want to listen to the song of the earth, you will fail miserably.
Years of Traveling allowed me to start marking down places with gold mines, iron, copper, and silver. The one place I found to harbor more of the minerals was the north, especially Skagos.
The children of the forest taught me the costume of carving a face on weirwood trees, and I loved it. It involves a ritual of sacrificing something, and so I did. I went after dire wolves, shadow cats, and a Giant.
He was my friend, Karo. Despite myths about Giants being relatively simple creatures, this is not true. It is just that they do not have enough food to sustain them, and they conserve their energy by sleeping in the ground. This hibernation state could go on for years, and it is how they survived.
I remember the day I met Karo. We fought for five hours straight. My strength was superior, and so was my speed. I could have killed him long before the battle began, but it was fun. And if you looked at his smile as an indication, he was also happy to fight me.
When he died three hundred years ago, I buried him in the middle of Skagos Island with a weirwood seed in his mouth. I prayed to the old Gods for him to join them, and they agreed. With his death, he brought beauty like none other. In the middle of Skagos was a weirwood tree that almost pierced through the skies.
From that day on, I claimed the island as my own, but the growth of such a tree was also a boon of magic in that land; I had built a forest of weirwood trees in Skagos, so the land was highly healthy and could grow food rapidly. Some of the children of the forest moved there and carved the tree without my permission, but I did not mind.
Present pov........
After all that time, I decided to cross the arm of Dorne and walk to the Dothraki Sea. After some time, I settled down in a small forest near where the Dothraki Sea and Valyria met.
It was a small forest and a small clan of people with pelts and leathery pants. They were doing well for themselves for the first few years. It wasn't until five years passed when I heard the sound of steel against steel and the cries of women and children. I came near the clan and looked at them from the tree line. And I saw their tents burned and bodies everywhere. A good portion of them were alive, but you could see many of them mourn.
Most men in the clan were killed, and some mothers were left with children that were as young as babes. And some of them were hiding in holes underground. There were not enough men to hunt for the clan, and eventually, they would die of starvation.
Realizing and seeing their situation, I began to hunt and leave food at the entrance. Even horses were given to the camp. I would also find wild dogs that were puppies for them to raise on their own to become their guard dogs.
And this went on for some time. At times, I would allow them to catch glimpses of me.
The Village Magnar was an older man going on in years. His eldest son died in the last raid, and he was grieving, but he stood up and became the Magnar when they needed him the most. He asked the younger ones of the clan, and some dared to say they were responsible for the food appearing at the camp entrance. But he knew better.
Another day passed, and he found the same thing the next day: food was to the side in a bag, and three healthy wild stallions tied to the entrance gate. Suspicion began to grow, but he took the food and asked the same thing. Most of the men in the village also began to grow suspicious.
The one question that ran through their minds was, who is giving us this food? The villagers asked. A good two more years passed, and the same thing would happen every day. There were some wild dogs in the clan now. A gift from the unseen one. They would say.
That is what they call David. One day, an energetic teenager was walking in the forest playing with his friends, but he got lost. As he walked further into the forest, he came upon a cabin in the woods. You could see firewood on the side of the cabin, and on the walls were windows showing a shadow, looking right back at the young Eivor.
In an instant, he crouched down with his axe in hand. This cabin was not supposed to be here. He looked at the thing before him, and he didn't know what it was, but it was nothing like a tent, a place of living made of wood. He had never seen that before.
He looked around and saw no trees near the house; the whole yard was grass. He slowly turned around and ran back straight, trying his best to get home, and he did.
When he returned, he told the elders about the cabin and how it looked, but they said he was eating the mushrooms of the forest. But the Magnar found himself asking, "Is the unseen one this close to us, and we didn't know?" he saw the fight in the young, adventurous Eivor.
Later that night, when the village was sleeping, the barking of dogs could be heard. This alerted the guards, so they looked outside for anything, and as soon as they saw the light of a torch within the forest, they became alert. One of the Guards was about to say something when an arrow shot him down.
The guard's body fell to the ground with a loud thud, and his partner beside him yelled, " ATTACK, WERE BEING ATTACKED." The clan's man gathered their woman and children and told them to retreat to the forest behind the camp.
The men were ready to fight when the gate was kicked down, and they saw thousands of Raiders prepared to kill pillage and r#pe. Eivor also saw this, and he had his axe out, ready to attack. In his mind, he said, "Not again, not again." Behind the woman and children is a man with a cloak and two ravens on his shoulders. The woman and children could not see who the forest was behind them.
As the raiders were licking their lips and grabbing their crotch from the pleasure they so desired, a feeling of uncertainty began to enter their hearts. Two ravens bigger than any raven seen were standing on top of a tent, and they both cawed at them, instilling fear."
This brought attention to the two birds from both sides. When the Raiders were about to move, the birds cawed again, but this time, they weren't at the top of the tent but in the middle—between the clan members and the raiders, they stood alone on the cold ground. But they flew high up in the air only to circle back and land on the shoulder of a man in a black cloak with a spear. A young raider who saw this asked, "Who the hell are you supposed to be?"
" Death," David replied. he was trying to be mysterious. He wanted to make an impression on these people.
The raiders laughed at him, but Eivoir, ready for battle, said silently, "The Unseen one."
The children near Eivor had heard what he said. They had listened to the stories of this creature before them, but they thought he was the kind of monster that protected them. (They had no idea how right they were.)
When the laughing was done, an arrow was released from the raider's side, but David caught it and used his thumb to break the arrow. His raven flew off to Eivor, landing on his shoulders, making him wince from the bird's claws.
The moon In the sky glistened, the top of the spear showing its sharp tip. Once the men were laughing, the next second, they were screaming, and David went in like an avalanche, cutting down five men at once. He snapped necks and kicked others so hard he broke their sternum, making them die of choking on their blood.
One by one, he bit into them and drained them dry of their blood. His eyes turned red, and his fangs were black; his eyes had black veins around them. He moved like a blur, killing one enemy after another; there was a growl as he moved. When he was done, the spear was painted red, and dried blood was in his mouth and chin.
When he turned around, he saw that they were bowing to him as if he were a god. David walked past the man, woman, and children and walked back home in the forest.
One morning, the elders asked Eivor if he remembered where the cabin was, for they wanted him to be their new and stronger Magnar. Eivor, knowing the situation, nodded.
The men behind the Magnar said this was a bad idea. They saw the horrors of the unseen, and now they knew to him they were children. A being that strong was protecting them. And they wanted to know why.
It was midday. Eivor the Magnar and two warriors walked in the forest towards the Cabin. After three hours of walking, they came upon it in the open field.
They were about to walk forward when they saw a big black wolf walking towards them. It was about to attack, but they heard a whistle in the distance. The wolf ran to the cabin's front door, and a man in weird clothing came out. They assumed this to be the Unseen one.
He was wearing formal pants and a shirt with a formal vest. David had a short haircut, showing he did not share the culture of having long hair to prove his worthiness as a warrior. Eivor, a teenager who mistakes stupidity for bravery, walked to the front door and went in.
The inside of the cabin was warm and comfortable. They saw stools with leather on them, and in the middle was a table you could see through. This was like a whole new world. They walked further into the cabin and saw the man drawing strange symbols on a white Parchment.
"Thank you, unseen one, for allowing us to enter your humble abode," the Magnar said, but all David Asked was, "What are you doing searching for me, Dorak?" The Magnar's eyes widened, and so did everyone.
" I am honored to know that you know my name, unseen one." Dorak said, "My question has still not been answered." David replied to him.
The Magnar was nervous, so he said his secondary goal instead of his first: "We came bearing gifts to thank you."
At this, David turned around, and they saw the face of a handsome man. "Well, I do love gifts. Let me see what we have here," said David with his hands already in the basket. he was fast that was evident.
The Magnar gave the basket to David, and he went through all of them, most of which were from kids.
"Now, for your true purpose of coming here?" David asked. he truly wanted to know what they would say, but he had a good idea.
"I guess I could never lie to you," said Dorak,
"Truthfully, we came here to thank you and also because I would like to ask you to be our leader."
"And why should I do that?" asked David.
Dorak stuttered. "Well, you have provided food for us for many years, and you have taken care of us, and last night, you showed us that we are only children to you."
The warrior behind Dorak cut him off and said, " Unseen one, ever since you have given us food and animals to protect us, we have grown many, and it has attracted the attention of other clans who love to raid."
Before he could go on, David asked, "You say that as if you are innocent of raiding, but to be truthful, raiding is a part of who you are, and you once loved it. what changed?"
" family." the warrior answered. "Ahh, yes, family, the changer of men," replied Eivor.
"We wish to secure the peace you have given us, so please, unseen one, we implore you to please lead us and be our strength." said the man.
"What say you, young Eivor.?" the young teenager was surprised at how he knew his name, but he answered the question, "I never knew my father because he was taken in a raid a long time ago, but if you become our leader we know we can thrive so I will ask the same thing. Unseen one."
All the men in the room nodded, agreeing with the boy's words: "Aye, I will be your leader, but we will travel to a distant land, a land of great wealth, food, and animals to hunt and as my first order as Magnar prepares to leave the land."
