Chapter 8

*General POV*

It's now just 8 years since Robert Baratheon has taken the Iron Throne.

Many had hoped once he became King things would get better, I mean how much worse can you get than the Mad King.

He regularly burned people alive while sexually assaulting his Queen Sister brutally after he watched them burn.

As the years passed and the realms were still in debt. King Robert and his Queen, Cersei Lannister lived extremely extravagantly, while not caring to manage the realms appropriately. In turn the realms weakened overall.

Seeing that weakness Balon Greyjoy saw his chance, after so long of quietly building ships he wasn't supposed to be.

They had been limited on the wood they could buy from the realms, their most recent attempt at stopping future raiding and rebellion.

Didn't work very well, rather than buy wood they raided nearby realms of their trees. Covertly due to they had already lost to Aegon not that long ago. They had to wait for the right time.

Now he had a Fleet big enough to claim the Iron Price, or at least he thought so.

He named himself King of the Iron Islands and forged what he called The Kingdom of the Iron Islands with his vassals, then started the rebellion.

Early on they had great success securing several victories, including Euron Greyjoy raiding Lannisport and burning almost all of the Lannisters fleet that was anchored in its port.

The turning point for the rebellion's success occurred when Rodrik Greyjoy, Balon's eldest son and heir to House Greyjoy, was killed when his fleet assaulted Seagard.

He was killed in combat after the assault failed by Lord Jason Mallister, the Lord of Seagard a loyal bannerman of House Tully.

After that the Ironborn were pushed back towards Pike steadily due to being outnumbered by 10 to 1.

Stannis Baratheon, King Roberts younger brother and Master of Ships for the Royal fleet.

He swiftly crushed the Greyjoy fleet, reducing the Ironborn moral and further exacerbating their issue of being outnumbered.

Even with Roberts larger army, he was still forced to send a raven to have Ned Stark wait for him before starting the siege.

After receiving such orders the Northerners wanted to ignore and keep pressing forward. They had the momentum and the drive.

In the norther Lords minds, it was the southerners just wanting their piece of Glory and Fame, but Ned knew better.

He knew this was Robert just wanting to swing his hammer around and shed as much blood as possible.

So to ease the tention with his bannermen Ned spoke up.

"Nay, my lords its not the southerners that seek glory. they'd rather us do it now so they can walk back home. Its King Robert that wants us to wait. He knows once we're done with them there wouldn't be enough for him."

Getting a round of chuckles from the lords while they puffed out their chests with pride.

Ser Jorah Mormont chimed in, "Aye, and from last I seen if the king askes for any more pieces he may need to get a rounder plate suit."

Another round of laughter went around the room, easing the tension and calming heads.

Battle does that to men, they get adrenaline and psychological breaks from witnessing such up close warfare.

Even hardened veterans can get caught up in the moment, so Ned was glad things were much calmer.

As he was looking over the terrain to go ahead and start having the men set up seige equipment and have everything ready.

That way they could just overwhelm the gates and end this rebellion as soon as King Robert arrived.

While devising a plan a messenger run into the room delivering a sealed scroll.

Watching Ned change in facial expressions as he read lower he went from happy to worried fairly quickly caused their morbid curiosity. Afer all couldn't be too bad if it started happy.

After looking up from the little scroll and seeing the room full of expectant faces and released a sigh.

"It says Catelyn successfully gave birth to my daughter Arya Stark."

Leaving it at that due to not wanting to have to deal with the final part.

"Aye, good news indead my Lord. But was that all it said?" Thoros of Myr asked.

He was a well known battle-crazed warrior priest of the Lord of Light. Sent by the High Priest of the Lord of Light to turn King Robert away from the Faith of the Seven and convert him to the Lord of Light.

He quickly became a drinking and whoring companion with King Robert, both very similar.

"Nothing much, just my second born seems to have gone missing for a few days again." Seeing the exhausted expression on his face the group broke in with laughter.

The northerners all knew Cyrus' antics. He was always a strange one to them, not in a bad way tho. He was a northerner after all, and a Stark to top it off. He was more of a mystery than anything.

Keeping to himself or playing with his siblings, he disappeared a few times but always showed up safe and sound. Usually accompanied by a new animal.

Many remember the day he showed up with a shadowcat walking with him, that had people in their houses for days not daring to go outside.

"Aye, him coming home isn't what I'm worried about. I even find myself hesitating to enter my private area of the Godswood anymore. Last time I was there thinking I almost had a heart attack from Fenryr."

The evening passed and Ned had issued the order to set up the siege.

Elsewhere not too far from the northern encampment.

*Cyrus POV*

"Oh another [Tin Mine]"

Yea I ended up in my travels finding a few rare metals and herbs on the way.

Well as you can imagine one thing led to another and well I kinda got lost in more experimenting and that led to crafting which led to, well you get the idea.

And by the time I realized it I had been gone a week, but during that time he had also found out how to not get caught.

Dying of boredom waiting for this epic battle to occur to power level himself, I decided to fish.

I was on an island after all, but what I found had me so excited I had to limit myself to only catching a stack.

[Deviate Fish] : Eat me. (10 sec cooldown)

That's right, I finally started really leveling my cooking.

Don't worry, I kept it within reason in my book. So now having a few

[Savory Deviate Delight] : Eat me. (10 sec cooldown)

So I will either be disguised as a Ninja, or a pirate. Either works for me. It will last one hour and should even make me look like an adult to hide me even better.

Not long after I quickly put the fishing pole back up to hopefully stop the fishing itch I heard the horn that would start my farming process.

Seeing all the focus on the sieging army, I eat the [Savory Deviate Delight].

Don't know why it's called savory, cause it wasn't very savory to me. Unless you think spiced fish oil is savory.

With a nice little poof I was now a... Toddler in a pirate outfit?

What the hell, Gods now I don't know if I want to be seen. Definitely would've preferred the ninja.

Just as I was going to escape, I looked at my xp bar.

It's just a test, and just cause it goes boom don't mean they well know I did it. I'm a freaking Toddler in a pirate suit. Who's going to take me seriously.

Seeing my chance as I see a man with a flaming sword running to help bring down the gate I throw the [Rough Dynamite] thru a small opening as the door is buckling inwards.

Wait!! A freaking FLAMING SWORD. AWESOME! I want...

Just as they break through to take the castle a loud BOOOM goes off blowing the attackers back and onto their backs.

Silence...

Then, laughter?

"Oh my god, I just had to kill something. What the hell I killed a spider and that other creepy crawly and I didn't get this"

Completely ignoring all the looks from the attackers camp. Not seeing Ned Stark covering his face with a groan. He recognized that voice, and so did a few other northern lords.

Jorah Mormont started balling. But then that laughter stopped quite suddenly.

After confirming I had leveled finally granting me some class abilities along with level. Six level in fact.

Bringing a bigger smile, at level 6 mages gain

[Arcane Explosion] : causes explosion of magic around the caster, dealing 54.6% of spell power to all enemies within 10 yards. (Instant cast)

Quickly jumping into the now open gate that was clear due to every being stunned and trying to figure out if they hit their head ot something.

Once thru the door he cast [Arcane Explosion] feeling the drain since it took 10% mana each time.

But that drain went to delight another laugh, after seeing the hidden achievement he couldn't help him self.

At the top of his lungs, he yelled:

"LEEEEEEEEROOOOOOOOYY JEEENKINS!!!"

Dashing up unto the castle launching [Arcane Blast] continuously killing multiple Ironborn where they stood.