🐷 Game Of Thrones Oc Kingsguard Fanfiction

In his face was a look similar to one Varys suspected he gave Prince Rhaegar in the Trident. Shockingly, for a man known for his shot temper, he was not roaring his fury. Instead, he was staring at the piece of parchment in front of him. His brother was frowning, and Varys could almost hear his teeth grinding. The day Jon turns sixteen, he is told of a truth that rips Westeros apart. Now thrown into the web of politics whilst trying to remain low, he has no choice but to learn how to play the game of thrones. And when the game is played, you win or you die. Starts pre-season 1. Language: English Words: 431,830 Chapters: 69/? Collections: 1 Comments The OC has memories of her life in our world including having seen the Game of Thrones Tv show and having read some of the books. Although its been a while. An incident brings her memories forth and she attempts to try to fix the future of Westeros and some stuff happens. The displeased Gods decide it should take a greater role in the fate of humanity and wind back to a time before the world fell apart. Jon Snow, the Prince Who Was Promised, and Jaime Lannister are sent back to prevent The War of the Five Kings and unite Westeros under a single banner to avoid a terrible fate. Matt didn't much like the royal family nor the queen's brothers. Joffrey Baratheon was a whiny little ass hole. Tommen and Myrcella were nice enough, but they were still young. Jamie Lannister was smug and prideful, a member of the Kingsguard. His brother, the Imp, Tyrion Lannister was a little better, though not by much. Robb and Silas laughed as they embraced each other in a brotherly hug. It was Robb's first time in King's Landing, and the first time he would meet the King, Robert Baratheon, his own father's best friend. Robb had travelled down with his brother Bran as well as Jory and a couple of dozen of his father's guardsmen. The Four Siblings. Tychus Lannister was born at Casterly Rock in the year 264 AC as the eldest child of Tywin and Joanna. A feisty little infant he came out yelling and kicking refuse to nurse from any woman except his own mother. Tychus' blonde hair was a darker shade than that of his parents (balayage) but what made him stand out were his eyes. They heard the yells, the clash of steel followed by pained screams. With a shared glance the men at her side went into action. The larger one drew steel and moved toward the barks while the shorter one grabbed Sansa's arm and dragged her toward the horse they'd brought to hold their supplies. "Lady Stone, hurry. Leave. vu4fE.

game of thrones oc kingsguard fanfiction