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_{I’m going to pick the fastest ship in our fleet. I’m going to choose the fifty best killers in the Iron Islands. I’m going to sail up the Narrow Sea all the way to the Weeping Water. I’m going to march on the Dreadfort. I’m going to find my little brother. And I’m going to bring him home.}

the-fandom-fairy:

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_{He was angry at the king for something, I can’t remember. When the king was visiting the Nightfort, the cook killed the king’s son, cooked him into a big pie with onions, carrots, mushrooms and bacon. That night, he served the pie to the king. He liked the taste of his son so much, he asked for a second slice.}

_{The gods turned the cook into a giant white rat who could only eat his own young. He’s been roaming the Nightfort even since, devouring his own babies. No matter what he does, he’s always hungry.}

_{It wasn’t for murder that the gods cursed the rat cook, or for serving the king’s son in a pie.}

tumblrofthrones:

Seven hells, Coachella was AWESOME this year!!

libertinecunnilinguist:

Absolutely!