We were among the first on the planet to hear this chapter, and it’s safe to say: we’re taken by the “The Forsaken”! PoorQuentyn’s transcript of The Winds of Winter: The Forsaken can be found here. Our new introduction was created by Michael Klarfeld (Klaradox), with the cyvasse pieces created by dutchmogul.
The primary topics in this episode:
- Part 1 – Euron
- Part 2 – To Valyria and Beyond
- Part 3 – Dreams, Visions & Hallucinations
- Part 4 – Of Sacrifice and Bait
“The Shields have served my purpose. I took them with one hand, and gave them away with the other. A great king is open-handed, brother. It is up to the new lords to hold them now. The glory of winning those rocks will be mine forever. When they are lost, the defeat will belong to the four fools who so eagerly accepted my gifts.”
“I think the Damphair’s dead. I think the Crow’s Eye slit his throat for him. Ironmaker’s search is just to make us believe the priest escaped. Euron is afraid to be seen as a kinslayer.” – The Wayward Bride, ADWD
Euron Crow’s Eye stood upon the deck of Silence, clad in a suit of black scale armor like nothing Aeron had ever seen before. Dark as smoke it was, but Euron wore it as easily as if it was the thinnest silk. The scales were edged in red gold, and gleamed and shimmered when they moved. Patterns could be seen within the metal, whorls and glyphs and arcane symbols folded into the steel.
Valyrian steel, the Damphair knew. His armor is Valyrian steel. In all the Seven Kingdoms, no man owned a suit of Valyrian steel. Such things had been known 400 years ago, in the days before the Doom, but even then, they would’ve cost a kingdom.”
“If your Drowned God did not smite me for killing three brothers, why should he bestir himself for the fourth?”
“Euron did not lie. He has been to Valyria. No wonder he was mad.”
“A weaker man might have wept, but Aeron Damphair prayed, waking, sleeping, even in his fever dreams he prayed. My god is testing me. I must be strong, I must be true.”