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Humans! [ Good, now that he has your attention. ] There is a sickness aboard this vessel, a Dark Beast that harbours rot and the ruin of any that approach it. I, myself, suffered injuries that have now healed. It is a skilled foe that walks in shadow, a warrior of the forsaken. It does not bleed when wounded or hesitate to give harm and it will kill you, should you be fool enough to challenge it. Unless, of course, it decides to keep you alive for sport — those mortals who deliberately put themselves at risk do so at their own peril. If you believe you are strong, I am here to tell you that you are not. Keep your corpses to a minimum.

Specifically: it carries a great chain that burns like embers, knows your mind and moves at incredible speed. Thranduil is aware of this demon, as are all those of Elvenkind aboard.

[ Nuada, who brings the network this message from the corridors where he is patrolling, peers into the camera with wolflike gold eyes. You may have seen them around recently, instead belonging to one massive six-foot hound. ]

To those who are not human, I say this; stay with your brothers and sisters, send word over a secure line if any of you are attacked. All manner of Aes Sidhe, from my world or not, are my concern.

[ What else? His manner eases ever so slightly, as it is wont to do between comrades. ]

Loki — we must speak concerning the forging of your weapon. It is time to take up arms worthy of your skill, my friend.

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Winter is coming.

[ as they always do, their house words bring a chill. winter is coming and jon at the wall, bran beyond it, rickon and sansa who knows where and arya across the narrow sea. she needs to return one day, will, but she does not know when that day will be.

arya thinks back to her last day in braavos in the kitchen of the temple, her hands wrapped around a cup of warm milk. those poisons she got belonged to the faceless men. the waif could brew all sorts, and she was the one to give her a cup.

might there have been something else in the milk? surely they would not overlook so easily her killing dareon. her eyes flit back to the screen. what would jon think of it? ]

I'm sorry for not telling you before. It won't happen again.

I will hold you to that, Arya.

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