A/N: Before we begin Merry Fucking Christmas.
Alright This'll be the last chapter of 2021, I will kick off 22 with the End of Darklyn and Duskendale. I'm just too tired, stressed out, and mentally Exhausted to produce two chapters back to back anymore this year. So....In the Slightly modified but very Immortal words of Nick Fury:
Enjoy Mother fuckers!
(Ugh, I feel shitty even writing that, Alright fuck it! Story Time!)
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(The Dun Fort, Duskendale, The Blackwater Rush, Blackwater Bay, The Crownlands, The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, Westeros, GoT Universe)
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(Rogar Arryn POV)
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''Fuck me.''
Those two words summed up the situation near perfectly. Because Rogar Was not at the Gates, but in the Dun Fort, he was Surrounded by the enemy, Exhausted and lightly wounded. He'd sent Ser Barristan and King Aerys out before the unharmed soldiers poured in, with Rogar Serving as a distraction while the King and Barristan escaped, and now was faced with a very pissed off enemy.
"Nowhere left to run kid." Says A Soldier.
"Who's running? The King is gone, and with it your leverage Lord Denys. Honestly your wife is a whore, a shame I didn't take the opportunity to slit her throat earlier, it'd be a mercy compared to what the Mad Hatter has in store for her. Still, let's end this. I ain't no Knight, nor no King, but if I am to die let be with my Sword in hand."
''What is your plan? Cut a path to freedom?'' Asks Denys.
''No, I challenge you Denys Darklyn to Single Combat, you and I will battle to the death or until there is a clear Victor. But be warned Andal Blood runs through my veins, The Blood of Artys Arryn, and I will never bow so low as to kneel or submit to a traitor who rebelled over something as insignificant as a Royal Charter.'' Says Rogar.
''What would you have done in my situation boy?'' Asks Denys angrily.
''For starters you little eunuch, Increase trade with Myr, your wife is a whore, but she is Myrish. Your wife could have enabled Duskendale to become the top distributor of Myrish Lace in Westeros. You could have used the profits to expand your Trading Fleet in order to trade with the other free cities. Or you could have used it to develop your land. But no, you captured the King held him prisoner, and doomed your line to Ashes.'' Says Rogar.
''You might be right. but It's a little late now. So be it boy, I accept. Rules of the Duel?'' Asks Denys.
''Swords and Shields, Victory by Surrender or Death. No outside interference.'' Says Rogar as he draws his Sword and Shield
As Denys takes up a Sword and Shield the Charge each other as soon as they're both ready. Their Swords looking to Clash within the next few seconds.....
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(Two Hours Earlier)
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Ser Barristan Selmy and Rogar Arryn slipped inside the City easily enough, they wore Guard Uniforms beneath a beggars Cloak. The two of them were in the guise of a pair of begging brothers of the Seven. Rogar had laced their Blades with Pit Viper Venom, to speed up an enemies death.
Rogar was busy with remembering his Conversation with his Father before he departed. Ser Arthur wanted him for a squire, Lady Joanna wanted him for a Goodson, and He wanted Rogar to succeed him as Lord of Thr Eyrie soon. But Rogar wanted Myranda Royce, A Knighthood, A Crown, and a suitable legend of his own.
Rogar would accept the Squiring offer from Ser Arthur Dayne, he'd aim to earn his Knighthood either during or just beg the Campaign against the Kingswood Brotherhood. He'd be betrothed to Myranda Royce and Might hook up with Ashara Dayne, Mya Stone, and one or two certain Whores, but otherwise his life would be a good and faithful one.
''Ser Barrristan, when we get the King I will serve as a Distraction going after Lord Denys. You get numb nuts away. The Mercenaries will get you a clear path.'' Rogar Whispers his plan to Barristan.
''You can't take on the unaffected Garrison on your own it's suicide.'' Says Barristan.
''I don't plan to, I'll challenge Denys to Single Combat. His soldiers love him enough to not interfere. But It'll be to submission or death. You will need time to get the King out and I will buy Lord Tywin the time needed to storm the town and enter the Castle. The arrival of a Lannister Strike Force should allow me the chance to lop off his head or run his ass through.'' Says Rogar as he palms his Sheathed Sword.
''So be it Young Lord.'' Says Ser Barristan.
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Sneaking into the Castle wasn't difficult but that wasn't to say it was easy by any means. Because the Supplies of the Main Garrison were poisoned The Castle had it's own security heightened. Making Infiltration Slightly more difficult than expected.
But even in saying that it was by no means an impossible scenario, getting out would be the truly tricky part. Getting out without drawing attention to Ser Barristan and the King Fool would be the really troublesome part in all complete honesty.
Strangely enough the Castle Dungeons weren't nearly as guarded as they should have been. athe towers, walls, and gates were fully manned. Smart but stupid nonetheless.At least Ten to fifteen men should in the Dungeon keeping watch over the Mad Hatter.
As they cut down the two men guarding the King. Rogar unlocked the Cell and Approached the Shivering King.
''Your Grace, We're here to rescue you.'' Says Rogar kneeling and head bowed.
''Who are you?'' Asks Aerys weakly.
''I am Rogar Arryn, Your Future Warden of The East. My father Jon sent me with Ser Barristan as I had assets in the city who could help save you. Quickly my King, If we linger too long We risk exposure and recapture by the Lord Dickhead.'' Says Rogar as he heads the King his Dagger and Cloak.
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t Viper Venom, so be careful not to cut yourself your grace.'' Ser Barrristan advises the Mad Hatter himself.
''Go, get the King out of here, It's High Time Lord Denys loses his head.'' Says Rogar as the King stops to look at Rogar.
''I won't forget this.'' The King Promises.
''Remember later your grace, focus on getting to safety. I have to cause problems for these traitors to make sure you two get out unharmed.
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Rogar sat on the Throne in Duskendale's Great Hall He'd left a trail of bodies to the Hall, and was waiting for the Alarm to be raised. As soon as it did, he'd lead them on a not so merry chase. He made sure to start the trail at Lord Denys Door.
The sound of boots and armor clanking becomes more audible as the Doors of the Great Hall are thrown open.
''Took you fuckers long enough.'' Rogar says before running off.
''After him.'' Lord Denys shouts.