The Saga of House Dresden

A small thought

It seems that my roots might be calling to me…might I need to return to my home where the Lanister’s sit? Time will tell, the seven have spoke and I need to decide what to do.

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Paige's Journal, Entry 3

This wound is starting to take a toll on me. I sometimes find myself fading into dark places during the ride, thinking about my family and my father. I have also been having vivid dreams I cannot make sense of. I am not a warrior but yet I keep being put into situations where I need to fight…this is not my calling but I care a lot about my companions and am willing to risk my life for them. At the same time my heart wears on me daily in worry for Boone. I often get feelings of ache and pain when thinking about him. I am worried something has gone terribly wrong back at the castle. I have thought about trying to send a raven to try to contact him but something tells me that isn’t wise.

Finally we reached the castle and all I wanted to do was rest but I was asked to sit in a room while the men talked war strategy…AGAIN. I have nothing to contribute to these type of conversations because they don’t listen to me and even if they did I would much rather be socializing in the local tavern or wondering the woods. I finally find a great time to sneak out of the room and can have some time to myself. After my night I woke up to the men already wanting to leave the castle…we have only just arrived! I told them that my wound was still bothering me, even after the miser tried healing it and insisted that we and rest for a couple more days. They didn’t care…so I told them to leave without me. An ambush is no place for a hunter anyway.

—Paige

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Paige's Journal, Entry 2
Castle Dresden

During the past hour a lot has happened. One minute I was being summoned to the royal chambers just to find out that we were expected to bend the knee to the new lord…when out of nowhere Boon decides that this is not going to happen. With tensions rising in the room I realize this is my queue to get out of there, my skill set is not in fighting. The miser and myself drag the wounded lord out of the room to protect him from further injuries and I thought my brawn companions were going to follow us down the hallway…. NOPE. They decided to stay and fight. As we walked down the stairs we were faced with two of Hammond’s Bee’s who at first tried to challenged us but we pleaded for them to take the lord to safety. They understood the disparity of the situation, grabbed him and went down the hall. Before I knew it there were five more guards coming around the corner towards us with drawn swords. Once again the miser convinced these guards after a few minutes that we were no immediate threat and I skipped on passed them down the hall waiving as I tell them “thanks guys!!” But before I was home free I heard Dresden guards from down the hallway yelling for Prince Harry. I instantly realize that this has blown our cover and we are about to be in major trouble. I hear screams from Boon from up the hallway I know he is badly injured. I hop back up the stairs to see Prince Harry surrounded and the good miser cowering in fear, barley knowing what to do. “I told you guys to run!!” I yell to the boys in frustration as I draw my bow and shoot. My arrow shatters on impact of the plate armor of the guardsman and he chuckles at me. Before I know it a huge guard darts down the hallway at me and pierces through my leather tunic with his sword taking me to my knees, I know my wound is serious. The next minute is a total blur and passed as if it were an hour. As soon as I come too I run back out the door, away from the guards. This was no fight for me.

—Paige

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Paige's Journal, Entry 1
Guard of the Realm

Yesterday I was offered a potential spot with the guard of the realm. This offer has taken me by surprise to say the least. When I am not on errand for my father I prefer to stay to myself in the forests and train my skills and be one with the earth and its animals. When tasked on errand for my father I am a very social person, one who is bound by no other obligation and can freely do what I wish. This path that has been put before me is very different from the life I live and love. I look to my father for some guidance in this decision. You are a very wise man and know me better than anyone else. What would you have me do?

—Paige

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Chapter 1

House Dresden is in peril. It’s castles are burned, with only one remaining, surrounded by a small number of holdfasts. The house itself has never recovered from the Greyjoy rebellion, in which House Dresden lost half of its heirs in the seige of Pyke. As Festivus, and Dresden holiday celebrating thanks and honoring the dead, approaches, Lord Dresden calls what remains of his family home. “Boone” Snow, (Travis) bastard son of Lord Dresden, returns from King’s Landing after two years of walking Westeros as a freesword. With him, he brings Maester Malcolm, (Paul) a young advisor appointed to House Dresden from the academy. House Dresden has been without a Maester since the wildling exodus 9 years prior. As Boone and Maester Malcolm share the road into Dresden lands, they run into Ser Harry Dresden, (Jack) nephew of Lord Dresden, and cousin to Boone. Ser Harry is hunting with the enigmatic Namor (Chief), and his daughter Paige, (Becky), who have been indentured to Ser Harry after being caught poaching on his land. Boone and Ser Harry share a warm reunion. Ser Harry tells Boone that his father has been grave in spirit as of late, and suspects Lord Dresden wishes to make an announcement this festivus. As they converse, the hunt continues. It does not take long for Namor to find a Boar trail. As he and Paige track the beast, they stumble on two sets of man tracks. Namor is troubled by the tracks, in that they are off the road, and walk without rythm. Namor suspects the two are wildling scouts, possibly from the abandoned castle nearby. As Namor continues to track the men, Paige runs back to warn the others, still waiting by the road. As soon as Paige makes her way back, a boar the size of a great dane has followed her. The beast charges her from behind. Ser Harry pushes her aside and blocks the beast’s charge with his shield. Boone, recognizing that his warhammers are fit for fighting men in armor, but not wild boar, grabs a large branch nearby, and rushes to Paige’s aid. As Paige gets to her feet, Boone drops his stick and starts clanging his hammers to attract the beast. With all 5 horses panicking, it is all Maester Malcolm can do to control the 5 mounts by the reins. As the boar closes on Boone, Namor emerges from the brush and kills the beast with a single arrow to the neck. Namor heads back to the trail, but is unable to find the human tracks again. He advises Ser Harry that the two sets of tracks belong to hunters or rangers of great skill. Much to everyone’s surprise, Maester Malcolm, being of a somewhat quiet demeanor, slaughters the boar with a skilled knife. As the meat is loaded, he and Paige head back to Ser Harry’s holdfast, affectionately named “the Den.” Maester Malcolm is greeted by a raven from Castle Dresden. Lord Leland Dreseden, the first of his name, has requested that Ser Harry make haste to Castle Dresden as soon as the Maester arrives. He also advises that his daughter in law, Jayna Dresden, Lord Regeant of Nera’s Hope, a small fort on the Dresden frontier, will not be able to travel for Festivus. Lord Dresden requests that Ser Harry go to her and urge her to reconsider. Since it is late, and the night is too perilous for travel, Maester Malcolm scribes a raven to Lord Dresden, advising him that they will do as he wishes, and a raven to Nera’s holdfast, advising Lady Jayna to expect them. The house servants bring Maester Malcolm roasted goat and wine as he awaits Ser Harry, Boone, and Namor’s return. (to be continued)

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