Ten years ago in the muddy trenches and the hellish shouts at night in the heart of Baratheon, a promise was made. It all started when a convy heading for PirateBay was strolling through a State outpost that was heavily guarded by hundreds of State soldiers. General Aga thought this would be a routine convoy job with little pay.
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