Chronicles of Drone Racers

Fire and blood. As High as Honor. A dream of Spring. It is rare to meet a Lannister who shares my enthusiasm for dead Lannisters. More pigeon pie, please. The rains of castamere. A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward. A forked purple lightning bolt, on black field speckled with four-pointed stars. The rains of castamere. Fire and blood. A dream of Spring. Forgive my manners. I don’t see many ladies these days.

Lucky for the ladies. A dream of Spring. The War of the 5 kings. The War of the 5 kings. And now his watch is ended. It’s ten thousand miles between Kings landing and the wall. A dream of Spring. Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken. Dunc the Lunk, thick as a castle wall. King in the North. The winds of Winter. The winds of Winter. The North remembers. Dunc the Lunk, thick as a castle wall. Bastards are born of passion, aren’t they? We don’t despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. You know nothing, Jon Snow. Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave.House Tarly of Horn Hill More pigeon pie, please. Fire and blood. A dream of Spring. What is dead may never die. As High as Honor. And now his watch is ended. The winds of Winter. Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave.I would like a trial by combat. I would like a trial by combat.