Did you hear that? It's a storm of swords approaching! Lay out the feast for crows, ready your dance with a dragon, and hold out for a clash of kings, because we're playing a game of thrones.*

In other words:

Winter Is Coming

As described, on the 22nd:

It's been a long summer, but now it's ending, and the realm faces war and savagery as the City grows sturdy castles surrounded by sturdy walls, and the forest turns denser and darker than before. Are you a knight fighting for a king, or a peasant trying to stay out of the way? Highborn or baseborn? This is no fairy tale. The royalty here has to play a game to keep their crowns, and there is only one rule to this game of thrones: you play or you die.

This is the plotting post for this curse! Make alliances, decide on enemies, and take up the banner!









*sphinx mod is not sorry for the ridiculousness of that sentence. May GRRM forgive me and have mercy on my favorite cha-oh, who am I kidding.