Continued from Episode 3.
The bastards Jorah had been speaking of e were all local warlords. Most had taken to calling themselves the “Bloody Masters”, a brutal echo of the Great, Good and Wise Masters who had once ruled Meereen, Astapor and Yunkai respectively. Appropriately named, they were a bloodthirsty and capricious lot, capable of astonishing cruelties and even worse depravities. Some of them were former soldiers, some the scions of fallen Meereense clans—Rhezeen, Reznak, Lorrq and the like – others still were just murderers with a willingness to torture and kill and the charisma to compel others to follow.
Fire & Blood is available for pre-order on Amazon in both hardback and Kindle editions. The new Game of Thrones book is a history of House Targaryen (as you can tell from the title), presumably similar to previous milieu-expanding works as The World of Ice & Fire.
Weapon Outfitters is a small American business in the Pacific Northwest. They have excellent taste in equipment and an admirable eye for those who display their ordnance.
As we are about to show you.
This is Weapon Outfitters model Alice Exx. Here she is carrying a 13.7 in. build with BE Meyers 249F muzzle device and Lancer Systems Advanced Warfighter Magazine. (We think that’s the “translucent dark earth” AWM, but can’t tell for sure.)
I was wiping vomit off my face when Serjeant Hunt clambered up from his hatch, wide-eyed, and blinking. The bloody snot smeared across his face was his. The gore splashed across his helmet, and the side of his truck, was not.
Scrimshaw has been around since before recorded history. Likewise other methods of carving, inlay, and edge-wrought adornment.
We can’t imagine that too many people in all that time were more skilled than this man: the Bone Carver, of Columbia, South Carolina.
Nobody needs an introduction to Lucille, the barbed wire wrapped beauty who went from America’s pastime to brutal killer. Want to meet some of her cousins, though?
What would it be like if Meereen went the way of Mogadishu, with modern weaponry? It would be a shitshow, that’s a certainty. This is a story about a PMC dealing with just such a shitshow (serialized in several parts). Some of them may or may not wear the sigil of House Morningwood.
No Mercy in Meereen
Long streams of tracer licked out from the shoulders of the Great Pyramid, lethal and languid.
Answering streams lashed back in graceful coils in an orgy of color, some from the streets, more from the ruined dome of the Temple of Graces. Lilac tracers of Tyrosh contested with Braavosi blue, both dueling the angry green of Volantis.
Moments later came the distant chatter of machine-guns, echoing across the sluggish brown water of the Skahazadhan. With it came a stirring of breeze, heavy with the river stink, old mud and new sewage, and the filthy brine of Slaver’s Bay.
Hear ye, hear ye, ALCON and everyone, and yes even you jerking off in the corner as though we can’t see you. Thyrm has declared for House Morningwood!