seas are strange things ; for all the world was engulfed in such a mass of water , yet there was something different about the waves depending on where you stood . at least , as far as the bone hand was concerned . on a bold night , he might convince himself he could tell how close to home he was only by the way the water felt . he was sure his god was present in all ocean water , but equally as sure that he was stronger near the iron islands . blackwater bay may be salt , its current strong , but it was not holy . still , derran felt more comfortable on the docks that he would ever been in the halls of the red keep or the streets of king’s landing . as the tall figure , with a frame befitting his banner , moves across the boards he sees the grey king coming off one of the ironborn ships .
derran moved towards the lord reaper , giving a nod of respect . ‘ lord reaper . ’ it was still early , but derran knew better than to underestimate daemon targaryen . ‘ has our dragon friend sent word yet , or have you managed to have a more peaceful morning ? ’ @lethalfm
