Gamers in Game of Thrones

Oberyn looked at Jon as they make him sit in a chair.

"So, here we are," Jon said.

Oberyn nodded.

"When I took Sunspear, the doors were opened by Ellaria Arena," he said.

Oberyn furrowed an eyebrow.

"After an interrogation process of her and her assistant, Rodric Uller, we found something interesting," he said.

"And that is?" he asked.

"Your lover killed Doran," he said.

"What!?" said the prince.

Jon looked at him with some pity.

"Giving up Doran Martell's head was supposed to be a price, so that you could save yourself, and your daughters of course," he said.

Oberyn denied.

"That's stupid, with Doran alive you would have all of Dorne, with him dead you don't have it," he said.

Jon nodded.

"It seems your lover is not very smart, or at least she did not foresee that," he said.

"Trystane?" he asked.

"She survived, luckily, your lover had him killed too, but the boy escaped and hid with allies, we caught him, he is in perfect condition," he said.

Oberyn nodded.

"So negotiate?" the prince asked.

"What do you offer?" Jon asked.

Oberyn shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Peace," Jon said.

Oberyn smiled.

"It's not my style," the prince admitted.

"I will not have peace if I do not adequately punish my enemies...The lords will take it as a sign of weakness, with Doran alive that could be fixed, but now..." he said.

"Then I choose my own mode of execution, my daughters, slaves?" he asked.

"Nothing so dramatic, but you can have a choice, the wall, or you will be beheaded," he said.

"The wall? Too cold, decapitated, it wouldn't take long," he said.

"And the executioner will die sooner or later" Jon clarified.

Oberyn smiled at that.

Jon looked at him.

"I have a proposition, declare me the king of Dorne, and I will send you to the wall in exchange, once the war against the Lannisters ends, I will ensure that if the mountain survives, they will not execute him but that he will be sent to the wall" Jon proposed.

The man looked at him interested.

"For the rest, Martell and your daughters, both your lover and Trystane, will go to Valyria as prisoners of war and will never leave there, Tyene, Nymeria, and Obara will be given a mark of servitude, something I do with enemies who are too dangerous to leave alone, but they are necessary in the future, they will serve in the army if they are skilled they will quickly obtain positions of nobility in Valyria," he said.

Oberyn looked at him impartially.

"Nobility? They are bastards," the prince told him.

Jon shrugged.

"Me too," he replied.

"And the others? Dorne?" he asked.

"Elia and Sarella will serve my brother Bran, from what I understand they are his age, and Bran is a powerful magician, but he requires people to defend him with physical abilities, the three youngest will be able to go with their mother to live in Valyria," he said.

Oberyn nodded at that.

"As for Dorne, a husband will be selected for Arianne, but she will not inherit Sunspear, Quentyn will do it, after marrying my sister," he said.

Oberyn sighed.

"It's a good deal, although I don't know if I'll survive the cold of the north, but at least I'll get my revenge on the mountains," he admitted.

"Not only that, you've heard the rumors, haven't you?" he said.

"The dead? Are they real? "He said incredulously.

Jon smiled.

"We need strong warriors and skilled commanders, that's why I want you there, it won't be permanent, once the white walkers are destroyed, I plan to convince the king to free the entire wall from their oath, as a reward," he says.

"You mean, I just have to survive until the end of the war," Oberyn muttered and nodded.

"Now king of Valyria, Dorne is part of your kingdom " Oberyn finished.

The boy felt that he arrived at the white room. He headed to the computer.

{Congratulations, you have gained a new title, King of Dorne.

Your title King of Dorne and King of Stepstone have combined, and become King of the South, giving you three extra points per level.

Your title king of Valyria has been changed, the following kingdoms have been assimilated, King of Valyria + liberator + king of the South.

They have become Emperor of Valyria.

The title Emperor of Valyria grants you a total of 10 skill points per level.}

The boy looked curious and left the room.

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Jon sighed after finishing organizing Dorne. From now on it was part of the kingdom, he looked back at Myrcella, she had become a very beautiful woman. He broke off her engagement to Trystane much to the annoyance of the boy who had threatened Jon in front of his nobles and received a slap in the face from him, and was taken to prison.

Myrcella waited for her fate, but Jon relaxed her by telling her to select a betrothal with the Starks, for after the war, to appease the flame of hatred between the wolves and lions, possibly Bran, but that will be decided by the king of the north.

She begged for her brother, and Jon told her that he would see what he could do, but he didn't promise anything, only Robb Stark could forgive Tommen.

Two of the sand snakes had already tried to seduce him, but the boy did not fall even though he was tempted, because of his beauty, they received the mark of servitude. It was a somewhat hypocritical ability since Jon had dedicated himself to ending slavery, it was secret as well. The mark was a skill that came with a Summoning, level eight, something called a bondage collar, it was a small necklace that disappeared when put on a person, leaving a mark, after that, said person obeyed without any way to avoid it, any order from whoever gave it to them, but the boy did not give clear orders, these would be part of the army and it depended on them where they would arrive, Jon promised that their younger sisters were in the protection of Valyria.

That made them reconsider any insubordination, before putting the brand on them.

The boy heard muffled screams from outside and saw a giant shadow appear in the sky.

"It seems my wife has arrived," he muttered.

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Arya walked down a corridor and looked at one of the guards, easily knocked him out, and went into a room.

The liar woke up as she moved inside.

"Paralysis," she said.

He fell to the ground.

"Muteness," she said.

Preventing sounds from coming out of her mouth.

"Read minds," she said.

"Where is Loras Tyrell?" she asked.

"Dungeons in the basement," she heard.

Arya raised an eyebrow.

"How do I get to the dungeons?" she asked.

The guard looked at her surprised that she knew that.

"On the right at the end of the corridor," she heard.

Arya looked at him with a chilling expression.

"Where is Margaery Tyrell?" she asked.

"In his room, at the end of the temple," she heard.

Arya nodded.

"Thank you... Oh, by the way, the seven gods are weak," she said before cutting his throat.

Arya used her ghost magic moved to a room and entered. And she saw Margaery, she waited until she was alone to appear.

The girl was praying, although Arya could see that it was completely false. She could hear full insults about the seven gods, while she prayed.

Margaery felt someone behind her and turned around, she was surprised to see a girl a few years younger than her looking at her.

"Who are you? " she asked.

Arya put a finger to her lips.

Margaery furrowed an eyebrow and turned to look at the door and it was closed.

"How?" she asked.

Then he noticed the girl's northern appearance.

'Arya Stark' she thought.

Arya smiled.

"Smart and attractive," she admitted.

"You come to kill me, my family has nothing against yours," Margaery said.

"That won't do," she said.

"What?" she asked.

"Screaming, it would be of no use, besides I am not here to kill you, King Robb has accepted the proposal," she said.

"Proposition?" Margaery asked.

"Oh, you're not aware, it doesn't matter, we're leaving tomorrow night, be ready," Arya finished.

Margaery looked at her confused and she pointed to the altar, Margaery looked and then turned her face to Arya, but the girl was no longer there.

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She had spent a day investigating, visiting Loras in his prison, but she didn't talk to him, she just made sure he was alive. The girl prepared everything and saw some monks guarding the entrance.

Arya became visible, greeted them, and hit one to flee at full speed, the monks followed her and she entered a room.

The monks entered the room and closed the door to notice the empty room. A small metal sphere was rolling on the floor and out of nowhere it exploded, releasing a green cloud. The monks began to cough as they fell one by one.

The girl returned to the white room.

{Congratulations! You have leveled up!

You have eight skill points to spend.

Name: Arya Stark

Level: 26

Title: 

Faceless Assassin (+1 skill point)

Master Assassin (+1 skill point)

Skill Points 8

Exp: 0/13000

Skills:

Concealment magic Level: 9

Black magic level: 6

The player has selected the Black magic skill.

Do you wish to raise your Black Magic skills level to level: 7?}

Arya pressed yes.

{Black Magic level: 7 acquired}

The room lit up and Arya felt cold, more than in the north or anywhere else, images appeared in her head.

Black Magic level: 7

Cost: 150 mana per spell.

Black sword: Strikes the soul, it is infallible, and every creature is affected, whether magical or non-magical.

Pollution: You contaminate everything you touch.}

[T/N: Seems human enough. Arya's gonna pull a Monarch.]

"Interesting," she mused.

The girl followed a nun to a room in which there were costumes of priests and Septas, she waited for her to leave and took one of hers, put it on, and left the place.

The girl came to the center room, and she saw a pool of water, she approached it and took the bucket out of it.

"Pollution," she whispered, the water turned green for a few seconds before returning to a normal color and she left the well.

She waited a while before out of nowhere it seemed like monks draw water and fill their buckets.

"Help and take this to the kitchen," said the monk.

Arya smiled and left.

She put ghost on herself and went to the main hall, a meeting was taking place, the sparrow and an army of soldiers of the faith seemed to be waiting for the food.

"This turned out perfect," she mused.

She headed to the basement. Loras was chained, and hanging on a wall, five monks beat him.

Arya looked at everything and decided to end the charade.

"Black Sword," she whispered.

A sword appeared in her hand, it went towards the monks, it pierced one and he fell into convulsions.

Another looked at her in surprise and Arya quickly cut off his head, the third took a weapon.

"Weakness," she said.

They felt weak and Arya passed through them.

She turned to look at Loras and took the chains off of him.

"Who?" He asked weakly.

"Arya Stark," she said.

"Margaery," he whispered.

"She's waiting for us upstairs," she said.

"There are hundreds of guards," he said.

Some cries of pain were heard.

"Not anymore," Arya whispered and noticed that she was in the white room, she had reached level 27 with 8 skill points. And she left the place.

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