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[sorefoot]

[ viserys here will be sitting outside the castle, the journal near him after being told that this was the best way to communicate with those around him. ]

Dragons... I have seen dragons with thine own eyes.

[ he's stunned, amazed and can only wonder what else he might see in this world ]

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[ruined_jaw]

[His eyebrow quirks at that. Alayne had seemed awfully concerned about politics, her true identity being hidden for political reasons, but Brienne had seemed less so, just being a warrior who was trying to do her duty.]

The handful I met didn't seem too bad, so I'll just have to take your word for it.

Generations ago, yeah. My great-grandfather, Jack, was first-cousins with Frederick Slade, the last of the Slades. The main family and lesser branch intermarried every few generations, with outside marriages being fairly rare until the last hundred years or so. My family's...long-lived, you might say.

[He's going to leave out mentioning Apocalypse, and that he comes from a long line of virtually immortal mutants for as long as he can. These aren't things he likes to discuss.]

[sorefoot]

There are some that are loyal yet, but I've yet to meet them here.

[ probably for the best, there's a slim chance he'd believe you anyway. ]

A long bloodline, a vise decision on their part. I applaud them.

[ruined_jaw]

Consider how many've come so far, I wouldn't be surprised if you see them in the next few months, if ya last that long here.

[He's never been terribly proud of his lineage, despite all of the power that comes with being a member of Clan Akkkaba.]

Among the longest in my world, if the genealogy's accurate. Lord knows how they survived that long, what with the whole "survival of the fittest" bollocks my family stuck to for years. Whoever was the "strongest" of a generation was made the leader of the clan, could be knocked out if someone came along who was stronger. The last with that title was killed some 300 years ago, when most of the clan was wiped out.