Kai was ready this time.
The mockery he had made of himself by letting those emotions out was enough to make him ashamed of himself. So when the blue flash had taken him away, the first thing he did was to butcher those feelings. Kai knew better how one stray thought, one moment of distraction, could cost one of one’s life.
So he was ready. Ready to use his time within the random world’s timeless room like last time. He had no Skills or information to work with before. But this time he had, Kai knew. He had already planned to fill the entire 50 ml vial before going out of the room. When the blue flashes receded and the vision came rushing back, Kai had been thinking the same.
Let’s do this! Kai thought ferociously. Then the noises hit him like a hammer.
“Tarland!” a voice boomed. “3 jars of wine here.”
“Where is the stable boy?” another voice asked.
“Ah! Ser, not here, please…” this voice didn’t even belong to a proper girl.
Kai’s face became ugly as realization dawned on him. He wasn’t in a room like he had been hoping for, nor was he alone.
Thump!
A service boy, no older than 7, put a heavy cup filled with red thick liquid on the table in front of him. Kai looked up. The place was full of leather-armored soldiers, common people in rags, half-naked girls running barefoot, and yes, it stunk. The stink of piss, shit, smoke, and wine reigned proudly within this inn.
Fuck! Kai cursed. All his planning depended on him filling the glass vial before going out. Never had he thought he would already be out after teleportation. Kai must have made some noise, for a few turned to look at him. He broke eye contact soon enough. They were charming, his eyes, but also attention-grabbing.
Kai didn’t want that now. At least not before making a sense of his situation.
Kai looked down again at the mug. A fly was floating in the wine, and the wine looked like its filthy blood to him. But his gaze didn’t linger on the wine for long. There was a finger-length scroll beside the mug, which Kai hadn’t noticed before.
Or maybe it just appeared there, Kai thought, untying the thread over the scroll. The beautiful cursive writing written over the parchment stood out like a lotus blooming in the mud to Kai.
Pure! And Mystical!
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There was a time when the roar of dragons was the sweetest song known to this world. Old Magic was feared, and the horrors were respected for what they were; what they signified! But no more. The last dragons had died many years ago, and magic had vanished from these lands, leaving behind nothing but a mist in its memory. Some say this Magic can still be found, but it isn’t feared as much as it was. And its talk brings nothing but scorn and ridicule.
This has become a world of hard men and harder decisions. Seven Kingdoms there were, but now one. Yet, the ambitions of mortals never cease. This is a world where people battle at whim, die like flies, and get forgotten as if they had never existed.
Chaos welcomes you, Kai Stormborn. Help Jon Arryn, the Hand, to survive the coming week in this place called Westeros, but known better as the Game of Thrones.
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No sooner than Kai had folded this scroll, another child appeared by his side. This time, a small, scrawny girl. She never looked at him, and Kai wondered if she was asking for something to eat. But then she ran away as if she had chanced upon this place by mistake.
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What the… Kai followed her back to the inn’s main door and then lost her. When he returned to the task at hand, there were two more scrolls placed on his table.
This?! Did the girl place them? Kai asked himself. But I didn’t notice her moving at all.
When Kai reached for one scroll, he noticed his clothing this time. The armor, Steel-Bone Brigandine, was still on him. It covered almost all his upper body, including his arms. Under the armor, there was a blue tunic, and for pants, Kai was wearing brown-colored breeches. The leather of his knee-high shoes was biting at his toes with every shuffle of his feet.
Kai concentrated on his Inventory and relaxed, sensing all Items as they should have been.
The scroll came next. When he unrolled this one, a jet-black bar appeared in front of his eyes. The three red, blue, and yellow bars hovered above it, but the black bar was longer than all the three combined. Unlike the HP, MP, and SP bars, this black bar didn’t have any values to show its actual amount.
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The Contestants in this world are subjected to an Abnormality Limiter for the entire length of their Mission.
Magic is nothing but a stranger to the people here. Here, swords, armors, and treachery rule supreme. Contestants must make sure to not get spotted taking actions that can be termed as abnormal by any Character from this world. The Abnormality Limiter bar shows the allowance given to all Contestants. Once the black bar becomes empty, the said Contestant will be judged unworthy.
The Abnormality Limiter Bar will refill automatically, given no further such instances.
Warning: Some actions can instantly bring down the allowance to 0.
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Kai had an idea of what the scroll meant by “some actions”. He didn’t wait long, and unrolled the last scroll, not touching the wine at all.
The troubling thoughts from the White Room still seemed to linger in some corner of his mind.
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As a starter, you are given a sum of 1 Stag and 15 Pennies. You are one of the many sellswords hired to act as a secret guard. The Hand, Jon Arryn, will personally select one of the sellswords. Your first Side-Mission will be to prove your worth to Jon Arryn and successfully enter his service.
The moment you get chosen, a timer of 1 week will be turned on. You must complete your Main Mission within the time limit
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As soon as Kai read that, all the three parchments crumbled. The shout followed that without warning.
“Haven’t you had enough?” a manly voice shouted. “Come! Others are waiting for you.”
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