The Whitefyre Camp

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Tents draped in black, silver and green. A red dragon is emblazoned on the drapery. This is where the remaining men of Saenarys Whitefyre have placed themselves. It is much smaller than it once was.

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Ser Jordayne Ambrose finished his boiled fish and sat back, leaning away from the cook fire. He sighed loudly and patted his stomach.

"What a good breakfast." His pale blue eyes found his best friend and commander as the sun was just rising. He looked unhappy.

"What's the problem, big guy?" Jordayne asked, standing.

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Saenarys scowled. "Nothing, what did you cook?" He smelled the acrid musk of pike and his nose curled.

"Oh. Fish." He said with the same tone as if he had said 'oh, the man who murdered my wife'. He looked at the bones and shrugged.

"At least you're cooking it outside this time."

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"Yeah, I thought it might be better than burning down my tent again." Jordayne chuckled, his blonde hair matted. He watched as the sun hit Saenarys, making him seem to glow.

As pale as he was, it was no wonder to Jordayne why the men had secretly begun to call him "Wightfyre". He himself had almost struck a blow at their leader once or twice, mistaking him for one of the devils.

"Did you meet up with those sisters of yours? Did they ask about me?" He asked, winking.

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"They seemed mildly preoccupied with the passing of their Lady Mother, Swine."

Saenarys sat down near the fire, and withdrew his sword. It stuck from the blood, and was difficult to draw from the scabbard. He then began to remove slips of armor.

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Jordayne shrugged and sat down again as well.

"What a battle though, right? I'm sure you're aware that we killed roughly ten million baddies out there. No jest, we had Elias go count them."

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Saenarys chuckled.

Imagining Elias out in the snow, counting the dead bodies, and tabulating, filled with mirth. He was the elder of the two Sand brothers, Dornish knights, though he was much more reserved than his younger, and larger brother. It was no stretch to imagine why he was known as Ser Elias the Calm, especially by comparison.

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"There, see." Jordayne laughed.

"You needed a cheer, and that did the trick. Hate me for it later." He slapped Saenarys on his back. "But Gods, we did a goodly sum of work out there. If those Others had mothers, they're being cradled by them right now, and getting their scrapes kissed."

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"Yes, but think of all we lost to the cause. The men most likely hate me for the decision to join the battle. I wouldn't blame them."

Saenarys tossed a twig into the fire, picked up another, and began to scrape the ichor from his blade.

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Jordayne shook his head.

"I wouldn't worry much about it, Big Guy. They understand. You wanted to protect them sisters of yours, the men understand the need to protect women. They just better be worth it is all." With the last remark he smirked and winked.

"Anyways, anyone who would have objected is dead anyways." Jordayne often joked about the deaths their men faced. In his mind, there was no better way to deal with it.

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That brought a point to Saenary's mind.

"Who's left, then? There were twelve, us included when I went to meet with my kin. What's the final count?"

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"Half that. Pids and Ross died moments after you left. Bagge the Bard we found black from poison. Self inflicted o'course. Yeshou and Dryw finally relinquished their hold on life, and Sara, well, Sara left of her own accord."

Jordayne tilted his head.

"A'Lysa has been sitting in her tent, sharpening her sword. Apparently when they killed Catelyn, they marked themselves for a double death. Ha'n't spoken a word since she fell. The Sands are out gathering the bodies of our fallen to burn, so there was some truth to what I said. Red Tom is sewing himself up something solid. Though he had a broken arm but found out an arrow head was just stuck in a joint. Maybe if he shaved some of that beard off, he'd have less to worry about and an easier time seeing bolts flying at him."

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"Is that all?" Saenarys asked, his voice flat. He was hoping that it was.

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"Erm, well, no. It seems that the Maester is going to make a full recovery." Jordayne said, scowling. He ruffled his blonde hair nervously. He didn't know how Whitefyre was going to react to this news.

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"Hm." Was all Saenarys said. He stood.

"Thank you Jordayne. I'll take my leave now. Family is often frustrating, no?" He padded off towards his tent, leaving Jordayne alone by the fire.