 Yo, what's up guys? So we finished season two so now it's time for some history and some war so guys watching the last one back We realized that we talked like a whole lot. So we're gonna try to keep this one short and sweet man Hey, I did notice from the last one that they are slightly repetitive because they show just the same event and different people's Perspectives is reading my notes. I wrote a lot of the same things I feel like from different perspectives, you know, like we really got to see it from all sides And I just felt like it was valuable. So right I'm really excited to get into it. Let's go When a gun and his dragons burned Harren the black and all his sons at Harren Hall the days when men feared the sight of our longships were over With Harren died our empire just click CC right there. Oh, there's none. Okay Six years after Robert Rathian won his crown my father bail on Greyjoy sought to restore our ancient rights He declared the Iron Islands independent and himself its key And sent the Iron Fleet in a daring raid on Lannisport where they burned the Lannister ships at anchor Making us unchallenged in the Sunset Sea This was the seed of our undoing My eldest brother Roderick led a frontal assault on Seaguard a town built to protect the mainland from us After ferocious fighting beneath the city walls He was slain by Lord Jason Malister and his men defeated by this time Stannis Baratheon had brought Robert's fleet around Westeros and somehow managed to trap the Iron Fleet at Bear Island smashing it Robert's victory was now all but assured Yet we made him bleed for each island Stannis Baratheon captured Greatwick the largest of the Iron Islands and say Barristan Selmy himself subdued old Wick Oh, wow Robert and Lord Eddard Stark led the main assault against the island of Pike They raised the town of Lord's port to the ground before Robert turned his full fury on our family's stronghold When they breached the walls the first through was Thoros of Mere with his ridiculous flaming sword Followed by every minor lord of Westeros hungry for glory My other brother Maron was killed when the siege engines brought down a tower on his head. I Was now my father's only living son an Air to the Iron Islands as my father said to me then no man has ever died from bending his knee He who nails may rise again blade in hand He will not kneel stays dead stiff legs and all As it stands Robert allowed my father to keep his lands and title as Lord of the Iron Islands king of salt and rock son of the sea wind Lord Reaper of Pike for a price His last son and air shipped off to Winterfell as an honored guest I Would eat at the Starks table and play with the Stark children And if my father rebelled again Lord Eddard Stark will take his sword and cut off my head That's why it would be his duty Basically he was a prisoner there just in case you know I'm saying okay, so in case y'all want to rebel I got a little head to cut off a nice little head So I caught I missed one of it. I'll see it again guys So I'll know about time this is live But one of the brothers had a whole freakin stone well or whatever it was like a stone building falling his head basically Maelyn right and then and then they said okay, you can keep your position and he's like alright I'm a nil because you know then I can be a snake and rise in that cup But I'm a nil because you know I can come back and I'm gonna send my son off That was just crazy guys basically that was why did you notice though? Remember when the on had his little initiation what's dead may never die that little thing where he's like on a knee in the water I think this is like showing that like whole situation because he nailed to rise back up That's like how they initiate him now. That's like a really like that's not really the best thing to do though You know I'm saying if you're one of them I'm just saying like you never want to make it one of your traditions to like nil to be a traitor Basically, yeah, yeah, but there's some scoundrels the show is obviously yeah because they'll literally kill you No matter what you got on that's the iron prize Do you north of the Isle of Faces Rises a monument to arrogance and cruelty Heron hall For a people who prided themselves on the little fingers down now the iron men of old seized any chance to leave them And carved out a vast kingdom from the peaceful River Lords The Empire reached its zenith under King Heron horror Called the black by those he terrorized and by his own men though. They meant it proudly King Heron enslaved the Riverlands to raise the mightiest fortress Westeros had ever seen a castle that could garrison a million men with walls So vast that winters would come and go and besieging armies grow old and gray before the castle fell Five towers he ordered reaching into the heavens like grasping fingers a monstrosity Which he forced our people to build for their own Subjugation they really tore that thing up in me the last stone Aegon Targaryen and his sisters arrived in the south when they arrived with a small army Heron laughed and shut the gates Heron hall would have its first test and an easy one at that Yeah, but they got a dragon Heron hall could have withstood an assault from all the armies in Westeros combined But Heron learned that the tallest and thickest walls meant little to dragons for dragons fly With Heron and his sons dead Heron hall quickly surrendered to Aegon House Tully then raised the river lords and rebellion against the Iron Islands and with Aegon We flushed the Ironmen to the sea We should have torn down the castle stone by stone then but Heron hall seems such a magnificent prize that Aegon gave it to one of his Commanders whose line then withered to extinction as Oh, wow every family to hold it thereafter This cursed almost like little finger got it any speak of Heron Hall the voices drop to whispers About mad lady Lothson who was said to send a giant bat to collect children for her crock-pots and To bathe in blood and serve feasts of human flesh About the ghosts of black heron and his sons who still walk the castle at night all of flame Of the servants who went to bed in full health and were found in the morning Burnt to ash mere stories to frighten wayward children and excite young girls. You may say you would not be entirely wrong Heron hall is a prize a Nigh impregnable castle with enough land and enough income to make a man at a stroke one of the greatest lords in Westeros But you would not be entirely right either say by a king's grace Heron Hall became yours Now you must garrison it you must repair it and maintain it Even stretch to the ends of your means you cannot fill and manage the whole castle So you would treat your household to four of the five towers then three then two then only the bottom thirds of those You close the hall of a hundred hearths and take your meals in your rooms Even then you can't shake the feeling of desolation that Heron Hall and its vastness is devouring you In later years as you bury a grandson or a great-grandson the last of your line You will know it has Mmm, that was dark so basically real quick Little finger got yeah screwed Yeah, that's what I was about to say you thought that was all great. So basically they're saying this place just sits on where where where Grocious meets grosser row. I guess I don't know man, but this place just exists in a place where there's just no life There's no sign. There's no happiness everything that was meant to survive there fails every time It's just a miserable rotten place and hit and we're eating rats in your stomach, right? Yeah, that's what I'm saying Crazy, right and it used to be great. That's crazy where the north has its honor and the south its chivalry The Iron Islands has its strength we call ourselves the ironborn and we are warriors feared throughout the seven kingdoms Or so we used to be Unlike their mainland cousins the first men of the Iron Islands never bowed to the old gods There's was the drowned god Who made the ironborn to reave and sack and write their names in salt steel and song that his enemy the storm god could not wash away? We raised our kings from our own ranks and used beaten foes as thralls to work our minds and farm our land Or assault wives if a woman was pretty enough Such was the old way and while we followed it. We helped sway wherever the waves were heard When Aegon came demanding fealty King Haran the black ruled as far east as the trident Other kings like the Starks could kneel But Haran was ironborn and the ironborn must be beaten In Haran Hall, he had the mightiest castle in Westeros and the army to defend it But Aegon did not intend a siege He mounted his dragon and roasted Haran and all his sons in their tower and the old way with them Because of Haran's defiance Aegon pushed the ironborn back to our islands and gave the Riverlands to the Tullys But he did allow the ironborn to choose who would lead them House Greyjoy had always been one of the greatest houses of the Iron Islands We trace our descent from the age of heroes and the legendary Grey King Who took a mermaid to wife and made war upon the storm god for a thousand years Took a mermaid away by the drowned god the great king thoughts and slew naga the great sea dragon and took her fire for his own This history made our ancestor Vicon Greyjoy the natural choice to lead the ironborn after Aegon's conquest For three hundred years house Greyjoy ruled the ironborn We styled ourselves lord of the Iron Islands king of Sultan Rock Son of the sea wind lord reaper of pike In truth we were thralls Our people still chanted what is dead may never die But the old way had died Until the Targaryens followed their dragons into the grave and our lord father Baelon Greyjoy Rose against the new king Robert Baratheon He seized our ancient crown and sent our iron fleet against the Lannisters at Lannisport Burning all their ships before any could weigh anchor Though Robert and Eddard Stark would later defeat him. They understood us no better than Aegon The Greyjoy sigil is the kraken But it grasped once it will never surrender What is dead may never die, but rises again Harder and stronger The visuals are kind of stunning in this I was dope Greyjoy rebellion by Senna's breath in so it's his point of view Though Robert had risked all our lives to win it the iron throne bored him He cared little for justice and less for rule if it weren't women or wineskin He had no use for it Without the stalwart John Arryn as hand of the king the challenge to Robert's crown would have come much earlier than it did The Iron Islands have never lacked for treachery. They respect only strength And honor is as foreign to them as the seven after six years their ruler Lord Bailon Greyjoy Wagered that King Robert had not won the support of the great houses of West Ross Many of whom still named him usurper Lord Bailon declared the Iron Islands independent and Sent his iron fleet to Lannisport Which is funny because now the Starks are doing that careless and the iron-born caught and burnt his Ships at anchor Lord Bailon and his Reavers controlled the Sunset Sea Robert then ordered me to succeed where his father-in-law Lord Tywin had failed Beneath Robert's fury I sensed relief War he could understand He would smash Lord Bailon as he had Rhaegar I raised Robert's fleet and sailed around West Ross to the Iron Islands. I Set a trap for the iron fleet off fair Isle as sailors and warriors the iron-born are unparalleled But they're not soldiers. They have no discipline. No strategy. No unity in a battle Each man fights only for his own glory and they're a hell busy for lightning strikes and shore raids When the captain's rushed in I smashed their long ships with our larger war galleys The strength of the iron-born is in their ships with the iron fleet broken. I had assured Robert's victory He could now transport troops and siege weapons to invade the Iron Islands and Contrary to Bailon's hopes Robert had plenty of both I've never seen such allegiance as Robert could inspire in war Enemies who tried to kill him one day would be drinking within the next under their own fallen banners in Rebelling against the Iron Throne Lord Bailon did more than Robert ever could to cement his rule When Robert came to the Iron Islands, he brought with him the full power of Westeros Sir Barristan Selmy of the Kingsguard led the assault on old wick While I subdued great wick the largest of the Iron Islands But Robert saved the seat of House Greyjoy Pike for himself and Lord Eddard Robert would later boast of the battle's bloodiness and how he could have torn down the island into the waves if Lord Bailon hadn't bent the knee But if I'd have led the assault Bailon's net would have bent under a sword. Yeah, that's true. I do not forget. I Do not pardon His time will come all their times will come the Drowned God The seven are gods of weakness and defeat pretty chains that the first men kindly put on after the Andals crushed them except in the Iron Islands Since the dawn age the ironborn have followed the drowned God Who plucked fire from the sea and made us to rave and sack and carve our names in blood and song When the Andals landed on the Iron Islands, they found a God who was father warrior and stranger Who took mother maiden and crone when he would and held the Smith in thrall His priests are the drowned men who are clothed and armed by the sea itself They consecrate us to the drowned God through our most sacred right the drowning and Ask the God to raise us from the sea as he was Harder and stronger Ironborn do not fear the bloodiest battles or the roughest waves For the drowned God taught us long ago that what is dead may never die When an ironborn falls we say the drowned God needed a strong oarsman and took him below to feast in the God's watery halls attended by mermaids I'll say that an ironborn is a warrior We fight against the storm god who holds a castle in the clouds and sends the winds to lure the ironborn off course or wreck our ships It said my legendary ancestor the great king waged war upon the storm god for a thousand years With the drowned God's help. He slew the great sea dragon naga and used her bones for his hall After his death the storm god tried to wash away any memory of this terrible foe But his songs fill our halls to this day It was the storm god who first blew the Andals to the iron islands to subdue us and Turn us from our faith True they conquered and killed our king But in time they forsook their septs for the shore and their fat septons for the drowned men The Andals came to us as conquerors in the end. They drowned See there's that ritual of the sea as our god made us and given to it as our god taught us We do not fear the storm gods winds or his waves But you should For they bring us to you Wow Well, so the great boys are kind of harder than we thought Yes, so they basically they go out there and they fight and they say you know what if we die That's all good because we're just gonna continue to make never die. Right. How do you beat that? You don't crazy dark wings dark words. I Was only a boy when the raven came to call my father Lord eddard Stark to another war Bail on Greyjoy had raised the iron islands in revolt and burned the Lannister fleet at anchor King Robert Baratheon again needed his old friend My mother catlin was not happy to lose her Lord husband to Robert again Six years before he had left her to avenge his father and brother against the king We know how he had sons and daughters of his own and unspoken Another son who wasn't hers from the last time he went to war My brother John snow But she knew that in marrying my father she had married the north We hold our honor and duty as dear as our old gods When the time came my father marched south to restore peace and order to the realm My father always told me the iron islands were a strange and dangerous place It's people the ironborn keep neither the old gods nor the seven and despise all honest toil Their ancestors ravaged the western shores raping and slaving and putting it to the torch and their songs still ring through the halls of the ironborn While everywhere else they're whispered to wayward children at bedtime Perhaps Lord Bailon thought Westeros had not healed from the war against the Mad King and was as Fragmented and suspicious as the ancient kingdoms his forebears had terrorized Robert's Navy corrected him at Fair Isle when they smashed the proud iron fleet Robert and my father corrected him at Pike his own castle when they pulled down his towers and breached his walls My father never liked to speak of his battles But from other men I learned what transpired Thoros of Mia was first through the breach with his flaming sword Not far behind him was Jorah Mormons of Bear Island Spannerman who earned the night her day would later shame and Lord's from every corner of the seven kingdoms All day through every passage in the castle They fought side by side my father with our ancestral sword ice and King Robert with his war hammer against a horde of axe wielding Ironborn in the end Lord Bailon bent the knee Was in admin ever die allowed Lord Bailon to retain his title and castle The price of peace was custom The only son of Bailons to survive is foolish rebellion would be taken as a hostage against future treason's That's smart though. My father even volunteered to foster the boy himself. I suspect To make the ungray joy a different man than his father who would bring honor and duty to the Iod Islands When he returned as heir So my mother's silent fear came true and my father returned with another child Theon ate with us played with us and fought with us Once the great bond between my father and Robert Baratheon united the realm against a mad king and brought him to justice for his crimes now Another monster sits on the iron throne and another debt of blood is owed my family Theon is my murdered father's ward. I am my murdered father's son Like my father and Robert bound in blood if not by blood. We are brothers Tough for the on still Carthers always and only belonged to the caffeine We were never part of the larry's empire Nor have we ever fallen to a Dothraki horde our walls and the red waste outside them guard us from such annoyance Many call the approach to our city the garden of bones Right little tending to grow Our city, however, would be quite a prize for any empire Carth straddles two worlds a greedy and curious west and a rich and mysterious east The marvels of yeetie and a shy pass through our markets and share births with the riches of the free cities and westeros A shy that's where most on this round many a trader's dreams Almost as many as they have broken We call carth the greatest city that ever was or will be An easy claim to make if one knows only the docks and customs houses of other cities An easy lie to swallow if a people see only the gold and jewels of their rulers Which we the 13 govern the city are careful to ensure The proud carthine shook off the yoke of unjust kings long ago So they are told at festivals by the pureborn the king's direct descendants who have controlled the 13 ever since Only now instead of sensors they lose ships A merchant only remains on the 13 until the others are no longer afraid to deny him Or to afraid to deny his replacement Except for the warlocks they alone hold a hereditary seat A relic from when they had powers or at least from when the world was younger and more easily duped Over the years we have developed an Understanding with them. They shall always be welcome on our councils and at affairs of state provided they never come Rare is the civic problem that can be solved by cryptic nonsense and shade of the evening Thankfully they need little encouragement to confine themselves to their house of the undying Yet perhaps we carthena too can find ourselves We feel safe behind our walls and our laws which no visitor can hope to follow And by which any citizen who vouches for a guest always pays with his life Oh, jeez, but like a ship in the summer seas a city grows be calmed without fresh wind The greatest city that ever was or will be An epitaph I would prefer the greatest city that is you locked in that thing boy I mean What is the greatest city so far these letting sticks who claim no dread powers, but prove only one Separating the foolish from their purses not so with the renowned warlocks of carves They demand a much dearer coin in return for their parlor tricks respect Once the warlocks truly were mighty or so they would have us believe I do not doubt they have many secrets They are an old order and one does not obtain a seat on the 13 the governing council of carth without making 12 of our most powerful citizens afraid to forbid it Thankfully for carth the warlocks exert little influence in our politics They rarely leave the confines of the house of the undying a pompous name, but I admit a strange and dark tower It is said that none who enter ever leave Of course, since there are no visible doors, I have to believe none ever enter either We can only imagine what the warlocks do inside I wager we do not have to imagine much They read dusty scrolls detailing their lost glory They sip shade of the evening a foul concoction brewed from the nearby trees until their lips turn blue The better to frighten children and the ignorant stewing in their fantasies like an an old soldier who drinks alone so no one may challenge their prowess Whatever the warlocks may wish their magic like all magic is dead in the world if it ever existed though One does hear strange whispers of late. That's what they keep saying handles that have been cold for a hundred years now burning Ghost grass found far from the lands of the shadow A calasar led by a woman with three heads Traders nonsense most likely But should the warlocks wanted magic ever return That would be a dangerous day for carth. Yeah, it would be I shall need to keep my eyes on them Indeed, he's thinking ahead. He wants to work with them snakes right the free cities by jorah mormon At its height the valyrian freehold ruled over half the known world Not bad for former shepherds But the doom fell on them and sank their capital into the sea Now valantis is the ember of old valyria Ensuring its flame does not go out from this world As any valantine will tell you isn't that we're doing says from the same about pentos Lee scenes about lease and so on but after enough time in the nine free cities Is hard to see them as anything but ashes of glory Valantis is the oldest the first colony of valyria After the doom the valantines try to rebuild the empire under their rule They failed Not least because the last valyrian with dragons agon targaryen entered the war against them Now they are content to dominate only their lower classes Or so they say Braavos is the strangest a city erected not by the freehold but against it A labyrinth of illusion and deceit to hide the refugees from valyria's slave lords After the doom the city emerged from the shadows to become one of the greatest banking centers in the world A man can get anything in braavos for a price Especially death Your own if you offend one of the swaggering swordsmen that pollute the city Or if you're very rich Or very desperate anyone else's Dang lease is the Easiest of the free cities Full of pleasure houses catering to every taste No matter how peculiar Many men lose themselves. This is where they get the poison from At least alive. I guess when a man runs out of coin the leasing's may grant him their other speciality on the house poison Pentos is the most ruthless The majestors make a great show of choosing the prince of pentos from the great families And granting him the powers of trade justice and war As long as he checks with them first On the new year to bring good fortune to pentos This prince must deflower the maid of the field and the maid of the seas I confess. I don't know how each is chosen or what becomes of them after serving their purpose But if a crop should fail or a war be lost The majestors will slit the prince's throat and choose another The other free cities are known for what they make Mia has its lenses and finery norvos its axes Quohol its smiths who can reforge valyrian steel Tyrosh Its colors I'm sure laurath had something to the world, but I can't think of it Laura frankly the nine of them are more alike than they would they think she's from They hire the same soldiers to fight the same wars for the same rulers the rich Be they called majestors our consa. What have you When our drachy calisar approaches they gift the same tribute to avoid the same sacking For thousands of years the disgrace of westeros have drained east to pool in the free cities Where a man of honor counts for less than nothing unless it raises his price Better men than I have learned that what a man sells for gold He can never buy back He must earn it By foreign blood So let's show on the politics on that side. I guess right baratheon had raised the banners of storm's end Our ancestral castle against the mad king eris John arin of the veil and eddard stark of the north stood with him and hoster tully of the riverlands would join Those are catalan's were far from ours and separated by the combined strength of the west the reach And king's landing itself Even robber's own lords were against him. It was the hardest choice. I've ever made my brother or my king blood or honor That's tough air is ruled by right of all the laws in westeros Everyone knew the price of defiance But there are deeper older laws The younger brother bows before the elder I followed robert Early in the war mace terrell's indecisive victory at ashford cut robert off from storm's end Instead of pursuing robert and risking his record Mace terrell turned east and laid siege to our home His vast army and navy encircled us and prevented any resupply by land or sea If a wagon tried to reach us it was burnt if a ship tried to land it was sunk We were locked in storm's end to starve But robert commanded me to hold the castle no matter the cost He could ill afford to lose his ancient seat which had never fallen as I think he was great in about Robert smashed raga on the trident and then he gives it a rambling right the dogs Because the horses had already been devoured Wow, well, the lannister you imagine me and king's lannister. We ate the rats If the smuggler davos had not slipped through the terrell with his onions We'd have eaten our own dead the damn onion night, but I held the castle until lord eddard remembered us and marched to lift the siege Making more sense now y'all And robert threw a feast to celebrate lord eddard's victory I was sent to the royal island stronghold of dragon stone to deal with visciris and deniris the last surviving tergarian children Before I arrived, however, they escaped across the narrow sea robert was furious He stripped me of storm's end and gave it to that prancing fool renly My younger brother Right. Well, he didn't get the job done He couldn't make him he couldn't make himself faster Bastard pretender soils my throne while the realm fills with schemers and traitors But the rightful king is coming for them all and I will not stop until I have scoured this land clean of abomination Then it's a man say ours is the fury I will show them fury burns To be honest if you just get rid of the red woman I'd kind of rock with them. You know what I'm saying? I mean, this is hard kind of family duty honor Every tally child learns our words But I was a woman before I understood them Years before my father had taken to foster the son Of a wartime friend a minor lord on the fingers The boy had arrived at our castle as peter balish Due to his home size my brother soon named him little finger When I came of age Brandon Stark of winterfell sought and won my hand to my father Brandon was heir to the north and a suitable match for a daughter of house tully to me Brandon was wild and terrifying never far from laughter or trouble I loved him with all the fire of a first passion Much I came to realize As peter loved me When peter heard of my engagement He challenged brandon to a duel peter survived only because I begged brandon not to kill him I still thought of peter as family Now I wish I had let him die Wow Only days before my wedding when I thought to be happy forever prince regar to garrion abducted brandon's sister lianna hot blood I does always brandon immediately rode for king's landing to demand justice Which the mad king aries to garrion gave him In his own The day the raven arrived with the news of my brandon's death I locked myself in a room and refused to eat for days Until my father reminded me of my duty I was to marry eddard brandon's younger brother A man whom I had never met Though of whom none spoke ill Or spoke anything at all. That'd be weird Are you glad because he's a good guy north veil Stormlands and riverlands in rebellion against the mad king I was a tully I did my duty We were married quickly and were spared only one night before he had to return to the field I spent the war by the windows waiting for a raven to hear of my son would grow up fatherless all at all They got busy that night. We knew the price of defeat I scoured the kitchens and washing rooms for any and all gossip Robert had won and crushed the mad king Robert had lost but jamie lannister was now king Robert had almost won But the mad king had become a dragon and burned king's landing to ash At night Lot of rumors I told myself the war would end soon and bring peace Either a victory or the grave I was wrong Robert won and my husband avenged his brother and my love But when he came home to me He could not meet my eyes I saw the reason by his side Many men have bastards. I know And under the strain of war any man no matter how honorable may forsake his vows for a night of warmth that he may never know again But nad Stark was not built like other men His northern honor would not let him sequester his shame in some distant holdfast He brought this boy this John snow Home to raise with his trueborn children My children Yet even these bitter memories are sweet to know They are all I have left of my nad Our family is broken and scutted And our son must wage a war for the pieces We need to go home The starks are off the north and Like the snows of winter when they come south They melt away. Yeah, that's true, man. Isn't that kind of showing that like she really didn't like John In kings landed if you leave the red keeper wasn't really his fault, but I find yourself in flea bottom In such a cesspool that house seaworth Have its glorious start I got out as soon as I could find and work on a smuggler ship Soon every port on the narrow sea had a bounty on me Which they were collective. I didn't pay a percentage to the right people or pick the right tides Yeah, that's my right. I remember When you talk to one, there's a hand that talks back I was very good Davos a flea bottom had run with orphans and beggars But davos the smuggler was received by merchants and lords when nobody would catch them Oddly the only honest work came from pirates like the notorious blood thirsty salad or sam All he ever wanted was someone to buy his cargo quickly before the tide left And sell it without telling where I got it Right in time in and out Saved enough to buy a small plot of land and found a woman who was kind enough to overlook my trade She gave me a son mathos And we dreamt of the trader circle around the jade sea just one trip and I could settle us and our family for life Then some storm lord revolted against the iron throne Wars are not as good for smugglers as you'd think Every harbor fills with guards and inspectors The seas fill with blockades and pirates paid by each side to pray on the other Though I had no love for the mad king I'd grown up around the power of king's land and I figured this Robert Baratheon would end the same as the other rebel lords burnt to ash But he didn't The north the riverlands and the veil joined him And then the taverns people drank the robber's health openly Bray fools I thought But I had a family who'd be left in the cold if I lost my head When mace terrell marched on robber's home of storm's end As by the end of the rebellion The castle was garrisoned by robber's younger brother stannis and a small guard and were not holed out for long When it fell Robert would be homeless And his support had bleed away this I knew from experience Months later stannis was still holding in the castle Let's go stannis but on voyages I had seen what famine does And I thought of all those men in storms end who would die unmoaned and forgotten So that was calculated he did that on purpose I told my wife and myself That I'd get a high price for the unions and salt beef In truth I knew I'd be captured by the terrell galleys are drowned But I was too stubborn Later that night in the dark in a tiny boat with a black sail I cursed myself and the moonlight as I waited for the tide to turn When it did The wind beat the sail so hard I ripped it down fearing the terrell ships would hear Luckily they'd grown lax With muffled oars alone I steered my cargo through the treacherous currents and snarls of rock that give shipbreaker baird's name The waves finally carried me Soaked and near blind from seawater through the mouth of the cavern beneath the castle Then Stannis Baratheon arrived The siege had left him gaunt but not weak never weak He greeted me and accepted my onions with cool courtesy betraying no emotion even as all wept From the smell of onions and each of his men before you know, they were no larger than any other When he finally thanked me I could see his mind had already returned to the castle's defense His duty After Ares fell and lords turned into the siege Stunner summoned me For my salvation a storm's end. I was to be granted a knighthood a keep of my own And my son taken into stannis's personal service Davos or flea bottom Had become said davos of housey worth and his son would serve the king's own brother He's awesome for that I was to have the fingertips of one hand taken off above the highest joint Stannis held that I had flouted the laws of the land for years And a good act does not wash out the bad Dang Stannis still made him pay Stannis gave my son a future of my family a name that I could never have imagined nor earned on my own I still keep the finger bones in a bag around my neck To remind me what I was and what I owed a stannis Man for do you remind many years as a smuggler? Have visited many reports of taverns on back alleys and so many things in this world But never justice Until stannis Marjorie Tyrell some great houses call us upstarts But the truth is that while the Starks and Lannisters fell to the Targaryens in defeat House Tyrell rose For thousands of years our family served as loyal stewards to the kings of the woods Remember they were given it until the last of their lives were given the burned to death Resisting the Targaryen invaders To save the reach from a similar fate We yielded the castle of Highgarden to Aegon and his sisters In gratitude the Targaryens gave house Tyrell dominion over the reach And we became lords of the castle in which for generations we had served Under the Targaryen dynasty Westeros prospered Gone were the petty wars of seven kingdoms and the endless thirst for minor glories that drove them The Westeros enriched the realm The north guarded it And the reach and riverlands fed it This harmony is what Robert Baratheon shattered with his rebellion against Aerys Targaryen When the call to arms came though, we did not want to answer The reach is a gentle land and honestly the mad king was not much loved But we owed peace and status to his family My father Mace Tyrell Called his vows and marched north to battle the rogue storm lord Robert Who had already defeated three forces in a single day And at Ashford My father won Some chasing my father for not pursuing Robert after the battle We had cut him off from the Stormlands the seat of his power And he had fled north within easy grasp of Lord Tywin Lannister the hand of Aerys for 20 years My father moved instead to lay siege to Robert's ancestral stronghold of Storm's end The rose would strangle the stag as the lion pounced So we waited But the lion slumbered and Robert slipped past the king's forces to join Ned Stark We could have lifted the siege and deployed our armies north to aid the crown We could have stormed the walls of the castle and made Robert homeless But we had ample supplies control of land and sea And most of all patience Our siege would succeed eventually at little cost of life to us If Robert prolonged the war with minor victories our capture of Storm's end would hasten his downfall And if Robert won the war Well It would not do for him to find us in his halls with the bodies of his brother stannis and his sworn men When the lion finally showed his colors and purged king's landing We knew our cause was lost My father chose the peaceful route and bent the knee to Robert who heartily pardoned us Strange Considering how we'd beaten him and starved his brother to the brink of death Right We were to keep our lands castle and title But we knew that we would never be welcome at court It didn't matter The reach was still the most fertile of the seven kingdoms and under our hand Every flower even the rose needs pruning Then it grows strong So that's why they're so rich in stuff Yeah, because of their agriculture basically. Yep, they're they got some fertile soil How's the big deal for her to move on to Garth Greenhand? The legendary first king of the reach who made the land bloom But so too does every noble house around us It seems dear ancestor garth Planted as many flowers as he plucked A king should have more consideration for his line. Don't you think? For over a thousand years the green hand sons and grandsons ruled the reach as house gardener The offshoots of his daughters grew into vast and powerful houses in their own right Except for house torell We chose instead to serve our gardener cousins faithfully as stewards To manage their stronghold of high garden and the daily affairs of the reach Our words are growing strong And under our stewardship the reach did just that As did we until a blundering king almost cost us everything Aegon Targaryen had landed in Westeros King myrne allied us with the wrought to repel the upstarts army One can only marvel that king myrne did not reconsider when he saw the living dragons against him Perhaps he should have sought counsel from his trusted stewards before he set out Then again Perhaps he did At the field of fire agon And let us not forget his sisters Burnt the combined armies of the reach and rock King myrne paid for his misjudgment with his life and that of his ancient family Okay, I got burned up alive in the time reals got it the reach had lost its king Its ruling house and most of its army Thankfully for everyone My ancestor harlan terrell had better sense Until the maesters sorted out the intel among myrne's cousins Harlan the steward was acting lord of high garden To ensure peace and life in the reach he would yield the castle to agon The other castles and families would then follow as they had since the dawn age Aegon had a continent to conquer and the fertile reach was too valuable to raise He accepted harlan's proposal and welcomed our lands into his kingdom To show his gratitude agon entitled harlan to high garden The castle his family had served for a thousand years And made house terrell his wardens of the south Choosing us over older greater families in the reach Our house thus owed everything to the targaryens So is it any wonder we stay true to king ares even during his madness? And even after robert baratheon rebelled That explains it But when the targaryens fell House terrell again chose peace and prosperity over war and devastation And bent the knee to king robert baratheon First of his name To manage the affairs of the reach as we had a presence of years and will for a thousand more Other great houses take lions and wolves for their sigils And draw their power from the gold in their mountains or the cold of their winters But mountains run dry winter yields to spring And the rose blooms once more. Oh, I like that. That's kind of cool. It's a little feminine for sure Nobody knows why the targaryens first came to the island of dragon stone Old valyria was then at the height of its power and the center of the civilized world Which ended at the narrow sea Westeros was a filthy backwater with seven kings squabbling over borders and minor glories So much for progress The island itself was and is nothing It had no gold or gems to lure valyrian nobility. All it has is rock Mostly a shiny black stone too brittle for war and too sharp for building The targaryens called it dragon glass That's that thing sam founds But the targaryens managed to raise a castle here Oh from the first plane they used and i was like there's no way to spawn in that air Forgetting that the targaryens brought a small army with them from essos There's no magic in strong backs. Though admittedly the castle is unlike any in westeros foreign and strange If the targaryens ever regretted their baron outpost and longed for the comforts of home The doom made their folly permanent Valyria collapsed into the waves and was no more To look east was to see the ruin of their homeland the greatest civilization before or since But to look west As agon realized was to see a fertile land right for conquest Perhaps even a new valyria Though good for little else Dragon stone was the perfect staging point for agon's invasion of westeros The black water bay granted easy access to the continent the lands there were disputed by three kingdoms The reach the iron islands and the storm lands But their capitals were far enough away that none could mount a force before agon got a foothold Even if their kings had been able to stop bickering over whose problem he was Then it was too late agon had chosen his first camp well With the bay to the east the river to the south and open fields to the north and west His army would be impossible to take by surprise A perfect site for an invasion and one day his capital city Kings landing The dome had taught the Targaryens the prudence of refuge After the conquest dragon stone became the seat of the crown prince and heir to the iron throne It would serve them well and me ill 300 years later after my brother robert baratheon Rebelled against the iron throne and the lannisters slaughtered the mad king ares and his royal family robert dispatched me to Deal with the last surviving Targaryen children But before I arrived Is that by across the narrow sea to show everything didn't it Hatred for the Targaryens blinded robert unjustly I was blamed and stripped of our family's castle of storm's end and given dragon stone in its stead Over the years whenever I demanded my rights restored Robert would remind me of the island's royal pedigree and pretend he was doing me honor As if I were one of his tavern girls to be so easily deceived and dismissed But robert is dead and I Stannis Baratheon I'm the rightful king of westeros This makes like thin as more sit on the iron throne From dragon stone I will be the dagger at their throat. I don't know man. Stannis is all right, but he'll mess with that red woman It's just kind of weird. Oh nice. This is good honor glory Lies to make idiot boys want knighthood and idiot girls spread their legs for it Let me tell you what makes a knight killing Either enough men or the right man House Clegane should know We're very good at both Most families claim some great ancestors so far back that nobody can prove them liars not us My grandfather kept the kennel for lord titus lannister of castley rock The father of lord tywin's ed lord titus was a weak man who didn't know it One day while hunting he stumbled on a lioness Instead of embracing the man who wore her on his banners She tried to tear out his throat Lucky my grandfather came up with the dogs and drove the big cat away As a reward the Clegane's got lands and a keep and a son to squire for the lannisters We took the three hounds who died for them as our new sigil When tywin lannister became lord of castley rock he wanted more from his former kennel master than fealty He bet the training hounds to kill isn't far from training boys to kill In just two generations my brother gregar and i proved him right I gutted my first man at 12 Years after Servants started disappearing in our keep And even a sister i don't remember But nobody could prove anything against gregar Or dared if they caught him at it For my father wanted a knight in our family And thought he'd found one and gregar Who at 13 towered over enough men that they called him the mountain sure gregar looks quite the champion from a distance But a mountain can't cleave a man in half with one blow And won't break a wench's face if she talks Through lord tywin's influence prince regar tagarian kindly anointed my brother personally A great honor for our family everyone said One year later Sir gregar Shiversly sacked the prince's city Brained the prince's baby and raped and murdered the prince's wife Winning our family get more honor from the new king and queen Soon after my father died They say in a hunting accident The same day that gregar became lord of the clagaine lands Gold and anything under his roof I left our home to take service at castley rock Yeah for joffrey tywin is not like his father Neither is king joffrey Other likes of me would never be on the king's guard With all those true knights Between them a man who serves the lannisters Will never lack for killing I'll guard this king such as he is Gregar will kill the other ones Such as he does When we're done, that's what his business is. We'll see how many people still believe in songs and fairy tales Alchemist guild by whoever Dragons conquered the seven kingdoms But to rule them the Targaryens needed a less temperamental tool When the great king maegos or the power of the alchemist guild he blessed us with his patronage In those days we commonly transmuted metals and other wonders But the king was most interested in our mastery of the substance Which those not of our order dubbed wildfire As we saw that stuff to the uninitiated It seems uncontrollable water will not extinguish it nor plate of steel repel it Our order alone knows its secrets In bare stone cells beneath the guild hall Our acolytes prepare the substance with utmost care and ancient magic Apprentices then remove the jars to a secure storage Overseeing if there is a magic to do that wisdoms So Cersei knows about it myself who are adept in the alchemical mysteries Should an acolyte prove unworthy and allow the substance to ignite The ceilings are spelled to collapse and fill the room with sand For once lit Only smothering or starvation will quench the fire Smothering or starvation did the alchemist guild serve the Targaryens faithfully Until we were beset on all sides by the envious the order of Masters who dismissed all learning but their own And the charlatans who hucked green paint and worse in our names After the unfortunate prince arian tragarian drunk with wine Boasted that a draft of the substance would transmute him into a dragon We lost our royal favor Then came the wise king Ares second of his name I was merely an acolyte when he restored our guild to its former glory As had his great forefathers. He appreciated our secret arts Even naming wisdom ross art as hand of the king Together they punished his enemies as befits a true Tegarion So he's fire I heard whispers That king ares had engaged our greatest wisdoms for an ultimate weapon against his foe But sadly Kings landing must have fallen before it could be used and many of our wisdoms Disappeared in the sack of the city Victims of ignorance and envy as ever i'd wager Yet our order perseveres Like the substance which grows ever more potent as it ages We perfect our ancient arts in darkness Forgotten by the world We are masters of the fire But we live only to serve All we need is the right Spark the free foe A long time ago they say some old southern king Enslaved our giants by magic And forced them to build your famous wall Then he kicked all of my kind to the other side and raised an army to keep us there And we're the uncivilized ones wildlings Might be so king was wise Even a giant can be made to kneel, but only if he wants a better crack at your head The free folk don't follow a man because his father tells us If the king's son was brave and strong, hi We'd follow him as if he did his father If he wasn't But it seems to me as much as the wall keeps us out It keeps you southerners in But you follow laws you didn't make Kneel to kings you didn't choose and pray to gods. You never free right. That's how the west isn't really Beyond the wall the stars shine bright and clear Only gods there aren't listening to the likes of men Our gods are of the forest In the trees that shelter us and the rivers that feed us They gave the land for all of us to share We fish farm and hunt where we will when we need If a man wants a woman he has to prove he'll give her strong and cunning sons That's easy When she tries to slit his throat he don't let her With the free folk you get what you can take and you keep what you can hold No more I wonder Even if my kind didn't hop over your wall, but he still set your knights watch to guard it You southerners are rich You always have more steel gold and daughters I think you're afraid If you've always knelt and you don't know what freedom is And if you've not been beyond the wall You don't know what fear is Oh my gosh I mean she has a point but you can count her and be like, yeah, but who wants to live up there with y'all And then we all try to slit each other's throats as a mating ritual swords in the darkness The black brothers of the knights watch are that at least There's too many of the free folk know You southerners are strange A man murders and you train him to kill better A man thieves or rapes and you send him where it's dark and private Well, at least you make him promise to be good Well, then you make him regret even that From the time he's walking to the time he's allowed to sleep He walks the frozen wall carries frozen stones or boils frozen food When he lies down at night, he can't have nobody to warm his frozen bed Or not unless the crows like to nest together You think he remembers the stories they told him then About when the white walkers woke in the land of always winter And how the wall and the night's watch were raised to stop them the next time I never mind trapping us on the other side We free folk have our stories too About how one of your king crows found something cold in the woods With bright blue eyes How he brought her home through your wall And declared himself night's king 13 years he and his queen ruled over his brothers making sacrifices as black as their cloaks Lucky for you southerners The free folk rallied to a king beyond the wall as we will when need be And marched on the ancient castle he taken for his own The night fought with the help of the starks We killed the demon and cleansed your precious watch And then they thanked us and kicked us back across the wall as you always have Kendall Raymond redbeard the horned lord Each chosen as a king beyond the wall each promising victory And all falling to the night's watch and the starks Oh, so that's why she said this is lord eddard sarks bastard King knows your troubles like so who cares you call them because they have a whole history with them They got beat for them. They've been manning that wall for a long time. We know how you think We know where you're weak Watch for us from your wall if you like With the cold You won't even feel the blade slip into your back. All right Maybe that was history and war for season two wouldn't you think about that? I thought it was just a lot of information like a whole lot and a lot of like callbacks that we seen in the season But that didn't make sense like one in particular Um sir season that in black water in episode nine And she's talking and she's looking at shea and she said I had someone from lorath I don't know if that's where she's exactly from but it's obviously a free city But sir, she made a call to it and then just hearing it's a free city. Um, I had no idea It was just a word to me until then Right It was really really cool seeing how it started off So I understood that he was a smuggler, but you know how I was saying previously in one of the episodes we just did I wasn't exactly sure how he got his standing. Well, it turns out man. He saved a lot of people from starving. So That's really cool. Really cool to know that a lot of information is right hand man due to that. Basically. Yeah, he basically hooked him up Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you. No, you're good. Um, yeah, just a lot of information in that guys Like we said the thing we're not gonna go too long But there was just an absolute ton of information. Mrs. Doctor will be posting these on patreon if you guys are interested in seeing our notes and Guys, yeah, man. Thank you guys so much for rocking with us through the video It's the late when it's like 2 30 in the morning guys So we need to hurry up and get off here, but thank you guys so much for watching that We're gonna be back. I love watching those it's so cool to know Like I guess just like everything's a little origin story. I guess you could say Yeah, there's just so much information to break down and we could be here for 100 hours talking about it Yeah, and I have a tendency to do that. So thank you guys for watching and we'll see you guys in season three Let's go