As the heir to Highgarden, Alester Tyrell embodies the virtues of nobility and justice. Fiercely loyal to his family, he stands as a beacon of honor in a realm fraught with treachery. But the path to preserving the Tyrell legacy is paved with perilo...
TYRION: "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Nothing broken, I don't think. Where are we now? Not the Rhoyne. (No response). Long, sullen silences and an occasional punch in the face. The Mormont way. Let's start over. I apologize for before. My mouth sometimes runs away from me. This doesn't have to be an unpleasant trip. We're going to be spending a lot of time together on the way to Meereen."
JORAH: "We are."
TYRION: "What would make our time together truly enjoyable would be some wine."
JORAH: "No wine."
TYRION: "I am a person who drinks. People who drink need to keep drinking. Otherwise, they're not..."
Jorah stands up and looks ahead. Tyrion turns as well. A large bank of fog lies ahead of the boat.
TYRION: "I know where we are. You're taking us through Valyria."
JORAH: "I am."
TYRION: "Have you sailed this route before?"
JORAH: "No."
TYRION: "You're going to bring Daenerys a souvenir from her ancestral homeland in case I'm not enough?"
JORAH: "I think you'll be plenty."
TYRION: "You know what they say. The doom still rules Valyria. What about the demons and the flames? Aren't you afraid of the Doom?"
JORAH: "No. But the pirates are."
TYRION: "Oh."
RIVER SURROUNDED BY WOODS
TYRION: "The Smoking Sea. How many centuries before we learn how to build cities like this again? Thousands of years the Valyrians were the best in the world at almost everything. And then -"
JORAH: "And then they weren't."
TYRION: "And then they weren't. They held each other close and turned their backs upon the end. The hills that spit asunder and the black that ate the skies. The flames that shot so high and hot that even dragons burned. Would never be the final sights that fell upon their eyes. A fly upon the wall, the waves the sea wind whipped and churned-"
JORAH: "The city of a thousand years, and all that men had learned; The doom consumed it all alike, and neither of them turned."
TYRION: "I would clap."
He holds up his bound hands. Jorah smirks.
TYRION: "I suppose this is it, then. This is what remains."
They look at the approaching ruins of the city. Suddenly Tyrion spots a Dragon passing overhead. He stands up. Both of them look up and watch as it passes.
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Behind Tyrion, someone hops in the water. Jorah hears the splash and turns to see the ripples.
TYRION: "What was that?"
The boat passes into a tunnel. A Stone Man jumps down into the boat from the ceiling.
JORAH: "Stone men! Don't let them touch you!"
Jorah hits the stone man from behind before he gets to Tyrion. They begin fighting. Another stone man jumps into the water and begins trying to get on the boat. Tyrion tries to keep him off. Jorah manages to push the first man into the water. He then begins fighting the other one.
