Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT [Book - 1]

Chapter 25 - Adventures in the North 22.

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JON POV
Wolfswood near FrostRoar, 290DC, that same morning.
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"So shall we depart?" Ducken asked as they had their first meal.
"Yes, I've received troubling news from the North..." Jon said.
The boy had received some information from his sky scouts yesterday, so he urged everyone to hasten and advance the journey that was supposed to happen only in a week.
"News, what would it be?" William asked, and all the giants looked to see what the boy would answer. They had learned a lot from him in all these moons together, to the point of understanding most of the human dialogues on this side of the wall, even with a little difficulty in pronouncing the words.
"A group of wildlings beyond the Wall crossed the sea and descended north, passing through all places unnoticed, and attacked the Glovers' territory. The more serious problem was that they attacked an escort with the daughter of the great lord while the lord himself is with my father fighting against the last resistance of the slavers to the east. A large search party was launched, but they haven't been successful yet. I intend to interfere in this." Jon said, no longer seeming like a nine-nameday boy. He was accustomed, after all these moons, to organizing this camp; he had become used to commanding the place, and no one protested against it.
"I understand, then let's rescue that girl!" Ducken said, smiling at the child in front of him.
"Start organizing yourselves; we'll depart as soon as everyone is ready." He announced, and everyone returned to their meal shortly afterward.
Everyone ate and began to prepare to leave in the next few hours. It was noon when many wagons and horses were ready to leave the camp with a group of giants fully armored with a new greenish metal.
"Let's go; we're two days behind since the attack happened, but we can catch them before they leave the northern coast." Jon led the group, and they set off after clearing a path in the dense forest.
While traveling to exit the forest, Jon sent his aerial guards to all corners in search of possible encounters and the traces left by the wildlings themselves.
Jon looked at the camp where he had lived for the last 6 moons and thought about how this place had become his home and refuge, but he had to move on.
In this place, they left many wagons with some horses to roam freely. The camp's warehouse still had many iron ingots and unpolished material with weapons and items he had created with William.
He couldn't take everything, even leaving a part of the forge, thinking that one day he would return to the location. So until then, this place would remain untouched with some luck since it was known as a cursed place by all regions due to the efforts of its talking parrots and ravens, leaving some to take care of the place.
They continued the walk to the end of the forest with Jon, Ducken, William in the wagons, 6 giants, and various animals and their offspring following them on the ground, while giant and small birds were flying over the group.
Their wagons were loaded with the main supplies and tools from the camp. Jon had prepared many weapons and armors for the journey, not just for them but as reserves since he intended to see his father in a few days.
After a few hours, the sky darkened, and the group had to camp as soon as they found a suitable place. It took a few more days for them to finally leave WolfWoods and begin to see hills beyond trees in all directions.
Thus, a group composed of wagons accompanied by giant wolves, bears, shadow cats with giants and humans, all in armor, left that forest wanting to show the entire northern kingdom what would be known as the most terrifying to set foot on their lands in the last centuries.
"I'm still quite impressed with these armors..." William commented while looking at the giants flanking them with discipline as they tried to reach the North, avoiding the main roads.
"It was luck; I was trying to combine an effect with magical runes and ended up creating this unintentionally." Jon tried to remind William of the answer the boy always repeated when he asked the same question.

"Still, you know how to draw and create magnificent armor! Are you sure I can't become your apprentice?" He said and asked with some hope.

"I'm as surprised as you are about this talent for creating armor and weapons like this, and no, William, I've already said I'm only nine namedays old!" Jon protested and rolled his eyes.