GOT2: Terryon's Gun

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The cold and biting wind blasted in the door at Winter Castle. This was the home of the rest of the Starks that hadn't died before. King of The Wall John Sno chuckled darkly to himself 'I hope no more of the snows die before I can find a way to burn away all of the frozen whisperers.' He was worried because it was proper winter now even though it had seemed like winter for ages. Like when his Dad Ed Starck had been murdered by Geoff Barrymore, the King of Westernmost.

But now Joe was King of the Cold and he was Lord here where summer idiots would never dare to sneak about. Now was the time for him to think of a way to win the wars against the zombies and the normal people. He had a pretty good sword and some of his soldiers, wizards and werewolves did too. But Jron knew it wasn't enough. They could use dragoon glass on their swords to make them better but again he knew deep down in his heart, balls and brain it wasn't enough. The Stakes of Wintertown needed a new weapon.

Just then John remembered about the cunning dwarf Tony Lavistor who he knew from ages before when he was a bastard son who other toffs threw cabbage at. Tony had been really clever to John and he had always hoped he might be able to make him something for fighting the windy walkers and their dead friends.

Quick as a flash he spoke out a good message about what he needed and had it sent on a brand new crow to where Lady Diane was sleeping with her hairless slaves. This was across the sea in the badlands. This was Jonn's time to shine.