13 Hawkeye

Kings Landing

277AC

The smell of King's Landing was not over exaggerated in the book descriptions. I guess thats what happens when you cram half a million people into a city with no expansion plans and poor sewers.

'Hey Mara. Bring up my current stats'

Right on it master Hawkeye

Name : Mihawk 'Hawkeye' Mormont

Height: 193cm

Template: Hawkeye 100% completion

Acquired: Breath of all things, Hawkeye's Dynamic Vision and far sight, Great Swordsman level skill, Top Level talent, increased perception and special completion reward The Voice of All things.

Observation Haki : Top tier Range, Mind Reading, Voice of All things, Emotional Perception, Sense, 3 second future sight.

Armament Haki: Hardening, Coiling, Internal Destruction.

Conqueror's Haki: Fear inducement, Perception Suppression.

Devil Fruit: Gravity Fruit: Pre Awakening . Door-Door Fruit(Yoru): Pre-Time skip Blueno.

Body: Super Soldier

Magic: Warg (can control 501 hawks)

Weapons: Yoru, 2 Castle Forged bastard swords, Spear.

I've come a long way. I no longer feel the urgency to get stronger faster as I did when I was younger maybe because I am now in the ranks of the best fighters this world has to offer. It would be a slow grind to get stronger from here on out.

Its 277 AC its this time period Aerys gets abducted in Duskendale. Its from here on out the man kept spiraling into his doom. I plan to join Barristan to save him probably even earlier than in the books to hopefully reduce the effect the situation will have on him.

For what is to come I won't save him he still has his uses ie: Daenerys Stormborn. We need those dragons for the coming Long Night which also means the Rebellion if it happens would play out. Only difference is I'll try to save the other members of the Royal Family but keep the two groups separated from each other without their knowledge at least initially. Probably send Elia and her kids to Yi-ti then leave Rhaella's kids in Braavos to continue their journey. I'm sure somehow Daenerys will still hatch her dragons by the World's will or something. At least that's my original plan knowing this world it would probably go to shit or I'll pick up the pieces.

As I moved throught the gates of the city I surveyed the surrounding area. The Gold cloaks are as I expected, mean looking and weak. Barely a few of them are of any worth noticed only about three strong ones.

I set my eyes on the Red Keep and I can't lie. In both my lives its one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. It's beautiful yet imposing, seems fitting description for all things Targeryan.

I moved to the entrance of the keep being guarded by two gold cloaks.

'Who are you and what are doing here?' asked one of them. He seems to be putting on a brave face but I can tell from how his hands keep closing and opening on his sword that he's nervous. Good. Prey should know when a predator is around.

'I am Ser Hawkeye.'

That's all. I am not giving this entitled peasant anything more to soothe his fragile ego. I'm too well known and my dangerous reputation precedes me. Comes with the amount of bodies I've put into the ground for the past few years.

'Mi'lord. Sorry for wasting your time. Please come in. Allow me announce your entrance.'

'Go ahead.'

The doors opened and I started walking in slowly. Just taking it all in, I've really moved up in the world now. There's is virtually no place I cannot get into unannounced now. Well few but you catch my drift. I see the skull of Balerion hanging behind the Iron Throne and what a monstrosity it is. Thousands of swords all castle forged steel starting from the bottom stairs and it just keeps going up amd wilder. Really sets an imposing tone for whoever is to stare at who is sitting on the chair. Is this why these people play the Game of thrones' ? To be the one being looked up to and not be looked down upon from there?

'Announcing Ser Mihawk Mormont also known as Hawkeye!.'

Immediately the tone of the room shifted from whatever they were doing before to me. Hundreds od eyes staring, judging, assessing me. Got used to it by now but doesn't mean I have to like it.

I walked towards the throne before kneeling before the King.

'Your Grace.'

It took some seconds before I was allowed to rise. Is he trying to enforce dominance or something? Whatever lets get this over with.

'I am here in the request of Lord Rickard Stark. The North has little to no presence in your court and he seeks to rectify that.'

'So you are here to serve the interests of the North?' Aerys asked. Surprisingly he isn't yet as the book described with long beards and long unwashed nails he called claws.He looked normal. Well as normal as you expect a king to look. I can go out on a limb and even call him handsome.

'Yes my lord but also yours too.'

'Ahh the famous northern bluntness I've heard about. Need something refreshing in this place. You may stand somewhere with the others. I invite you to come and dine with my family later.'

'As you command your grace.'

I walked towards where some other nobles where socializing. I saw the crown prince Rhaegar and moved to greet him.

'Hello your grace.'

'Hawkeye. I've been looking foward to meeting for a long time. Here come with me.'

Whats this about? Haven't been here ten seconds and I am about to be introduced to a plot. I followed Rhaegar to a corner of the hall where there were no people gathered there. Hmmm what ever this is must be important to him.

' Hawkeye, we've been hearing tales of your exploits in Essos and I have to say I am very impressed.'

'It what it is. I'm a second son I have to make my way in the world somehow.'

'You are also the leader of one of the strongest sellsword companies around. We had some reports that you were once hired to sack Lys and then you sent a good portion of the spoils back to Bear Island.'

'I need to find your master of whispers. He's too good at his job.'

That got a chuckle out of him. He composed himself and continued.

'Earlier this year my father sent Lord Baratheon and his wife to Essos to find a valyrian bride for me. It ended up being for naught as a storm capsized their ship upon return at Shipbreakers Bay.'

'We all heard the news your grace but where are you leading up to with all this foreplay?'

'You northerners have no tact I swear. My father has betrothed me to Princess Elia Martell. I want to travel to Dorne to meet her but I only have Jon Connighinton my former squire to travel with. I was hoping I can convince you to come along.'

Hmm I was literally sent here to become closer to the royals. This is as good of an opportunity as it gets and I get to take a good measure if Rhaegar along the way with my own eyes.'

'I would love to your grace. When do you plan on heading out.'

'In a fortnight. Thank you my friend. Perhaps we can even spar along the way. I've heard great things about your sword Yoru.'

This small fish thinks he can fight me? Ha we'll see.

'Of course your grace. Is there anything going on currently in the realm that I should know about?'

'Lord Darklyn sent a missive earlier asking for a city charter for Duskendale. Nothing much really.'

Ahhhh so it begins. It will take a while for it to escalate. In the mean time I have to go visit the Streets of Silk.