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~~~Third Person, Eighth Moon, 277 AC~~~
~~~Hunting Forest, Crakehall~~~
"Easy boy," a man, of strong and stout build, held the leash of a huge hunting dog, next to him were five other men, who made up a small group ready to kill the Basilisk that the Xandarians had released into the forest in the night.
It was past midday, but they still had no clue as to the whereabouts of the Basilisk, the first hunt was in full swing, and large groups were formed, set up by knights of the great houses to get the sword for their Lord's house, as well as groups of mercenaries or traveling knights in search of glory and fame.
"I heard that Lord Tywin released a group of his own, led by the Mountain," a young man, no older than eighteen, with acne on his face and a youthful look, told his companions. "It was obvious he would, the man has been for years wanting to have a Valyrian steel sword for his house again after theirs was lost in Valyria."
Another of the men present joined the conversation; "But wouldn't it be simpler to buy one from the Xandarian king? From what I could see, all of his eight guards have Valyrian steel swords, and even he has two, not to mention that I saw some Unsullied having spears of the same metal, heck, even the armor of the king's guards is Valyrian steel."
"Yorum and you think the Xandarian king would sell such a sword? Those swords cost a fortune, even with five lives you wouldn't be able to afford one, I even dare say that something like this will only happen once in history, just think about it, five swords being given away for killing a beast." The man holding the dog replied to Yorum, who looked thoughtful.
"But if that's the case Alex, then why did he now decide to give away five as you say?" Query asked confused, not understanding the mentality of rich people, "and you think why wouldn't he have taken measures for that? The beast we are hunting is proof of that, he could have released a bison, a wild boar, or even a mountain lion and were fine, but no."
"He released a basilisk, and those beasts only have in mind to unceremoniously murder their prey," Alex said, just as his dog picked up on something and started barking.
"Did you notice anything, the basilisk?" The young man with acne asked excitedly, youth hadn't provided him with any adrenaline-pumping experiences, and being on an actual hunt was new to him.
"Shut up Tommen," Alex shushed him, as he acted out his dog's behavior.
In front of them, some bushes were moving, and the sound of galloping could be heard, which made the five men get excited and draw their swords and spears, "be ready, that sword will be ours and we will be rich." Yorum shouted, gripping his axe tightly.
They waited for whatever was coming to show itself, but great was the disappointment when a small boar came out of the bushes, only to come to a screeching halt when it saw the men in front of it. "But what the hell? A bloody boar!" Tommen cursed.
"AHHHHHH!" A bloodcurdling scream snapped them out of the trance they had been in, and with such force that it seemed their necks would snap, they turned towards the source of the scream, to see one of their companions being lifted into the air, as the basilisk they were 'hunting' held him from the abdomen with its massive maw.
"AAAARG!"
The boar panicked and ran away, and that's what caused everyone to react, but it was too late because the body of their friend was split in two as the basilisk closed its mouth, filling its maw with the man's blood and viscera.
"AHH!" Alex was the first to react, and grabbing his spear, he threw it hard towards the basilisk, burying it forcefully in the place where the basilisk's left front leg joined its body. "GRUAAAG!" The basilisk roared in pain, and with the spear still stuck, ran towards the group.
"Spread out!" Yorum shouted, in time for him to avoid the drag the basilisk caused with its thick, strong tail.
The others did not stand still and began to surround the basilisk, ready to attack from several sides so they would have a better chance of killing it. Tommen, for his part, loaded an arrow into his bow, and with his arms trembling, and his sights set on Alex, waited for the others to attack so he could shoot.
The basilisk didn't wait long, and moving extremely fast even with the spear embedded in its body, it rushed at Query with its jaws open ready to tear him apart. "Shit" Query swung his sword hard in an attempt to shake the animal off.
But the basilisk turned out to be smarter than a wild beast, and being close to Query, the basilisk simply turned around. Query thought he was saved for the moment, but then he realized what the basilisk was doing when the beast gained momentum and swung its strong tail at the man, sending him several meters along the ground.
"What the fuck do you expect you don't shoot!" Alex shouted at Tommen, who panicked and started firing at once at last. But to no avail, the arrows did nothing to stop the beast. "Shit! Get out of the way!" Yorum shouted to Tommen when he saw that the basilisk had turned its attention to the young man, running towards him and pushing him, but staying in the way himself.
"Yorum!" Alex yelled as his friend began to be torn apart in front of them. Running towards the basilisk, he started hitting it with his axe, but to no avail, as the basilisk's skin was thick and only left superficial wounds. "Die!" During all the commotion, came the undisguised cry of Tommen, who released an arrow and hit the target.
"Plot!" The basilisk collapsed to the ground, the product of the arrow piercing his eye socket. "Hahahahaha! I did it," Tommen thrilled, looking with palpable emotion at the basilisk lying on the muddy ground. "You did it boy, and now we're going to be very rich," Alex said, but his tone of voice was subdued and heavy, they had lost two friends, and that loss would be hard to bear.
"We need to dig a grave and bury them, they deserve it." Query said, looking mournfully at Tommen and Alex, "All right," Alex agreed.
Over the next half hour, the three of them dug a hole big enough for Yorum and his other dead friend, ready to give them a proper send-off, between the three of them they took the two body parts of their friend and the pieces of Yorum, then buried them.
It was after an hour, when the sun was already setting, that they decided to light a fire and eat. The three of them sat around the fire, with Tommen and Alex sitting together, and Query being in front. "With the money we make selling the sword, I will buy myself a great ship and sail to the Summer Isles, buy myself a palace facing the sea, and have thousands of women to wait on me daily."
Tommen told his plan after it was all over, and that was that the plan of the five of them was to hunt the basilisk, get the sword and then sell it, and divide the fortune between them all, and now that there were three of them and not five, the fortune would be greater. "And what will you do Query?" Tommen asked Query who was eating a jerky.
"I will return to the Riverlands, my family awaits me there, if the gods are good, I can give them the life they deserve, they will no longer have to work in the fields, and who knows, we might even be richer than the Tully's." Query replied happily, sneering at the last sentence he had no love for his liege lord. But almost everyone was like that in Westeros.
Tommen then looked at Alex sitting next to him. The man also proceeded to reply, "I'll give myself the good life, I'll eat until I explode, I'll fuck until my cock won't stand anymore, I'll drink until I lose consciousness, I'll enjoy the..." The words got stuck in Alex's throat as a knife went through his neck, "What the fuck did you do!" Query shouted from the other side, watching in fury and shock as Tommen murdered Alex, "I did what I had to do, nothing more."
Tommen quickly ducked down and grabbed his bow and arrows, shooting Query and giving him no chance to get close to him. "Hahahahaha, I'm rich, I'm rich!"
"Thanks for making our job easier boy," a deep, loud voice interrupted his happiness, and Tommen jerked his head sharply towards the voice, seeing a huge man wearing armor and carrying a six-foot bastard sword. "The Mountain," was the last thing Tommen said, and then his head was severed from his body and fell to the muddy ground, landing at the feet of the Mountain, who stepped on the boy's head and crushed it.