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JON SNOW POV
Lands beyond the wall, 290 AC, at the same time.
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"NO! Absolutely not! I won't leave you here; you will e with me to the wall!" said Beark, clearly irritated, but Jon could uand the reason for his uncle's anger.
"Uhis is what I o do. I have my own group here; I'm safe," Jon said firmly.
"JON, YOU'RE ONLY 9 NAMEDAYS! WHAT WAS HINKIING YOU E HERE ALONE!?" Benjen growled as the rest of the group paid attention to the iioween nephew and uncle.
"Actually, he thinks I'm at the Wall. I o e here, and he would have grounded me for years until he let me e, but I couldn't wait; you have to uand, Uncle." Jon revealed ily.
"Jon, why do you act like this? Look at the danger you're putting yourself in, you're on the north side of the wall at ye!" He said, grabbing the boy's shoulders.
"I know, uncle, but I will do this, and even if I die in the end, I will do it!" Jon now raised his voice to his uncle, expressing the frustration he felt.
Inside Winterfell castle, he felt like a shame, a nuisao the family. His mother was dead, his father never spoke anything to him about her, and his father was too busy to pay attention to a bastard boy. His older brother ridiculed him, Sansa hated him, and only Arya and Bran liked being with him, but even they were kept away by Lady Catelyn's influehe rest of the castle either felt indifferent or disgusted by him, and Lady Catelyn made his life hell, he is happier here than in that damned castle.
Why should Journ to that pce he sidered a pit of misery? Did he want his uncle Bejen to take him back? Overwhelmed by anger and frustration, Jon pondered his options and the feelings ing him.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW, UNCLE? YOU WON'T STOP ME FROM TINUING, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WENT THROUGH IN WINTERFELL! AT LEAST HERE I AM SOMEONE, I HAVE PANIONS WHO LIKE MY PRESENCE, I'M MORE THAN JUST A BASTARD IN THEIR EYES, HER YOU, NOR FATHER, NOR ANYONE WILL STOP ME, AND IF I HAVE TO SUFFER AND RISK MY LIFE FOR THIS IN THIS FROZEN PLACE, I WILL TINUE, SO LISTEN TO ME UNCLE, DON'T TRY TO STOP ME!" Jon shouted angrily at his uh each word.
Benjen was surprisingly startled by this outburst, and Jon looked defiantly at his uhe uncle felt the fury in his nephew's eyes.
'What happeo you, Jon??' In his mind, Benjen wondered what this child had lived through to want to risk his life just not to return to Winterfell. He looked at his brother's son with plicated eyes.
"Jon, at least let me apany you then..." the uncle insisted.
"No uncle, you're injured. It won't affect you iure, but you o return to the Wall ahere. I promise I will keep in touch with you as soon as I ," Jon replied firmly, still irely calm. Bejen just sighed at his nephew's determination.
"But Jon, will you be safe, do you promise me?" he asked cautiously.
"Uncle, look around you. I have a small group but the most powerful on the ti of this size. It would take a very high o kill us, hundreds or even thousands!" Jon said calmly. Benjen accepted this, still not believing what he saw. He wao know where Jon had mao find giant animals and men, not to mention those armors.
Jon looked at his uncle and said; "Uncle, I will give you a direwolf and leave you armor made of eldeal, a light metal, but of superior quality to the on. It's with the Lord ander; he will give it to you when you return," Jon said. Bejen gdly accepted; he couldn't say he had ever received such a valuable gift. Additionally, Jon would leave a giant wolf of 1.5 meters, the symbol of his house under his feet.
He didn't give a wolf to his father because he was afraid that Lady Catelyn could harm the animal as soon as she k was given by Jon, the same went for his younger siblings.
Jon helped Bejen with his wounds ahe wolf, which willingly apahe rest of the ranger group that had separated from the boy's group. Jo his uncle's eyes pierg his back but tinued on his path. He rejoihe rest of the giants of the tribe, as he had left the group as soon as he saw his uncle in dahrough Caraxes. At the time, Jon had quickly ordered them to prepare for battle and attack.
After rejoining the group, they tinued walking north with the Arti tribe. Jon now had 75 adult giants and 12 children, 12 mammoths, and 17 direwolves - those he had acquired before the Wall. This was not ting the one given to his uncle. He mao get 4 more direwolves in the forest he giant's tribe, easily using his owers to create a new e, totaling almost 20 direwolves. And with the pregnancy of the sed she-wolf, which would occur in the moons, the number would only increase. Jon was already the most powerful Warg in the world, surpassing even Varamyr Sixskins, who had 6 animals with dozens of animals.
Besides the wolves, Jon had brought 4 bears from the South, and now, adding 7 more in the forest, he had a total of 11, as well as two shadow cats. Since arriving beyond the Wall, he had acquired 3 more, further increasing his powerful group with 5 shadow cats.
Arti Tribe - Members:
- Humans: 3
- Giants: 87 Giants (75 ready for battle and 12 children or babies)
- Direwolves: 17
- Bears: 11
- Panthers: 5
- Birds: 110 (15 for battles, 60 for espionage and to be sentinels, 10 for transport, 25 chicks)
The animals, in addition to being able to eat food with some fruits that Jon grew directly from the soil, there were many animals in the regiohe haunted forest, where they were at that moment.
Jon tinued his journey for another week, deg not to capture any more animals for now so as not to increase the size of the group because of the food until he settled in an ideal pce. He first o reach the weirwood ale before starting to massively increase his numbers as he pnned. After some time, he finally found a camp of humans. They were on ft ground, and, o Jon's group, he noticed a bird with strange energy watg him. Jon stared back at it, and the bird's eyes seemed scared. It was what they called skin-gers here (WARGS). Even being a powerful warg, it was the first time Jon entered another.
It was a curious se: Jon was apanied by a group of animals, some several times rger than normal and others in armor, and he had more than 30 of them, not ting the rge number of giants following. It was obvious that this would attract attention, as the ground trembled with the steps of the group. The camp stopped to observe them from afar, gathering everyone in front of the tribe.
There were about 500 people w where such a powerful group had e from, going further north and showing no hostility. They passed 1.2km from the camp with the attention of the tribe that tio observe them as they followed their way.
"We are being followed, Jon," Du said.
"Yeah, I know..." Jon said, not being a surprise when he had eyes in the sky.
Thirty mier, as they tinued on their way, they were approached by a group of 30 freefolk from that tribe, cautiously approag after them. After a moment of silence, one of them shouted.
"Who is in charge?" Jon heard this and took the opportunity to gather informatiohe group stopped in front of him.
"It's me! I am Jon Snow, and I am the leader of the Arctic tribe," Jon said, his voice refleg his young age. The freefolk fot for a moment that they were in front of giants capable of crushing them, as the group began to ugh. They assumed the child was the leader's son, given the powerful mount, but certainly not the leader himself. They wondered what kind of joke this was.
"Shut up, kid, show us the leader!" one of them said mogly, but a response came from the animals and giants at the forefront of the group. The animals began to growl, ready to attack, and the 5 giants in armor drew their swords, causing ong the freefolk. They had e to talk, but now it seemed they were provoking their owure death.
"If you doubt that I am the leader, I prove it by sending them to kick your butts out of here. What do you say?" Jon mocked.
"WAIT! WAIT! I APOLOGIZE FOR THAT, LEADER OF THE ARTI TRIBE, PLEASE!" The man spoke desperately. Who could imagihat a child mounted on a 2.5-meter wolf would actually be the leader of the group?
"Great, now tell me, what do you want?" Jon asked, remaining calm, while the group looked at him fearfully.
"We've never seen a group like yours, nor animals of that size, and you're heading north, where there are reports of the dead ing back to life. We wao ask if yoing to join Mance's group. They say he's f the rgest army seen iuries to take down the crows a past the wall. Is it true?" Jon sidered the question for a moment.
"I don't know anything about this Mand his group, but I'm not here to flee or attack the Wall. We are here to destroy the darkness, we are not cowards, we are Northerners!" Jon decred loudly, receiving a shout of support from the group of giants and humans. The freefolks didn't know what to say, looking a bit stunned.
"Young leader, I think you're being unrealistic. They say the darkness ot be beaten, and we are doomed if we stay here," one of them said.
"That sounds like cowards. We always have choices in our life besides running away," Jon growled, thinking of the coward he saw himself in the past, and added: "We are looking for the great weirwood. Do you have any idea of its location? We are also recruiting for the tribe. There won't be a problem with food uhe wings of the Arctic tribe, but you must follow our ws, especially not to loot, kill, or rape, as you will be punished with death and must fight alongside us wheime es." Jon spoke, and whispers were heard from the group.
"Sorry, but we will have to refuse. ns to go to Mance's camp, and about the weirwood, we don't know where it is, but legend says it's he rgest hill on the east side north of the haunted forest," the man who seemed to be the leader said.
Jon nodded, and the two groups separated. He would follow the man's tip, even if he didn't find the weirwood, it would be an opportunity to map the east side. He was creating the first map of the true North, faithful to the geography of the region, through his eyes in the sky.
Two weeks after the enter, Jon arrived at the eastern region and passed through two more tribes. Unlike how people initially treated him, they saw Jon as a child sent by the gods and followed him at the first opportunity, vowing to follow his ws and fight alongside him. What kind of child could lead a group like this and say they would never go hungry? After seeing how he created trees from nothing ahem, Jon won their highest loyalty.
The boy also mastered the a and runiguage of the North, which greatly helped him unicate with the inhabitants of the region and learn their culture. Jon would not stop them from following what their aors taught, as long as it did not harm any i or impede the freedom of others.
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