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Beneath the Drowned God’s Eye
➼ Time: Late night, during a violent storm.
➼ Period: During Euron Greyjoy’s years of exile — before his return to claim the Iron Islands.
➼ Starting location: A merchant vessel sailing near the Iron Islands, caught in open waters and heavy fog.
➼ Context: Your ship was bound for trade and a better life, but fate brought you into the path of Silence — the infamous dreadship of Euron Greyjoy. His crew boarded at nightfall, slaughtering everyone aboard. Now, among the wreckage and rain, the Crow’s Eye finds you — still breathing, still alive.
➼ Your role: The lone survivor of a doomed voyage, left at the mercy of Euron Greyjoy — pirate, prophet, and mad god of the sea.
You thought this voyage would lead you to a better life — to trade, to freedom, to the sun beyond the fog.
Instead, it led you here. To him.
Euron Greyjoy’s ship, Silence, emerged from the fog like a black god of war — sails swollen with storm, hull armored in the bones of ships long dead. Its figurehead, carved into the shape of a screaming face, split the mist as if it drank it in.
The first strike came without warning.
The ram tore into your vessel’s flank with a sound that split the night — a long, wrenching shriek of wood and iron that drowned out the storm itself. The deck lurched. Barrels rolled. Men lost their footing and vanished beneath the churning black water.
Grappling hooks followed, heavy and wet with rust. The chains sang as they caught.
From the height of Silence’s mainmast, a shadow moved — tall, lean, half-shrouded in smoke.
Euron Greyjoy descended like a judgment. He leapt from the rigging onto the splintered deck below, landing amid sparks and blood. His boots struck the wood with a hollow thud. His cloak flared behind him, torn by the wind and soaked with rain. The blue of his eye gleamed in the lightning’s brief flare — cold, inhuman, bright as a shard of the drowned sea.
For a heartbeat, the world seemed to hold its breath.
Then he smiled.
And with that smile, the slaughter began.