He took his eye away and quickly wrote down what he saw, then peered back into the far-eye. How close it had gotten now, this mysterious object. There he found it, shining in the sun's light, and gasped.
While everyone was gathering together to celebrate the close of the year, this young Maester looked up into the heavens above, searching for his target. Tonight was a clear crisp night, one unmarked by clouds or moonlight, leaving only the stars in heaven to shine. And with this piece of equipment in hand, along with several candles and a book, quill and ink to write his findings, he had made the journey several times onto the nearest, highest hill outside Oldtown and peered up at the object.
A far-eye, perhaps the most powerful of its kind. Using his connections to his former family, he had appropriated the best pieces of Myrish glass he could get his hands on, fashioned into an object capable of seeing objects across vast distances. But for one young maester of the order, the inane debates had soured his temperament to the point that he had taken matters into his own hands. It was another comet, like the one that had appeared on the eve of Aegon's Conquest, some claimed. No records brought up could shed light on what it could be, as no record of its existence had ever been found. It had been approaching for the last few moons, and those whose chains contained the link of astronomy debated the nature of the object for as much time as they had studied. They had been watching the object for many months now, those maesters whose life's work it was to study the heavens. One which their very presence would change the face of it forever.Įve of the last day of 12th Moon, 295 AC, Near Midnight Instead, they would come to a new world, one with its own sets of problems and great drama and challenges to face. would never reach the world they had been meant to see at the end of their long sleep, that they would not experience the hardships and trials that their brethren would face on that other world. One that would change things for every soul on board. Despite the marvellous work of hundreds of the brightest minds on this project, deep within the codes of that ran the great silent vessel carrying that precious cargo, an error emerged. They were one of the last to leave the Earth behind, to enter the cryosleep for hundreds of years as they travelled to the new world they were to colonize as a new home for humanity.īut it was at this time that disaster struck the C.A.N. was a leader in the fields of harsh terrain cultivation, coastal reclamation and restoration, environmental technologies, and sustainable manufacturing. One of these nation-states was the Confederation of Arctic Nations, which came from the unification of Canada, Alaska (which had joined Canada after the former USA abandoned it after the Mistake), Greenland, Iceland, Sweden, Finland and the Baltic States of Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania. The new nation-states and polities that had arisen after the great mistake began the arduous climb to the heavens, some faster than others, for years, until at last the time came to say goodbye to the Earth forever.
So humanity looked upwards to the stars and adapted that dream into something ambitious, desperate and brilliant. And when humanity did so, on the backs of those who came before them, to bring forth a revitalized world, they found themselves on a planet too small, too damaged to fulfill that dream. A desire to bring themselves out of the dark age brought on by the Great Mistake, that terrible end to a golden age of civilization, to reclaim what had been lost so long ago. A collective dream of all that remained of humanity.
#CIVILIZATION BEYOND EARTH IMAGE TV#
Now with a TV Tropes page, however the hell that happened, found here. Que a small but powerful faction arriving to shake up the game and whose presence will bring about the end of the medieval stasis of Planetos, or whatever the people of GoT call the planet of horrors they live on. This story will involve a custom faction of my own from Beyond Earth landing on the Game of Thrones world due to a very bad navigational error. Why? Well, to quote a friend who I asked about the concept, "Why not?" So I'm going to try my hand at this. I don't own them, at all, kay?Ī/N: *Sighs* So, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this little idea I had going around in my head regarding the smashing of two foreign entities into one. Beyond Earth is the property of Firaxis and 2K games or something like that. Game of Thrones is the property of HBO and George RR Martin. Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones or Civilization: Beyond Earth.
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