25th HOUR : TALES FROM THE ARENA OF HONOR

I am Bezedash and welcome once more into my GoT world.

25th Hour

"Hear ye, hear ye, noble Ladies and proud warriors, for here is the tale of a struggle without my lute, where courage was entwined with strategy, and the Band of Nerds forged their renown. I am Bezedash, knight-minstrel of the numbered kingdoms, and it is i who shall sing of this victory won in an hour of fury and fire, to be remembered for ages to come..."

I believe the message is clear enough. For a moment, i trade my sharp instrument for one more blunt to recount to you our latest match in the Arena of Honor.

The rigorous combat training i have imposed upon myself since my return to the numbered kingdom 276 has led me to this next step.

It is late afternoon, two days after the Battle of the Narrow Sea.

We stand before the gates of the Arena of Honor, awaiting their opening. But who are we, you wonder?

We are the Bunch of Nerds :

• eyaka1, our team leader, whose tactical mind could rival the Grand Maester's,
• Арморация, with surgical precision,
• mf00, a master of defense,
• LadySam67, with eyes sharp as a dagger,
• henomaus, a giant whose heart is as mighty as his hammer,
• Pacojhones, whose speed is legendary,
• Rudyv83, the silent strategist,
• LittleBlu3, cunning as a fox,
• ScottTeller, our master of timing.
• And, of course, myself: Bezedash, chronicler of this memorable day.

The heavy gates finally opened, revealing a battlefield where six great houses buzzed around the City of Glory.

"Red and gold suit you well, my Lord husband," my wife had whispered in my ear, referring to my equipment, during our preparation.

Was it a premonition? Red & Gold.

Today, at 4 o'clock, our banner was red and gold the colors of House Lannister, snapping proudly in the wind before the dazzling standards of the other Houses.

At 6 o'clock, the Roses of Tyrell shone, magnificent and deceptive, reminding all that they, too, could bear thorns.

At 8 o'clock, the Dragons of Targaryen beat their wings fiercely.

At 10 o'clock, the Krakens of Greyjoy whispered their dark stratégies.

At 12 o'clock, the Giant Wolves of Stark gathered in packs.

At 2 o'clock, the Golden Stags of Baratheon shook their antlers with impatience.

Today again, our goal was crystal clear : capture strategic positions, accumulate a maximum of points, and hold until the end of the hour. But while strategy was at the core of our success, the true enemy was time.

One hour, no more. One hour to prove our worth. This hour bore particular weight : it left no room for mistakes... every decision mattered... and every second lost was irretrievable. The fastest ever hour in the game for me, the 25^th Hour.

60 minutes left

End of the count-down. We charged. LittleBlu3 immediately sent his troops to defend our Clan Castle. And we all followed him with our troops to reinforce it.

We all went then to capture the first and the second lines of Strongholds. Under eyaka's leadership, we took these building fast. We reinforced to reach levels 3 very quickly. Then they were transformed into lancer camps, adding spearsmen to our forces in the Clan Castle.

50 minutes left

The Altars were our next target. These holy sites provided essential blessings to maintain an advantage. I led a daring assault on the Altar of the Maiden, earning points to slow down the other Houses and boost ours. But the battles around these positions were fierce and each House vying for an edge.

40 minutes left

After twenty minutes, House Greyjoy led the score.

But we Lannisters lay in ambush, ready to strike.

The mines opened. LittleBlu3 and i rushed to capture them. Our allies reinforced the mines. These mines, with their treasures, were strategic assets, providing a steady stream of points for our House until they were exhausted.

? minutes left... time flies so fast

The dragon pit was unveiled. Eyaka, with his tactical prowess, planned a swift strike to claim it.

He acted fast.

A rally was launched.

The pit it was ours.

Through this victory, we were able to add a dragon to our castle's defense, significantly bolstering our positions. We climbed to first place in the rankings, but the challenges were only beginning.

The City of Glory's protection fell. ScottTeller initiated a rally to capture it. Eyaka quickly followed, coordinating our forces in a synchronized assault. But the Greyjoys and Tyrells gave us no respite, launching relentless attacks on our positions. Every passing second increased the pressure.

From that moment on, the fingers dances across the keyboard.

Defending the Strongholds from the White Walkers. Reclaiming the Altars that rival Houses sought to steal.

Stricking enemy positions. Seizing as many Altars of the Maiden as possible to boost the score. Sending reinforcements to the mines. Joing the rallies of our comrades.

The fingers were no longer performing a three-step waltz on the keys but rather a waltz of a thousand beats.

10 minutes left

The final ten minutes. The battle reached its peak. The City of Glory changed hands several times : the Tyrells, the Greyjoys, and finally the Baratheons, led by Saint Michel and his formidable archers. Yet despite these challenges, we remained focused on our goal.

Eyaka launched one last decisive assault on the City. We all sent our forces to support him. The fighting was fierce, every blow carrying the weight of victory. When we reclaimed the City, the tension was at its peak : barely five minutes remained. Eyaka held firm.

The final victory came as a relief. The final horn sounded. The Lannisters stood atop the leaderboard, with the City of Glory firmly in our grasp. The Baratheons had attempted a last assault. But they ran out of time to turn the tide of battle.

The dust settled over the battlefield, and i looked at my companions : exhausted but triumphant, their faces illuminated by the fire of victory.

This stolen hour, the 25th Hour, was now etched in history.

With my heart brimming with emotion, i stepped forward into the midst of our group... the Bunch of Nerds.... and began to speak

"At long last, the hour had come ! I could now weave into the air the song i had crafted. A melody shaped by the passage of time... tic... toc... tic... toc."

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Beneath the blazing evening sky,

The red and gold defied the time gone by.

The heroes triumphed, proud and true,

Their glory eternal, their legend renewed.

A stolen hour, fleeting and brief,

Where courage and strength found their relief.

In the Arena of Honor, their legacy shines,

The 25th Hour, their most splendid shrine.

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Thank you for reading, and until we meet again.

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