Wednesday, August 16, 2017
July 2017 Releases (Jash's Dragon Army)
Jash Reads: Animorphs #2 The Visitor (Chapter 2)
Monday, August 14, 2017
Crossing the Divide 69
"It seems due to us not executing the man that killed a Doctor Isaacs
clone, people think we don't value him." K-Mart said. "They wonder why
such an act of aggression is not being dealt with more."
"He did get all rank and privileges revoked." I pointed out. "He has also been given duties that are far beneath him. I just think that execution is a little too far. If I executed the man I would be playing to my base emotions. Emotions that if left unchecked would consume me."
"You can control them." Sam retorted. "You can control them enough to kill him. He deserves to die for what he has done. There was no justification."
I could understand Sam's point of view. He was also a clone of Alex and had personal stakes in this decision. He probably saw himself being assassinated and no one caring. He didn't hate me for my decision, but he didn't agree with it either. I looked at Alex who showed no emotion. To him clones were just things like horses, important but not worthy of love. Even a clone of himself dying hadn't affected him. He was a cold man, my husband.
"Death is a loss of control." I said, trying to justify myself. "When a man dies, mortals lose control of his fate. It is then we must pray that the gods feel just as much hatred towards the man as we do. If I killed him then we wouldn't be sure he would be punished."
Sam looked at me and I could tell he didn't believe me. I could have lied to myself and said it was because he was consumed by vengeance, but that was a lie. I had let the clone murderer live because I was afraid of my own darkness. Now that decision might cost me the stability of the Mormonts. This meant I had to reverse my decision in a way that didn't seem unfair. That didn't seem too barbaric. Humans were so hard to please at times. At one moment yelling for violence and the next being angry about it.
"So do you think we should give the man a harsher sentence?" I asked my friends. "And, if so, what?"
-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic
You can read it HERE
"He did get all rank and privileges revoked." I pointed out. "He has also been given duties that are far beneath him. I just think that execution is a little too far. If I executed the man I would be playing to my base emotions. Emotions that if left unchecked would consume me."
"You can control them." Sam retorted. "You can control them enough to kill him. He deserves to die for what he has done. There was no justification."
I could understand Sam's point of view. He was also a clone of Alex and had personal stakes in this decision. He probably saw himself being assassinated and no one caring. He didn't hate me for my decision, but he didn't agree with it either. I looked at Alex who showed no emotion. To him clones were just things like horses, important but not worthy of love. Even a clone of himself dying hadn't affected him. He was a cold man, my husband.
"Death is a loss of control." I said, trying to justify myself. "When a man dies, mortals lose control of his fate. It is then we must pray that the gods feel just as much hatred towards the man as we do. If I killed him then we wouldn't be sure he would be punished."
Sam looked at me and I could tell he didn't believe me. I could have lied to myself and said it was because he was consumed by vengeance, but that was a lie. I had let the clone murderer live because I was afraid of my own darkness. Now that decision might cost me the stability of the Mormonts. This meant I had to reverse my decision in a way that didn't seem unfair. That didn't seem too barbaric. Humans were so hard to please at times. At one moment yelling for violence and the next being angry about it.
"So do you think we should give the man a harsher sentence?" I asked my friends. "And, if so, what?"
-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic
You can read it HERE
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Crossing the Divide 68
"I knew you wouldn't stay with just one man." Nymeria said with a devilish grin on her lips.
She, myself, Jorah, Jon, and Bronn were at the front. While the others rode on horses, I had found another stag to ride on. Ghost would walk beside Jon's horse and then run off for a little bit. But he always returned. Davos and Arya rode their dragons so that they could guard us. I had started Jon's training with Rhaegal and would continue it every time we rested. Selmy was guarding Lei as she had started to show signs of being unstable. I didn't want any harm to come to her because of her grief. I had to admit I was growing to trust the Selmy more. Bronn and I had discussed about changing my Lord Commander. He seemed to agree with Selmy taking his position merely so he could have a castle.
"I chose Jon for duty." I replied.
"He doesn't look like a man I would choose for duty." She said.
"You and I have different tastes in men."
Nymeria just grinned. She didn't know about the other reality I went to and the husbands I had there. If I had mentioned them I was sure she would have commented on them. Talked about them without end. Only stopping to discuss business.
"But the same taste in leaders." Nymeria said. "My mother is a good woman but she has grown too confident. A woman like Daenerys can be killed but there is no one left to rule that could be controlled."
"Do you want me on the Iron Throne only if you can use me?" I asked.
"No. I want you on the Iron Throne because I want to focus on my home. I want to make Dorne stable for the first time since I helped overthrow the former prince. I can't do that if the Seven Kingdoms are at war."
"Overthrew the former prince?" Bronn asked with a laugh. "That's an odd way of saying you killed your uncle."
-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic
You can read it HERE
She, myself, Jorah, Jon, and Bronn were at the front. While the others rode on horses, I had found another stag to ride on. Ghost would walk beside Jon's horse and then run off for a little bit. But he always returned. Davos and Arya rode their dragons so that they could guard us. I had started Jon's training with Rhaegal and would continue it every time we rested. Selmy was guarding Lei as she had started to show signs of being unstable. I didn't want any harm to come to her because of her grief. I had to admit I was growing to trust the Selmy more. Bronn and I had discussed about changing my Lord Commander. He seemed to agree with Selmy taking his position merely so he could have a castle.
"I chose Jon for duty." I replied.
"He doesn't look like a man I would choose for duty." She said.
"You and I have different tastes in men."
Nymeria just grinned. She didn't know about the other reality I went to and the husbands I had there. If I had mentioned them I was sure she would have commented on them. Talked about them without end. Only stopping to discuss business.
"But the same taste in leaders." Nymeria said. "My mother is a good woman but she has grown too confident. A woman like Daenerys can be killed but there is no one left to rule that could be controlled."
"Do you want me on the Iron Throne only if you can use me?" I asked.
"No. I want you on the Iron Throne because I want to focus on my home. I want to make Dorne stable for the first time since I helped overthrow the former prince. I can't do that if the Seven Kingdoms are at war."
"Overthrew the former prince?" Bronn asked with a laugh. "That's an odd way of saying you killed your uncle."
-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic
You can read it HERE
Friday, August 11, 2017
August 2017 1 Hour Exclusive Vlog (Patreon Exclusive)
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Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Jeor (Table of Contents)

I am Jeor and I am the weapons master in Seitou's clan. I am of the Shadow Flight and serve the Shadowbinder.
In Seitou's clan it is beyond rare for dragons to breed out of love and to keep a child. I am the result of one such case. Jorah and Scourge found that their feelings had turned romantic and wanted to be together. After talking with Daenerys and AlexanderIsaacs, their mates, and Seitou it was declared they were a polyamorous pairing. Seitou graciously agreed to allow both Jorah and Scourge to keep one of their children in celebration. The child they ended up picking was me. I inherited both of my parents' fighting skills and dreamed of becoming a warrior. My dreams changed when I found the study of weapons much more interesting. While others seek to create and fight with weapons, I am the one to make sure none of that knowledge is lost.
Below are my journal entries:
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