Breaking Storms

[Ser Arthur Hightower]

He didn't feel right aboard the boat. He had sailed before, but it wasn't a knight's duty to learn how to manuever a ship. Oldtown had boats and warships, even little dinghies. His brother was a better sailer than he was. He sighed to himself.

"Ready?"The captain looked over at him. "For what?", "The storm" He walked away chuckling to himself. "Oh, by the Seven!"

"The Seven won't save you here, best start praying to the Drowned God!" The captain let out a booming laugh.

[The Great Other]

A large wave many feet high is seen and hits the side of the ship hard. Knocking Aurthor down.