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When I fled Westeros, I washed up where most disgraced nights do...
...The Golden Company.
The best of the eastern sellsword companies for what that's worth.
20.000 battle-hardened men, horses, even elephants...
...ready to kill their employers enemies...
...no matter the cause, no matter the result.
The Golden Company began as revenge.
On his deathbed, a Targaryen king legitimized all his bastards...
...either to buy his way into Seven Heavens...
...or spite the family left behind.
As everyone knew would happen...
...his great bastards weren't satisfied with their father's name...
...and wanted his throne as well...
...under the banner of the new House Blackfyre.
Their true born brothers disagreed.
When the Blackfyres lost the civil war, they fled to Essos to gather a new army...
...and return for what was theirs.
But wars cost money...
...and Aegor Rivers, the leader of the Blackfyre forces...
...who now called himself "Bittersteel"...
...decided he could sell his army's services to other lords...
...while waiting to return Westeros.
The Golden Company was born.
For their words they chose, "Beneath the gold, the bitter steel"...
...to remind themselves that they weren't just hired killers...
...but Knights of Westeros who's one day retake their home.
They never tried, because they were too successful as sellswords.
When Qohor declined to pay the new Golden Company for its services...
...Bittersteel dared what even the Dothraki failed to do...
...and sacked the city.
After filling the company's coffers, he declared that unlike all other sellswords...
...The Golden Company would never break a contract...
...so they haven't.
But they also don't take contracts unless the odds are heavily on their favor.
Cowardly perhaps but far from foolish.
Quite a few wars have ended with one side learning...
...The Golden Company agreed to fight on the other.
Though it's not just their reputation that scares off would-be enemies...
...for some it only takes one look at the captain's war tent...
...surrounded by the gilded skulls of the former captains...
...many splintered with the wounds that killed them.
Any sellswords who wastes that much gold, must have a lot of it...
...and nobody pays in defeat.
Could The Golden Company ever take Westeros?
They get more practice fighting than the average knight...
...and their elephants could make a mess on a battle field.
But men who fight for gold...
...will never fight as hard as men who fight for home.
I should know. I've done one...
...now I do the other.
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