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Would you consider LOTR for world 2?

Since I plan to do two stories for each Tier not counting the last Tier, so as to get lots of points to spend on more girls, then LOTR would be the 4th story or maybe the 3rd rather than world 2, but yes it is my plans for this series.

How you interpret the Paradox is interesting and it can work as something for the characters to discuss so I added it to the first chapter.

A Wizard Tent would be rather pointless with the Pocket Di-Mansion Perk.

Personality Adjustment and Sexuality Adjustment will be used later once the girls in the harem have more settled into their roles.

The quest scenarios aren't a drawback in this game its more part of the setup to better make it a series of stories, but no sense throwing away free points.

Multi-Dimensional Harem Adventures 1

Harry Potter

Part 2

The Leaky Cauldron. Diagon Alley.

Due to the World Cup an event that brought many people to this country, there was only one room available here and it seemed as if the local magic users had limits when it came to expanding space or they would have all the rooms they ever needed.

Sharing a room with three attractive young women whom I'd paid for in a harem game should lead to fun. Alas for me I'd not thought that part through properly when setting up this CYOA because I'd not given it much attention. I'd just thought that the collars would look hot on the women I chose and had it just been a harmless distraction online it wouldn't have mattered.

As we'd sat through dinner, being careful to discuss nothing that would draw to much attention to us, I'd found myself feeling a little depressed about all this despite our successes so far. I'd been given the chance to live out the kind of life I'd always dreamed about, and the women I'd picked to my harem weren't going to serve me.

Sure I could order them to do whatever I wanted, but the collars didn't do anything other than compel them to obey and stop them from hurting me. They could still be unpleasant towards me even if they couldn't do me any physical harm, and I'd have to order them to behave. It could get to the point that they become little more than puppets for my amusement.

"Come with me" I heard Raven say before she turned to the other women who were sitting at us with the table "Gothic and I need a little time to discuss what else we'll be doing in this world before the trial starts".

Things were progressing nicely when it came to Barty Crouch Junior. He was in custody and Madam Bones had promised a trail, going so far as to announce it to reporters so that Fudge couldn't simply chuck the Death Eater back into Azkaban while people forgot about him. Clearly she didn't want a repeat of what happened to Sirus Black.

When we got up to the room we would be sharing, having been supplied with enough cot beds, I expected Raven to want to discuss maybe going after the Horcruxes or Voldemort as we both knew where to find both the Dark Lord and his soul jars. Instead, she surprised me.

"I can sense your frustration and I know that you can just order us to satisfy you so how about we do a little fooling about" she suggested "I don't think you're the kind of person to force a woman, but I've seen power corrupt people before so I want to make it easier for you.

She started to sound more nervous.

"So like, uhh, how about this," she said as she got control of herself "I let you touch me over the clothes and you show me everything. I admit I'm curious about men pleasuring themselves".

Turns out that half-demons can blush.

"You want to see everything I have?" I asked.

"Yes," she confirmed.

My new body was nothing to be ashamed of and I'd added to the length of my man parts. One of my perks allowed me to modify my own body, and might as well be considered to be a form of lesser shapeshifting.

"I want the lights off for this" Raven was now saying to me "I'll be able to see enough and you can rub one out while touching me. That will be enough to calm you done. Just remember this is a favour to you and only because you've treated me a lot better than you could have. I want to work up to other things".

Some over the clothes feeling while I jerked off, that would at least take the edge off, and this was Raven offering I was hardly going to say know.

"Okay it's not totally fair, so let me touch your dick" requested Raven "we can try more stuff once we get to know each other better".

I agreed to these terms. We'd only known each for about a day and there was no need to rush.

"So, you going to take those clothes off for me or what?" she asked.

I began to undress as the lights were lowered, but not turned off and Raven watched.

"Why is it hard already?" she asked "I am that attractive? Most of what I know comes from a few romance novels and they don't give you much perspective from the man's point of view, and it's not something my male teammates ever want to discuss".

Since I'd never read such books I took her word on that.

"You were always my favourite female comic book character" I confessed

Unlike her, I had no ability to sense emotions psychically, and nor did I need any to tell that she was both flattered and amused by this. She accepted that she had been until recently a fictional character to me, this wasn't so odd considering that she came from a comic book world. Weirdness was a default state in such dimensions.

"You go first. Please" she requested.

I began with gently touching her breasts.

"Typical guy," she said, "You always go right for the boobs".

She smiled at me.

"I'm totally inexperienced," she then told me.

This was very arousing, only there was another place I wanted to touch.

"I'm actually a butt guy" I admitted.

Raven seemed a little surprised and not at all offended by this.

"Okay so if you lie down I can lie down on top of you so you can touch my butt as much as you want" she offered.

We soon ended lying down and I got to knead the flesh of Raven's ass through her uniform which wasn't made from very thick material.

"May I touch you?" she asked.

She reached forward even before I answered.

"You're very excited," she said.

Who could blame me?

"It's hard to hold back when you have a superheroine giving you a handjob" I replied.

This was not the Teen Titan Raven, this version of the demi-demon heroine was more mature, extremely attractive and knew exactly what felt good because she could sense my reactions to her touching. The perk that protected me from mind control did nothing to stop empathic powers.

"I'm going to finish" I warned.

She stopped what she'd been doing.

"So soon? It's hardly been two minutes" she chided.

That hurt my feelings and I smacked her ass because it felt good to hurt her back. Not that I really wanted to harm her and I felt bad about it afterwards.

"Calm down, Gothic" Raven told me "You're too jittery. I'm half-demon. I can take a little pain. Actually, it's better that way".

I couldn't help smiling upon hearing that.

"Oh, is that right? Then how about this?" I asked.

As I whacked her very sex butt Raven made some agreeable noises and went to work again, taking her time. She leaned in close to my cock so I could feel her lips kiss my cock. She whispered something and then began to rapidly jerk me off.

"I don't think I can hold on any longer" I warned her.

Hearing that made her squirm.

"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked "Come on. Let me see it".

Soon the sticky stuff came out and Raven gasped as it covered her hands. As she sat up the part demoness said nothing, rather she studied the fluid stuck to her hand. She sucked on one of her fingers a little bit, then wiped the rest off of with a tissue that appeared from somewhere.

"You need to eat more fruit," she let me know "It'll make the taste more bearable. The taste isn't so terrible, really, but the texture is quite odd and I assume you'll want to me swallow it all when we move on to blowjobs".

She sounded rather clinical about the whole thing, yet I still found the idea very appealing.

"I'll take care of your needs from now on" she promised me, "So you won't feel the need to order any of us to, and once we're having sex I'll want to try both dominate and submissive roles so you can alter my sexuality with the perk you paid for, but that can wait until you get used to being a leader. Don't feel any pressure to take charge and remember that teamwork is important".

That seemed to the end of the discussion, at least for now.

"Let's go finish dinner," Raven said.

I did suddenly have a much stronger desire to eat and maybe I could splurge a little, order some of the funny-sounding drinks they had for sale here.

(Line Break)

Diagon Alley. Wizarding World

Morrigan had never been much of a shopper, unlike other women she had no desire to purchase clothes she'd never wear often enough to justify the cost, nor did she wish to own a dozen pair of shoes when there was nothing wrong with the ones currently on her feet. Flemeth had raised her not to care for useless things and needless luxuries, yet even her mother would have been tempted by many of the items for sale here.

Yet the reward money for bringing in a fugitive that Madam Bones, a sensible and dangerous woman in Morrigan's view, had agreed to pay them had been spent on clothes and shoes, but only so the group would better blend with the people around during their stay in this world. Also, they had purchased small bags that could hold far more within them than should be possible as well as purses that kept their money secure. Sensible purchases even by Morrigan's standards.

Once they'd changed into their new clothes and had the means to carry their possessions around the group had gone to the cheaper of the two books stores to buy well-used school textbooks so that those interested in learning the local magic could begin to master the use of a wand. This could take years, but they might not complete all of their quests in short amounts of time.

They'd not brought the wands yet, but this made some sense as they would be most expensive items that they would purchase this day and so they had decided to buy them at the end of the trip knowing that they had more than enough gold.

Some discussion had been made to buying the equipment required for the brewing of potions, only spilt between the four of them their money was not endless, and they would remain in this city for some time yet so they would need to pay for both room as well as board. There was some talk going on about buying a magical tent for them to stay in, so they didn't have to pay for rooms, only that had become a discussion about buying a certain perk.

"On the matter of storing our stuff and having a place to say, I think you're right," Morrigan heard Gothic say to Raven "It will cost a lot of points but we should have that pocket di-mansion".

The look the purple-haired spellcaster gave the only male of the group made the Witch of the Wolds think that Raven thought that she was always correct in her thinking. Not that Morrigan could judge anyone for this as she knew she was nearly always right and that other people were foolish for not simply listening to her.

Morrigan hadn't failed to notice that Raven and Gothic had bonded quickly. They're shared love of the literature, some of which was based on the adventures of a boy who lived in this world, gave them common ground and the Witch of the Wilds couldn't help thinking that there should be a short and sharp word that she could use an insult against them. Scholar just didn't seem right.

Also, Morrigan knew that Gothic lusted for Raven. The purple-haired sorceress found his attraction and interest in her to be flattering. She'd been limited in the past when it came to romance, and now that she was free of whatever it was that been holding back, the young heroine had decided to explore her sexuality.

This was fine with Morrigan for now, but she was smart enough to realise that if the group kept growing that she would need to cement her own position in the group so as to keep using their adventures as a means of increasing her power. The knowledge of the magic of the different worlds they visited would aid in her avoiding falling prey to her mother's schemes so she needed to ensure she would keep benefiting from this CYOA.

Men were very easy to control, so she wouldn't have any trouble using Gothic to get what she wanted by giving him what he wanted. He desired Morrigan, he won't have chosen her if otherwise, and while she would not simply allow him into her bed when it suited her interests he'd find himself experiencing pleasures the others would never give him due to them too rigid.

Morrigan knew that Raven couldn't be allowed to dominate Gothic or she would be the one with all the power and The Witch of the Wilds knew that the sorceress would not have the flexibility required to complete some of the quests. She was a hero, who had sworn to do justice and to preserve life, Gothic would need someone to make sure he could be ruthless when needed.

As for the pocket di-mansion from what she understood it would be a safe haven for the group containing more than enough living space for them all as well as some equipment they could use. This seemed like a very wise investment to Morrigan as while the dangers of this world had been easy for the group to handle that wouldn't always be the case. She understood that as they progressed through the CYOA that would face greater foes.

Right now her concern was more focused on acquiring some useful tools from this world so that when she faced those enemies, and possibly her mother depending on how matters worked out, she would be as prepared as possible. To this end, they were all going to buy wands as they planned earlier. Well not Bastila Shan, she'd spurted out some nonsense about the Force being the only ally she would ever need.

Gothic could have simply ordered her to accept a wand, but he hadn't yet grown into his leadership role. Not that this bothered much Morrigan as she understood from her own experiences than great leaders were not born into their roles, if that was the case then al the nobles in Thedas would actually be good at their jobs, no true leaders stepped forward when they were needed. She felt certain that this would be the case with Gothic if he was given a few pushes down the correct path just like with the Warden she'd travelled with during the Blight.

Ollivander's shop as much as she expected it to be having gotten a good impression of the place from the outside, dusty and it smelled a little damp. Also, it was full of wands as rather than make a wand that suited a witch or wizard, instead, Mr Ollivader made the wands first and then tried to match them to the spellcaster. Not that it mattered really as long as Morrigan got her wand and it worked for her reliably.

The owner of this small business came out to the front of the store, and at once he went straight over to the Witch of the Wilds. Morrigan assumed this was because he knew a powerful mage when he saw one.

"Blackthorn 11 inches with dragon heartstring for the core" informed Ollivander once they had a suitable wand for her "Blackthorn, is a very unusual wand wood, and it has the reputation, in my view well-merited one, of being best suited to a fighter".

Ollivander went on to explain that this did not necessarily mean that its owner practises the Dark Arts (although Morrigan wasn't above such things) and that blackthorn wands could be found among the Aurors as well as among the denizens of Azkaban.

"It is a curious feature of the blackthorn bush" the wandmaker went on to say "The bush that sports most wicked thorns, produces its sweetest berries after the hardest frosts, and the wands made from this wood appear to need to pass through danger or hardship with their owners to become truly bonded. Given this condition, the blackthorn wand will become as loyal and faithful a servant as one could wish".

He had more to say on this subject.

"Now, as a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells" we were informed "Dragon wands tend to learn more quickly than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner".

He had more to say.

"The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though your wand will not be inclined that way of its own accord" Morrigan was warned, "It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental".

It sounded as if Morrigan would need to careful with this powerful tool.

"Thank you," said the witch as the wand was boxed up "I shall treat this wand with the respect it is due".

Morrigan admired her new weapon, for in her eyes it was a weapon, as Raven and Gothic received their wands

(Line Break)

Ice Cream Store. Diagon Alley.

"This wasn't what I meant by fresh fruit" stated the former Teen Titan.

While some of the flavours served here sounded awful Raven had requested that I eat more fruit so that my cum would taste nicer, I didn't even know if it really worked that way, but if it made her happy then I'd go along with it just so she'd suck my cock. This was something I badly wanted from her. Even the idea of her on her knees, looking up at me with those beautiful purple eyes made me struggle to stay calm.

"One of the perks we have ensures we all stay in peak physical form" pointed out Bastila "So does it matter what any of us eat. Not that I would ever encourage gluttony".

Raven didn't reply to that, having her own reason for monitoring my diet. In fact, the purple-haired girl seemed very interested in me when compared to my other companions. She had her reasons for wanting me to stay safe and happy, as she wanted the CYOA to come to an end so she could go home, assuming that was possible, and she was smart enough to understand that this would go easier with my cooperation. If we didn't try to get along then this might end badly for all of us.

Also, I was fairly certain that she knew that she was my favourite out of the three and that I would favour her over them. She'd be foolish not to try to take advantage of the CYOA by learning what she could and that too would be easier if I went along with her ideas. Not that I dwelled upon this much as I had other things on my mind such as my new wand, that could turn out to be a complete waste of money. I remembered what Ollivander had said about the wood of this wand.

Strong, durable and warm in colour, larch has long been valued as an attractive and powerful wand wood. Its reputation for instilling courage and confidence in the user has ensured that demand has always outstripped supply. This much sought-after wand is, however, hard to please in the matter of ideal owners, and trickier to handle than many imagine. I find that it always creates wands of hidden talents and unexpected effects, which likewise describes the master who deserves it. It is often the case that the witch or wizard who belongs to the larch wand may never realise the full extent of their considerable talents until paired with it, but that they will then make an exceptional match.

He'd also mentioned the core of the wand and I'd looked it up on an old book we'd found in the second-hand book store.

Phoenix tail feathers are defined by their characteristic trademark of being highly versatile in defensive spells. Commonly used by Aurors and other wizards to defend themselves against the Dark Arts, the phoenix tail feather core provides a nice balance between counter-spells and charms. Using Curses and other Dark spells will often misfire or even backfire if used with a Phoenix tail feather wand.

I wasn't sure if this could be true given that Voldemort had a phoenix tail core in his wand, but Ollivander hadn't spoken much on the matter. Not because he'd not wanted to speak he'd just been very excited about helping Raven find her wand. Matching a half-demon to a wand had been a real challenge for the old man. She'd ended up with a wand that contained a hair from a Threstal, a material he'd stopped working with many years ago, and I didn't even know what the wood was.

Since I'd been able to buy a wand as well as some books, thanks to some reward money, I knew that I could perform some simple spells, and that was great, only I had no idea if I'd keep this power once I left this world.

Having the ability of wand magic while in this world made sense as without I'd not have been able to enter this wizarding shopping centre or wander around the World Cup campsite. If I'd still been Muggle the wand wavers of this world would have wiped my recent memory and sent me back to the Muggle world making completing the quest totally impossible, but that didn't mean I'd keep the skill once we left. Perhaps my body altering power had given me a gene required to perform magic if such a thing existed.

Since there was nothing I could do about that I decided to focus on something else. Such as what Raven was writing.

"Even though we told Madam Bones everything something could happen to her" the sexy sorceress replied to me once I'd asked what she up to "So I am committing everything I know to a letter to Dumbledore and to a few other people who can help Harry Potter if things go wrong. Bones will need his help to get to the Locket Horcrux as that is in...".

Since she couldn't say the name that the house must be already hidden.

"The place where Sirus Black lives," Raven said.

This seemed sensible. Even if Dumbledore did turn out to secretly evil in this universe or at least deluded due to the prophecy it wouldn't matter.

"So much for the prophecy," I remarked.

The whole thing seemed moot because of us.

"I use to be part of a prophecy," Raven told the table "and in the end, it didn't mean much. We make our own fate".

Bastila had a different opinion on this matter.

"The foretellings of ancient Jedi Masters don't always seem to make sense, but that doesn't mean we should ignore them" she warned "The prophecy of the Chosen One states "A Chosen One shall come, born of no father, and through him will ultimate balance in the Force be restored". Many hoped that Revan, who parentage is unknown, could be the chosen one, perhaps he is".

The Chosen One was the central figure in the Jedi prophecy that foretold the coming of the one destined to bring balance to the Force by destroying the Sith. The prophecy also affected the realm of Mortis, as the Father believed, in the event of his death, only the Chosen One had the strength to preserve the balance between the Son and the Daughter. It did not work out as any Jedi or Sith would have expected.

I'd not thought that the Chosen One prophecy predated Bastila as that would make it thousands of years old by the time of Anakin Skywalker, perhaps it had been predicted more than once due to imbalances in The Force.

"Mine was: The Gem was born of evil's fire, the Gem shall be his portal. He comes to claim, he comes to sire, the end of all things mortal".

That prophecy had always bothered me a little as it seems to suggested that Raven is the end of all things mortal, rather than Trigon. Raven did not like it when I mentioned this.

"I didn't nearly destroy the world, and Trigon failed I sealed him away," she said.

Well yeah, but that made sense within the prophecy.

"Maybe you unleash him again or do something that leads to the end of your world," I thought "Trigon's role isn't to destroy the world according to the prophecy so maybe that's why he failed".

She did not seem happy about that so I took some action.

"Raven I forbid you from destroying any worlds or unleashing your father" I ordered.

Hearing that made her smile.

"Yes, Master" she replied.

Before anyone could comment on her choice of words an owl dropped a letter and the address was the ice cream place so somehow Bones the writer of the letter knew my exact location. I found that a little worrying and it also let me know that letter had only just been sent otherwise we'd have moved on and the address would be wrong.

"What does it say?" asked Bastila.

I quickly read it.

"The trail will be held tomorrow before a full session of The Wizengamot" I readout.

Given the sluggish pace of the Ministry, this case seemed to be rather rushed. Something had set a fire under them. Perhaps the fear of Lord Voldemort's return.

"Who are they?" asked Morrigan.

I explained that they were Wizarding Britain's high court of law and their parliament. I had no idea how someone got a seat in the group, but it was somewhat democratic since they'd voted at Harry Potter's trial for when he did magic outside of school.

"We will be called upon to give testimony" I informed everyone "The Wizengamot know about us and will have questions, so we'll need to convince them that we're telling the truth".

Madam Bones hadn't been hard to convince, and we had ways of proving our claims beyond our knowledge, but without Voldemort, the Minister would try to pass us all off as being crazy and throw Barty Crouch back into Azkaban or have him kissed while discrediting us. Not that this mattered as long as he confessed first and stayed alive long enough to do that. There was nothing in the quest part of the setup that mentioned him being believed by the Minister.

"Oh, they have Voldemort" I discovered "The Wormtail guy escaped when they raided the Riddle home, but they got Voldemort and his snake. They don't mention where he is, but my guess would be the Department of Mysteries".

That sure made things easier. I felt sure that Bones had Auroras out collecting the Horcruxes even now. Perhaps her plan was to throw the baby-snake thing Voldemort and his soul jar through the Veil of Death?

"Sounds as if we have a court case to prepare for" commented Shan "As a Jedi, I do have some experience in legal matters".

That would be helpful.

"We should buy some legal books and find out how the people of this world handle running a court" added Raven.

So we'd be spending the night preparing, hopefully, Crouch wouldn't be murdered in his cell before the trial as that would be a sucky way for all to end.

(Line Break)

Wizengamot. Ministry of Magic.

As it turned out all our prep work was for nothing as we never needed to convince anyone of anything. They brought Crouch in and shoved a truth potion into his mouth so he spilt the beans as it were. Now the world had suddenly frozen around us and the book that displayed all the information on the CYOA had appeared before me.

"We spent hours researching and rehearsing" I complained, "and for what?".

Now I knew this had to all be real as if it were fiction the need for drama would have turned this into an epic courtroom scene with surprise witnesses and shocking twists.

"So I got 75 points for completing this quest and I the 20 points from the drawback that I decided to save in case I could spend it later," I told the small group that I needed to take charge of "Now I get to spend them before we move on".

Raven insisted on bringing Starfire here before we did anything else, assuring me again that her friend would want to help out and actually might be upset if I didn't include her, denying her the chance to assist Raven in these adventures. I didn't much care for the character, but the only chance I had of getting my hands on a proper harem was with the cooperation of the women involved and so far Raven had been my biggest supporter in this adventure so following her wishes in this matter seemed wise.

Budget 95 points

Summons - Teir 3 Starfire - 20 points

75 points.

She didn't appear before us, something that worried Raven.

"I didn't meet any of you until after I arrived at the campsite so she should be there when we arrive in the next world," I said.

Since there wasn't anything we could do about Starfire yet I so got on with spending the rest of the points.

Literature - Tier 2 Hermione Granger - 15 points

"Is enslaving people really a wise course of action?" questioned Bastila "I understand Raven recruiting her friend, but why do we need to bring even more people into this?".

Really it was up to me.

"We need someone to tutor us in wand magic," I said to the group "We are in this to win it. So we'll need all the help we can get".

No one argued about this with me and they let me indulge my weakness for magic girls in peace.

60 points

Perks

Pocket Di-mansion - 35 points

I paid for the upgrade and decided on an Eastern Style dwelling as I was interested in what they would look like. The ladies with me would have workshops if they needed them and plenty to wear. The women with me wouldn't care much for wardrobes, but I planned to add more summons to my group and it would be good to have plenty of storage space.

25 points

Translator Microbes - 5 points

20 points

Everyone had spoken English so far, but I wasn't going to depend on that working on worlds that weren't a version of Earth.

"And I'll keep 20 points saved in case we need to buy something or someone later," I said my harem "like a powerful waifu with skills we might need".

As for where we were going and when I'd decided on that. Game of Thrones was a dangerous world, but I knew it well and little in that world could threaten someone like Raven, and with Starfire backing her up, we should have little trouble as long as we were careful.

Starting Location: The Sacking of Winterfell

Quest: Prevent the Red Wedding.

+ 10 for Battlefield Drawback

"What is the Sacking of Winterfell?" asked Bastila

Raven's smirk let me know that she knew exactly where we were going and what we'd be preventing, and she seemed happy about it.

"The fall of a city by the sounds of it," Morrigan said.

More or less the case.

"The Sacking of Winterfell is an event when a castle called Winterfell is taken over by a group of Ironborn, who are like primitive pirate raiders" I attempted to explain "A nobleman sends his bastard son to retake the castle and the liberators sack it as part of some power play between the noble house and the ruling noble house that calls Winterfell home".

After news of the Fall of Winterfell, the castle had fallen to a band of the Ironborn led by Theon Greyjoy, and upon hearing of the death of Ser Rodrik Cassel, Robb Stark got an offer from his vassal Roose Bolton, Lord of the Dreadfort, who suggests that he sends word to his bastard son to gather a force to retake Winterfell. Unaware of House Bolton's true intentions, Robb Stark agrees, and orders Roose to tell his son to keep Theon alive so Robb can execute him personally.

Robb also orders him to send word to Ramsay Snow that any the Ironborn who surrenders will be granted mercy, with the exception of Theon. Robb hopes to turn Theon's garrison against him and spare his people and brothers from any retaliation. Which does work, only not the way the Young Wolf hoped it would.

After the Northern force reaches Winterfell, a horn is sounded constantly as means of demoralizing Theon and his small force of raiders. Maester Luwin, bound to serve whoever rules Winterfell, suggests Theon escape through one of the hidden passageways and flee to the Wall and take the Black as becoming a member of the Night's Watch will mean he is forgiven for his crimes. Theon, fearing that Jon Snow will kill him, rejects Luwin's counsel and opts for a different plan. One that doesn't end well.

Theon gathers his men in Winterfell's main yard and delivers a speech to them, in which he exhorts them to resist the Northmen and, even though they will all die, attain glory, ending with a frenzied cry of the prayer to the Drowned God: "What is dead may never die". Theon's men respond in various degrees of emotion. After the cry is over, one of his own men knocks Theon unconscious and tells the men that it's time to go home

As Theon's men place a hood over his head, Luwin comes out into the yard asking to know what's happening. The sole response the Ironborn give him is a spear thrust to the gut.

After these events, Winterfell is put to the torch and its inhabitants are killed, captured, or they run away. I would arrive during this mess and have to sort it out.

"And the Red Wedding?" I was asked.

The Red Wedding was a massacre that happened during the War of the Five Kings arranged by Lord Walder Frey as revenge against King Robb Stark for breaking the marriage pact between House Stark and House Frey. I did my best to explain that without going to into lots of detail since we could discuss it later.

"This could get bloody" warned Raven "We can't just arrest the Boltons as we did with Barty Crouch Junior. It would be our word against Lord Boltons".

If the King were a sane man rather than Joffery I'd consider turning them over to him.

"Robb Stark would have any traitors hanged if we did convince him so there's little point holding back," I said, "But we only have to prevent the Red Wedding so if can limit the damage by just wiping out the rulers of House Frey, we can spare the women and the children".

Morrigan seemed unbothered by this talk.

"A quick and brutal strike against this House Frey seems to be the best option" stated Shan "We spare any who surrender or flee, but we kill the fighting men and the leaders so as to complete our objective and prevent the betrayal".

Thankfully she was practical about all this.

"Or we can convince Robb Stark not to return to the Frey's" offered Raven.

I didn't see the point because if we were able to convince him of the betrayal he'd just go and destroy House Frey. The existing plan would result in fewer deaths in the long run. Something Raven acknowledged even if she wasn't happy about it.

"Then there's the Night King," I said, "I know how to kill him, so we'd just have to find him".

Not that this would be too much trouble if I had both Raven and Starfire who could throw dragonglass at the guy from a distance with their superpowers or just blast him with enough raw power to make the necromancer iceman explode.

"Did the author ever complete the books series?" I was asked by the former Teen Titan.

Not he hadn't.

"No, but the TV show ended, the fans weren't happy," I said, "and the setting is the TV show not the books by the looks of things".

Raven wondered why I'd been disappointed by the end of the show so I told her.

"Daenerys Targaryen goes mad and burns down King's Landing so Jon Snow stabs her, then Bran Stark becomes King," I said.

Raven twitched upon hearing that.

"A pity you didn't enslave her" commented Morrigan "It would save this city of Kings Landing".

Well, that was an option.

"I could spend 20 of my saved points on the Wildcard perk" I mentioned, "She's not much use to use but the world that we are going to is based on the TV show, not the books so she will burn a lot of people with her dragons if I don't do something".

Wildcard Perk - 20 points

10 points.

Raven emoted a lot more than I would expect from her.

"Jon Snow can't kill Daenerys Targaryen!" she said, "He's supposed to become a proper Stark and slay the Night King!".

I hated to be the one to tell her this.

"Arya Stark kills the Night King" I informed her "Jon tries but he gets cornered by an undead dragon".

Again the sorceress twitched so I altered the setup and then accepted it before we were transported away.