A gentle breeze and the noise of a town were what woke me up from some of the best sleep I had ever gotten, but still, I wanted to get some more sleep and so rolled over in the softest bed I had ever slept in. That is what got me to shoot wake since the last thing I remember was sitting on the couch watching the last episode of The game of thrones and going to bed. Looking around, I saw a room very much not mine, walls made of stone and an extremely well-made bed and dresser as well as a small desk and chare in the corner of the room before I could panic there was a knock on the door 

(Servant) “My Sir Drake lord Tywin has agreed to break his fast with you to discuss the offer you have brought to attention.”

With that, I could hear footsteps walking away from the door, and panic really started to kick in. I have somehow ended up in the game of thrones, and im supposed to have breakfast with Tywin fucking Lannister and talk about an offer or somethin…

A truly massive headache hit me at that moment, so painful I wanted to scream out, but I was unable to. My breath had left me. All I was able to do was fall back into bed. It let like it lasted ages, but it could've only lasted seconds, and after it was gone, I learned what was going on. I have been given the opportunity to be a Jumper, someone who goes from world to world taking perks, skills, and items to survive in that world and to use in the next, but for some reason, my jumps were different I was instead given I thing from the opposition, and that's all, but it's all free so that balances out and I was given several supplements including something call the warehouse which is exactly what it sounds like a huge warehouse I can access which lets me store all sorts of thing and add onto it in the future as well as a couple of thing from a dungeon core jump chain supplement so I can look at what I have and what I got from the supplement and this GoT jump lets see [ Info]

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Scenarios: all seven seasons (You may choose between book or show canon, or a mixture thereof - and since this is a fanfiction Jump, you can also mix in as much or as little fanon, AU, and headcanon as you care to. Additionally, you may extend your stay in this world as long as you wish and even do so during the Jump if and whenever you decide you want more time - however, you cannot then retract that decision. )

Backgrounds: Mage

Location: The westerlands

Name: Dran Eversmith

Race: Human Demigod ( 17 years of age )

Perks: Mage (There is power in this land, far more than one would think at first glance. But to grasp it is invariably dangerous - except for you. This perk ensures you have great potential in all of the magical styles that exist in this world, from the Cold Magic of the Others to the Shadowcraft and Flame magics of the Far East. Within you, there is a replenishing well of power that you can draw from to fuel your magic in place of blood and lives. It is only enough for simple tricks, at first, at least with this alone, but it will grow with time and practice. Whatever magic you seek to learn, here or elsewhere, you will always have at least the potential, and this reservoir can be turned to any working with equal ease, be it great or small. Moreover, should you wish to employ magics with certain inherent downsides such as Necromancy, or limitations such as requiring foci or incantations, or being impossible to cast in armor, sufficient skill and knowledge may eliminate these flaws at a commensurate cost in power - and even that will shrink as your mastery grows. In addition, this perk ensures that all such paths to power are always open to you, in every world you go. Wherever there is a style of magic, or other supernatural skills to be learnt, you start with a decent level of talent in it, and can proceed without compromising any of your other skills in any way, even if certain kinds of power would normally be mutually exclusive. Finally, you may choose to become a true exemplar in one or more styles by purchasing them hereafter, though this Perk is not required in order to do so. Should you do so, your well of power will grow as it would have over the years of training and effort required to hone those skills.[ Dragonborn: Not the shouting kind. You are now a scion of Valyria, Jumper! Hauntingly beautiful, with violet eyes and silver hair - unless you should wish otherwise - you have the blood of the greatest nation this world has ever seen, and with it come the power of the Dragonlords of old, who made the whole world kneel. You have the power to control Dragons, to breed them, and communicate with them on a deeper level than anyone other than you can understand. You are a highly trained, experienced mage in all the Valyrian arts, able to wield all the magic you hear about the Dragonlords being master of. Taken with the Mage perk, this makes you one of the greatest, most powerful Dragonlords ever, and a beyond-genius master in all other Valyrian arts besides. You have mastered the art of Fleshcraft, able to shape flesh and bone as easily as potter shapes mud, crafting monsters or abominations like those found in Gogossos or Mantarys with contemptuous ease. You can forge Valyrian Steel and shape stone with naught but your will, crafting mighty Dragon Roads or great fortresses like Dragonstone. These, and all other Valyrian magics are yours now, and with such power and mastery that even the Dragonlords of old would have held you in respect.]), Resources: (Territory under your control, while not on the surface seeming any more abundant, simply never runs out of bounty to provide. Crops and other beneficial plants always get the right nutrition, sun, and water to thrive, you’ll never lack something to hunt, there’s always more trees tucked away in a dell somewhere, played-out mines are never quite played-out, and smallfolk struggling to make ends meet will scrounge up a few coppers from between their floorboards or under the furniture (as will anyone you’re, say, running a protection racket on). Rather than get into all the grisly details of just how this world, all you need to do is to stop paying attention for a while, take a brief break, and you find that previously harvested resources tend to come back as if you never touched them. Events and random chance will arrange themselves to deflect attention from this effect as much as possible without anything detectably supernatural happening.)

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Traits: Scion of the Gods: (Well, you’re a bit lost. You’re a demigod, by default, the child of a Greek or Roman god, but you can pick any real-world deity or any divinity from a past Jump. I suppose you could even choose one of the locals if you like! As demigods go you’re top tier; you have access to all your divine parent’s domains, and not weak access either. A son of Poseidon could cause a big enough earthquake to set off a volcano, a daughter of Pluto could raise an entire Legion of undead soldiers, and a child of Amaterasu could immolate a city in Sunfire…)

Skills: Book Creation (Using magic-infused paper and mana, you can make skill books to teach any of your skills or abilities, races, expertise, perks, or spells. The more powerful and/or esoteric, the more mana it takes to finish the book. Additionally, you can make Skill Books from any of your dungeon minions, beings bound to the dungeon, or any being that agrees to work with you to create a skill book. Such creations also bestow the needed abilities to use the skill, such as a mana pool.),

Items: Ingredient Maker (This is probably one of a kind, and wars would likely be started if the rumor of this got out. You put a list of ingredients in, and no matter how rare or odd, it dispenses them in the fashion and numbers you need. From the rarest of herbs, the hardest to mine ores, to the most difficult parts to harvest of the most lethal monsters. However, the rarer the ingredient, the longer it takes to make it. While common materials can be provided near instantly, truly epically, rare materials might end up taking a bit longer. This also has an input feature. Input blueprints from one setting, and it will shortly make the conversions need to have it work natively in another.),

Companions: Dragon: (In all cases, your animal companion shares a bond with you that allows each of you to know the other’s location and status and to share simple communication. Its intelligence will be greater than a normal member of its kind, somewhere between a dog and a raven unless already more than that, and its loyalty to you will be unwavering. If slain, maimed, or crippled, it will be inconspicuously restored to you in your next period of downtime, though explanations for anyone who saw will be up to you. If merely injured, it will heal rapidly and as perfectly as possible. Its intelligence may grow further with time if you cultivate and encourage it. No matter its nature, it will never suffer the ravages of time, though if it’s the sort to grow stronger with age, it will still do so.)

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That's a lot to take in, but let's see, I apparently have a dragon as a companion that's amazing for items. I only have one, but from the description, it will be priceless when it comes to making things since it looks like it can make anything with enough time then. I also have skills and traits. Being able to make books that act like skill books from games will come very much in handy on top of that, apparently im a demigod being the son of pluto, which gives me massive bonuses to necromancy as well as increasing mining yield and farming yield on any land I own and then im also a mage with specialization in the magic used by the dragon lords, and I can make Valyrian steel and dragon stone at will as well as being able to shape flesh and Boone like clay and then something called resources which basically makes any resources in my lands unending basically. 

So im a mage with powers to make a land where nothing is in short supply. I can make Valyrian steel which must be why im meeting with Lord Tywin since he has been trying to get a Valyrian steel sword. I have a good chance to get a large amount of gold which will let me go and do whatever I want, really, at least until the war happens. 

Before I could think anymore, there was another knock on the door. 

(Red cloak) My Lord Tywin Lannister will see you now 

Well, I have no more time to think time to face the music. Moving over to the heavy oak door and opening it, I saw that there were two guards on the other side waiting for him. 

(Drake) Then if you would lead the way, I would gladly follow 

With that, they led me through what could only be the rock, one in front of him and one behind me for security reasons. I would guess after walking through the corridors of the rock, we made it to an oak door that the guard in the front knocked on. 

(Red cloak) My Lord Lannister, your visitor Drake is here

(Tywin Lannister) Enter 

With that, the guard opened the door, and I got my first look at the infamous Lord Tywin Lannister let me tell you, it was kinda terrifying even with him just sitting there and eating, this will be a very stress full conversation, and it all starts with him offering me a chair.