At fault for Ardin Celtigar's death? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!?! Wyman and Willas Waters are completely insane. Of course Samwell, taking advantage of the situation and just wanting to see me die, plays right into it. Yeah, they lost their father, an enemy of the Vale and to House Jasper, but I was busy trying to take down Jonothor Derry, I was no where near the fighting. I am not at my best and should not be fighting, but these two twerps need to be put out of their misery. I decide to fight the two of them.
That night, I rest as well as I can, tossing and turning, and perhaps it was blood poisoning, or some type of sorcery, but I started to have a vision. I was an Eagle, and was clawing out the the eyes of a bear, a wound that killed the bear.
I woke up to pains in my side, when it subsided I lightly went back to sleep. I was then again in the body of an eagle but this time taking out the eyes of a septon. It was unclear whether this was actually wounding the priest, but I woke up before I could make sense of the situation in the dream.
I tried to make sense of it all, but sadly could not. And what else do you do when you need to ponder a mysterious vision. In the famous words of Ser Darron, "Let's get a drink". Unfortunately, this was only said to myself such as it was……
I get up, gather my things, and my horse and head to the small fishing village where I grew up, Jasport (a not so witty name for where our battleships are kept).
The next couple of days are a bit hazy. I was told by my mother, that I ended up in one of the taverns, The Drowning Man, near where the warships are docked. She was told by some of the towns folk that I started talking to myself at the bar. Some of the tavern regulars heard me talking to myself and decided it was too much and decided to lighten the atmosphere (I would have thought that meant getting me in a better mood, but apparently it meant throwing me out) I was dragged out by some of the townsfolk mumbling about eagles, bears, and even fish. It was all a bunch of banter. I was dropped, literally, in front of my mother's house. Drunk and passed out.
She said I was out for about a day, she thought I may have been drugged, I'm pretty sure I just had too much to drink, as the headache was unbearable.
I don't know what came over me, as when I returned to Snownook, I could not see the logic in any of my actions. Perhaps, I was just drowning in my failures and needed some time away to be reborn.