What if Prince Oberyn Killed the Mountain And SURVIVED

What if Prince Oberyn Killed the Mountain? Let’s explore the depths of it in the video. 2,000 likes is the magic number for a part 2 All around Oberyn, the crowd gasps and jumps to their feet. Some of them cheer and others boo and hiss. But he doesn’t pay attention to any of them. Instead, his attention is on the Mountain as he thrashes in agony. Yet as he screams and howls, he still has not confessed. Each second he doesn’t say it is another second closer to death. Desperation and anger mingle with the Red Viper. But he does not allow himself to get carried away. The cornered animal is often the most dangerous and he cannot afford to get careless. Instead, he picks up his spear and rushes forward, jabbing into the unarmored armpit of the mountain, feeling it sever the nerves there. Suddenly, his arm stops thrashing and he does the same with the other, leaving the spear stuck in his body as he does. Only then does he climb on top of him and begin beating him. Oberyn: Say it! Say it! He raises his fist to strike him again, but suddenly the Mountain roars in pain and chokes out. Mountain: I-I did it! I raped her, I murdered her, and I murdered her children! Oberyn: Good The Red Viper pulls out a dagger and with a single stroke, slits his throat. There is a faint bubbling sound from the Mountain, but aside from that the crowd has gone silent. Everyone now knows what had just happened and more importantly, this brings the matter to a close. Tyrion Lannister is innocent of kingslaying. Oberyn walks over to Ellaria Sand and the two share a tender embrace and a kiss that is only broken by Tyrion stuttering his thanks and embracing the Red Viper’s leg. Tyrion: Thank you, Lord Oberyn. I do not know what I would have done without you. Oberyn: Probably split his leg with an axe. The two look at each other and then share a laugh. But then Oberyn leans closer and whispers to Tyrion’s ear. Oberyn: My vengeance is far from complete. I only have the catspaw, but the cat still lives…for now. I will return to Dorne soon, I suggest you join me, The pair glance over to the royal pavilion where Cersei is glaring daggers at them, but it isn’t her who they are looking at. Instead, it’s Tywin whose face appears unreadable, but his eyes never leave them. However, there is something else in it. Tyrion notices something he hasn’t seen before. His face seems paler than usual and his eyes more. Then he recalls the oily substance on the Red Viper’s spear. He opens his mouth to ask, but the Dornish Prince smirks. Oberyn: You do not hunt much, do you? To kill a lion you don’t sever a paw, you strike at its stomach. Tyrion nods and the two make preparations to depart. Even though he’s deemed innocent, Tyrion has no illusions about his position. It is only a matter of time before Cersei cooks up another plan to get rid of him. The difference is that his father now decides it is more trouble than he’s worth. He spends some time gathering some important documents from his Master of Coin and by tomorrow morning, he departs along with the Dornishmen. By week's end, Tywin is dead, having been murdered from a stomach disease. But in reality, it was from a special poison concocted by the Red Viper. Still, rumors abound as Cersei immediately blames Tyrion for their father’s death, claiming that if he did not poison him, then he must have killed him from shame. She orders him to be killed on sight and for a reward to be given to whoever brings her his head. But no one finds him, though Tyrion is not entirely at ease. He realizes how vulnerable he is and begins working to gather allies. Though Oberyn promises him protection, he does not like being entirely beholden to the Martells. Instead, he searches for his protectors. As they enter the Kingswoods, Tyrion hires several foresters who know the lands well and asks them to spend a few days there. Although confused, the Red Viper agrees and soon Tyrion sets off with his foresters. They gather some gifts and wealth that the Dornish are willing to part with as they camp in an isolated path where the foresters warn them of outlaws. Tyrion smiles and says that is exactly who he hopes they’ll run into. He tells his men to feast, drink, and be merry as he drifts off to sleep. But hours later, Podric wakes up his Lord with a sharp jerk. Podrick: My Lord, they are here. Shagga: When you reach the afterlife, tell your gods it was Shagga, Son of Dolf who sent you there. Tyrion: Ahh, Shagga, it’s been a while. What? No threats to cut off my manhood and feed it to the goats? Shagga: Laughs. There won’t be much to feed with you, halfman. Tyrion: Well I hope there won’t be any manhood feeding tonight. Please, come sit with us. Enjoy our goat and wine. The big clansman laughs and walks up to join them. Seeing this, nearly a dozen of his clansmen follow suit. #gameofthrones #gameofthroneswhatif #gameofthronescharacter #houseofthedragon