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Post by Dragoness on Jul 24, 2017 18:51:08 GMT -5
Branda's eyes softened for a second. She looked at her old friend, and knew he spoke true. "I know. House Baerys has been important allies to us for centuries." Eyes turning south with a stone cold gaze, the Stark daughter said the only thing she could say to comfort him. "We will go get her back. We have to."
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Post by liz on Jul 24, 2017 18:55:57 GMT -5
"Sounds lovely, my Lord." Dyana spoke, closing her eyes as she breathed in the fresh air. She momentarily worried for Ensley, but quickly told herself that the young girl was fine. Still, she'd check in the afternoon. "Tell me about your siblings. If I'm correct, you're not the eldest? Yet I see no other Baratheon's running around. Why is this?"
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Post by deathlover on Jul 24, 2017 18:56:33 GMT -5
"Branda I don't think that is wise. You have no need to travel that far. Besides. Ally is smart. She knows the right words to say to get back herself. She went along with it because she was tired of the fighting. She figured she would spend a week or to them make her way back up and find a proper northern husband." he didn't want her risking her life for his sister. He knew it would be his fault if she got hurt
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Post by Dragoness on Jul 24, 2017 19:06:57 GMT -5
Branda turned around to face Dallon. Ignoring his comment, she told him, "You must inform my father of the situation. He can decide what to do. You don't know what the Lannisters are capable of. We do; he does." Her face turned dark, colder. "I lost a brother because of that House. I do not wish such a fate upon anyone else", she said gravely, looking at him with sad grey eyes.
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Post by Dragoness on Jul 24, 2017 19:13:38 GMT -5
Dyanne Tully // Dyanne has always been a beauty. Even now that she is well into her thirties, she is as breathtaking as ever. Perfect auburn locks fall down to her waist in elegant waves. Heavy eye lids conceal ingenious, crystal blue eyes that could stare down the king himself. Tall and proud, Dyanne is as intimidating as she is beautiful. With her marble smooth skin, stone cold gaze and strange combination of youthful face and ancient soul, it is not difficult to see why many a bard has compared her to a goddess. // 38 years old // Dyanne herself is godless. She has seen far too much of the world to believe in gods and devils, she tells her children. Mankind is the only evil. Her worldview has grown very cynical over the years, and her children has inherited that – though if you asked them they’d simply laugh and tell you it’s called rationality. Dyanne has lost so much in her life, that she has dedicated her life to one thing, and that thing only – keeping her children alive. While an absolutely brilliant player of the game of thrones, she refuses to get involved in what she considers petty house feuds. The only reason she ever would take an active political stand is if she thought it would directly benefit herself and her children, but that is an unlikely situation. As long as her family is safe, she will extend her circle of people she protects to the Riverlands, and possibly her niece Dyana, whom is named after her and more like her than one could believe. // Lady of Riverrun, Lady Paramount of the Trident // House Tully (m. Highgarden) // The spear // Dyanne was born the eldest of Lord Tully’s three children. She and her brother and sister were always very close, though their relationship was a complicated one. Ser Daemon Tully was a noble, charming, truly good man. However, he was never a man to command armies or rule a castle, that was always going to be Dyanne. Branelle Tully on the other hand, was a light-hearted, pretty girl whose bad relationships and jealous nature turned her into a cruel, controlling woman. Both of them went too soon because they lacked something Dyanne had. Of the three she was always the survivor, the one who commanded respect. She wed a younger Hightower out of love, and she bore him two children. However, he passed in a petty squeamish with a Stark bannerman, and she hasn’t loved since. Ser Daemon joined the Kingsguard and later died in service of King Idrys, so Dyanne became lady of Riverrun. Under her rule the Riverrlands grew more prosperous than it has been in centuries, and she is a bit of a myth in the Seven Kingdoms. // No crushes // No lovers, but she’s into both men and women // N/A // Dragoness
Here's the Tully lady. Imma add her children soon as well, but she's the most important }
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 19:20:18 GMT -5
Calvin makes a face as they walked down the trail. "There are five of us in total. The oldest brother is known as Alvin. He travels a lot though he likes to be in Dorne. He fell in love with a girl from there and that is where his heart has been ever since. The second oldest is Dante. Dante is in King's Landing. He is mostly there to butter up to the king and show that House Baratheon is loyal." He knew his brother was really enjoying the women and being a disgrace. This leaves my younger sisters Eva and Emma." He smiled as spoke of his sisters. Calvin loved them dearly and got along well with them. "Truthfully we may run into them. Emma is learning how to heal and Eva is just going with the motions."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 24, 2017 19:22:40 GMT -5
He looked at her. "I rather not bother your father in this matter. My father only did it to calm my mother. I'm sure he would not approve of any union that wasn't the north Or Vale. Like I said Ally will find a way back and my mother will fuss over it but in time she will see this is where her children belong."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 19:24:23 GMT -5
(Cool think I'm going to rearrange the Lords and Ladies section. Maybe putting everyone by house)
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Post by Dragoness on Jul 24, 2017 19:33:33 GMT -5
Branda held his gaze. He had no idea what the poor girl was up against. In her head, a picture of Deston lying peacefully in his bed, murdered, came to the surface. However, she pushed it away before she could dwell on it. She had to move on. This was Dallon's desicion to make, was it not? Eventually, she nodded. "Very well. But I am warning you - those bloody lions can do more damage than you'd think."
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Post by liz on Jul 24, 2017 19:50:27 GMT -5
"The women in Dorne are beautiful, my mother was sure they were the fairest in the land." Studying the man's tender tone when speaking of his sisters, she smiled fondly at the memory of her sisters. "Eva and Emma. I find it very honorable to chose to help those of lower titles, I think I'll like them."
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 24, 2017 20:25:52 GMT -5
"Farsyrys...." Idrys mused, "will be here for our celebrations." Turning around with a flourish, he sat back down upon his throne. "You," he waved a servant over.
"Your Grace?" Kyra Cole answered, stepping forward.
"You will take our guests to their rooms," Idrys demanded with a bored look on his face.
"Yes, Your Grace," Kyra curtsied and headed towards their rooms, pausing to wait for the two. -- "Princess Farsyrys!" A soldier yowled, bowing at the hunched over figure among the crates. "His Grace King Idrys has commanded that we bring your highness back safely in return for our heads."
Farsyrys swore under her breath, "Fine!" She then proceeded to pull off her wig and stand up.
"Your highness," the guard bowed as he approached, "Please allow us to escort you on your return to the palace."
Rolling her eyes, Farsyrys gave a lingering look at the peasant boy, and promptly returned to the palace.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 24, 2017 21:03:20 GMT -5
"You think I don't like? My mother shows it all the time. I know what they can do. But a lion can not stop an owl. the owl is wiser than a lion. It sees more than what a lion sees. My sister will know what to do." he relaxed a bit as he looked at her. "If she is that worried she will send us an owl letter."
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 24, 2017 21:22:55 GMT -5
(Hey there, death!)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 24, 2017 21:36:13 GMT -5
(hi)
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 24, 2017 21:48:56 GMT -5
(How's it going?)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 21:57:45 GMT -5
"That was the princess?" Seth exclaimed watching her in awe and surprise. He couldn't believe that she had spoken to him. His mentor rolled his eyes at him. "It was obvious you dolt! Now check the boxes and make sure those guards didn't do anything with our cargo." Seth nodded his head and gets on the ship.
"I think you will like them both. Emma loves helping people and wants to help the smallfolk." Calvin said shifting in his seat. "She really hates seeing them hurt or stories of lords abusing them."
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Post by liz on Jul 24, 2017 22:18:40 GMT -5
"I was just like her when I was younger," Dyana replied, her eyes taking in the new area with slight fascination, although she didn't dare show it. Keep to yourself and they can't take your power. "It was the only reason my mother tolerated me."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 23:00:14 GMT -5
"I hope she remains that way." Calvin said urging his horse to pick up the pace. "Is there anything else you wished to know about my family?"
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Post by liz on Jul 24, 2017 23:07:55 GMT -5
Laughing she replied, "This isn't an interrogation, my lord. You are free to speak as you please. Tell me whatever you wish, I do not control your tongue." Gripping her reins tighter, she shifted in her saddle and glanced at her sword out of habit.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 23:26:13 GMT -5
"Just asking." Calvin said shrugging his shoulders. He remains silent for for a few minutes before speaking up. "This may sound silly, but I hope to one day tame a large stag and ride it into battle." He said blushing a little bit. This was something he always wanted as a child and it carried over into adulthood.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 24, 2017 23:27:35 GMT -5
(Sorry I laid down for a bit)
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Post by liz on Jul 24, 2017 23:34:31 GMT -5
"It is not silly, my lord, it is brave." Sending him a small smile she added, "I have never heard of a man riding a stag, you'd definitely be the first. They'd tell stories about you."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 24, 2017 23:41:41 GMT -5
Calvin chuckled softly. "Would certainly be something for the bards to sing." They continued in silence for a little longer before speaking up again. "There is something you should know. Most of the minor lords of the Stormlands are tough and stubborn men. You must show that you are just as strong as them. One of them might even challenge you to a fight or they may test your wit."
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 25, 2017 6:16:58 GMT -5
(heyo)
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Post by Dragoness on Jul 25, 2017 6:48:16 GMT -5
Branda pursed her lips and nodded. "You're right. Allyria is a survivor." If she was completely honest, Branda knew deep inside her that she just wanted an excuse for going up against the Lannisters. Ever since that fateful day her brother died, she had been thursting for a way to avenge him. However, she was not a woman to let her feelings cloud her judgement, and her main priority now was not to get revenge, but to keep the rest of Winterfell safe. The lions would pay one day, she was sure of it. A Lannister always pays his debts, after all. Pushing thoughts of the South away, Branda decided to change the subject. "So did what Tobias want?" she asked, forcing herself to smile.
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Athen felt his nerves reappearing as the king confirmed the princess would return. However, he was a prince after all and kept up a perfectly confident facade with ease. "Thank you once again, Your Grace for your generousity and hospitality. We will be looking forward to dining with Your Royal Highnesses." Meanwhile, Daeryssa's eyes had travelled to the servant. Poor girl. How awful it had to be to serve such a cruel king being a girl at that age. Bouncing after the girl with Athen in her heels, she offered her a warm smile. "What's your name?" she asked in a curious voice.
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 25, 2017 7:06:46 GMT -5
"My name is not of importance, my lady," Kyra replied politely, her head remained slightly down. "I am but a servant," she added with a rather bitter underlying tone. Since she was born as a servant, she had been taught at a young age to not "bother" the royals, lords, or ladies with the unimportance of one's name. It was easier for them to not have to remember measly servants and call them merely by 'servant'.
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Groaning, Farsyrys was escorted back to her home. "It would please His Grace King Idrys very much if you do not attempt to get yourself killed again," a messenger said as soon as she was thrown into the 'safety' of her room. "Tell him to go do himself!" Farsyrys snapped quietly, urging the poor servant out. "His Grace-" "Mhm," Farsyrys nodded, "I got it, you can leave now." The servant looked rather unsure but left the princess alone.
(Wow! Dark Forest Leader (666posts) hahaha)
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Post by liz on Jul 25, 2017 9:10:38 GMT -5
Smirking, Dyana replied, "Never a boring day in the Stormlands." She found what he said rather ridiculous, she never understood male pride, and hated when they threw tantrums when beaten. "Wit I will definitely win, I am a Tyrell after all."
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Post by Taiyou on Jul 25, 2017 9:29:19 GMT -5
"I want on a hunting party in Wolfswoods." Lucanus said."It was quite enjoyable."
Lucan was roaming the hallways of the castle holding his head high as he passed by house servants, stopping to look out a window he wondered were his brother and children where. Things were quiet in Winterfell."Maybe I should take a journey elsewhere...perphaps King's Landing?" He continued on walking passing the Great Hall.
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