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Post by liz on Jul 19, 2017 9:25:20 GMT -5
Dyana had risen early, before the sun had even begun to rise in the east. Her handmaiden, Lyla, had urged her to return to bed but Dyana had insisted on seeing the grounds. "Take me to his men, I want to see how they train," she said, looping her bow over her head and pulling her arm through so it rested on her back with the drawstring running across her chest. Grabbing her broadsword, she fastened its belt around her hips and nodded to the young girl, telling her she was ready. "My Lady, are you sure you wish to do this? Why not rest and I shall wake you to break your fast with my Lord, wouldn't that be more pleasing." Dyana stared at the girl silently and Lyla sighed before leading her to the training grounds, hoping the men had risen already so she would not disappoint her lady.
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Heterosexual
Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Jul 19, 2017 9:48:54 GMT -5
Have any of you guys seen the first episode of season 7 yet? The scene with Sam is so freaking funny 😂)
Tobias smirked as he removed his foot from Dallen's throat before sheathing his sword. Dusting off his clothes, he followed the man, a few paces behind him. "A drink eh? You just read my mind, Dallen!" He said with a laugh. "The taverns not really that far away, it's right over there." He said, pointing towards a nearby building. "Lucky for us, eh?" He said with a grin. While Dallen was getting his owl, Tobias looked around at his surroundings. People were bustling around, going in and out of buildings and stores, and the soldiers of Winterfell were doing their daily drills.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 9:54:34 GMT -5
(i haven't even finished season 2. I read book one and two)
"Yeah lucky for us." he set the owl back on his shoulder before heading off towards the tavern whistling a bit. "Lets get that drink and see what we can see hmm?" he smirked softly hoping his new friend understood what he was talking about. Since taverns were known for more than just booze and stories.
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 19, 2017 9:55:53 GMT -5
(My goodness! A GOT RP I CANNOT BELIEVE Sorry I haven't been here in a while and this shocked me haha)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 9:57:20 GMT -5
(come join ussss
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 19, 2017 10:03:59 GMT -5
(I would, but I wouldn't know how to start off building my character, uhg)
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 19, 2017 10:26:46 GMT -5
(Would you mind if I claimed the ruler of House Targaryen for now?)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 10:42:55 GMT -5
(Yeah I don't think Hawk will mind much.)
"I know the feeling." he chuckled as he walked in and headed to a table in the corner. "At least the gods gave us taverns to drink away the others hours we have in the day when there is nothing to do." he chuckled sitting down and put his feet up on the table top as a barmaid came over with mugs of mead for the two men.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 10:54:06 GMT -5
The maid nodded and walked off to get the bottles he ordered. Dallen chuckled softly. "Watch it people might think you have a drinking problem if you order to much." he teased before taking a drink of his mug. "but you're right it does hit the spot." he took another drink watching the men and women in the tavern.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 11:14:03 GMT -5
Dallen chuckled softly shaking his as the tavern cheered with him. While he agreed with his statement he didn't join in the cheers. Mostly because he preferred not to. It seems redundant to him for people to cheer on their sworn houses. "Still." he muttered softly into his drink
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 11:33:30 GMT -5
Dallen looked at him and smirked softly when the maid came back the bottles in hand. "Thanks, sweetie." he winked at her as she set the bottles down making the young maid blush and hurry off. He chuckled softly. "well she's new if she's that shy."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 11:47:22 GMT -5
"The only thing I know is my house is trying to marry off my sister to the south. which is sad I feel like. I rather see her back home with a northern house. But my mother misses her southern home." he shrugged softly "I think she's doing it to make it more appealing to my father to go down and visit."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 13:02:18 GMT -5
(Dallen gets really nervous because his mother is a Lannister)
"Well, I don't know. They didn't make a match. She was just sent done to my mothers family. Since my father only knows houses by name and not personally..." he trailed off and drank his mead keeping his nervous steeled considering his blood had Lannister in it.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 13:33:32 GMT -5
"But knowing my sister she will not make things easy. I know she rather be here in the north as well. This is her home. She does not want to live away from it." he chuckled softly as he took the ale and poured himself some. "She'll be back within months I figured. It'll disappoint my mother but my father will be happy I assume."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 14:49:37 GMT -5
"Peace time is a blessing and a curse. You don't have to worry about the deaths of your men. But alas you have nothing to and you get stir crazy wanting to do something anything to pass the time." he said softly as he drank his ale
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Post by Taiyou on Jul 19, 2017 15:50:38 GMT -5
Lucan Stark // Lucan stands at a height of 6’1. He has fair tan skin and is a broad shoulder muscular man with medium neck length hair, which is sometimes kept in a ponytail with a few long strands that fall into his face, with striking grey eyes and a chinstrap beard. Lucian usually wears a dark blue shirt that has lace up front and decorative stitching on the sleeves, black trousers with a nickel silver stud sword belt. His leather arm bracers are brown that are secured with laces, his leg armor are Baudouin leather graves which are black. He does wear a decorative breastplate that is crafted in burnished steel with classical engraved details with the traditional black fur cloak, the pins have the Stark sigil engraved in them also. He wears his sword on his hip, the scabbed is a leather blue with steel mounts and carries a kite shield that is embellished with gold. // 40 // Lucan is a rather hotheaded individual, serious, and ambitious. He believes that harsh conditions will make a person strong. Lucan does like to follow old traditions and is reluctantly to new ones, he's clever and logical understanding that everything can't be meet with violence. Morality he believes that backgrounds don’t always defines someone. Overall he is loyal to any alliances he forges with others, equally loyal to his family unless that person betrays him, he’ll see to it that they receive punishment event if it’s by his own hands.// Lord // House of Stark // He wields a Valyrian steel broadsword that blade almost looks black, it features a central ridged fuller and the hilt is leather wrapped and laced. He also carries a short sword that’s more for show but still uses when needed.// Lucan was born and raised in Winterfell, the son of the previous lord. When the time came to pick the next lord, his younger twin brother was pick but he refused no one knew why so Lucan was named Lord. // N/A yet // N/A yet // Lucan has fully grown Direwolf named Phantom, because he is white with blue eyes. Winter is coming. // Taiyou
Lucanus Stark // Lucanus stands at a height of 6’0. He has fair tan skin and is a slim shoulder muscular man with curly slicked back dark brown hair, a single curl strand falls into his face, grey eyes with a goatee and thin beard. Lucian usually wears dark red knight long sleeve shirt with a folded collar. Adorned with metal loops with lacing on the front and sleeves, tan trousers with a black nickel silver stud sword belt. His leather arm bracers are black that are secured with laces, his leg armor are Baudouin leather graves which are black. He wears a steel breastplate and carries a burnished steel shield that has bronzed embossing on the front with the traditional black fur cloak, the pins have the Stark sigil engraved in them also. He wears his sword on his hip, the scabbed is a leather blue with steel mounts. // 39 // Lucanus is a calm individual, usually seen with a smile on his face as he likes to joke around sometimes. Rather stern and stoic man when important matters come to his attention. He’s ambitious but he is willing to listen and talk things out. He’s not demanding but rather easy going, understanding everyone has their limits. He’s merciful but when he runs out of options, he’ll quickly lose his temper and won’t hesitate. Lucanus respects his opponents, disproves of mistreat toward others, and holds everyone to a certain equally status. Power and wealth aren’t too important to him, but the future of his house and people is what he finds important, and he’s willing to make certain sacrifices reach a goal. // Brother of Lord // House of Stark // He wields a Longclaw sword that is made of high carbon steel, making it light weight . The sword features a wood scabbard wrapped in leather with polished steel accents. The handle is wood, wrapped in leather. The cross guard and pommel are solid steel, polished and fitted onto a full tang that is peened at top of the pommel for strength and durability. // Lucanus was born and raised in Winterfell, the son of the previous lord. When the time came to pick the next lord, he was picked but quickly refused giving no reason and gave it to his older twin brother instead, so Lucan was named Lord. Lucanus avoids the subject but happily services at his brother side, giving out advice when he can.// N/A yet // N/A yet // Lucanus has fully grown Direwolf named Magnus, he is a mix of brown and white with blue eyes. Winter is coming. // Taiyou
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 15:56:24 GMT -5
"Alright that is perfectly fine with me." he nodded softly as he refilled their mugs smirking. "And since it's your idea you can start alright?" he pushed him his mug once it was filled and picked up his.
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