cfnobility

[cfnobility]

open starter: no limit

location: balcony outside the feast

It was entertaining watching everyone mingle, the amount of people who clearly didn't want to be here was astounding. Maybe not astounding, he'd expected it actually but it was always fun to play the crowd. The fresh air was nice to finally have, he'd been busy making himself known in the dining hall. It was a necessary evil for his plans. Mingling with people who were unimaginably below him in intellect took a toll. He'd thought he'd managed to get away from the mindless attendants but he'd been followed. Putting on the well practiced smile he turned with a flourish. "Welcome to my corner of fresh air. Or as fresh as it get's in King's Landing, I do hope you enjoy it as much as I have been."

[cfnobility]

Renly hated being here, the last time he was here was when people celebrated his brothers death. The amount of times his eldest brother called his sexuality into question or made snide comments made him bitter towards his brother. But in the end Robert was still his brother. And he'd loved him. That was why he had a large wine glass in his hand and was trying to pretend he was anywhere else. Looking towards Brandon Stark he couldn't help but laugh, "My bet is on one of the Iron born or your northerners." It would have been on Robert before. "Or everyone will be incredibly boring and behave."

open starter - open to all, no cap, day one.. during the feast

It may have been twenty-five years since Rhaegar's victory and the start of his reign - it has been twenty-five years since Brandon Stark has ever set foot in the red keep since he and his loyal companions marched on through, twenty-five years since-- the reason he is still haunted by the ever-cycling past. Passageways filled with gloom and doom of the past are now filled with cheer, gluttony, and celebration. Brandon knows that he should rid those echoes, it is a time of celebration and peace. He leans his back against the lavish wall as he watches the joyful merriment continue on, "I wonder-- how long do you think it will last until someone loses their gord to the drink and picks a fight?" his gruff voice mutters out to the closest person next to him.

[cfnobility]

The splendor of King's Landing wasn't completely lost on them, it was nothing compared to Sunspear but there was a charm to it. The Targaryen's went all out for this, it was a show they supposed. People of course fell for the charm, there were some faces who seemed to not appreciate the splendor as much as others. Ones who could see through the bullshit they put out. They knew what the noble house Targaryen did in the past, how they betrayed and even tortured members who disagreed with them. Looking at the one who spoke Allyria let out a soft laugh, "I'd love to see it. I know a few dornishmen who might do it if you just bet them they wouldn't." Violet eyes shifted towards the mentioned man, their king. "I think enough people want to save face, I don't think it has much to do with the king."

the  throne  room  had  never  looked  as  inviting  as  it  did  now,  decorated  with  gauzy  canopies  of  silver  and  lilac  that  was  convincing  enough  to  turn  one's  gaze  away  from  the  polished  glint  of  the  iron  throne  and  up  towards  the  skies,  where  acrobats  walked  along  thin  ropes  and  swung  from  corner  to  corner,  their  harnesses  hooked  onto  the  mouths  of  draconian  gargoyles  perched  high  above.  alyssa  had  caught  a  glimpse  of  their  stepmother  amongst  the  crowds  that  approached  the  royals  to  pay  tribute  and  had  been  forced  to  excuse  themselves  lest  the  conversation  veer  into  strained  subjects  ─  they  had  not  seen  their  brother  and  hoped  they  would  be  spared  the  sight  of  him  for  the  evening,  at  least,  especially  if  they  kept  their  gaze  bound  to  the  heavens  and  the  acrobats.  ❝  ...  how  long  do  you  think  it  will  take  before  someone  ends  up  drunk  enough  to  try  that  ?  ❞  they  said  without  a  specific  target  for  their  words.  ❝  or  will  everyone  be  on  their  best  behavior  for  the  king  ?  ❞

open  starter  capped  at  4  replies  (  2/4  )  

[cfnobility]

The faces around him were a thousand different expressions, all of them more entertaining than the last. Anger, happiness and neutrality. Every emotion was running wild and he was feeding off of it. Petyr Baelish was a man who fed on the emotions of others and this was giving him enough sustinance for the year. And he had a feeling it would only get better from here on out. Especially when he caught sight of Ser Jaime Lannister. Making his way across the room he let a slow smile spread across his face, "Our strong and gallant King, fighting for his father's right to... what was it? Imprison and torture anyone he liked?" Tipping his glass at the man he looked around the room, eyes landing on particular faces. "Ghosts? I'm afraid I don't, for your sake I hope you don't either. You'd have a particularly nasty one looking over your shoulder."

open  starter  /  with  anyone  (up to 6 different muns)  on  day  one,  during  the  evening's  feast.

he  stands  silently,  one  hand  ghosting  over  the  hilt  of  the  sword  on  his  hip,  eyes  continuously  darting  around  the  room.  twenty  five  years,  he's  heard  -  that's  how  long  he's  been  there,  long  after  aerys'  torment.  jaime  hasn't  thought  about  that  in  quite  some  time,  even  with  his  affinity  for  reminiscing  on  the  past.  he  only  likes  to  remember  how  the  chaos  ended...  with  his  sword  through  the  mad  king's  back.  too  many  deaths  have  happened  in  the  very  room  they  now  feast  in.  the  tension  in  the  hall  has  him  on  high  alert,  even  if  he  would  not  mind  a  bit  of  action.  various  conversations  are  overheard  with  none  being  of  any  substance.  he  glances  over  the  elaborate  decorations  and  decides  if  there  was  ever  a  celebration  to  be  seen  as  a  nightmare,  this  was  it.  his  armor  clangs  as  he  paces,  walking  in  strides  along  the  table  to  hide  himself  at  the  end.  unfortunately,  wherever  he  is,  jaime  sticks  out  like  a  sore  thumb.  "  how...  historical,  to  be  celebrating  our  fierce some  rhaegar  in  this  very  room,  "  he  speaks  to  no  one  in  particular,  merely  voicing  his  thoughts  aloud. noticing he's caught someone's attention, he continues.  "  do  you  believe  in  ghosts  ?  "

[cfnobility]

𝖈𝖋𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖘

renly baratheon. lord of storm's end. ( sean teale )

allyria dayne. lady of starfall. ned stark's bastard ( medalion rahimi )

petyr baelish. lord protector of the vale. lord of the fingers. ( santiago cabrera )

© balladtm muses

[cfnobility]

( medalion rahimi , twenty-six, demi-woman , she/they ) — ashes to ashes , will cry the bards , before they sing the song of LADY ALLYRIA . behind them fly the banners of HOUSE DAYNE of STARFALL . known throughout the land for their + VERSITILE , + ELOQUENT & - DESTRUCTIVE nature , the people are eager to see how they act in the dragon’s court under the watchful eye of the king’s guard . their name alone brings images of WILD CURLS FLOWING IN THE WIND, MAPS OF STARS AND CONSTILATIONS THAT SEEM TO REFELECT IN ONES EYES, VIOLET EYES THAT HIDE LAUGHTER AND MAGIC, THE SOUND OF A SISTERS LAUGHTER THAT HAUNTS YOUR EVERY STEP, and SHOES THAT NEVER SEEM TO FIT RIGHT NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY TO SQUEEZE INTO THEM . they are notably AGAINST the targaryen rule .

trigger warnings: parental death

Basics

name: allyria dayne

age: twenty-six

height: 5'4

hair color: brown

eye color: violet

gender: demi-woman

pronouns: she/they

starsign: sagittarius

sexuality: pansexual

home: starfall, dorne

titles: lady of storms end

loyalties: house martell

religion: the seven

Family

father: lord dayne † (assumed)

mother: lady dayne † (assumed)

siblings: albin dayne †, ashara dayne †, arthur dayne

other family: edric dayne (nephew), gerold dayne (cousin)

actual parents: ashara dayne † (birth mother), eddard stark (birth father)

Birth

allyria was born in the middle of the war, lord and lady dayne claimed the girl as their own. a gift child after losing ashara only a month before. the pregnancy hidden well, a worry that the pregnancy at their older age would be lost. instead their youngest daughter was a gift from the seven.

except that wasn't the truth. allyria was born in the middle of the war, her true parents on two different sides of the war. a secret affair that had to be hidden to protect house dayne and the girl herself.

known to only a select few, allyria's true mother and father were ashara dayne and eddard stark. ashara dying in her birthing bed, all fight gone from her when lord and lady dayne refused to give her a match to eddard. house dayne couldn't be associated so closely to house stark, especially the right hand of the attempted usurper.

when the war was over, ashara "died" with her child, eddard stark was back in the north and allyria was claimed the legitimate child of her grandparents. her mother and uncles known as her siblings and eddard stark nothing to her.

Early life

one of the most vivid memories allyria has are of a northern man. she didn't know his name or his face but sometimes she thinks she remembers his voice. her parents and oldest brother would tell her it's a traveler and arthur would never have a comment.

it was hard, being so much younger than her siblings, her nephew and cousin closer to her own age. as much as she tried to connect to her brothers it was difficult. the eldest ignoring her entire existence and the other looking pained whenever he saw them.

even then it was worth with their parents. the ghost of ashara seemed to haunt her everywhere she went. they never said it out loud but she heard the whispers, how much everyone missed her. her parents, her brothers and the people of dorne, they all spoke so highly of ashara that in their mind, there was no way allyria would ever compare to her sister.

the only thing she had that was hers, was the memory of the northen man who would visit her. stories he'd tell that she kept close to her heart. why some traveler took his time to see her she didn't know, but she felt honored, something special that was just hers. even if he stopped coming around when she was a child it was something special to her.

the odd one out allyria was often left to her own devices, a mix of trying to be perfect and trying desperately to get attention. it was a strange feeling, being so sheltered and so ignored. allyria never knew what they were getting when they spoke with their parents.

in the span of a year, allyria lost both their parents and their eldest brother. with arthur in king's landing with the kingsguard, allyria was left with the members of the castle staff and her nephew.

Now

after her parents death much of allyria's time was spent in sunspear, starfall their home yet a place that felt empty. it was easier for them to not be at home, a place where the older members of their household still looked at her as if she were an outlier.

the chance to go to king's landing allyria has jumped at. away from dorne perhaps people can see beyond her sister, beyond her siblings. she's also excited to see arthur and the chance that someone will know her northern story teller.

the war has past but she knows there's still bad blood, there's a bit of the chaos that they are excited to see, maybe they can make something happen and they can leave that shadow.

Canon-Changes

allyria is the daughter of ned stark and ashara dayne

ashara died giving birth instead of killing herself

arthur dayne is alive

Connections

someone who knows their parents are ned and ashara: arthur dayne and maybe ned's siblings know but other people who could know or have worked it out would be fun

potential betrothed or talks for it: beric dondarrion would be fun because it could be mega angst? but anything would be awesome and we could do anything

friends: from normal friends to people she's been able to tell everything to, someone who sees through her 'perfect' facade or can see that they're self destructing.

anything

[cfnobility]

Medalion Rahimi as Princess Isabella in Still Star-Crossed || Costume Appreciation (1/?)

[cfnobility]

asoiaf houses — HOUSE DAYNE is a noble house from Starfall in Dorne. They are among the principal houses sworn to House Martell.The Sword of the Morning is a title given to a Dayne knight who is considered worthy of wielding the greatsword Dawn, a blade said to be created from the heart of falling star. Their blazon is a white sword and a falling star, crossing on a lavender background. A cadet branch of the family are the Daynes of High Hermitage.

[cfnobility]

( sean teale , 30 , cis-male , he/him ) — ashes to ashes , will cry the bards , before they sing the song of LORD RENLY . behind them fly the banners of HOUSE BARATHEON of STORM'S END . known throughout the land for their JOVIIAL, ADMIRABLE & FRIVOLOUS nature , the people are eager to see how they act in the dragon’s court under the watchful eye of the king’s guard . their name alone brings images of MOCKING WORDS WITH LYRICAL VOICES, SHADOWS THAT TOWER OVER OTHERS, LAUGHING EYES AND RAGE HIDDEN UNDER SMILES . they are notably AGAINST the targaryen rule .

trigger warnings: minor homophobia

Basics

name: renly baratheon

age: thirty

height: 6'4

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

gender: cis-man

pronouns: he/him

starsign: virgo

sexuality: homosexual

home: storm's end, the stormlands

titles: lord of storms end

loyalties: house baratheon

religion: the seven

Family

father: lord steffon baratheon †

mother: lady cassandra baratheon nee estermont †

siblings: robert baratheon †, stannis baratheon

other family: uncle to children of robert baratheon and stannis baratheon

Early Life

the only parents renly ever knew were steffon and cassandra baratheon. even the people of storm's end would say the same. he was born to be their child. his birthmother a maid of lady cassandra's with a lover she'd never name. when he was born his birthmother traded her life for his. it was unfortunate that they were parents renly never got to know.

he was raised by maids, maesters and his elder brother stannis. a young boy full of life, happy to play and pretend he was a wizard, a dragon and anything else he could be. whatever made him happy he'd do it.

he was only 6 when the siege of storm's end came but he remembers being pulled away from windows when he looked out, being scolded when he would whine about being hungry or wanting to play outside. now he knew how much the people of storm's end did for him, how much stannis did for him.

the war was over and to renly not much changed, he had food, stannis wasn't as angry. robert still wasn't around, but now there were looks. people didn't look at them the same as they had before. it didn't bother him, renly liked being looked at. he liked attention.

as he grew up he understood why people looked at him the way they did. robert had led them into a war they lost, people died for his brothers pride. and to many of them renly was a mirror of the boy his eldest brother used to be. loud and large renly went out of his way to make sure people knew he wasn't robert. anytime he was around his eldest brother the man was good enough at making sure everyone knew they were different.

renly was a capable fighter, he was strong and brave like the baratheons were supposed to be. but for robert he was never enough, he was too soft, too invested in his looks and not interested in women enough. where stannis was at times hard to get along with robert was impossible to get along with. robert was the one who would tell him he wasn't a baratheon. he was the one who renly gave up trying to impress.

Now

after his brothers death renly hated that he was upset. he knows who his brother was, he knows robert probably hated him but he was still his brother. seeing everyone happy and cheering for his brothers death has left a bad taste in his mouth.

renly has no particular interest in the crown and who wears it. he's more interested in the attention that comes with titles, the respect he feels he's never gotten. his brother and nephew can fight over storm's end all they want. renly is hap

there is a part of him that's worried about getting close to people, his birth mother died giving birth, his parents died when he was an infant after naming him their son, and a week after he left visiting robert he died.

people are still excited about his brother finally dying, but they see him and again they see robert. he hates it, he hates how they look at him, how they look at his family. renly's not been an angry man, but when he's in kings landing he can't help it.

Canon-Changes

renly was adopted by steffon and cassandra baratheon when he was a baby

his sexuality isn't a secret, he's gay and basically everyone knows it, he used to pretend to robert but that didn't last long he was really bad at pretending.

more to be updated

Connections

former betrothal: a woman he was betrothed to and basically the reason he eventually came out. they can be good friends now or not? all up to player

friends: he's good at charming people, he likes attention and being liked. but i'd love for him to have actual friends that are more than just him charming people and being nice to them.

enemies/doesn't get along with: he's a pain in the ass too like he'll make fun of people just because it's funny to him. he can be the worst person sometimes just because he finds it funny. and the fact that he's roberts brother and all that, dislike him on principal.

lovers/neutral people/anything

[cfnobility]

( santiago cabrera , 45 , cis-male , he/him ) — ashes to ashes , will cry the bards , before they sing the song of LORD PETYR . behind them fly the banners of HOUSE BAELISH of THE FINGERS . known throughout the land for their CHARISMATIC , PERSUASIVE & CONNIVING nature , the people are eager to see how they act in the dragon’s court under the watchful eye of the king’s guard . their name alone brings images of A DAGGER DUG INTO THE CORNER OF A TABLE, THE SOUND OF LAUGHTER IN THE NIGHT, A BURNING DESIRE FOR MORE and QUCK TONGUES WITH QUICKER MINDS . they are notably NEUTRAL TO the targaryen rule .

Basics

name: petyr baelish

age: forty-five

height: 62

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

gender: cis-man

pronouns: he/him

starsign: scorpio

sexuality: bisexual

home: the eyrie, the vale

titles: lord protector of the vale, lord of house baelish

loyalties: himself

religion: the seven

distinguishing markings: a dozen scars across his arms and chest from a battle with brandon stark

Family

father: lord baelish †

mother: lady baelish †

Early Life

with a father who saw him as a pawn, a tool for trade and a mother who would say nothing against him petyr grew up with words of greatness on his shoulders. words that he took to heart, because as long as he worked for it his father was happy. he was going to be whatever he had to, to make his father happy. to be more than the petty lord of the fingers.

living with the tully's was a dream, he was in an important place, he had friends, he was going to be someone because of the tully's. even when he was mocked by the first person he called a friend, he was okay. because he was going to be something. he'd change from the small awkward boy edmure called 'littlefinger' and he'd be a great man.

once catelyn tully realized she loved him back he'd especially be more. he knew lysa loved him and he did sometimes use that, but it was all for the greater good. petyr was doing what he had to make his future better, the ends would always justify the means.

he did everything he could to make the tully's happy, when they said jump he jumped while asking how high. it was part of being great, it was part of what he felt he had to do. petyr would do anything for more.

petyr tried often to be a good person but every time there was something that twisted inside of him. he'd confessed his love to catelyn tully and she laughed in his face, lysa used him to make herself happy, and edmure called him names. he loved the tully siblings in each their own way but he hated them at the same time.

as much as he loved riverrun he loved nothing more than catelyn tully, once her betrothal to brandon was announced he challenged him for her hand. petyr was badly beaten, humiliated and sent back to the fingers.

while he recovered he decided one thing, he would never be humiliated like that again. he didn't need to be a doormat for anyone, he was going to be great on his own. he would make that happen.

he started training, he started making deals, essos, westeros, he did whatever he had to do. he'd never be that weak little boy again, he refused to be. he would do better and be more.

Now

petyr made his riches, the war becoming increasingly profitable for him. he mostly stayed out of battles, here and there fighting but it was better focusing on the others on the battlefield. men and women alike needed companionship and he made that happen.

finding lysa tully, now lysa arryn again was a stroke of luck. she was just as easily manipulated as before, except this time he had the power to actually do something about it. he was placed in charge of gulltown and as time passed more plans were made.

now petyr owns the vale, he's lord protector and as time grows he'll fully own it. he cares for robert arryn of course but he's willing to do whatever it takes to be the man he knows he's supposed to be.

tensions are growing in the capital and there's no where else he'd rather be. it's all a chance for him to climb the ladder and find more for himself. he desperately wants to be on the council and wants to know more about what's happening in the realm. because he needs to know everything.

Canon-Changes

not the master of coin but he's still good with money and owns brothels in king's landing and probably some other places.

petyr learned to fight after the battle with brandon, he's not a battle lover but he knows how to fight and win.

more to be updated

Connections

enemies: people who hate him! he's hot, and he can fight but he's still a little snake and he does things that obviously are bad. like he's a bad guy. he really just cares about himself.

petyr is "with" lysa but not like with her or loyal so like... give the drama. maybe he is actually in love with lysa here but he's still a shit person so he's open to "romance"

anything at all!!!

[cfnobility]

[cfnobility]

asoiaf houses — HOUSE BARATHEON is one of the Great Houses of Westeros, and is the principal house in the stormlands, which they rule as Lords Paramount of the Stormlands. Their seat, Storm's End, is an ancient castle raised by the Storm Kings from the now-extinct House Durrandon. The Baratheon sigil is a crowned black stag on a field of gold. Members of the family tend to be tall and powerfully built, with black hair and blue eyes, as well as strong, square jawlines. They are known for their mercurial tempers, and their words are "Ours is the Fury".

[cfnobility]

SEAN TEALE as DARIO Rosaline (2022) dir. Karen Maine