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𝚁𝙾𝚈𝙲𝙴  ,  𝙹𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙼𝚈𝙽  .

During the first six months that Jessamyn had been in King’s Landing, she had not sought to look for a godswood in the Red Keep. It had been easier to believe that Queen Daenerys destroyed it when she destroyed King’s Landing in her first fabled bought of madness. Surprise had greeted her when she had stumbled upon the acre of woodland, and Blackwater Rush beyond. It quickly became a refuge for them, a place where peace reigned supreme, where the laws of man held no sway and never would.

It is this refuge that Jessamyn seeks, even if only to catch their breath. To kneel before great oak that served as the heart tree and pray. Though perhaps vain to hope so, still they prayed that the old gods might turn their eyes to southern Westeros. The sound of footsteps breaks her from her reverie, and without turning to see who it is, she plainly states, “Some days it’s hard to believe this place withstood the fury of a dragon. Tell me, is it vain to believe the old gods willed it so? That they may be taking in interest in southern Westeros at long last?”

                𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴  .   “    apologies  ,  my  lady    ---    i  did  not  mean  to  disturb  you  . . .    “    her  voice  is  proper  ,  yet  cold  . . .  she  had  not  expected  company  here  . . .  of  all  places  .  she  gestures  for  her  maid  to  stay  back ,  as  she  lowers  herself  onto  a  rock  ,  facing  the  direction  of  the  lady  :  if  you  could  call  it  that  . . .    “   well  ,  it  was  southern  westeros  that  traded  them  in  for  the  seven  ---    ”    she  has  no  patience  today  for  a  discourse  in  faith    ---    or  daft  little  hopes  for  the  south  ,   ice  blue  gaze  shifts  towards  the  makeshift  heart  tree  .  “    have  you  always  kept  faith  with  the  old  gods  ,  my  lady  ?   ---   the  godswood  is  usually  a  quiet  place  .    “ 

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𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙾𝙽  ,  𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽  .

nothing clears his head better than time spent in the courtyard with a spear in his hand. god’s kiss, the spear he’s been using since he was twenty-one years old, feels like a mere extension of himself at this point. the valyrian steel head glints in the sun as he moves with an ease that he’d mastered years and years ago, spear gliding through the air in slow, deliberate motions. he lets his mind drift away, not thinking much at all about the complete nonsense that was going on in the southern kingdom’s capital, of all the fingers getting pointed in multiple directions. none of it concerned him. he’s unsure how long he stays like that, going through slow motions first, before all out attacking the target dummy in front of him in deliberate strokes. he doesn’t stop until there’s sweat pricking at his skin and he notes that he’s no longer as alone as he had been before. he swings his spear upwards to rest across his shoulder. “i was going to take rest for a moment, but you’re welcome to join me afterwards.”

          𝙷𝙴  𝙷𝙰𝚂  𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽  𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶  .    he  has  seen  his  fair  share  of  spearmen ,  but  none  so  enrapturing  as  this  man  ---  it  is  not  as  if  he ‘ s  practicing  for  a  fight ,  as  much  as  for  a  dance  .  one  between  man  ,  and  spear  ---  he  does  not  know  this  man  ,    but  he  wants  to  :   he  is  about  to  approach  him  ,  when  the  man  notices  him  back  ---    “    𝚢𝚎𝚜  ,  𝚊  𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝  !    ---    i  could  use  one  ,  as  well  . . .    “  he  rubs  the  back  of  his  neck  .  “  i  know  of  an  inn  nearby  ---  just outside  the  keep  .    ”  he  speaks  to  the  man  as  if  they  have  known  eachother  for  a  lifetime  ,  not  mere  seconds  ago  ---  but  he  has  no  reason  to  distrust  someone  practicing  within  the  keep  ,  does  he  ?  “    they  serve  good  chilled  mead  there  ---  for  the  south  at  least  ---    “  he  jests  ,  all  in  good  humour  .  “    i  will  buy  you  your  fill  of  it  if  you  can  teach  me  how  to  wield  a  spear  like  that  ,  my  good  man  .   ”

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but we are women, and we do what we must do. ( to astra from celeste )

                               𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳  𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙴  .  it  burns  quietly  behind  ice  blue  eyes  ,  as  it  has  for  many  years  :  this  is  not  a  world  that  favors  women  ,  and  she  understands  what  lady  sunglass  is  saying  ---  we  do  what  must  :  to  survive  .    it  is  the  universal  experience ,  a  common  understanding  between  their  kind  :  royal ,  noble ,  or  servant  ---   you  do  what  you  must  .  she  wonders  if  men  feel  like  this  ,  and  it  makes  her  want  to  laugh    ---   it  also  makes  her  want  to  hit  someone    . . .    it  doesn ‘ t  have  to  be  like  this  ,  things  can  change  .  she  can  help  change  them  .    “    but  ,  must  we  ,  my  lady  ?    ----    i  only  mean  ,  should  we  have  to  ?    ”  

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𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴   𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂   𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

these are taken from the starz show with the same title, triggers may be present, proceed with caution, feel free to adjust any you that you deem necessary.

promises are always made, and they are always broken. always.

all my life i have been good. i have been biddable.

you have the look of our mother/father. that doesn’t please you?

i loved her/him/them very much, but i didn’t always like her/him/them.

i hated her/his/their ambition. what it did to us. nothing else mattered but power.

i wonder how you walk in a straight line, your wits are so dismally few.

all this time, i thought you were the petite fleur tremblante.

there’s a symmetry to it, don’t you think?

she/he killed the rightful queen/king, and put me on the throne.

how do you sleep? how are you not bowed down with shame?

how do you not howl with the grief of what you have done?

was this always your plan?

when have i ever had a plan?

i will not be commanded by him/her/them.

his/her/their power, ten times greater in the ballads they sing.

i have never joined you for the hunt or any other blood sport, and i will not start with this.

men are weak, swayed by beauty. women must be stronger.

i am tired of being a trembling flower and hoping it might make them feel their conscience.

but we are women, and we do what we must do.

do you love him/her/them?

what do you see? an innocent?

but he is here to kill your kin and rob [optioanl:place] of what was never his!

if you will not do it for your king/queen, then do it for me!

aren’t you happy about the betrothal?

a betrothal means a marriage, and this marriage means war.

how can i be happy about that?

you cannot be surprised that she/he/they would say that.

it is not simply that she says it. she believes it in her heart.

i’ve never loved anyone else.

but this…did i love you without ever knowing who you truly were?

but there is fear in your eyes.

how will you explain all that blood on your hands?

it is not murder if it is god’s will.

i have no power anymore. i have these four walls and your [optional:family] and that is all.

can you say you have never felt that?

you may disbelieve it if you choose, but you are all i have now.

have a care. he’s/she’s/their just a child!

in twilight years, might we not venture to cherish something for ourselves?

how can i prove that i am with you except to ask you not to die?

i kept my promise and now you will keep yours.

what have they done to us? we are their creatures.

i feel as if I’ve aged a thousand years.

do you feel any different?

he spent his life in brothels and cowsheds. what would he know of politics?

i think they like the war between them.

guard your heart, my [optional:name]. the child is not your own. he/she belongs to the throne.

what does he/she/they do to inspire such loyalty?

i have no love of war, but i do not like your king/queen.

i don’t think i should like to be queen/king, the clothes are all too ugly.

everywhere i look around me, nobles conspire against me.

they smile into my face and then behind me draw their knives.

if only we could work together, we could be a king/queen for [optional:place].

you make it look so easy. you know just what to do to make them love you.

you reap what you sow, [optional:name].

you rule with fear, and you will only get dissent and hatred in return.

i’d rather choose the side i’m afraid of.

your moves are far too obvious.

blessed are the merciful, for they shall be shown mercy.

unless you plan to hold me down, i shall do it anyway.

we must learn to change, or die.

your smile is almost convincing.

does it bring you the joy you hoped it would?

and that is want you want for me, even now?

it’s intended as a show of strength.

i will walk through my sorrow and i will smile through my pain.

can’t you kill them both? put a sickness on them so they die in awful pain?

i know my curses, but perhaps they’re just wishful thinking.

perhaps i just take good luck and call it magic.

my powers cannot be very strong if we find ourselves as we are now.

all i have wanted, all my life, is to marry a man/woman for love.

i’m sick to death of being cooped up here.

perhaps she knows a chaperone is pointless in your case.

a royal wedding is a business agreement.

i thought we would have longer.

i want to stay and fight.

this is yours now, [optional:name]. your kingdom. your throne.

burn them. and ban the snow from falling. i will have nothing white in [optional:place].

i have dreamed of this my entire life.

so this is how he treats the woman/man he expects to make his queen/king.

perhaps the worst is yet to come.

no one must know what has passed between the two of you.

who would’ve thought, to find us here like this?

we are [optional:surname], [optional:name]. we do not quake in fear.

with you, he/she/they joins the houses.

you knew you would marry whichever one of them won.

it is divine to suffer.

we never planned much after the battle.

you should show more loyalty to your [optional:familyrelation].

we continue to be at odds with another and i regret it.

you will be the peace that ends the war.

who gave the order?

hidden and patient. that will be my motto.

my life is gone in any case.

you’re not afraid? i approach you with a dagger and you do not even flinch.

i thought this was to win their hearts, not threaten them with bloodshed.

there is none to come against you now.

you grant them greater power if you fear them.

i will not have them thinking i’m afraid.

will you at least write to me while you’re gone?

i hope this trip will give us time to know one another, again.

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☠️ + 👀 for ned !

☠️ - does your muse fear death ?

𝐈𝐍  𝐀  𝐖𝐀𝐘  . . .  i  think  yes  ,  but  also  ---  not  really  .  like  ,  he  loves  life  :  he  loves  being  alive  :  he  loves  the  perks  that  come  with  being  alive  :  be  it  food  ,  booze  ,  or  sex  ---  so  does  he  want  to  die  ?  absolutely  not  . . .  but  ,  if  he  found  something  ,  or  someone  to  believe  in  ,  he  would  live  by  it  and  he  would  die  by  it  ,  and  i  don ‘ t  think  he  really  would  think  twice  about  it  .  

👀 - is your muse prone to jealousy ?

𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒  . . .  he ‘ s  not  one  to  get  jealous  of  trivial  things  like  the  horse  someone  else  is  riding ,  or  if  someone  else ‘ s  doublet  is  finer  than  his  ---  but  when  it  comes  to  affairs  of  the  heart  ,  i  think  he  can  become  somewhat  jealous  ---  because  in  his  tiny  pea  brain  ,  it  makes  perfect  sense  that  he  can  whore  around  ,  and  his  conquests  stay  faithful  to  him  .

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👁‍🗨 + ❌ for damla !

👁‍🗨 - what is a secret that your muse hasn ’ t told or is hiding ?

𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊  𝐈𝐅  𝐈  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖  . . .  this  girl  keeps  secrets  for  fun  ,  almost  like  it ‘ s  a  weaponry  collection  .  currency  .  long  story  short ,  she  has  way  too  many  :  and  they  range  from  who  stole  whose  lemoncake ,  to  who  was  overheard  plotting  to  poison  whom  .

❌ - what would cause your muse to be petty or say something hurtful ?

𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .  but  ,  basically  she  has  to  reach  a  certain  level  of  feeling  hurt  ,  betrayed  ,  or  threatened  for  her  to  bring  out  her  thorns  ---  but  once  they  come  out  ,  they  are  hard  to  pull  back  in  .  

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🏹 + 🎭 for astrid !

🏹 - would your muse ever kill and why ?

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘  ,  not  trying  to  be  all  gaslight ,  gatekeep ,  girlboss  ---  but  i  think  she ‘ s  the  only  one  of  my  characters  who  would  actually  kill  . . .  like  ,  damla  might  . . .   push  for  things  to  happen  ,  but  astrid  would  make  them  happen  herself if  you  know  what  i  mean  ---  why ?  because  she  thinks  that  if  you  want  a  job  well  done  ,  you  should  do  it  yourself  ---  as  to  motive  ,  she ‘ s  lowkey  a  little  unhinged  :  today  it  might  be  because  you ‘ re  standing  in  the  way  of  her  vision  of  a  greater  north  ---  and  two  months  from  now  it  might  be  because  you ‘ re  just  literally  in  the  way  .

🎭 - does your muse try really hard to compensate for something ?

𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  . . .  she  does  try  really  hard  at  everything  ,  but  it ‘ s  not  to  compensate  for  anything  ---  she  does  it  for  herself  ,  because  she  views  herself  as  her  best  weapon  ,  and  so  she  must  be  perfectly  honed  and  sharpened  .

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Questions For My Muse(s)

Introspection

👁‍🗨 - what is a secret that your muse hasn’t told or is hiding

💬 - for my muse to directly say a secret or confession

⚪ - what are small things that mean something to your muse

🔴 - what are bigger gestures that are important to your muse

👌 - what are some of your muses quirks?

💦 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re shy or nervous

💢 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re angry or sad

🙌 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re extremely happy

🤞 - what’s the most impulsive thing you can picture your muse doing

☠️ - does your muse fear death?

👻 - recall one or more times your muse has been the most scared or fearful

😠 - what is something or someone your muse has ever hated or hates

🏹 - would your muse ever kill and why

💢 - what would cause your muse to be annoyed

👍 - what are your muse’s good traits?

Flaws

👀 - is your muse prone to jealousy?

🖤 - can your muse be selfish?

❓ - can your muse be indecisive?

🙈 - can your muse be blindly loyal?

❌ - what would cause your muse to be petty or say something hurtful

🙊 - has your muse ever put their foot in their mouth?

💥 - is your muse reckless? or too cautious and paranoid?

🔷️ - is your muse good or bad at lying?

🤔 - is your muse cynical? naïve?

✋ - can your muse be rude or unfriendly?

🤝 - is your muse a people pleaser?

😔 - is your muse insecure?

🎭 - does your muse try really hard to compensate for something?

🤜 - is your muse overprotective? in-between? or not protective/concerned enough?

⬛ - what are some bad traits your muse might have?

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*     ──     in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  astrid  bolton ,  the  twenty  four  year  old  lady  of  the  dreadfort  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  stark  and  they  are  against  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  couth  +  ingenious  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  domineering  +  manipulative  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  a  sharp  blade  hidden  underneath  sleeves  of  fine  silks ,  duplicitous  words  of  poison  and  honey  falling  from  sweet  lips ,  a  gaze  that  could  turn  men  into  stone  .

hey  again  bes - teez  !  i ‘ m  back ,  back  again  with  yet  another  new  character  ---  northern  annoyance  :  lady  astrid  bolton  !

STATISTICS :

full  name.  astrid  bolton .

aliases  /  nicknames.  none .

titles.  lady  of  the  dreadfort .

age.  twenty four .

gender  /  orientation.  cis  female   /   bisexual  +  biromantic .

birthplace. the  dreadfort ,  the  north .

father.  ruling  lord  bolton .

mother.  ruling  lady  bolton .

sibling  (  s  ).  lord  yule  bolton  ( deceased ) ,  ser  isveig  bolton ,  lord  bolton .

relationship  status. single .

children.  none .

extended.  velaryon  family .

hair  color.  blonde .

eye  color.  ice  blue .

height.  5 ‘ 8 “  /  175 cm .

scars.  none .

habits.  tucking  her  hair  behind  her  ear  when  nervous  ,   the  corners  of  her  mouth  turn  upwards  --  almost  smiling  --  whenever  she  lies  .  

similar  characters.  bree  van  de  kamp  ( desperate  housewives ) ,  hermione  granger  ( harry  potter ) ,  miranda  priestly  ( the  devil  wears  prada ) ,  nancy  wheeler  ( stranger  things ) ,  violet  crawley  ( downton  abbey ) ,  sansa  stark  ( asoiaf ) ,  olenna  tyrell  ( asoiaf ) ,  lisa  simpson  ( the  simpsons ) 

BIOGRAPHY :

one .  a  true  descendant  of  the  red  kings  of  old ,  astrid  was  not  brought  into  this  world  easily  .  she  kicked  and  she  screamed  .  she  was  born  in  the  middle  of  heavy  summer  snow  ,  the  third  child  of  lord  and  lady  bolton  of  the  dreadfort  .

two .  it  has  always  been  there  :  a  skewed  sense  of  importance .  she  has  always  believed  that  she  came  into  this  world  with  a  part  to  play  :  with  a  purpose .

three .  and  so ,  this  seeps  into  her  life  :  from  an  early  age  ,  she  surrounds  herself  with  a  maester  ,  and  a  septa  .  she  studies  ,  and  she  learns  everything  she  can  .  she  strives  for  perfect ,  and  does  not  accept  anything  less  than .

four .  she  grows  into  everything  a  lady  should  be  :  beautiful  ,  and  refined  .  however  ,  there  is  more  to  her  than  what  they  all  see  :  there ‘ s  a  bite  to  her .  a  sharpness  ,  something  cold  and  calculating  lurking  behind  sweet  blue  eyes  .

five .  she  is  convinced  that  she  can  do  it  :  make  the  north  a  better  place  ,  for  nobles  and  smallfolk  alike  ---  a  leader  ,  and  once  the  world  sees  they  shall  follow  their  steps  into  a  brighter  age  --  and  it  will  all  be  thanks  to  her  .

six .  but  as  it  stands  ,  she  is  just  a  lady  of  the  dreadfort  ---  not  taken  seriously  even  by  her  own  family  ,  so  she  needs  a  plan  :  join  the  small  council  ,  and  eventually  become  hand  of  the  king  ---  or  ,  perhaps  follow  other  routes  .

tldr .  nerdy  northern  girl  thinks  she ‘ s  the  chosen  one ,  and  has  not  really  been  put  in  her  place  by  anyone  .  will  do  everything  in  her  power  to  do  what  she  wants .

WANTED  CONNECTIONS :

coming  soon  !

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*     ──     in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  edmund  tully,  the  twenty  seven  year  old  lord  of  riverrun .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  tully  and  they  are  neutral  to  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  affable  +  diverting  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  naive  +  nonchalant  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  locks  of  famed  tully  red  hair   flowing  in  the  wind  ,  laughter  flowing  as  easily  as  water  ,  a  small  silver  trout  hanging  from  pale  neck . 

hey  again  bes - teez  !  i ‘ m  back ,  back  again  with  a  new  character  ---  himbo  extraordinaire  :  edmund  “ ned “  tully  ! 

STATISTICS :

full  name.  edmund  brynden  tully .

aliases  /  nicknames.  ned ,  bryn  ( family ) ,  the  river  knight .

titles.  lord  of  riverrun ,  knight  of  the  seven .

age.  twenty seven .

gender  /  orientation.  cis  male   /   bisexual  +  biromantic .

birthplace.  riverrun ,  the  riverlands .

father.  lord  edmynd  tully  ( deceased ) .

mother.  lady  haylise  tully  ( deceased ) .

sibling  (  s  ).  ruling  lord  tully ,  lady  grayce  tully . 

relationship  status.  single .

children.  none .

extended.  amerei  tully  (  neé  baratheon  )  ,  cadet  branches  of  house  tully .

hair  color.  tully  red .

eye  color.  hazel .

height.  6 ‘ 0 “  /  182 cm .

scars.  rough  hands ,  a  scattering  of  small  -  to  -  medium  sized  scars  all  throughout  thanks  to  training ,  and  subsequent  knighthood

habits.  pacing  when  anxious .

similar  characters.  vincent  chase  (  entourage  ) ,  simba  (  the  lion  king  ) ,  romeo  montague  (  romeo  &  juliet  ) ,  robb  stark  (  asoiaf  ) ,  joey  tribbiani  (  friends  ) ,  nate  archibald  (  gossip  girl  )

BIOGRAPHY :

one .  it  was  during  a  particularly  warm  night ,  sometime  during  the  last  long  summer  that  lord  edmund  tully  was  brought  into  the  world  :  nothing  but  a  squealing babe  ,  born  the  third ,  and  youngest  child  of  lord  edmynd  tully  ,  and  his  lady  wife  .  

two .  youngest  children ,  boys ,  especially  are  usually  a  mother ‘ s  favorite  .  and  how  could  he  not  be  ?  a  mop  of  red  hair ,  and  rosy  cheeks  ---  hazel  eyes  alight  with  mischief  as  he  runs  wild  throughout  the  halls  and  gardens  of  riverrun  .  with  a  maester  ,  and  septon  chasing  after  him  .  

three .  and  though ,  childhood  ends  with  the  changing  of  the  seasons  ---  summer  fades ,  and  winter  comes  .  but  the  very  essence  of  the  youngest  of  the  tullys  remains  the  same  :  sanguine  :  easy ,  careless  ---  free .

four .  he  was  never  one  for  theoretical  learning  :  westerosi  history ,  and  droning  lessons  from  an  old  maester  lay  often  forgotten  in  some  often  unused  nook  of  his  brain  . . .  he  was  always   better  with  practical .  an  excellent  swordsman ,  and  a  proficient  marksman  at  ten  ,  he  soon  catches  the  attention  of  knights  searching  for  squires  .

five .  he  follows  the  path  to  knighthood ,  and  becomes  a  renowned  one  throughout  the  seven  kingdoms .  gallant ,  and  handsome  ,  and  noble  ---  some  say  that  if  he  had  been  born  during  the  age  of  heroes  ,  songs  written  about  him  would  still  be  sung  today  .  

six .  but  that  is  all  surface  value  ;  if  one  were  to  look  closer  one  would  see  a  careless  fool  .  family ,  duty ,  honor  .  the  famous  tully  words  long  forgotten  along  with  his  childhood  lessons  .  traded  in  exchange  for  an  overindulgence  in  all  fine  things  :  clothes  ,  food  ,  drink  ,  and  companions  .

tldr .    youngest  ,  overspoiled  child  --  and  then  ,  mommy  died  when  he  was  way  too  young ,  and  he  lacked  parental  instruction  .  therefore  ,  even  though  lil  ned  is  all  grown  up  now  ,  he ‘ s  still  an  irresponsible  man  who  enjoys  long  walks  along  the  river ,  and  a  good  fuck  with  anyone  who ‘ s  willing  ---  and  who ,  will  in  fact ,  fuck  up  big  time  somehow  .

WANTED  CONNECTIONS :

FOSTER  FAMILY  :  i  think  that  lord  edmynd  would  have  sent  his  youngest  to  foster  somewhere  else  ,  as  a  way  to  establish  a  better  relationship with  this  house .  (  open  to  any  house  :  0 / 1  )

MENTOR  :  this  person  is  probably  the  person  who  has  had  the  biggest  influence  on  ned  throughout  his  life  :  he  squired  for  this  person  from  a  young  age  ,  and  trained  alongside  them  .  it  was  thanks  to  them  that  he  became  a  knight  .  (  open  to  any  knight  :  0 / 1  )

ROMANCES  :  let ‘ s  face  it  :  the  boy  fucks  .  and  ,  honestly ,  i  would  think  he ‘ d  be  rather  good  at  it  .  this  is  an  open  connection  to  anyone  who  wants  it  :  can  be  a  past  thing  ,  current  hook  ups  ,  future  hook  ups  . . .  let ‘ s  talk  (  open  to  m / f / nb  :  0 / ?  )

FRIENDS  :  he ‘ s  a  very  easy  going  person ,  which  is  why  i  would  think  that  he ‘ d  be  generally  well  liked  within  his  social  circle  .  give  him  drinking  buddies ,  and  normal  buddies .  people  who  go  along  with  his  stupidity ,  and  people  who  call  him  out  on  it  (  open  to  m / f / nb  :  0 / ?  )

POSSIBLE  BETROTHED  :  it ‘ s  important  to  house  tully  to  maintain  good  relationships  with  other  noble  houses ,  which  is  why  i  think  that  ned ‘ s  older  brother  ,  ruling  lord  tully ,  would  like  to  see  him  settled  down  and  be  of  some  good  use  to  riverrun  .   (  maybe  ,  we  can  discuss  this  .  )

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MEGARA Susan Egan | Hercules (1997)

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THE SPANISH PRINCESS Henry VIII

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