#-mellara bracken

[anogaraegion]

Lady Mellara Bracken, eldest daughter of Lord Amos Bracken and his lady wife. The fierce daughter who should have been born a son. The bane of septons and the bane of Blackwoods.

Artwork by carrieillustrated on Instagram.

[moseslikellamas]

♱𖣂 Redfork Menace ♱𖣂 pt.29

Benjicot Blackwood x Bracken!OC

Summary - Shanda reckons with her actions

Warnings - fem!reader, suspense, adult language, period typical misogyny, condescension, adult language, feelings of shame, feelings of guilt, manipulation, benjicot brainrot, Kieran Burton fancast.

Word count - 2.5k

Annoyed I have work but hopefully posting the end of it all tonight after!!

Shanda and Benjicot finally managed to pull themselves from the bed before dinner. Only because Alysanne had busted in so hard the door slammed against the wall, waking them. But they were up nonetheless. Shanda quickly threw her hair into a long braid and changed into a pale purple dress. Then they were off, walking at a breakneck pace behind Alysanne who was unusually cheery even for her. Shanda left it alone though and soon they were in a smaller dining room, an intimate set up waiting for them.

The rest of the guests were already seated, it seemed they were the last to rise from their prolonged slumber. Shanda waved at lady Darla, who so far she had not heard utter a single word as far as she could recall. Darla waved back and gave her a timid smile. Once seated, Shanda reached for the flagon of wine and poured herself a glass. She would need it. She had a distinct feeling Alysanne was up to something. Her thoughts were all but confirmed by the suspicious glances Benjicot kept throwing towards his aunt.

“Sorry weren’t late.” Shanda said, joining in the table conversation which had been on the sweltering heat that pervaded the riverlands as of late.

“Don’t apologize.” Marcelle said from across the table and Shanda gave her a soft smile.

“Since we’re all here, I spoke to Mellara.” Bellena cut in, sounding bitter.

“And what did she say?” Martyn asked, looking exasperated.

Shanda didn’t think it was possible for Bellena’s face to twist further but her expression grew more sour at Martyn’s question. She fiddled with the rim of her wine cup before answering.

“Oh she saw something alright, mouthy cunt. She’ll testify but I almost wish she wouldn’t.”

“Oh don’t be a baby, Bellena. It’s for their mother for the gods sake.” Rebecken said, throwing a stink eye at Bellena who was gripping her fork in a dangerous manner. Shanda saw Harry Fisher discreetly scoot away from her apparently thinking the same thing.

“This is me being mature, you absolute sack of dung!”

“Alright you whiny lot of babes, shut it!” Alysanne stood at the head of the table, holding a rather large crossbow. “I have it on good authority that Joth is going to ask for a trial by combat. Shanda and Martyn will need to choose a champion.”

They all looked at each other, tension palpable in the room. To everyone that is besides Benjicot who was seconds away from outright whooping. Shanda seethed in frustration beside him. Her mother was dead and her idiot husband was so eager to join him in the grave.

“No.” Came Martyn voice over the chatter of discussion. “He’ll ask for a trial of the seven. He doesn’t want someone to fight for him and it will give him the opportunity to have his name cleared if he wins.”

Now Shanda was on her feet, outrage written across her face. She could see it written in the set of his jaw, as plain as the sun rises, Martyn would be one of the seven if that happened.

“No, no, no! By the gods are you all so eager to die?” She exploded, throwing her wine glass to the floor and ignoring the crunch of glass. “Our mother is dead but you will live to old age.” She felt the wrath of a thousand people well up inside of her. She would chain him in the dungeons if that’s what it took. The rest of the people in that room ceased to exist to her as her vision tunneled in on her brother. Whose face was still set in stubborn determination.

“We don’t have a choice. If he asks for a trial of the seven, we must have seven. Who else do you think will stand up there?” Martyn asked, his eyes half glazed with agony as he looked at her.

“You’re not even good with a sword.” She snarled, heavy wet tears begin to roll down her cheeks in anger and fear.

“Good enough to hold it up and that’s enough.”

“There’s no cause for the sev-“ Alysanne tried to interject but Shanda was beyond listening.

She tore out of the room then in a frenzy, unable to stand a second longer looking at a living corpse. The pale shadow of death hanging over everyone in that room made it hard to breathe. Her vision was blurry with tears as she ran down the hall with haste, hoping to find a door outside. The further she ran, the deeper she ended up inside of Riverrun which stretched on forever.

At last she collapsed into some coat closet, hiding beneath the layers of clothes. Then she sobbed until she could not breathe and had to pull herself out from under the pile of fabric. Her thoughts were spiraling and she was trying to no avail to calm herself. There was no guarantee Joth would ask for a trial of the seven. She wasn’t aware of the Pipers being particularly pious people. It seemed more likely he would ask for a trial by combat and represent himself. That she could handle, Benjicot would beat out Martyn in a one on one, jockeying for position. While still not ideal she knew Benjicot was exceptionally good with a sword. Much better than her brother who still sometimes struggled to pull it from its scabbard. She sat in the darkness and stillness, hearing only her own ragged breathing. She sent up a prayer to any and every god, even those across the narrow sea. She prayed and prayed until she could think of nothing else to ask for.

***

The dawn air was crisp and cool as Shanda stood half dressed in front of her open window. She was admiring the way the morning light was just beginning to make its way through the leaves in the trees. The birds were deafening in their chorus of song. There was a gentle breeze blowing that made her feel weightless. She wished to be a dew drop on a blade of grass. Or one the falling leaves flying through the air before gently resting on the surface of the water. Then she would know peace. She closed her eyes and could almost imagine she was young again. When she had been less burdened with heavy thoughts. She wanted that rush of fire, that zest of youth to find her. She wanted her heart to burn brighter than her mind again.

Eyes open, a profound sense of loss and melancholy settled back over her. The tinge of happy nostalgia stained by years of change. She wiped a stream of tears away unsure of when they began to fall. Just as quickly as it came, the orange and pink light of dawn is gone. Replaced by the pale, blinding white light of day. She closed the window then she turned hands wrapped in her hair and walked to her wardrobe. She grabbed a dark green dress that reminded her of the plants under the river water. She wished to be a stone on the bed of sand, water washing over her forever. She thought, ironically, of the story of the pinkmaiden. The river water and stars came together to create a woman. Maybe a god would unmake her, she was okay with all of her going to the river. But she would understand if some had to be given back to the sky.

She pulled the laces on her dress tightly, feeling like they were ropes of duty weighing her down. She had gotten pretty good at lacing herself up these past few moons. She found she loved the time alone to think and prepare for the day. Benjicot hadn’t been in her quarters when she returned to them last night and she hadn’t questioned his absence. She had just been relieved. She didn’t have the mental energy to talk to anyone. She was saving it all up for the trial. She pushed the thought away quickly. She was staying sane by avoiding the topic until strictly necessary.

She took the time to do her hair properly, piling it all on top of her head. The braids intertwine before meeting together in a cascade of hair that fell down her back. She placed her mothers necklace in her pocket, keeping it hidden and safe. She wore no other jewelry, keeping her look plain. The iridescent dark green fabric was haunting all on its own. The sleeves featured twisting embroidered vines in a navy thread, so subtle she almost missed them. She found herself constantly awed by the Tully womens skills in sewing. Every dress she had borrowed was a masterpiece of craftsmanship. The cut was bell shaped, elevating it from a casual look but not so wide as to make it look like a ball gown. She was still admiring it when a knock sounded at her door.

“Come in.” She called, standing with her hands folded in front of her.

Martyn walked in wearing a navy waistcoat embroidered with silver Stallions and she sagged with relief.

“Oh thank the gods it's you.” She walked over towards him, admiring his garment. It was a most unusual cut, not seen very often. She marveled at it. “Martyn, where’d you get this shirt?” She walked around him, amazed at the care put into it. His undershirt was a feather light gray she could appreciate.

He looked down at it, smiling. “It’s nice isn’t it? Elmo’s wife made it for me.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “No way. You saw her?” Lord Elmo’s wife was so reclusive it was rumored she didn’t even really exist. She was just an elaborate scheme by the lord to escape marriage. That was just riverland gossip of course but she did wonder at times why the lady was never seen.

“I’ll never tell.” He swore, grinning for a moment before the somber mood of the moment stole it from his face. “We should go. Are you ready?” He asked, offering his arm to her.

“As I’ll ever be. You haven’t seen my husband have you?”

The halls were full of guards as they walked along them.

“He’s with Alysanne. And before you ask, no I don’t know what they're up to. But I know you have to go see Royce after this. He’s not well.”

She pressed her hand against the necklace hidden safely in her dress. “I know, I will.” She said feeling guilty that she had forgotten about him in the rush of things.

The mood within the courtroom was a stark contrast to the one felt the first time they’d done this. It was quiet and no restless rambling could be heard. Everyone sat still and uncomfortable unlike last time the undercurrent of tension was not exciting. It felt dangerous. Luckily this time she did not have to seperate from Martyn’s side and the two of them walked together to take their seats. Shanda got a look at her father before he looked away from them. His eyes were swollen and red, he’d been crying. She watched his hand curl into a fist under the table.

She looked away from her father, squeezing Martyns hand. He looked pale and his hand was clammy. Her own heart was beating abnormally as she surveyed the room. A nasty shock of fear and then rage went through her as she locked eyes with Joth Piper across the hall. He was staring right at her, a gleam of hatred clear in his eyes. She stared right back refusing to look away from him. Their staredown was interrupted by the arrival of Alysanne and Benjicot who sat across from them and blocked her view of the killer.

“Elmo’s behind us.” Alysanne said and as if on cue, Lord Tully walked in.

He looked years older as he climbed up the stairs to take his seat on the dais. Reminding her more of her father than he had any right to. She wondered where Elmo’s own sons were. Kermit and Oscar had to be around the castle somewhere but she hadn’t recalled seeing them during her time here. Granted, she hadn’t exactly been looking for the two. But still it was odd that the Lord Paramounts sons were not front and center at his side. It grew quieter as he ascended, every ear attuned to the lord as he began to speak.

“I have been trying for some time to get you all to understand we are on the same side. When one of us wins, we all win. And when one of us does something wrong, we all suffer for it.” His eyes worked around the room, looking them all over. Making sure no escaped the weight of his judgment. “We’re cousins and neighbors. Now husbands and wives. I can’t force any of you to act right, you have to make that decision yourself. But I thought being a riverman meant something.” A low rumble of thunder rang out as if to accentuate his words. Uneasy looks went through the room at the sound. But Shanda was unphased, she already knew the gods cursed the riverlands. As the sky grew darker outside, the orange glow of the torches became the main source of light inside the darkened courtroom. It cast shadows around the room and gave a haunting feel to trial. She wished again to be a bunch of gillyweed swaying in the river current.

“Ser Joth Piper.” He spoke in a loud booming voice. He was all Lord Paramount now, none of the laughing troublemaker he’d been before could be seen on his face now.

Joth stood and walked to the middle of the floor.

“You stand accused of murder by a fellow riverlander, how do you plan to answer these charges?”

“The charges levied against me are undeniably false. I feel we have sufficient evidence to prove my innocence.”

Shanda let out a sigh at the sound of his words. He meant to go for the regular trial first. He wasn’t going to demand a combat trial yet. She breathed a bit easier at the realization. She knew he could change his mind at any time but he wanted to try his chances at charming the river lords. She was calculating which lords he had bribed when Elmo spoke again.

“Very well. We will start with the accusers.”

She stood with Martyn and together the two of them made their way to the floor again to testify. She felt the weight of every eye on her and knew they were judging her. Judging her for things outside of her control, on petty accusations, for every drama she’d caused. But she felt strength in the warm feel of her brother beside her. She met Elmo’s eyes, the light of the fire reflected back at her in them.

“The other night, I overheard a conversation.” Martyn began his tale and she covertly held his hand behind her gown skirts. Inside her pocket, the necklace weighed heavy.

[iona-tully]

THE END OF A THREAT

The River Market, Maidenpool, The Trident, and its Forks burned by enemy fire months ago. Since then, the Riverlands worked to gradually recuperate from such a blow, and Queen Iona Tully has sought to bring justice against the threats that came from beyond the Narrow Sea.  The River Court, oftentimes divided by old feuds and different agendas, has come together as the queen enlisted each of her advisors, councilmembers and kin to play their part in rooting out the lingering threat in the realm and to retaliate against those that viewed the land of rivers as an easy target. Soon, the Lyseni would find out how mistaken they were.

House Blackwood: As soon as the news reached Raventree Hall about the attack, men serving under the Blackwood banner were sent to aid in the relief efforts. Once again, honoring his moniker, Lucius Rivers painted the waters red as the initial hunt for the perpetrators took place. Coin from the Blackwood coffers and workers from Raventree Hall were invested in the rebuilding of the market, overseen by the Blackwood siblings and the dowager lady. // @lucius-rivers, @floatingshadow & @wyldewillow

House Tully: Queen Iona has taken the advice of her strategists within the small council and planned a coordinated attack against the head of House Rogare in Lys while also focusing on regaining safety and stability in her realm. Her siblings, Casimir and Mellara, have played their roles as soldier and advisor respectively, with Cas collaborating with Lord Commander Lysano Roote, and Mel constantly lending her ear to her sister and being brought more into the fold of the political matters in the Riverlands. // @casimirtully & @mellaratully

House Roote: Harroway, the land of the Lord Commander, has become the main garrison for the Second Sons in Westeros. Lord Lysano diligently began to rid the Riverlands of the remaining spies and merchants hailing from Lys, bringing justice to those linked to the attack, and shipping back to Lys those without charges to their name. Prince Casimir has aided him in his efforts, with the prince leading a Second Sons legion stationed in Riverrun. // @riverscommand & @casimirtully

House Bracken: As Hand of the Queen, Lord Ronan Bracken passed an emergency act with the queen's support, having the borders of the realm closed, intending to trap any Lyseni in the Riverlands for Lysano's Second Sons to capture and dictate whether these individuals would be trialed or sent back to their land. Matters went well with the Crownlands and the Westerlands, there was only some pushback from the Reach regarding the closing of borders due to the slowing of trade, but the Hand pushed for a very clear stance to all that the Riverlands had their own matters to settle first. // @ronanbrackens & @briannabrackens

House Vance: Lord Hugo Vance has played an essential role in bringing back the sense of security that was lost to the Riverlanders in the past months, especially for the common folk. Men from Wayfarer’s Rest were deployed as guards around the whole realm, patrolling the roads, and collaborating with local guards serving under other lords’ jurisdictions. These Wayfarer Sentinels have also been patrolling the River Market, Fairmarket, and other big hubs of commerce in the realm. // @hugovance

House Mooton: The Riverlands’ spymaster continued to work in the shadows, finding the right moment to make use of his web of spies and assassins. Gradually, close collaborators and allies of the Lyseni Magister began to die, a sense of dread and paranoia beginning to take hold in House Rogare. Laying in wait for the opportune moment, an assassin employed by Jalabhar infiltrated the magister’s house and murdered the Lyseni Magister in the dead of night, finally cutting off the serpent’s head. // @jalabharmooton

House Mallister: Lord Zakariya Mallister remained steadfast in his choice not to join the River Market in the aftermath of the attack, getting full support from every member of his house to remain independent in that way. Right after the assassination of the Lyseni Magister, the Mallister fleet caught the Rogares off guard, taking advantage of the chaos and lack of direction, engaging in a naval battle that lasted four days. This proved an effective show of naval power that dissuaded the Rogares from continuing their assault and forcing them to capitulate. // @zakariyamallisters, @ofsacredseas & @emiravmallister

Amid ashes, wrecked ships, and sinking corpses, the Lyseni were brought to their knees by a force they underestimated. An armistice treaty was signed soon after, with Lord Mallister signing on behalf of the Queen of the Riverlands. The treaty stated the end of all hostilities between Lys and the land of rivers, with no further retaliation of any sort.

At last, the conflict with Lys has ended.

OOC note:

If you have ongoing threads about this plot, feel free to write them to the end or write any headcanons to wrap things up. I encourage you not to start new threads involving the Lys conflict, as we're moving on to the new phase for the Riverlands!

[goldcnaura]

the riverlanders. 

          THERE’S A CERTAIN SENSE OF  safety that had settled the moment she laid eyes on her big brother. relief had followed and made itself at home as her twin sister joined them moments later. in truth, elyse was just happy to be with their family again. her real family. including, of course, alysanne. the people that she loved and in turn loved her back. lithe frame sits comfortably in the moon gates of her chambers where she is joined by the very same people. there’s a comfortable silence that has settled over them for a moment.

        finally, however, elyse sits up and glances towards bryn. ❝ tell me, dear brother, do you see any way of fixing this ?? ❞ elyse questions, eyebrows furrowed into a frown. she doesn’t give him time to answer yet, impolitely adding to her own question before he has the chance to. ❝ out of all the things he could have given us, a war was not one. ❞

           a delicate hand lifts to gently thread through strawberry blonde waves, digit curling a lock in its grasp as she awaits his response. her gaze then flickers towards alysanne, curiosity more than evident in ocean like optics. ❝ what would you make of this mess, lady alysanne ??? ❞ she falls silent, finger releasing her hair and instead lifts to trace her forehead once as if to wipe stray strands of hair from her face. there’s many opinions to the tully clan’s father and his doings but the union amongst the riverlandians proved to be very important. elyse had insight from the inside of riverrun, first hand information not yet on its way to the other houses and her siblings as well as alysanne had the insight of everything she missed including the trials.

@rvrprnc​

[dwellordream]

THE H/H APPENDIX VOL. II

THE KINGDOM OF THE RIVERLANDS

HOUSE TULLY OF RIVERRUN:

EDMURE TULLY, King of the Riverlands and the Trident, son of Lord Hoster Tully, Lord of Riverrun, and his wife, Lady Minisa, of House Whent

His wife, QUEEN ROSLIN, of House Frey

His son, PRINCE HOSTER

His daughter, PRINCESS CATELYN

His wards:

DELLA, of House Frey, daughter of Benfrey and Jyanna Frey

OSMUND, of House Frey, daughter of Benfrey and Jyanna Frey

HOUSE FREY OF THE CROSSING:

PERWYN FREY, Lord of the Twins, son of Lord Walder Frey, and his wife, Lady Bethany, of House Rosby

His wife, LADY WALDA, of House Frey

His daughter, ARWYN

His son, BENFREY

His sisters:

PERIANNE, LYTHENE, JEYNE, MORYA, TYTA, MELLARA, and SHIREI

His brothers:

LUCEON, MELWYS, WILLAMEN, OLYVAR, COLMAR, WALTYR, and ELMAR

His nieces:

MAEGELLE, MARIANNE, WALDA, PERRA, WHITE WALDA, KYRA, ZIA, JEYNE, RYELLA, HOSTELLA, ELYANA, ALYX, AMEREI, FAT WALDA, MARISSA, CYNTHEA, SERRA, SARRA, CERSEI, WALDA, EMBERLEI, LEANA, MERIANNE, and DELLA

His nephews:

WALDER, PATREK, RED WALDER, WILLEM, ROBERT, JONOS, WALDER, ZACHERY, WALDER, ANDROW, ALYN, ALESANDER, BRADAMAR, SANDOR, ROBERT, MALWYN, JAIME, TYWIN, BIG WALDER, DICKON, MATHIS, HOSTER, ROBERT, WALDER, JON, and DONNEL

HOUSE PAEGE OF SNAKE’S DEN:

HALMON PAGE, Knight of Snake’s Den

His wife, LADY MURIEL, of House Grey

His son, GARRETT

His son, MALCOLM

His daughter, JANNA

His daughter, PIPPA

His sister, SALLEI, widow of Ser Jammos, of House Frey

His sister, SYLWA, widow of Ser Whalen, of House Frey

His nephews:

WALDER, DICKON, MATHIS, and HOSTER

His nieces:

MERIANNE and DANELLE

His brother, DAMON

His goodsister, MELLARA, widow of Ser Robert Paege

HOUSE BLACKWOOD OF RAVENTREE HALL:

BRYNDEN BLACKWOOD, Lord of Raventree Hall

His wife, LADY CATELYN, of House Bracken

His son, ROBB

His brothers:

LUCAS, HOSTER, EDMUND, and ALYN

His sister, BETHANY

His mother, LADY ELLA, of House Butterwell

HOUSE BRACKEN OF STONE HEDGE:

BARBARA BRACKEN, Lady of Stone Hedge

Her husband, SER LUCAS, of House Blackwood

Her daughter, DONELLA

Her sisters:

JAYNE, CATELYN, BESS, and ALYSANNE

Her mother, LADY LUCINDA, of House Smallwood

Her cousin, SER HENDRY

His wife, TYTA, of House Frey

Her nephew, DONNEL

HOUSE DARRY OF CASTLE DARRY:

MARIYA DARRY, Lady of Castle Darry, widow of Ser Merrett Frey

Her daughters, AMEREI, FAT WALDA, and MARISSA

Her sister, JEYNE, widow of Ser Cleos Frey

Her nephews, TYWIN and WILLEM

HOUSE MALLISTER OF SEAGARD:

JEFFORY MALLISTER, Lord of Seagard, son of Lord Jason Mallister, and his wife, Lady Meredyth, of House Shawney

His wife, LADY BESS, of House Bracken

His sister, ALICENT

His brother, WILLEM

His mother, LADY MEREDYTH, of House Shawney

HOUSE MOOTON OF MAIDENPOOL:

ELEANOR MOOTON, Lady of Maidenpool, son of Lord William Mooton, and his wife, Lady Perra, of House Piper

Her husband, LORD DICKON, of House Tarly

Her mother, LADY PERRA, of House Piper

Her sister, MARJORIE 

HOUSE PIPER OF PINKMAIDEN:

MARQ PIPER, Lord of Pinkmaiden, son of Lord Clement Piper, and his wife, Lady Melissa, of House Bracken

His wife, LADY ALICENT, of House Mallister

His daughter, CLEMENTINE

His brother, LEWYS

His mother, LADY MELISSA

HOUSE SMALLWOOD OF ACORN HALL:

CARELLEN SMALLWOOD, Lady of Acorn Hall, daughter of Lord Theomar Smallwood, and his wife, Lady Ravella, of House Swann

Her husband, SER LEWYS, of House Piper

Her mother, LADY RAVELLA, of House Swann

HOUSE VANCE OF ATRANTA:

RONALD VANCE, Lord of Atranta, son of Lord Norbert Vance, and his wife, Lady Dorothea, of House Perryn

His wife, LADY ROBYN, of House Hawick

His son, NORBERT

His daughter, ALYSSA

His daughter, MARA

His brother, SER KIRTH

His goodsister, ALYX

His nephew, HUGO

His nephew, ELLERY

His brother, JON

HOUSE VANCE OF WAYFARER’S REST:

LIANE VANCE, Lady of Wayfarer’s Rest, daughter of Lord Karyl Vance, and his wife, Lady Araminta, of House Terrick

Her mother, LADY ARAMINTA

Her sister, RHIALTA

Her sister, EMPHYRIA

[caetargaryen]

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the dance of dragons tumblr + discord rpg is currently looking for the following characters. for further information on the group and how to apply please look under the read more.

bradley james is currently wanted for the role of aegon targaryen’s lost son

lily james or emilia clarke is currently wanted for the role of aegon targaryen’s lost daughter

michael huisman is currently wanted for the role of florence hightower’s brother

avan jogia is currently wanted for the role of the older brother of loreza martell and the martell heir

charlie hunnam is currently wanted for the role of an essosi merchant or lord

kit harrington is currently wanted for the role of a baratheon prince or northerner

jessica chastain, miriam leone, and saoirse ronan are currently wanted for the role of the remaining tully daughters

if interested in any of the remaining fcs or ones not listed, but unsure what role to fill please feel free to pm me and i will be more than happy to assist you. we are open to faceclaims; these suggestions are most definitely not set in stone. application below.

THE YEAR IS 140AC; the dance of dragons has finally finished after ten years, leaving much of westeros tired and weary of dragons. a city that was once the greatest in all of westeros, kings landing, is now nothing but ruins and ash. weary of war and trickery, all regions agreed to rule and govern themselves; returning to the ways of ancient westeros. aegon and his sister rhaenyra targaryen both perished in kings landing, crushed under the castle they both wished to rule. their beasts syrax and sunfyre warred in the skies ahead, eventually killing each other. the arryn, tully and stark troops and their bannermen rode to dragonstone, occupying the fortress from the few remaining supporters of the now dead aegon targaryen, allowing the lost targaryen wards to finally take their place home and the throne of the crownlands. since then, we have moved to the vale whilst twists of betrayal and rumours have set upon the healing westeros...

danceofdragonsrp is a mature 18+ semi-appless rpg that occurs after the dance of dragons. danceofdragonsrp will operate out of a discord group that gives all members say in plot drops, developments, tasks, events, etc. we work together to operate a functional and inclusive space for role players interested in george r.r. martin’s got series. role playing takes place on the tumblr dash as would the common day rpg. live events occur on discord. there are currently TEN members and we are looking to add more. roles such as the TULLY PRINCESS, STARK PRINCE and more are open for applications. those interested in bringing in characters not of high descent are more than welcome as well.

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house lannister

king tyrin of house lannister, fc. nikolaj coster-waldau queen helena of house lannister nee tyrell, fc. sai bennett   prince loren of house lannister, fc. max irons princess guinevere of house lannister, fc. matilda anne ingrid lutz

house tyrell

prince cedric of house tyrell, fc. daniel sharman lady florence of house hightower, fc. synnove karlsen harlon flowers, bastard of the reach, fc. ben barnes

house tully & the riverlands

prince brynden of house tully, fc. garrett hedlund princess mellara of house tully, fc. sophie skelton lady alysanne of house bracken, fc. annabel scholey

house arryn

king rowan of house arryn, fc. matteo martari prince robin of house arryn, fc. timothee chalamet princess ravella of house arryn, fc. katie mcgrath princess rosalyn of house arryn fc. eleanor tomlinson

house targaryen & the crownlands

king daemon of house targaryen, fc. henry cavill princess caerella of house targaryen, fc. sarah gadon princess laen of house targaryen, fc. rebecca ferguson lady aeyla of house velaryon, fc. ana de armas crispian, king daemon’s master of coin fc. nicholas hoult

house stark

king rodrik of house stark, fc. alexander dreymon princess cassana of house stark, fc. poppy drayton

house martell & dorne

princess loreza of house martell, fc. naomi scott lord ryon blackmont, fc. regé-jean page lord anders yronwood fc. freddie stroma

house baratheon

king lyonel of house baratheon, fc. ian mcdiarmid princess jocelyn of house baratheon, fc. alessandra mastronardi prince stefon baratheon, fc. jonathan bailey

house greyjoy

king morra of house greyjoy, fc. summer bishill

other

grand maester perestan, fc. julian glover vellysa of lys, fc. amanda seyfried

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[danceofdragonsrphq]

* the dance of dragons tumblr + discord rpg wanted characters + fcs ;;

the dance of dragons tumblr + discord rpg is currently looking for the following characters. for further information on the group and how to apply please look under the read more.

bradley james is currently wanted for the role of aegon targaryen’s lost son

lily james or emilia clarke is currently wanted for the role of aegon targaryen’s lost daughter

jonathan bailey is currently wanted for the role of florence hightower’s brother

avan jogia is currently wanted for the role of the older brother of loreza martell and the martell heir

charlie hunnam is currently wanted for the role of an essosi merchant or lord

kit harrington is currently wanted for the role of a baratheon prince or northerner

jessica chastain, miriam leone, and saoirse ronan are currently wanted for the role of the remaining tully daughters

if interested in any of the remaining fcs or ones not listed, but unsure what role to fill please feel free to pm me and i will be more than happy to assist you. we are open to faceclaims; these suggestions are most definitely not set in stone. application below.

THE YEAR IS 140AC; the dance of dragons has finally finished after ten years, leaving much of westeros tired and weary of dragons. a city that was once the greatest in all of westeros, kings landing, is now nothing but ruins and ash. weary of war and trickery, all regions agreed to rule and govern themselves; returning to the ways of ancient westeros. aegon and his sister rhaenyra targaryen both perished in kings landing, crushed under the castle they both wished to rule. their beasts syrax and sunfyre warred in the skies ahead, eventually killing each other. the arryn, tully and stark troops and their bannermen rode to dragonstone, occupying the fortress from the few remaining supporters of the now dead aegon targaryen, allowing the lost targaryen wards to finally take their place home and the throne of the crownlands. since then, we have moved to the vale whilst twists of betrayal and rumours have set upon the healing westeros...

danceofdragonsrp is a mature 18+ semi-appless rpg that occurs after the dance of dragons. danceofdragonsrp will operate out of a discord group that gives all members say in plot drops, developments, tasks, events, etc. we work together to operate a functional and inclusive space for role players interested in george r.r. martin’s got series. role playing takes place on the tumblr dash as would the common day rpg. live events occur on discord. there are currently TEN members and we are looking to add more. roles such as the TULLY PRINCESS, STARK PRINCE and more are open for applications. those interested in bringing in characters not of high descent are more than welcome as well.

to apply please fill out the application under the read more and submit here. if accepted you will be sent the discord link and have access to the main plot and development, the simplified plot timeline, the battles broken down, society and culture of westeros, more in depth descriptions of each character, so on and so forth, as we have taken the time to prep the group for the most convivial role playing experience.

currently taken -

house lannister

king tyrin of house lannister, fc. nikolaj coster-waldau queen helena of house lannister nee tyrell, fc. sai bennett   prince loren of house lannister, fc. max irons princess guinevere of house lannister, fc. matilda anne ingrid lutz

house tyrell

prince cedric of house tyrell, fc. daniel sharman lady florence of house hightower, fc. synnove karlsen harlon flowers, bastard of the reach, fc. ben barnes

house tully & the riverlands

prince brynden of house tully, fc. garrett hedlund princess mellara of house tully, fc. sophie skelton lady alysanne of house bracken, fc. annabel scholey

house arryn

king rowan of house arryn, fc. matteo martari prince robin of house arryn, fc. timothee chalamet princess ravella of house arryn, fc. katie mcgrath princess rosalyn of house arryn fc. eleanor tomlinson

house targaryen & the crownlands

king daemon of house targaryen, fc. henry cavill princess caerella of house targaryen, fc. sarah gadon princess laen of house targaryen, fc. rebecca ferguson lady aeyla of house velaryon, fc. ana de armas crispian, king daemon’s master of coin fc. nicholas hoult

house stark

king rodrik of house stark, fc. alexander dreymon princess cassana of house stark, fc. poppy drayton

house martell & dorne

princess loreza of house martell, fc. naomi scott lord ryon blackmont, fc. regé-jean page lord anders yronwood fc. freddie stroma

house baratheon

king lyonel of house baratheon, fc. ian mcdiarmid princess jocelyn of house baratheon, fc. alessandra mastronardi

house greyjoy

king morra of house greyjoy, fc. summer bishill

other

grand maester perestan, fc. julian glover vellysa of lys, fc. amanda seyfried

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[anogaraegion]

THE HORSELORD'S DAUGHTER

ERA: dance of the dragons, hotd. STATUS: open for roleplay. AESTHETIC: her father's daughter. PLAYLIST: the bane of her mother. FACECLAIM: TBA

LADY MELLARA BRACKEN, age one and twenty, the eldest daughter of Ser Amos Bracken and his lady wife Alys Bracken neè Mallister. Lady Mellara can hardly be called a Lady by many accounts, fond of riding and hunting as if she had been born of a son. However, even amongst her siblings she rides foremost and delights in triumphing over her brothers in mock tilts. Rather than poetry and song, Mellara is more confident with bawdy tavern lyrics and cursing. At her birth she was declared “Lord Bracken's daughter”, coming into the world with a healthy set of lungs and covered in her mother's blood. Her younger sisters have inherited their mother's more temperate personality while Mellara has not. With a joke on her lips, Mellara has declared at court that they are her “mother's creatures”. Because of this, Lord Bracken has favored Mellara out of all his female children. Rumors surround Mellara and her chastity, especially by lesser septons at Stone Hedge. In many taverns it has been declared that Mellara lost her virginity to the horse's saddle or the stallion himself. She is more often found riding than walking and interacting with the men of her household than her younger sisters. Oddly, Lord Bracken has yet to marry Mellara to a worthy suitor despite some of her younger sisters already carrying heirs for other Riverlands houses. Some say that Mellara runs down suitors with her horse or humiliates them so thoroughly they cannot return to Bracken lands. Mellara is described as of medium height but built after years of riding and training horses. She has a willowy strength easily hidden behind a gown. Mellara has slender hazel eyes and long but tumbling brown hair, more often than not pulled away from her face. She is tan and well-freckled from the summer sun. However, Mellara is impossibly headstrong and defiant in the face of all. Mellara is also loud and passionate, often making her thoughts known to many around her with her volume. While Mellara is brash, she is devoted to House Bracken and more importantly her father, training her younger siblings herself how to ride. She learned her father's enmity with House Blackwood and made it her own with various incidents over the years. Mellara rarely hesitates, even when it is to her own detriment, holding a roguish charm when creating both friendships and enemies.

[iona-tully]

LITHA, THE SUMMER SOLSTICE — Plot drop 2: The sun wheels

Sun wheels crafted out of twigs and flowers have been crafted, ready to be released into the river. For an hour or so, people gather and write down wishes, or even secrets. They set on parchment whatever they wish to see accomplished soon, secrets or guilty feelings they hope might not haunt them anymore. As it is custom, those pieces of paper are released with the sun wheels to float away in the Tumblestone River. Whispers begin soon after. Messages that were not meant to be known by others, have been revealed...

Some people have begun spreading the word on what they have heard, thus beginning a chain of potential misinformation. There have also been torn pieces of parchment found, scattered in different areas: near the archery field, inside the ballroom, in tents. It is unknown if these parchments are original messages written by guests, or if some prankster has planted them to cause a little chaos. Either, way, gossip is spreading.

Here are some of the pieces of parchment that were found, causing speculation as to who wrote them:

[torn parchment] Blackwood is to blame for such an atrocity. Only that cunt could do such [torn parchment]

[torn parchment] if Lady Brianna could only grant me one dance without mockery.

Let Harrenhal be the prize I gain for everything I have [torn parchment]

[torn parchment] to have a family of my own. I hope the gods can grant me that wish after [torn parchment]

[torn parchment] to find a husband who will be worthy of all I have to offer.

[torn parchment] what is just, and I can be reunited with my [torn parchment]

There have also been some whispers that have been going around, after the parchments were written:

Princess Mellara's bastard is in reality the son of someone who is in attendance at the Litha festival.

Prince Casimir's peaceful demeanor is a ruse, he intends to take over the Riverlands throne when the time is right.

Lady Ayca Mallister's bad temper has scared off a recent suitor, bringing some shame to her house.

Lady Brianna Bracken is the source of much temptation amongst many a lord, not only in the Riverlands, but beyond the realm.

King Cedric's mistress has an unnatural influence over him, some claim, perhaps due to her Targaryen blood

Prince Rhys Arryn only bothered to attend because he's desperately seeking a royal match and hopes to find it in one of the Tully sisters

Lord Lysano Roote aspires to remain close to Queen Iona only for personal gain, perhaps even to be considered a worthy match for the queen.

Lady Emira Mallister has a secret admirer who has been doting her with attention and gifts, all of which she gladly accepts, content that it was her and not her sister who caught the man's attention.

Some doubt, some are quick to believe. Some, even spread more words to defend themselves, to throw blame elsewhere, or for the mere fun of the chaos that has ensued.

OOC Note:

Feel free to play around with whether or not your muse believes these whispers/parchments to be real, or just something fabricated to cause a little chaos.

You can add more parchments or whispers, only write them in the comments of this post.