#aelinor

[tearofisha]

The Gala.

Despite the stifling air of Ulthwé stagnating around Aelinor Fatereader to the point of suffocation, one thing the Farseer would never deny her Craftworld is that they knew how to throw a sophisticated gala like no other. So one explorers night, tired of the buffeting rain in her scrunched-up face, Aelinor sought out the creature comforts she had missed.

There was to be a soirée of some importance, governors and traders and aristocrats of a particular sector were to gather together for a masquerade in which icy repartees, offers of marriage and expensive wine were to be thrown around with a gluttons disregard. It was easy enough to bluff a way in, a typical Aeldari beauty at a masquerade posing as an exotic fortune teller had delivered her to the centre of a ballroom and from there she took in the sights and sounds of high human society.

It was a pleasant enough change of pace to be dressed well, and not for the road and Aelinor was not modest in her choice of outfit. A blue gown framed her tall form resplendently, a gift from a prospective suitor in days gone by. With decorative jewellery that appeared to be bone coloured flutes of enamel detailing but were in fact, a modest rune armour, coupled with a mask that rose high up her cheekbones like the feathers of a phoenix- complete with her phoenix firey hair that was braided and embellished to a stunning effect.

For once, she allowed herself to feel beautiful but did not relax so much as to forget the Shuriken Pistol that was concealed by her dress. Then, a human approached, a short thing by comparison but with similarly made-up hair, mask and dress.

"My greetings." She offered in lightly accented Gothic. "And who might you be?"

@wayward40k

[dragcnage]

The Inquisitors + Title meanings 

[rollforalis]

Tokens

For me to use in my select page lol

[tumbledrylowwest]

Daeron, Myriah and their sons and wives.

[arthrmorgann]

AELINOR STONE

Managed to snag a comm in @murmel-malt's latest batch and just had to get my HotD era girlie, Aelinor! Thank you again for drawing her she came out wonderful!!

[tearofisha]

Aelinor, Rishaeron and Virtute together.

Seer and Ranger, commission for @tearofisha

[haverdoodles]

oyster pearl

— (ingrid & aelinore)

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aka "me and the bad butch i pulled by being a fish". happy mermay

cw: partial nudity

[anewgayeveryday]

Today's LGBT+ Character is;

Ezme Aelinor from Just Roll With It: Riptide-Genderfluid

Species: Aasimar

Requested by Anon

Status; Deceased

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

Lessons of a grieving heiress

[vesper-the-solitaire]

Aelinor Penrose

Aelinor Penrose, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms as wife of Aerys I.

Aelinor Penrose was the wife of Aerys I Targaryen, of whom she was also a "cousin". It is not known what their exact relationship was, except that Aelinor was not descended from Elaena Targaryen, whose second husband, by she had four children, was a Penrose.

Her marriage was not seen to be a happy one: it was said that it had never been consummated, and Aelinor prayed every day in the Sept of Baelor for the grace of a child, which never came. Nevertheless, it is possible that Aerys still had affection and respect for her, and was not hostile to her, because when the Small Council proposed to him to divorce her and take a new wife, he refused.

[thetorturedlover]

Aelinor Penrose

[tearofisha]

Reminisce.

"Do you remember the intervention on Maxentious IV?" Aelinor snapped the twig she had been fiddling, throwing it into the roaring campfire quite idly as she reminisced.

"Hmm?" Rishaeron looked up from his task, his brow furrowed and head shaking. "I can't say that I do." The rasp of the whetstone against metal began again.

Aelinor drew her knees closer to her chest and held them close as Virtute snored by the warmth of the fire beside her.

"It was one of my first commands. Of course, I had been in battle before and on the Seer Council for many years, but I had never truly led a battle as its sole commander."

Rishaerons uncomprehending face urged her to be less coy about the memory. The even glide of the stone against his dagger was the only noise besides the fire and had a meditative, measured quality to it. Rasp. Rasp. Rasp.

"For goodness sake, Ranger. A tzeentchian cult had influenced the leading Imperial household, and they had intentions to summon Daemons..."

"Oh. Yes. I do remember." Rishaerons' memory was not perfect, but he remembered well enough the light fighting that he and his Rangers had committed to in Ulthwés defence. He resumed sharpening his dagger.

"Do you remember how the Governor died?"

"Well, yes. I shot him." The Ranger said obtusely. Aelinor tutted and rolled her eyes, Gods could he be foolish.

"I recall you doing more than that, Rishaeron." Aelinor scoffed softly. "If I remember correctly, you delivered the killing shot from that same Rifle while cartwheeling from one rooftop to another." She gently tapped Fatethreader with her index finger, and the myriad charms and knick-knacks rattled against the Wraithbone.

Rishaeron's eyes lit up in sudden remembrance.

"Oh! Yes! Indeed, I do remember." He had forgotten the finer details of the kill, but Aelinor's recollection brought it back to the fore. "Why do you bring it up?"

Aelinor leant back, resting her weight on her palms she petted Virtute who chirped happily in response.

"I would very much like to see it again. Tomorrow, we will try."

Rishaeron knew better than to argue when Aelinor Fatereader told him the plans for the future. She might not be a Farseer in name anymore, but the Aeldari had a wonderful talent for predicting their immediate future.

"Very well, at first light, then." Rasp. Rasp. Rasp.

"Rishaeron?" She gazed into the crackling fire, her voice pensive. The whetstone stopped as the Ranger looked up, at last.

"I am sorry I was not good to you. To Eldrin. I wish to be better, to be the...friend you deserve. Thank you, for being my companion."

The dagger slid back into the sheath on his Wraithbone arm and Rishaeron moved to join Aelinor on her log. He wrapped his remaining arm over her shoulder like a shawl and Aelinor stiffened at the touch, unused as she was to any kind of physical contact from others. Gently, affectionately, he squeezed.

"Aelinor, you are one of the wisest, kindest and most patient people I have ever had the luxury of knowing." He playfully shoved his former commander hard enough to throw her off balance and disturb the Gyrinx.

"But you are impressively foolish, with regards to friendship. We've been friends for many years, you just won't allow yourself to see what you bring to the table. Myself, Eldrin, the Corsair Princess. We all see you, and we all consider you a friend." The words were a balm to the constant anxiety Aelinor felt, and words she needed to hear. Despite the particular emphasis that Rishaeron put on Corsair Princess sent pin pricks of tingling nerves to her cheeks.

"Even if you wish you were more than friends with one of us." Aelinor gasped, shocked at the implication as her cheeks and ears burned red with embarrassment.The Ranger laughed the shit-eating cackle of little brothers spilling secrets all over the universe, before he turned over and feigned going to sleep. Leaving Aelinor to mortify before the fire until it was naught but embers.

She had never truly thought of it, but Rishaerons observation shone a light on something she had never acknowledged before. Too stunned to speak and too dumbfounded to sleep, a vortex of repressed feeling buzzed inside her until morning came at last.

Her and Rishaeron must be good friends, she reasoned at last. Because she had never been more annoyed at a person for being so right. The little bastard.

[dragcnage]

The Inquisitors + One Song

psd by nadineross

[bardsansa]

queen aelinor penrose, consort of king aerys i, 215 AC

visenya and rhaenys, alyssa velaryon, the six wives of maegor, alysanne, aemma arryn, alicent hightower and rhaenyra i, helaena, jaehaera, daenaera velaryon, daena the defiant, naerys, myriah nymeros martell

[orinthered]

the 8k slowburn aelinore/mercedes fanfic in my mind

[goodqueenaly]

This is such a niche question, but how do you make sense of the Penrose family tree during Daeron ll’s reign? We have Elaena marrying Lord Ronnel Penrose and having 4 kids with him, Aelinor Penrose who is Aerys’ cousin somehow, and the 4 sons that Quentyn Ball murders during battle. They’re mostly irrelevant but I’m scratching my head thinking how this all works

A niche genealogical-dynastic question? You’ve come to the right place! 

While Elio Garcia confirmed (here and here) that Aelinor was a cousin of her husband Aerys, he did not confirm the specific nature of this familial relationship. (And for what it’s worth, I’m supposing that Aelinor and Aerys were very roughly of an age.) If I were to guess, I would suppose that Aelinor was a descendant of either Baela or Rhaena Targaryen - a mid to late grandchild, maybe, of Baela’s marriage to Alyn Velaryon or Rhaena’s marriage to Garmund Hightower). Whether Aelinor was specifically a daughter of the ruling Lord (presumably a lord) of Parchments or the daughter of a male-line descendant of the family we can’t know for now, until and unless GRRM specifies (in Fire and Blood Volume 2, perhaps, or the Tales of Dunk and Egg), but I think the best guess is that Aelinor was something like the future King Aerys I’s second cousin once removed (again, assuming that being Aerys’ cousin didn’t mean that Aelinor was, say, descended from one of Aemma Arryn’s half-siblings, or one of Queen Alyssa’s Velaryon nephews, though I doubt GRRM intends Aelinor to have been so distantly removed a relation). 

If we can say very little about Aelinor’s place in the Penrose dynasty, we can say even less about her relationship to either Ronnel Penrose or the unnamed “Lady Penrose” whose youngest son Quentyn Ball supposedly spared, much less the relationship of the latter two to one another. Clearly, from both the Targaryen family tree and from Elio’s statements referenced above, Aelinor was not a daughter of Ronnel and Elaena themselves. If we are to guess - admittedly rather a thin guess, but not totally illogical - that Ronnel was closer to Elaena’s age than Aelinor’s (and so more obvious a marriage partner for the roughly 30-something Elaena, then perhaps Ronnel belonged to the generation of Aelinor’s father (presumably father, given the Westerosi patriarchal tendency to identify dynasts along male lines), maybe born, at an extremely rough estimate, around the 140s or 150s. 

So my guess is that Aelinor was a granddaughter of one of the twin daughters of Daemon and Laena (perhaps Baela more likely, given the relative geopolitical advantage of uniting Parchments and Driftmark, compared to Parchments and Oldtown, a consideration of cross-country marriage making I discussed), and a daughter of the unnamed Lord of Parchments. Maybe because Daeron II liked the fact that Aelinor was a cousin of himself and his children (just far enough, perhaps, from religiously objectionable degrees of relation while still having that familial connection); maybe he thought that Aelinor, coming from a family with at bare minimum a heraldic respect for the written word, would be an attractive partner for his bookish second son (as Jaehaerys so badly failed to understand with his son Vaegon); maybe Daeron felt the Penroses were a worthy ally in the Stormlands to draw more would-be or actively anti-Dornish families away from the pro-war, and perhaps increasingly pro-Daemon, camp; maybe for any combination or none of these reasons - but whatever the rationale, King Daeron decided to betroth Prince Aerys to Lady Aelinor. Then, I think, when Aerys failed or refused to consummate his marriage, Daeron II tried to save face with the Penroses by offering Ronnel - who I think may have been Aelinor’s paternal uncle - to his eligible widowed cousin, Princess Elaena. The “Lady Penrose” of the First Blackfyre Rebellion may have been Aelinor’s (unnamed, because of course GRRM) mother, with the boys nearly all slain by Fireball perhaps Aelinor’s younger brothers - a heartbreaking personal loss, if so, for a war which saw other bitter personal losses for figures like Eustace Osgrey and Bloodraven.)

These are all guesses, obviously, very much complicated by the extremely limited information we have and the lack of clarity provided by what is there (not only the historical error on Jeor Mormont’s part, but also the vague reference to the First Blackfyre Rebellion’s “Lady Penrose” - seemingly the wife or widow of a Lord of Parchments, but complicated by the sometimes overbroad use of “lady” as a title in Westeros, as seen for example in references to Sybelle Locke as “Lady Glover” despite being only the sister-in-law of the Master of Deepwood Motte). All we can say is that Aelinor was in some fashion related to Aerys, but not through Elaena, and that we’re probably bound to learn more in Fire and Blood Volume 2 or future Tales of Dunk and Egg.

(It me, so I have to wonder if GRRM used “Aelinor” as her name not only to add a little dose of Valyrian-ness to her, but also because of its similarity to “Alienor”, the spelling used by Maurice Druon in The Accursed Kings for the woman most of us probably know better as Eleanor of Aquitaine. I don’t find Aelinor, to the very limited extent we know her, similarly either to the historical Eleanor or Druon’s typically misogynistic pseudo-historical references to her - but then I also don’t see the similarity with Alysanne, for what it’s worth.)