#martyn . theon

[steelfyre]

closed starter ›› martyn stark , @divinemischiefhq

the  pack's  loss had  only  made the eldest more protective of his kin, and the return south only gave him more reason to remain vigilant. he'd forever known in his veins that northerners weren't meant for the south but death had been the cruelest reminder. gaze initially passed over martyn only to then return. the puffiness of his brother's eyes stood out most of all yet nothing about his demeanor, save the speed he was eating his meal, was normal. weaving through the crowd, theon made his way over.  ❝ what's wrong? ❞   he asked quietly, attention entirely unwanted.

[ravasz]

closed . @steelfyre

With the storm and the recurring nightmares there was little to no possibility of a peaceful slumber for Martyn Stark. He was laying in bed, eyes open and fixated on the ceiling as they had been for weeks, accustomed to the dark, save for the lightning strikes that kept illuminating the chambers making him count down the seconds before the thunder came, just like they did as children. Dusk stayed inside for the night, possibly because he knew the storm was coming and yet, he seemed restless, pacing by the doors. That was when the commotion started outside. That was when Martyn finally got up from his bed, approaching the doors to try and listen, but the storm was too loud to really make out anything, not to mention Dusk's ongoing whines.

Perhaps it was the paranoia he'd cultivated over the months of being in court, or perhaps it was something else that had him putting on a robe and grabbing his dagger, along with his lute before he hurried out of his chambers, only to watch as guards ran down the halls, the sounds of fighting coming from the lower levels. Were they being attacked? Was it only this part of the castle? Were only northeners being attacked? Dusk ran off to the other end of the hall, and as Martyn watched him, he turned his head. As soon as he locked gazes with his brother, relief found its way to his heart. "What's happening? Who's attacking?" He said as he hurried up to Theon, almost childishly hoping that it was all just a joke. "Are there dragons...?"

[disrcpairs]

࣪𓏲ּ  ֶָ  𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         alisha boe,  26,  cis woman,  she + her.    announcing  the  arrival  of  ARYA  of  house  STARK,  the  LADY  of  WINTERFELL.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  EFFUSIVE  and  FLIGHTY  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  exploring, archery.  if  we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of  wolf wandering in wait in the woods, dusting of snow sprinkling the wind, disposition reminiscent of warmed chocolate in frigid cold.  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  loyalties  truly  lie  with  THE  STARKS.

*      𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬      .

full   name   : arya stark nickname ( s )   : n/a age   :   twenty six gender   +   pronouns   : cis woman, she + her height   :   five   foot,   six   inches   nameday : june 23rd, cancer sexuality  : demiromantic, demisexual marital   status   :  unbetrothed, unmarried status : lady of winterfell spoken languages : common tongue accent : westerosi nationality : westerosi

*      𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞      .

faceclaim : alisha boe ethnicity : the first men hair : mix of black, brown, honeyed blonde eyes : dark brown scent : snow + chocolate dominant hand : left build : slender allergies : none scars : many from playing in the woods, with her siblings, etc. distinguishing features : beauty marks and moles clothing style : typical of the north, muted colors while in the south

*      𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧     .

mbti :   the adventurer    enneagram :   the enthusiast element :   air    temperament :   choleric   character   inspirations :   elle woods, lucy ricardo, myrcella baratheon deadly   sin :   envy heavenly   virtue :   diligence    godly   parent :   iris

*      𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬     .

hobbies :  exploring, archery   religion :  the old gods  alliance :  the north, only personal goals :  recover from her brother's death  would they choose family or power ? family without question

*      𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚�� 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬     .

theon stark : sibling, alive shirei stark : good sister, alive lysen stark : sibling, deceased martyn stark : sibling, alive lyana + benjen stark : niece and nephew, alive

*      𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬      .

arya's direwolf is named shade. black with dark brown streaks, black muzzle and golden eyes. she's protective of all of the starks. has a similar temperament of arya and can be seen rough housing with her and playing in the snow, agile and quick. easily riled up but will calm quickly around arya, if arya is also calm. doesn't like to be stagnant or at rest and will go on romps through the woods when the need suits her but will return.

arya finds court in the south to be stuffy and fake. keeping others happy with pretty words is the least of her concern, and is rough around the edges in terms of manners and propriety. she'd rather comb the grounds, climb trees, and watch the world from above than to hear more about weddings and dragons.

in winterfell she would go missing for days on end, only to be found at wintertown or returned once she'd gone after and found whatever it was that had caught her attention in the forests. with shade as a dutiful companion she'd never thought to think of danger, but after king's landing she thinks it's unnecessary to come at the beck and call of the queen. she's only spoken these thoughts to martyn, as the closeness of theon and rhaeys makes her nervous to speak her mind.

*      𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲      .

to be added with plotting.

[ravasz]

Martyn knew quite a lot of lieges with an affinity to numbers and order. Perhaps lady Arryn was one of those people. However, he couldn't be farther from such a person. He had his own organized chaos, one that no one else would be able to make sense of. Hardly useful for anyone but himself, and he knew that well. "So, my lady, you are one to set a margin for contretemps. I am... impressed." Brows knit together for a second as he spoke truthfully. Time and again she reignited that flame of confusion in him that made him question how a brilliant woman like her could end up with such an underwhelming husband... It was only a second before Martyn shrugged the thought off and lifted his cup of wine instead, taking another sip. "And living in fear is boring." Two statements perfectly capable of existing at the same time. "Is that a promise, Lady Adrienne? I will come and find you when you least expect it. Should give me a head start." He would have to read up on more techniques, so that he wouldn't be pummeled into loss after loss. He remembered how she would even make him consider cheating before. On the topic of their family, though their smile stayed on, it did falter somewhat, the grip on their cup tightening. "Well... they should be at home." Unexpected sincerity escaped them, instead of the usual jests of Theon's aloofness of Arya's adventurous spirit.

A warmth reminiscent of childhood is stirred by his cackling reaction, and she permits herself to join in with a snort, at least. "Ah, so you shall never know the joys of well-rounded bookkeeping – the certainty every coin is accounted for, with surplus and margin for contretemps." Safety, fundamental drive and banner she upheld in the isolation of the mountains. The Lady Arryn sought her peace with contingency upon contingency, no amount ever being enough. A pause taken to consider his words – not certain she completely agreed. "The whims of a heart's desires can be dangerous," she counters, simply. A life in fear of the Gods' punishment may sound harsh, but one where all were servants to their impulses was far more terrifying. Immersed in carefully constructed civility, men lost sight of how vile their hearts could become. A pause is taken, the thought settling within her, but she soon focuses again, striving to keep up with them– "When the haze of wine has left me I'll challenge you to a match, Lord Martyn. And oh– they fare very well, I'm thankful to say." Glance descends upon him, more solemn, almost guilty– "How are your siblings faring, my lord? And yourself?"

[asongofsilks]

ASOIAF FANCASTING –> EVERY NAMED FEMALE CHARACTER ABOVE THE AGE OF FIVE, PART XXII

Falyse Stokeworth (264-300 AC): Oldest daughter and heir of Lady Tanda Stokeworth. She is childless despite being married to Ser Balman Byrch for around 10 years. When Ser Bronn of the Blackwater marries her younger sister, Lollys, she plots with Queen Cersei to eliminate him. However, after her husband is killed in a duel against Bronn, Cersei gives her to Maester Qyburn for his experiments to keep the plot a secret. Fancast: Tara Fitzgerald.

Fern (main series era): A peasant woman of Lambswold in the Riverlands. Sharna the innkeep helps her birth her baby. Fancast: Jacqueline Emerson.

Ferny (main series era): One of Craster's older wives. She is one of the wives who approach Sam to flee with Gilly and her newborn son. Fancast: Mia Farrow.

Florence Fossoway (b. approx. 30 AC): Wife of Lord Martyn Tyrell of Highgarden. After her marriage, she took control of Highgarden's accounts and increased its incomes by a third. Her capability led to her husband being appointed as master of coin for King Jaehaerys I after the death of his Pentoshi master-of-coin Rego Draz. Fancast: Lisa Chappell.

Floris Baratheon (118-134 AC): Youngest daughter of Lord Borros Baratheon and his wife, Elenda Caron. She was married to Lord Thaddeus Rowan, who became a member of Aegon III's small council and later his Hand, but she died in childbirth within two years of the marriage. Fancast: Annabel Scholey.

Florys the Fox (Age of Heroes): Legendary daughter of Garth Greenhand, founder-king of the Reach. She kept three husbands, each of them ignorant of the others' existence. Her sons originated the noble houses of Florent, Ball, and Peake. Fancast: Lily Cole.

Frenya (d. 300): One of the six wildling spearwives who accompanies Mance Rayder to Winterfell to rescue Arya Stark from Ramsay Snow. She is presumably killed in the fighting whilst the presumed Arya escapes with Theon Greyjoy. Fancast: Charisma Carpenter.

Frynne (b. approx. 276 AC): The daughter of a smith, she was a Dornish girl who played with Arianne Martell in the Water Gardens when she was a girl. Fancast: Ella Robson.

Gael Targaryen (80-99 AC): Thirteenth and last child of King Jaehaerys I and Good Queen Alysanne. She was her mother's constant companion, bringing comfort to her after her other daughters had been lost. However, she was seduced and impregnated by a traveling singer, and committed suicide in her grief after her son was stillborn. Queen Alysanne herself died within the year afterwards. Fancast: Jenessa Grant.

Galazza Galare (b. approx. 217 AC): High priestess of the Temple of the Graces in Meereen, she is known as the Green Grace. When Daenerys Targaryen settles in Meereen to rule, she becomes a valuable source of counsel. Daenerys marries Hizdahr zo Loraq at her suggestion. Fancast: Shabana Azmi.

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[hollowwhisperings]

ASOIAF character ages going into Winds of Winter (300AC).

KEY

• [X AC] = X years after Aegon I Targaryen's Crowning in Oldtown.

• [~X] = almost/roughly X years old.

• [X-Y] = age range of X to Y years old.

• [X~Y] = minimum age to maximum, given contextual evidence.

• [x*] = if x character is not dead

~ All ages are derived from birthdates on the ASOIAF wiki, as given in canon or as calculated by fans ~

OLD AS HECK

• Brynden "Bloodraven" Rivers (125)

• Lord Walder Frey (92)

• Lady-Dowager Olenna "Queen of Thorns" Redwyne (82)

ADULTS

• Ser Barristan Selmy (64-73)

• Ser Brynden "The Blackfish" Tully (~57)

• Lord Wyman Manderly (48-61 y/o)

• Lady Maege Mormont (41-61 y/o)

• Ser Jorah Mormont (~46)

• Prince Doran Martell & Captain Areo Hotar (~43)

• Ser Davos Seaworth (40-45)

• Ser Jon Connington & Lord Roose Bolton (~40)

• Lord Mace Tyrell (37~44)

• King Stannis I Baratheon (36)

• Lady Alerie Hightower (36~43)

• Lord Howland Reed (35-40)

• Ser Jaime Lannister & Queen Cersei I (34)

• First Ranger Benjen Stark & Aurane Waters (~33)

• King Euron "Crow's Eye" Greyjoy (32~43 y/o)

• Lord Petyr "Littlefinger" Baelish (32)

• Victarion Greyjoy (31~43)

• Ser Sandor Clegane* (~30)

• Obara Sand (~29)

• Ser Harrold Hardyng (~29)

• Tyrion Lannister (27)

• Ser Gerold "Darkstar" Dayne (26-30)

• Lord Edmure Tully (26~33)

• Nymeria "Lady Nym" Sand & Lady Taena Merryweather (~26)

• Asha Greyjoy (~25)

• Ser Willas Tyrell (24~31)

YOUNG ADULTS

• Princess Arianne Martell (24)

• Tyene Sand & Ser Garlan Tyrell (23)

• Theon Greyjoy* (22)

• Mya Stone & Myranda Royce (~21)

• ~20 y/o: Brienne of Tarth, Wynafryd Manderly & Sarella "The Sphinx" Sand.

• Steward Satin of The Night's Watch (18-20)

HODOR

• Walder of Winterfell, 15~25.

TEENAGERS

• ~18 y/o: Aegon VI "Young Griff" Targaryen, Ramsay Snow, Lady Roslin Frey, Ser Loras Tyrell*, Lancel Lannister.

• Penny (17-19)

• ~17 y/o: Queen Margaery I, Queen Jeyne I*, Meera Reed, Lord Commander Jon Snow*, Novice Samwell "The Slayer" Tarly, Queen Daenerys I Targaryen, Irri.

• ~16 y/o: Jhiqui, Gendry Waters, Lady Alys Karstark.

• Wylla Manderly (14-16)

• Martyn Lannister (13-15)

CHILDREN

• ~14 y/o: Sansa "Alayne" Stark, Jeyne Poole*, Jojen Reed, Podrick Payne, Elia Sand.

• 13 y/o: Trystane Martell, Lord Ned Dayne*, Edric Storm, Devan Seaworth.

• ~12: Missandei of Naath & Obella Sand.

• 11 y/o: Arya "No-One" Stark, Beth Cassel*, Princess Shireen Baratheon.

• 10 y/o: Bran Stark, Lyanna Mormont, Elmar Frey, Princess Myrcella*.

• ~8 y/o: Lord Robert "Sweetrobin" Arryn, King Tommen I, Dorea Sand.

• 7 y/o: Loreza Sand.

TODDLERS&BABIES

• Rickon Stark* (5)

• ~2: Ghost, Nymeria, Summer & Shaggydog* (born in 298AC, AGOT).

• "Monster", Drogon, Viserion & Rhaegal (born 299AC).

• Prince Aemon Steelsong, son of Dalla (born 300AC).

UNKNOWN: Ellaria Sand, Lord Yohn Royce, Lord Orton Merryweather, Dolorous Edd, Queen Selyse Florent, Ser Ilyn Payne, Daario Naharis, Hizdahr zo Loraq, King Mance Rayder, Magnar Sigorn of Thenn, Tormund Giantsbane, Osha, Val.

*IF NOT DEAD

• Ashara Dayne, dead at 14~23 y/o in 283AC.

• Ashara Dayne, (~36): for rumours of Ned/Ashara to be at all plausible to me, Ashara must have been 16 years old at MINIMUM during the Tourney of Harrenhall (well within her approximated birthdates of 260-269AC).

[ravasz]

@steelfyre - "you’re good, but you’re not as good as you think you are."

"I know exactly how good I am, brother. Not more, nor less." If there was anything, Martyn would think of himself as less. Used to being second best in most things, courtesy of the perfection that was his older brother. He didn't hold a grudge about it. At least not anymore. Not since he realized coming first meant taking on more responsibility, something he couldn't give a damn about. "If that was meant to be a taunt, you could definitely do better than that. Or are you just too intimidated by my accomplishments? No need to worry, I'll take it easy on you." He laughed, sitting up to look his brother in the eye. "Y'know I beat even father once, right?"

[casselite]

[ FREYA ALLAN , SHE/HER 」 ➳ banners are raised for BETH CASSEL , LADY OF HOUSE CASSEL. they are NINETEEN years old and can often be described as THE FALLEN ANGEL / DISTRUSTING. their allegiance lies with HOUSE STARK, it’s brought them to king’s landing to STAND WITH AND FOR THE NORTH. their songs will sing of SAD OCEAN EYES, BLOOD ON FRESHLY FALLEN SNOW AND ANGRY SKETCHES. let’s hope they don’t lose their game of thrones.

name: beth cassel age: 19 allegiance:  house stark and the north.  religion: because of all she’s been through, beth doesn’t believe in any god. backstory:    -   born to ser rodrik cassel and his third wife, beth was the only one out of the four daughters throughout ser rodriks various marriages to survive.     -   beth was a very sweet baby from the moment she was born, always smiling and happy, and she rarely cried. ser rodrik was convinced she was a miracle, a blessing, to him and his family. and her mother thought much the same.     -   she had always had a very big imagination, and began to draw when she was roughly about four years old. while the sketches and paintings she created were nothing close to being real artwork, her parents consistently told her how good she was and praised her ability.     -   at five years old, beths mother fell very ill. for six months beth spent most of her days trying to help tend to her mother, cuddling her and fetching her anything she could if she needed it. she would even draw her pictures in hopes of simply making her feel better. when her mother passed in the spring, it broke beths heart.    -   while she missed her mother dearly, it only made her latch on to her father more. beth began attending any training sessions he as holding with the stark children just so she could be around him. and if she wasn’t watching the boys train, she was spending time sansa and the rest of her friends.    -   even as the years passed by, beth maintained her sweet, soft persona, until the day that theon greyjoy betrayed the starks.     -   when theon had beheaded her father, she stood present in the crowd mere feet from the scene, watching wide eyed and terrified as her only living family was brought to an end, and that was the moment she had decided she would see the end of theon greyjoy, and the bolton family too.    -   however, she was just a girl, and when the bolton troops came to drag prisoners back to the dreadfort, there was little she could do but kick and scream. and that did little to help her. she found herself a prisoner of the dreadfort along with many other of her northern brothers and sisters.     -   her days consisted of starvation, dehydration, and physical and mental torture. constantly deprived of the sun, of physical contact beyond what was required to hit her, the only thing that kept beth alive was the pure anger that had began to grow in her bones. the hatred she felt for the creatures who held her and her people captive, for theon greyjoy who her father had trained, for everything and everyone. that, and the hope that the starks would come and save them. she knew they wouldn’t let their people be held captive, to be tortured.    -   so day in and day out she counted down the minutes until they could be free, until her people did come for her, and she and her brothers and sisters could return home to winterfell.    -   being home came with more baggage than she had expected. unable to face the remains of her fathers memory in the house they’d lived in all her life, beth found herself only going there if she needed to sleep, and putting that off as much as she could.    -   but being back in winterfell also opened up the opportunity to learn how to fight, one she had never desired before. but with no desire to ever be weak enough to be put through anything similar to what she had gone through again, she began to train.    -   flash forward to the war, beth still really had no business fighting, so instead she put herself to other uses, tending to the injured and helping with everything she could. but war is war, and some bloodshed still needed to happen. she’d never killed anyone before, but when the war came to an end she had killed six, and she remembered every face vividly. her sketchbook became riddled with them as she became overwhelmed with the guilt.    -   now as peace slowly finds its way back into westeros, into the world, beth has found herself in kings landing again despite how little she desires leaving winterfell, but when it comes to the people that saved her, that continue to save her every day, she would risk everything. 

  family:    -   ser rodrik cassel    ﹙ father, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ mother, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ sister, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ sister, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ sister, deceased   ﹚    -   martyn cassel ﹙ uncle, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ aunt, deceased   ﹚    -   jory cassel ﹙ cousin, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ cousin, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ cousin, deceased   ﹚    -   unknown cassel ﹙ cousin, deceased   ﹚

lil facts:    -   beth always wanted a little brother.    -   her preferred weapon of choice is bow and arrow.    -   while she can both draw and paint she prefers to draw, painting takes longer.    -   she doen’t feel comfortable showing her back or shoulders because of scars.    -   she has a white mare named wynter that she loves to pieces.    -   she’s also quite in love with dogs and wants a puppy of her own.

[crimsonsbled]

without  a  second  thought  ,  shirei  draped  her  robe  over  her  shoulders  ,  eyes  narrowed  in  confusion  as  she  looked  at  martyn  .  "  t  —  theon  sent  you  ?  b  —  but  he  was  just  here  .  .  .  "  she  glanced  at  the  empty  bed  ,  then  back  to  her  good  -  brother  .  shirei  had  weathered  countless  storms  in  white  arbor  ,  yet  something  about  this  one  felt  ominous  ,  sending  a  chill  through  her  bones  .  "  martyn  ,  "  her  tone  grew  firmer  as  she  gripped  both  his  shoulders  .  "  what  is  happening  ?  "

"Wake up, sister." Though the words were spoken softly, there was a slight worry in their tone, no matter how they tried to conceal it. Once she started moving, Martyn straightened up, attention moving towards the doors where Dusk stood guard. "We must go. Theon sent me, I'm taking you to safety. Where are the children?" A trembling hand reached for Shirei's night robe, handing it over as he willed his nerves to ice.

[starksinthenorth]

Age Proximity of Members of the Great Houses

Based on this post by @goodqueenaly, I decided to go through and put all the most recent members of the Great Houses (and close cousins) in a timeline to compare ages for potential marriage matches between contemporaries. This is mostly for personal references for AU fics I may write in the future, but I thought I would go ahead and make the timeline public because someone else may also see the opportunity for a fun AU!

Looking at the information (below), I get the distinct feeling that if he had his way, Tywin might have tried to push for Aerys to marry Genna. They’re decently of-age and Genna should be a highly eligible heiress. Of the great houses at the time, the only ladies we know of are Alys Arryn, Lyarra Stark, and Aerys’ own sister. Coming off the age of Aegon the Unlikely, it would make sense for the Targaryens to try and appease the Great Houses so if there was any sense among them and not an obsession with prophecy, Aerys would’ve married Alys or Genna. 

Jon Arryn b. 218 - 220

Ronnel Arryn b. 219 - 252

Hoster Tully b. 238 - 40

Rickard Stark b. 239 - 49

Tywin Lannister b. 242

Brynden Tully b. 243 - 45

Kevan Lannister b. 244

Aerys II Targaryen b. 244

Genna Lannister b. 245

Rhaella Targaryen b. 245 - 46

Doran Martell  b. 247 - 48

Tygett Lannister b. 250

Balon Greyjoy b. 255 - 61

Mace Tyrell b. 256

Elia Martell b. 256 - 57

Euron Greyjoy b. 256 - 68

Oberyn Martell b. 257 - 58

Victarion Greyjoy b. 257 - 69

Cleos Frey b. 257 - 76 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Lyonel Frey b. 258 - 283 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Rhaegar Targaryen b. 259

Brandon Stark b. 262

Robert Baratheon b. 262

Eddard Stark b. 263

Stannis Baratheon b. 264

Catelyn Tully b. 264 - 65

Lyanna Stark b. 266 - 67

Lysa Tully b. 266 - 68

Cersei Lannister b. 266

Jaime Lannister b. 266

Benjen Stark b. 267

Edmure Tully b. 267 - 74

Rodrik Greyjoy b. 268 - 74

Maron Greyjoy b. 269 - 75

Aeron Greyjoy b. 269 - 273

Willas Tyrell b. 270-76

Tyrion Lannister b. 273

Asha Greyjoy b. 275 - 76

Arianne Martell b. 276

Viserys Targaryen b. 276

Renly Baratheon b. 277

Garlan Tyrell b. 277

Theon Greyjoy b. 278 - 79

Rhaenys Targaryen b. 280

Aegon Targaryen b. 281 - 82

Harold Hardyng b. 281 - 82 (close cousin of House Arryn)

Quentyn Martell b. 281

Lancel Lannister b. 282

Loras Tyrell b. 282

Robb Stark b. 283

Margaery Tyrell b. 283

Desmera Redwyne b. 283 (close cousin of House Tyrell)

Daenerys Targaryen b. 284

“Red” Walder Frey b. 285 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Martyn Lannister b. 285 - 87

Willem Lannister b. 285 - 87

Sansa Stark b. 286

Joffrey Baratheon b. 286

Tyrek Lannister b. 286

Trystane Martell b. 287

Tywin Frey b. 287 - 88 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Arya Stark b. 289

Shireen Baratheon b. 289

Willem Frey b. 289 - 90 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Brandon “Bran” Stark b. 290

Myrcella Baratheon b. 290

Tommen Baratheon b. 291

Gerion Lannister b. 291

Robert Arryn b. 292

Rickon Stark b. 295

Janei Lannister b. 296 - 97

Not Enough Information to Place Well

Lyarra Stark b. 2?? - 49

Alys Arryn b. 2??

Elbert Arryn b. 2??

Tion Frey b. 2?? - 84 (close cousin of House Lannister)

Hobber Redwyne b. 2?? - 282 (close cousin of House Tyrell)

Horas Redwyne b. 2?? - 282 (close cousin of House Tyrell)

Mina Tyrell b. 2?? - 269 (sister of Mace Tyrell)

Janna Tyrell b. 2?? (sister of Mace Tyrel)

[onionjulius]

I mean, it’s annoying.

Jaime gets a childhood friend, Addam Marbrand.

Arianne gets Drey Dalt and Spotted Sylva and Garin.

Cley Cerwyn is friend to all the Stark boys. And Robb has Theon too.

Jon gets Sam and Grenn and Pyp and Edd and Toad and freaking what have you.

Sansa has Jeyne.

Cersei had Melara.

Stannis gets a pet?

Edmure gets Marq Piper.

Davos gets Sallador.

Y’all, Aerys gets Tywin.

Rhaegar gets Arthur and Myles Mooton and Richard Lonmouth!

Quentyn gets Cletus and Arch and Gerris and ... the other guy who died ...

And Ned. Ned has Robert, Howland, Martyn Cassel, Theo Wull, Ethan Glover, Mark Ryswell, William Dustin ... I ... just ....... !!!!!!!!

WHY CAN’T CATELYN TULLY GET ANY FRIENDS, GEE AR AR EM!?!? WHYYYY!??!!! 

[ravasz]

"Things that aren't meant for the ears of the queen of love and beauty." Of course Martyn would never write anything explicit, not unless he was asked to, but joking about it brought a chuckle out of him. He could feel eyes on the two of them, but when his cousin's seemed to land on him, he suddenly felt as if his reaction to her words was going to have to be an appropriate one, as well as a quiet one. Though he wasn't sure why, given the fact that every time he saw his friend and his cousin interacting he could practically see sparks flying off the two of them as if they were going to burst into flames at any second. Nevertheless, he smiled softly, and locked eyes with her. "I promise I won't tell him. Not a word." And he would keep that promise. "...So, I suppose making him practice dancing with me tirelessly paid off. The face he pulls when focusing on not looking down is the funniest thing I've ever seen." The mere memory of the expression had Martyn looking away with a big smile. "Too bad for the scheming mamas that I am what one would call difficult. And very picky. I'm just glad Theon doesn't wish to push any unwanted betrothal upon me, nor Arya."

"What  else  did  you  write?"  She  asked,  pulling  him  back  towards  her  domain,  the  shadows  at  the  edges,  blue  eyes  darting  across  the  room,  to  check  if  anyone  was  watching  them.  Because,  as  much  as  she  hated  to  admit  it,  it  did  catch  her  attention  more  than  the  dance  card  around  her  wrist.  "Of  course.  I  must  admit,  he  is  a  better  dancer  than  I  may  have  first  assumed.  Don't  tell  him  I  said  that,  though."  Eyes  snap  to  Martyn  as  soon  as  the  words  pass  her  lips.  A  dangerous  game,  any  time  she  spoke  of  their  shared  friend,  a  knife's  edge.  She  trusted  Martyn  with  anything  and  everything,  but  not  that.  Not  when  she  was  so  worried  about  any  news  of  it  reaching  home.  "Or,  in  another  view,  someone  sees  how  valuable  you  are,  and  want  you  all  for  their  house.  Perhaps  some  of  these  scheming  mamas  wish  to  push  their  progeny  on  you."

[gameofthronestldr]

House Cassel

Sigil: Ten white wolf heads, 4-3-2-1, on grey with a black border

Region: The North

Seat: King’s Course

Allegiance: House Stark

History

House Cassel is a minor house of the north in the service of the Starks of Winterfell. They blazon their arms with ten white wolf heads on grey with a black border.

Martyn Cassel was killed at the Tower of Joy in the Red Mountains of Dorne during a battle with three members of Aerys II Targaryen's Kingsguard. Lord Eddard Stark buried him there in a cairn.

Martyn fathered four sons, yet only Jory lived to be a man. Jory was among those who attended the wedding of Eddard and Catelyn Tully. In his attempt to remove the dress from Catelyn, he tore it.

Martyn's brother, Ser Rodrik Cassel, was married three times and had only daughters. His only surviving child is Beth.

Members

Ser Rodrik Cassel, master-at-arms of Winterfell. Executed by Ramsay Snow (TV show: Theon Greyjoy) after the Fall of Winterfell.

Beth Cassel, daughter of Ser Rodrik.

Martyn Cassel, his brother. Died at the Showdown at the Red Mountains.

Jory Cassel, son of Martyn, Captain of the Guards for Eddard Stark. Killed in the streets of King's Landing by Ser Jaime Lannister.

[atopvisenyashill]

why do you think theon is executed? i definitely think theon is charming enough to set himself up as like ~the only person ros feels comfortable not being perfect around~ and i think that offers both a Lot of problems when they have to march south and people start throwing their sons at ros but also, just as much conflict with theon trying to take winterfell (but if he can brag that he can get lord’s stark’s heir to agree to be his wife [whether that’s true or not] [it’s not true, cat and ned would Both have to die for that shit to happen but THEON isn’t about to admit it] does he have more of a leg to stand on when he goes home).

see that’s where i’m struggling because this is an au with absolute primogeniture (i was going based off the gifset in part. Catelyn’s daughter inheriting is really interesting to me) and while i do think it depends when this change happened (ie does sansa manderly stark manage to keep her title and then says fuck you guys inheritance is age based exclusively OR is this perhaps something the first men picked up from the cotf the way they did their religion?), i think if ned is still executed, there’s a non zero chance the northern lords are still pushing for succession. and IF they’d had a ruling lady or two, it might make them more amenable to crowning a girl - like the way the sunderlands crown marla simply bc they don’t vibe with the rest of the vale usually & they didn’t care for the targaryens. the argument that the dragons are all dead, the baratheon kids are really bastards born of incest, and the lannisters have ~broken the feudal contract~ still exists whether they’re crowning a king or a queen.

i also just. i can definitely see her being engaged to jory very young (esp since martyn cassell died at the tower of joy) and ned just being like. yeah yeah it’ll happen eventually. and jory is fairly cool with waiting, he’s still young, jon is still young, it’s cool to just get to know each other With Supervision and wait until she’s like 17-20 and ned stops hovering so much. this is a great match for jory and he seems like a fairly chill, loyal guy.

there’s definitely several fronts to the war though and i can see jon potentially going north with bran and the reeds but i can also see ros wanting her sister with her in the south the same way robb wanted jon there in canon - clinging to the familiarity of your childhood shadow while the world is ending around you. the question for me is really a) can ros afford to bat off marriage proposals in the south while the war is happening b) does catelyn still offer ros’ hand to walder frey to get the twins and c) can catelyn offer ros’ hand to stannis or the tyrells to win them over instead

how does a girl robb navigate ned and sansa as hostages in king’s landing. is a girl jon snow just chilling at winterfell. how does having absolute primogeniture affect the way ned remembers lyanna. i’m gonna lose my mind.

[ravasz]

࣪𓏲ּ  ֶָ  𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         tom glynn-carney,  29,  demi man,  he/they.    announcing  the  arrival  of  MARTYN  of  house  STARK,  the  LORD  of  WINTERFELL.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  COURAGEOUS  and  STUBBORN  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  archery and poetry.  if we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of the muffled sounds of laughter behind closed doors, the feeling of being watched, talking too loud and too fast, frost bitten autumn leaves, hurried steps on marble floors.  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  loyalties  truly  lie  with  HOUSE STARK.

basic information.

official  name:  martyn stark.  noble  title:  lord of winterfell.  date  of  birth: august 18th  age:  29.  birthplace:  winterfell, westeros.  home:  winterfell, westeros.  nationality:  westerosi.  gender:  demi man.  pronouns:  he/they.  orientation:  pansexual panromantic.  monikers:  the winter sun.  languages:  common.  accent:  northern.

physical information.

faceclaim:  tom glynn-carney.  ethnicity:  the first men.  hair:  brown.  eyes:  brown.  height:  five foot seven inches.  build:  lean with a hint of definition in his biceps.  scent:  sandalwood, cherry and vanilla.  dominant  hand:  right.  allergies:  pollen. neurological conditions: hand tremors as a result of the lake incident.  scars:  one over their right eyebrow after a childhood accident, a couple over their arms and legs from when they broke some bones falling off their horse.  distinguishing  features:  glint of mischief in their eyes, constantly searching for an opportunity to annoy someone, a distinct smirk on their face whenever they’re getting yelled at.  clothing  style:  the usual northern aesthetic with softer shades of blue and grey, though Martyn does prefer to venture outside of the box sometimes, wearing more elaborate embroidery, with long tunics that go just under their knees and almost serving as a skirt, belts fastened around their waist for a more feminine silhouette.

personality.

positive traits: bold, observant, intelligent

negative traits: selfish, stubborn, manipulative

label:   the jester.   mbti:   estp.   enneagram:   the enthusiast.   element:   fire.   star   sign:   leo.   temperament:   sanguine.   moral alignment:   chaotic good.   character   inspirations:   roman roy (succession), dandelion (witcher), oberyn martell (got) deadly   sin:   lust.   heavenly   virtue:   prudence.   godly   parent(s):   apollo, loki. developmental disabilities: ADHD.

drives.

hobbies:  poetry, singing, drawing.  religion:  the old gods.  alliance:  house stark, the north.  personal goals:  tbd.  would they choose family or power?  family.

familial ties.

parent one:  ruling lord jon stark, deceased. parent two:  dowager  lady  leona  stark  neé  karstark. spouse:  n/a.  sibling one:  ruling lord theon stark. sibling two: liege lysen stark, deceased.  sibling three: lady arya stark.  sister-in-law: ruling lady shirei stark neé manderly. niece: lyanna stark, four. nephew: benjen stark, two

direwolf.

name: dusk. fur color: copper with some grey and white. eye color: amber

Much like his owner, Dusk is never in his expected place, running off as soon as he loses interest in any situation whatsoever. Martyn had never expected him to be anything different, their bond only strengthening each time they find their way back to each other again. Many a times has Dusk helped the young lord play pranks on others, and even though Martyn knows well that a direwolf is the farthest from a toy, they both seem to find amusement in their games together. He is loyal, intelligent, and though he might not be the strongest out of the other direwolves, he finds a way around any obstacle without any help needed.

history.

trigger warning: cold water/ice exposure, hypothermia, parental death 

As second son to the ruling lord of Winterfell, Martyn had been brought up just like any other member of the noble house of Stark, if not with less focus on duty and accomplishments. And what else was a lordling to do other than relish in the lack of responsibilities and enjoy their complete influence? They acted out, played tricks on staff, ran away, no amount of activities could calm their mind. One cold morning, at no more than ten years of age Martyn had sneaked out, finding the crisp air after a snowstorm filling his lungs soothing, the silence grounding. Their memories of the next moments are still obscure after almost two decades, only filled in by their family and guards once they woke up in their bed. (TW starts here:) They didn't realize they were standing in the middle of a frozen lake, covered by snow. They could still feel the sensation of their stomach dropping as the ground shattered beneath them. They'd never felt that cold before in their life. They're not sure they will ever feel the true warmth of their childhood again. (TW ends here.)

Coming into their adult age, they had found solace in drawing and painting, getting into trouble for having chalk or dry paint on their hands at dinners, and disappearing for hours on end to spend time sketching the architecture of the castle, or the woods.

Much to their advisors' exasperation, it turned out that Martyn was far too good at charming guests, especially when they came to the North for diplomatic reasons and thus, the lordling had been tasked to attend every dinner to lighten the mood and soften whatever blow the ruling lord had prepared. It wasn't much of an assignment, however it had just enough responsibility for Martyn to not feel so left out of things, and to not feel the crushing weight of duty at the same time.

The death of their father came suddenly and without any warning, and in the ascension of his brother Martyn helped as much as he could, trying to keep himself busy in order to not be left alone with his own thoughts as the mere idea of that made him feel like he would crumble from grief. He still hadn't processed his father's death yet, even after a year. He doesn't talk about him, only when he's drunk on wine enough to forget about the conversation the next day.

The death of their sibling Lysen broke something in him that he didn't even know he had--

tba.

headcanons.

They are known to seduce as many people into their bed as they can. They had been the reason for the departure of many a staff and guard, not because of a souring relationship, but mostly because they were found out.

Voice of an angel, can play the lute quite well.

They're not the best at close combat. That said, their fighting style focuses on agility rather than strength, with double short swords and daggers. Their proficiency would be in archery. Their talents in warfare lie more in strategy.

Their body temperature is very cold, they gotta be warmed up by hugs i fear...

Speaking of, after the accident they were bedbound for a couple of weeks, and their direwolf Dusk, known for running away a lot, has instead stayed by his bedside the whole time, curling up around him and giving him some of his warmth.

They are terrified of open water and swimming. They always ask for their baths to be scorching hot, and they need help from staff to do something as minuscule as washing their hair. They don't talk about this, or the accident in the lake, but there definitely are rumors going around about it.

The only things that don't make them instantly petrified as soon as they touch water are the hot springs in the godswood of winterfell which, whenever he's home, he visits frequently.

The idea of an independent north intrigues him very much. Above all, family is everything to him. And he does think that a free north would be best for his family. However he strives for a clean break from the south, with the least bit of bloodshed. Some might call him naive for the idea, but he thinks it might be possible, with the right compromise.

Has been to the Wall before when his father threatened to send him to join the Night's Watch so that he'll learn how to behave properly. Has been beyond the Wall as well, but only for about an hour or so.

They have a sweet tooth. Always seen munching on cakes and tarts and whatnot.

His swords are named: Frostfang and Ember

tba.

[morewoe]

Relief  was  not  a  strong  enough  word  to  describe  what  she  felt,  when  she  could  finally  make  out  cousin's  face,  but  despite  years  of  writing,  Myranda  could  not  think  of  anything  that  fit  better.  "Theon."  Her  stomach  turned  as  she  noted  the  blood,  the  iron  scent  lingering  in  the  halls  and  seemingly  following  every  step,  when  would  they  be  rid  of  it?  Would  it  ever  fade?  "I  was  in  the  library.  There  were...  Bodies.  I  hid."  She  would  have  died  there,  in  the  little  nook  she  had  curled  into,  had  Alaric  not  come  for  her.  Would  have  met  her  end  so  far  from  home,  and  entirely  alone.  She  stopped,  a  few  steps  away  from  him.  She  had  long  since  finished  crying,  but  red-rimmed  eyes  still  bore  the  evidence.  "Have  you  seen  my  siblings?  My  parents?"  She  could  not  bear  the  thought  that  they  were  hurt,  or  worse,  but  somehow  not  knowing  was  even  worse.  "Where  is  Shirei,  and  Martyn,  and..."  Gods  above,  there  were  so  many  she  worried  for,  so  many  potential  losses,  so  many  targets.

closed starter ›› myranda karstark , @morewoe

blood  not  his  own  still  stained his visage and dripped from blade still held at the ready. the screams might have turned distant but theon understood the shadows, felt at home in the darkness that settled over the keep in between flashes of lightning, enemies could lurk. luna tensed next to him, hackles rising; theon stilled and raised his sword         only for it to lower when eyes rested upon familar face.  ❝  thank the old gods. when i couldn't find you, i feared . . . ❞   couldn't say the words. images of finding lysen deceased had flashed across his mind. too late then. never again.