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Appearance : Rhea is of average height with medium to fair skin. She is slight of build and has dark golden-brown hair that falls to just below her shoulder blades. Her eyes are also dark brown, often giving her a rather intense look when she's feeling passionate over something. Full Name ...

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Name: Branch Title(s): Warg Warlord of Whitetree Moniker(s): The Ghostwolf, Ghost Age: 33 "Enjoy life while you can. It only takes a single spearhead to end it." Appearance: Branch is red of hair with dark brown eyes, flecks of green visible to those who come close enough in the sunlight...

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Lǐngshìwèi of His Majesty the Emperor Keung "What is success without honor?" {slide=center |open | 145| } The green reed which bends in the storm is stronger than the mighty Oak which breaks in the storm. Your Royal Highness Application basic information- role; Lǐngshìwèi of His Majesty the...

The Àrd-nighean of Gòrdanach "The soul of the land itself runs through our veins." {slide=center |open | 145| } By blood and soul Your Royal Highness Application basic information- role; Àrd-nighean (Chief's Daughter) full name; Rhowynn Sionnach Gordon alias; The Red Fox age; 26 gender...

The Sand Kitten and the Ashen Moon Anaya Uller and Lucas the Ashen Blade Dressed in a soft gown of subdued orange, a small Dornish woman darted across an alleyway that intersected with the Street of Silk, heading south towards the northern-most edge of Rhaenys’s Hill. A teal scarf was wrapped...

Ashes Like Snow Willow Stark and Jaremy Reed It had been a few days since they’d fled the battleground that was once the heart of the North. The entire event still seemed so surreal as they trod through the lighter edges of the forest, the slowly dying light signalling that nightfall was...

Willow Stark Winter's Blossom Stained with Red It was Harrenahal all over again. Men of various banners had begun to race about within the walls of Winterfell, swords drawn and thirsty for the life-blood of her kinsman. She barely realized the Karstark guard was coming for them as his words...

Johari Waxley Handmaiden Age: 19 WIP <3

Willow Stark Winter's Blossom Stained with Red Death. So much death in so little time. Winterfell had been painted red with the blood of the Lords that had sworn fealty to the Starks. She didn't get to see whether Lord Ryswell lived or died and that was probably for the best, she really didn't...

Willow Stark Winter's Blossom Stained with Red One moment, her father was stalking into the room as if he'd caught a group of troublesome children vandalizing a family wall-hanging, and the next Lord Bolton's blade was being shoved through the Umber Giant's chest. She'd given little more than a...

Rowan Royce The Moon Warden's Daughter Fire flickered in the background as if in a hearth. There were others nearby. Men. Three to be exact. Their faces were never clear for her, their words were tauntingly muffled, each aspect just out of focus enough that she couldn't quite make it out. But...

Nest Lost Arrow The smell and creak of leather filled the air within the tent Nest occupied as he tugged on a sturdy pair of boots and stood, glancing back down at his bedroll with a frown. There was a new tension in the air but he couldn't read it, couldn't figure out what it was exactly that...

An Unexpected Visitor Anaya Uller and Natanael Baelish Dressed in a long simple gown of peach-dyed linen, Anaya stepped out of what was being used as a bath chamber, the small tub left behind with soap-polluted water that still held some of its heat. A servant would come by soon to throw the...