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Mors Martell Hand of the King and Prince of Dorne As Mors made his way to the Small Council chambers he could see his words had already sent the castle into a frenzy. Guards, servants, and royal figures alike were running around, being escorted, or preparing for different purposes. The...

Mors Martell Hand of the King and Bereaved Father Mors mind was already on the coming small council as he found himself deep in thought. As Meryn said he had never given him false information before. He was reliable. Years ago he had pushed for his appointment to the small council more out of...

Mors Martell Hand of the King Mors walking speed was far from slow and even if he had to take longer, quicker strides in order to keep up with the larger Reachmen while he found himself thinking into thought even as they moved. The Grand Maester had not been a young man and it was quite...

Rodrick Pyke Bastard of the Greyjoy Line Rodrick soon found himself alone again after leaving Vaegors chambers, leaving him to stew in his thoughts once more. While he usually would have stayed with him to help him organize his thoughts after such a bold declaration he felt he had to get his...

Hrothgar Greyjoy Lord of House Harlaw, and Left Hand of the Reaper If Hrothgar was at all concerned about Erich's threats he showed no sign of it, his facial expression not even shifting from his general amusement at his earlier observation of Loren before he pointed at the map. "I don't think...

Hrothgar Harlaw Lord of House Harlaw When Hrothgar was called into Erich's chambers he already had some measure of expectation to come. Hrothgar perhaps spent more time around Erich and his campaigns then he had around his own father and it could be said had a familiarity with him. On top of...

Mors Martell Hand of the King He and Meryn continued to chat small talk over the rest of the feast before it broke up and afterward, he saw to some of the clean up before leaving it to the rest of the servants as he went to his room exhausted by the day events. The funeral had been draining...

Vaegor Blackfyre Prince of the Blackfyre Line Vaegor was never a very forgiving individual. And the last few days had started wracking up a gathering of grudges and situations to deal with. A contest for the throne, a concept he had not been able to properly consider until he had been able to...

Mors Martell Prince of Dorne and the Hand of the King In his many years, Mors Martell was not unused to lose and tragedy. He had experienced his own share of loses including his own beloved wife only a few months after the birth of his son due to complications in the birthing but rarely did he...

Vaegor Blackfyre Prince of the Blackfyre Line If there was one thing more depressing then a funeral then that thing was a funeral with his family involved. Originally it had almost gone as well as could be expected. Somber, if high paced preparations had taken place all over the castle for the...

Drennan Greyjoy Lord of the Iron Islands To say Lord Drennan Greyjoy disliked the city he was staring at would be a profound understatement. It was not a new feeling, but rather one he had cultivated from long years of experience and reflection of the cities many faults, and yet he once again...

Hrothgar Greyjoy Dire Wolf of the Sea If there was any city that Hrothgar had to say was a disappointment compared to its reputation Kingslanding tended to be at the top of his list. When he was a young boy he often heard of the great city who had its first bricks set down by the arriving Aegon...

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The invasion has begun jesus xD

Hello I would like to officially put in a request for the norway, sweeden area. @meraki.

Laena Martell Laena had never been to Essos, even in all the missions she had ever run for her father had never been sent to this strange land of vibrant scents and bright colors. Dornish men and woman always loved their bright and vibrant colors, not unconsideringly because the lighter colors...

Urrigon Greyjoy Urrigon couldn't help but roll his eyes when his brother snapped back snarkily, thought he was more annoyed by his brother dancing around the issue. He always had spent to much time on thought and presentation rather than action. Luckily, he didn't do it long, declaring them...

Urrigon Greyjoy It had been a quick ride back to Pyke, Urrigion trading quips with his sister as he rode back to his brother. He could only hope the Lord Reaper of Pyke had finally decided on a course of action. His brother was many things but communitive was not one of them and he had told him...

Qoren Martell Lord of House Martell Qoren was silent for another moment before Darklyns servant came in before anything more could be said, calling them to council. Rather than answering his request he instead mused on something else, speaking just loud enough for the older man to hear. “When I...