OLD RP - Characters

[JustJazzy]

Name: Leanne Lannister 
Gender: Female
Age: twenty-eight
Title: Lady of Casterly Rock; the Hearth of Casterly Rock
Marital Status: Married to Tiber Lannister
 
Personality: Leanne's father was a man of great passions and character - said girl took after her father in personality where she mimics her mother in every physical aspect. Now a woman of intense, even matronly warmth even that could melt even the coldest of heart's, Leanne (or "Lea", as her father dubbed her from a young age) is known for her charitable tendencies and selfless demeanor. She's a girl of easy affection and appears to be just as forgiving and naive in some ways as a child. The youthfulness of her countenance further pushes such assumptions into the minds of others, and she understands that is something she can take advantage of. Her emotions, are not on display like one might think - her interior diverges completely from her exterior. She's nothing if not a watcher, an observer who quickly latches onto the habits and quirks of others and classifies them where she sees fit. While she has no particular gift when it comes to physical violence, she's always had a way when it comes to crafting words. Her words are the product of much thought and manipulation, her emotions as indiscernible as the clouds in the night-sky. A woman of a keen intellect and logic, she's always understood the need for logic to rule her actions rather then her emotions. Due to this when making life and death decisions entirely disconnects from herself to view the situation in a uncharacteristically cold idiosyncrasy few have the gift of experiencing first-hand.

Biography: Born the eldest Brax and only daughter of Antios and Morye, Leanne's child-hood was one of infinite spoils and her parents ready ear and devotion. Vaguely, Leanne can even now recall the rich silk of her mother's voice and the secret smiles her and Antios would share. Safe in the knowledge that her parents truly and irreverably loved one another Leanne never doubted she would not experience the same emotions for the one she would eventually marry. But even then, she knows she was luckier then most. Antios rarely left on business, but the rare occasions in which he would do so, Leanne more often then not accompanied him. Her solemnly pinched face became a constant beside her father even during his meetings with advisers. Not until she was older did Leanne attempt to offer her opinion; she treasured these moments with her father, feeling as if she were the confidant of secrets few knew, and kept her mouth shut in fear of his remembering she was merely a girl - unschooled in such worldly manners. Despite all of this, now Leanne knows that her mother shielded her from much of the pain of the world. Morye's curtain of protection was whisked away the day Kevan was born, and five-year-old Leanne was pushed into a world of responsibility and learning to be a lady. She didn't exactly embrace her new role paired with the constant tutoring and scrutiny of the ladies with the excitement she should've, but all the same understood her duty to her family. For a while Leanne detested the squealing infant her brother was, for what his birth had made her become, but now understands that the descent was inevitable.


Regardless, it was difficult to hate anyone so innocent and easy with affection, and Leanne's little brother quickly because the object of her most readily given attention. Bemusedly, her parents took to calling him "Lea's Shadow", for his tendency to follow and accompany her quietly at even the most inopportune of moments. Only when he was older did there destiny's separate them, as Kevan seemed to lose interest in the sister he'd once viewed reverently and begin to dabble in more testosterone fueled endeavors. Thoughts of then still generate hurt for Leanne when she thinks about how close they used to be. It was around that time perhaps that Leanne met Tiber. The eldest son and heir of the Lannister's - close family friend's of the Brax's - Leanne remembers taking to the boy immediately (and harboring a "secret" crush on him for quite some time). There friendship met the wordless approval of there parents on both ends, and as the years passed there closeness paralleled the passing time. Maybe it was cliche but Leanne fell in love with the person her best friend was over the years - his ambition and that unmatched intelligence. So she knows she was luckier then most when the two eventually wed.


Presently Leanne is now the mother of two, Loreon and Gerald Lannister, of whom she focuses her main attentions on when she's not supporting her husband.


  
Family: 

1. Father: Antios Brax
   
2. Mother: Morye Brax nee Bracken
   
3. Little Brother: Kevan Brax
   
4. "Adopted" Brother: Tom Brax
   
5. Husband: Tibar Lannister
   
   Son: Heir Loreon Lannister
   
6. Son: Gerald Lannister
   

 

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[diwa]

Name
Miranda Danton
Gender
Female
Year of Birth:
346 AC
Age:
26
Title(s):
Mistress of Whispers

Marital Status:
Widow
[Once married to a merchant from Braavos]

Personality:

Miranda is a sweet and charming girl, but the life she suffered made her what she is today. Cold, calculative and cunning. Not to mention that she is a very resilient and resourceful woman. She will do anything to get what she wanted. She is not a recluse but she only and truly just trust herself. Clearly capable of subterfuge and out right lying. She's also capable of getting herself (and others) out of trouble. She's a great force to be reckon with, she can be a powerful ally or she can be a dangerous enemy due to her knowledge of making poisons and espionage. Despite of her cold demeanor, she is quite generous for those who are in need. Highly flirtatious in and out of the job, still, Miranda is not easily swayed with just good looks alone.

Biography:
Miranda grew up without knowing who her father was. She was still too little to remember him clearly. Her mother, Clara, a nagging and ambitious Braavosi woman, told her that her dad was a dreamer, stupid and a useless man. But it wasn't like that before. A family friend told her that her parents were once in love. Her parents met when her father, Felix from the slums of King's landing, went to Braavos for his apprenticeship for the forge. He was a great blacksmith. A good looking man too when he was in his mid 20's, good looking enough that he captured the eyes of a woman who works as a courtesan in one of the famous inn in the city.

The two fell in love, and after two years in Braavos, Felix took Clara back in King's landing with a promise of a better and prosperous life. They settled living outside the slums, It wasn't what Clara expected for she thought that the King's landing was bountiful just like what other people said, but even then, she never left Felix. He was a very hardworking man. He was patient and loving and would do anything for Clara. IT wasn't enough for her but she had no choice, and she was still a little blinded by love.

A year has passed and Clara became pregnant, but nothing changed in their lives. They were still living in the same old small house near the dank slums and Clara was getting impatient. Felix continued on working hard, and giving everything Clara asked, which was mostly material things.

After a while their baby was born and they named it Miranda. Miranda was only two years old when her father passed away. He slipped and fell and hit his head in an anvil in the forge one stormy night. He was cleaning up for the night when the accident happened. Clara was heartbroken and furious at the same time for she learned that her late husband was deep with debt. All those things that he gave her was from a borrowed money. Jewels and the beautiful dresses with expensive laces and ribbons.

Clara sold all her jewels so that she could pay the debt but it wasn't enough. She knew she needed to work, but the problem is the only job she knew was being a courtesan. She went to the nearest brothel and beg the management to take her in. Of course, even in those years, Clara is still a quite beauty. But the pregnancy took a toll in her body. It wasn't the same as before and for that, she resented the innocent baby Miranda.

Years passed, Miranda was 13 and they are still in King's landing. Her mother's plan of going back to Braavos never came true for she became a drunk and an addict. It started when a customer told her that she was not that pretty and good anymore. Clara took the blow too hard and she never quite recover. She became extra abusive and mean towards Miranda, physically and verbally.

They live in a small room the brothel provided and Miranda was forced to work there too. Her mother died a year later, her body succumbed to all the vices she has, finally living Miranda alone to fend for herself. Miranda never felt truly afraid for she felt that she was the one who was fending herself all those time.

She was 16 when she finally made a name for herself. Miranda was very good at her job. She was even one of the best courtesan in the brothel. She was in demand. She was stunning and beautiful. She perfected all the talents and trade that was taught to her during her first time. Many men and sometimes, women, gave her gifts such as jewels, trinkets and dresses. The type of things that her mother would have wanted but Miranda was never satisfied for she never wanted material things.

Her night changed when a rich merchant from Braavos came to their brothel. He was different from all the men she encountered. He knew what he was doing and what happened was the other way around. IT wasn't her who was pleasing him, it was him who was pleasing her. After their passionate night, the man came again the next day, and the next, and the next. And the next. Surprisingly, the man didn't just wanted sex. He actually wanted to talk to her that he even pays for her time just so that the manager of the inn would not be furious at Miranda for not working.

They talked about a lot of things such as cultures, places, religions, monarchs, other cities in the Seven Kingdom and everything that crosses Miranda's curious mind. He was just as animated as Miranda is when they are talking. His visits in the brothel was actually the highlight of her week. Finally. the merchant gathered up all the courage he has and asked her hand in marriage nevertheless what her past is.

Despite that the man is older than her by a decade, Miranda said yes. They sailed back in Braavos after a week. The merchant took Miranda all over the places, she made new friends and gain more knowledge about the world. She was a fast learner and in time, she is fluent in Braavosi, Myrrissh, and Pentoshi. She even knew a little bit of High Valyrian.

She never actually lived before she met her husband and Miranda was really glad and so in love with him. But then tragedy struck again her life. The merchant left Miranda in their house in Braavos, two years after their marriage, for he had business across the sea. He told her that it's only going to be a quick journey and she doesn't need to come with him. It was a short travel but pirates attacked their ship and killed everyone on board except for one who the pirates willingly set free so that he could tell the tale and share the terror the crew felt.

Miranda was again left alone, heartbroken and grief stricken, her attitude about life changed. She was more careful about her emotions and taught herself not to fall deeply for someone ever again. Maybe she really was designated to be alone. She went back to the King's landing, and bought the brothel where she used to worked before. She hide her grief and suffering under the lavish silk dresses and sparkly jewels that she own. Money was easy for her but she was still not content, she was not her materialistic mother. She still feels incomplete.

Finally she discovered something worth more than money. Worth more than all the riches combined. Secrets. Stories like what her late husband used to tell her. Now, she only takes someone if they have secrets worth her time.

With a lot of trustworthy friends all over the Seven Kingdoms, gossips and news still arrives to her even if she was half way across the realm. She has her own little butterflies that delivers the news to her. It was perfect for her late husband taught her that knowledge is a dangerous thing and can topple anyone if it is used correctly.
Appearance:

Family:



Clara Hugins - Mom
Felix Danton - Dad
Merchant from Braavos - Late Husband

Other:

She deals with either men or women, as long as they can give what Miranda demands. ​

 

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[Ms MistyEye]

Name: Logan Stark


Gender: Male


Year of Birth: 347 AC


Age: 26


Title(s): Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North


Marital Status: Widower


Personality:


Logan, as far as Stark's go, is unusual. He lacks the fiery passion that comes with Northern blood. The thirst for combat and proficiency in war is also lacking. Instead Logan possesses the one thing that many of those in Weteros appear to lack; Patience. His sword arm, whilst awkward, is second to his sharp wit and sharper mind. He has a political brain, diplomatic yet firm. He Knows the value of compassion and if possible tends to avoid pointless bloodshed. Though this being said he knows when there is no room left for compassion. He is of great blood, and with his blood comes great honour, family honour which he values above almost all else. He is protective of the little family he has left, as after all, there must always be a Stark in Winterfell 


Biography:


Logan was the first born son of Lord Kanan Stark, the Lord of Winterfell, and his mother was Ana Karstark. The pride and joy of the family, all of the Northern houses gathered to celebrate his birth. The feast lasted for a week and his father was convinced he would go on to be a great warrior and worthy heir. However as Logan grew one thing became apparent. Whilst he was physically adept, with no disability or hindrance he did not take to combat as other boys did. His swordplay was sloppy, his arrows missed targets by miles and even his riding was sluggish. After months of no improvement, Logan's mother suggested that perhaps Kanan should stop pushing his son, allow him to develop new skills but Kanan was adamant, determined that his son would be a great warrior like himself. Despite his mother's protestations, Logan himself had no desire to give up his combat training, instead determined to meet his fathers expectations. After years of doing so, drilled day after day Logan gained a better understanding of the ways of war, whilst no master he could hold his own. Though this is not the only skill he gained, whilst he failed to execute most of the moves, he understood them. He understood where best to use them and how best to counter them. This skill translated itself up to a larger scale as Logan found in his lessons with the Maester he understood far more of battle tactics than of battle itself. He learnt swiftly and soon even impressed his father with his foresight. Though despite this Logan could sense his fathers disappointment. After all he was no warrior.


In his late teens Logan was engaged to Kara Umber in order to solidify relations between the two houses. Whilst the wedding was arranged Logan found a deep attraction towards the girl who was beautiful in every way. Their engagement was short and at the age of 20 the two were wed. Logan discovered a new happiness in Kara's company and began to adapt to his life as heir of Winterfell. Though inevitably tragedy struck when just two years later Kara fell pregnant. Whilst in itself, not a tragedy a difficult birth followed which resulted in both the deaths of Kara and their son. Wracked by grief, Logan vowed to never marry again causing conflict between him and his father. A conflict which was worsened by a series of horrible events. Logan's mother travelled North to the Wall in order to visit her Nephew who had recently been exiled. Whilst she made it there safely, on her return trip her company was attacked by Wildlings in the night who killed both Ana and her guards. When news reached Winterfell, Logan's father Kanan was outraged, vowing vengeance and raising an army of 10,000 men, before marching North, intent on pushing any Wildlings back over the wall. Of course such a conflict wasn't quite as simple. The Wildlings roamed in small bands and often used hit and run tactics to pick off Northern troops and disrupt their supply lines. The war resulted in the loss of many Northmen for no visible gains causing many of the Northern Lords to lose faith in Lord Stark. To make matters worse the grief of losing his wife and the efforts of the campaign had all but destroyed Kanan's health and he was forced to return to Winterfell after only four months and losing 2000 men. Once he returned to Winterfell he remained bed bound where a sickness took hold. A few weeks later, Lord Kanan Stark died peacefully in his sleep in 372AC. 


Logan spent the last couple days by his father side, comforting his father as he succumbed to first a fever, then the illness. Left in a tough situation, Logan has spent the last year rebuilding the Stark name, regaining the trust of the other Northern lords whilst simultaneously keeping the Wildlings in check. With his father dead, and Logan the Lord of Winterfell he may have to rethink his vow to the single life.


Family: 


Kanan Stark: Father - Deceased


Ana Stark: Mother - Deceased


Rae Stark: Sister - Alive


Unnamed: Brother- Alive


Jon Stark: Cousin- Alive

 

[Ms MistyEye]

Name: Rae Stark


Gender: Female


Year of Birth: 354 AC


Age: 19


Title(s): Maiden of the North


Marital Status: Single


Personality:


Rae is every bit the contrast to her older brother, patience simply isn't in her vocabulary. She is a firm believer that the best solution is often the simplest solution, it is merely a bonus if bloodshed is involved. She is far from the typical lady of Westeros, even those that don arms usually do so with a sense of honour. Rae is not a stranger to politics and despite her single mindedness she is also motivated by what is best for her people and family. She prefers to leave the diplomacy to Logan, often only indulging in formalities when it is expected of her. Even with those she cares about she can be blunt and apathetic, reluctant to show emotion in case it is mistaken for weakness. 


Biography:


Rae was born in not only Logan's shadow, but the shadow of her twin also. Both Kanan and Ana were delighted upon her birth, glad to have an eligible daughter to marry off some day. However as Rae grey one thing became immediately apparent, she was never meant to grace the halls of some foreign lord, nor was she ever mean to bare children for some Northern man. Rae was a born warrior. From a young age she watched Logan's attempts to train in the arts of war, often amused at his lack of success. When the time came for her twin to learn the ways of the sword she watched too, jealousy building within her. Her twin took notice and, in the little free time he had taught what little he knew to her. The two would spar in secret, strengthening their already existing bond. That was until Kanan took notice of her skill, amazed at how she was bale to keep up with her much larger twin. Instead he arranged for Rae to train in combat also, guiding her efforts towards speed and agility. As she grew, so too did her skill with a blade until both she and her twin surpassed Logan, an even match for one another. Despite this preference for violence, Rae still spent a lot of time with her mother, learning enough etiquette and tact to avoid embarrassment in formal settings. Though when most of these lessons were supposed to take place, the two would often become side tracked, simply enjoying each others company and fostering an ever growing bond.


Despite this indulgence, Kanan was still keen to use Rae to further strengthen his bond with the other Northern houses. Though despite his best efforts every arrangement was vetoed by Ana who was determined that any match must suit Rae perfectly. As such, no match was found before Ana was killed during her trip the Wall. Furious and outraged, Rae joined her father in his conquest North, leaving Logan to manage Winterfell. She fought fiercly and fiercer yet when her father called the retreat, adamant that they not leave until every Wildling had been slain. She only agreed to abandon the campaign upon realising the effect it was having on her father's health. Upon returning to Winterfell, Rae remained at odds with Logan and the other Northern Lords, blaming them for the war's failure. She spent little time at her father's death bed, unable to see his shattered body and weakening mind. She was also half afraid of any parting words he may leave her with, knowing that if they were commands to marry, she could not refuse them. In his last couple hours she gatered around her bedside and her fears were confirmed, her father ordered both Logan and Rae to find suitable matches so that the Stark name would remain strong, as there must always be a Stark in Winterfell.


Family:


Kanan Stark: Father - Deceased


Ana Stark: Mother - Deceased


Rae Stark: Sister - Alive


Unnamed: Brother- Alive


Jon Stark: Cousin- Alive


Other: 


-Rae is proficient in many types of combat, though often prefers either daggers or axes as her weapons of choice. She uses her size, speed and agility to her advantage as well as the fact she is constantly underestimated by her opponents.


-Rae is heterosexual, despite her aversion to men

 

[Grammatic]

Name: Tom Brax


Gender: Male


Year of Birth: 350 AC


Age: 23 Years old


Titles: The Broken Brax. The Sword of Blood. Grand Master of the Summer Knights(unofficial)


Martial Status: Unmarried


Personality: Tom Brax is a man of little humor. Preferring to rely on his sword rather than his words, Tom is quick to action, and quick to anger. The few friends he has knows though he is a caring individual, who sees those he cares about as his real family, and will go to any length to protect.


Biography: Born in a small house near the Hornvale, Tom entered the world in a twilight view. His blood was close enough to the House Brax lineage that he could take the name, but he was forever destined to be an outsider among them. His mother died during childbirth, and his father, whom everyone assumed to be a member of the House, never stepped forward. If not for the intervention of the Lord of the House, Tom likely would have been cast out as a beggar on the streets. Instead, he became a ward to the House, and he was taught and raised at the expense of Lord Antio.


Despite a slightly awkward start, Tom quickly became part of the House, if to a slightly greater extent than the rest there. Despite being sent to tutoring sessions with the rest of the children, Tom barely paid much attention to such things. His mind was, even from the age of five, his inherent aggression and actions directed him to the sword. At the age of eight, he had begun a extensive combat regime, and by the age of fifteen, he had already become a master swordsmen in the word of the Master at Arms, whom Tom proved able to defeat with ease. In combat with his extended family, Tom would spend a good amount of time helping them learn more advanced combat techniques, and the few times he dueled them, he would hold back.


At the age of sixteen, Tom received was growing restless in Hornvale, wanting to go out and see things in the rest of the world. Before he could plan any further, a tournament being held at Casterly Rock gave Tom the chance to fight in real combat against opponents, and despite complaints, the word of Lord Antio, a man Tom had grown to respect, Tom was allowed into the tournament. In the early rounds, Tom easily overwhelmed and defeated his opponents, laying down numerous victories at the feet of his lord. Eventually, he made it to the final round of the tournament, where he faced down a Lannister. In the early minutes of the combat, Tom had a advantage, until he lost his footing when he slipped in a still wet pool of blood, and he was defeated.


After the tournament, before he could speak with Antio and apologies for his failure, he was approached by two Gold Cloaks. He was taken to a small back room, where he met Aelyx Targaryen, the kings second son. What words were spoken between the two only they know, but after the meeting, Tom went and spoke with Lord Antio, before departing Casterly Rock, not to Hornvale, but to Summerhall, with the young prince.


Since then, Tom has become the Grand Master of the Summer Knights, warriors like himself, from noble houses but with little real nobility to them. United, they stand as the swords and shields of Aelyx Targaryen, much as the Kings Guard do for the King. Tom still keeps in contact with his friends and family in the Hornvale, but he spends all his time ensuring the Summer Prince never comes to harm.


Appearance:


Other Info: Tom enjoys sword fighting to a level few do. He uses his free time to train the Summerhall soldiers and other Summer Knights, and it is rumored that he is one of the best swords in the realm.


Family: Extended


Lord Antio Brax


Lady Leanne Lannister


WIP


Other Members of the Summer Knights:


Tom Brax-Grand Master


Lora Oakheart


Jornah Carlon


Torin Fell


Maxim Waters

 

[JustWhipIt]

Name:
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Aegor Targaryen
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Gender:
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Male
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Year of Birth:
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344 AC
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Age:
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29
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Title(s):
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Crown Prince of the Red Keep
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Heir to the Iron Throne
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Marital Status:
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Single
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Personality:
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Aegor is exactly the solemn heir that one would expect, taught to be courteous and humble from the very start. However, he isn't one for long or extended conversations, using only as many words as needed to get his point across, making him come off as rather stern. The few people he doesn't mind a lengthy chat with are mostly restricted to family members and the other residents of the Red Keep. What he lacks in affability though, he makes up for in presence. Even with his dismissive and commanding nature, he's regarded as a capable ruler, given the commitment and dedication he's shown in his preparation. So far, his competence has been noted among those in the Seven Kingdoms and thus, deemed favorable in the eyes of many. In theory, Aegor is an ideal successor to his father Maegor, given his history of resolve and diplomacy. Having realized the magnitude of the role he was born to fulfill early on in his life, he's taken the initiative to prepare himself to the fullest, especially considering the peace that his father was able to maintain. His recent trip to the Stepstones is a testament to his efforts, being only one of the many things that has earned him the respect of commoners and nobles alike.
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Biography:
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Unsurprisingly, Aegor's early life was dominated by studies and training, much like the rest of his siblings. Though he was never particularly gifted at anything, the sheer amount of time he put into his studies made him a talented child in more categories than one. Much of this is in part because of his father's reputation in the Seven Kingdoms. Once being old enough to appreciate the feats of Maegor, reality struck the young Targaryen. Even as a child, there were questions surrounding him as to whether or not he would be able to follow in his father's footsteps. No doubt the pressure got to his head, as his life was far from stress-free, and quite noticeably so. Born into the position he was, he didn't have much choice but to accept his future, which he would later grow to appreciate. When he did have some time off, he sought the company of his other siblings, most of whom he got along with just fine. However, with age, Aegor's time spent among his siblings drastically decreased. Although he never considered himself a model sibling himself, he did feel a slight ounce of guilt for it. 


As he matured, Aegor took careful note of his father's words and actions, knowing he would be emulating them some years later. Gradually, time that was once spent with his siblings became more time spent with his father, his instructors, and even members of the Small Council that he may one day have worked alongside. It was a period of learning where he was introduced to many aspects of kingship. During this time, he legitimately found interest in the thought of inheriting the Iron Throne, and looked forward to the day he would. As a result, he committed even more time to his studies and bettering himself. Yet, it wasn't until he reached the age of twenty did his name begin to circulate in Westeros. 

 
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Aegor increased his presence and popularity outside of the Crownlands in the recent years by leading a series of campaigns, the most recent being a battle against the pirates of the Stepstones. While the operation was initially an overwhelming success, some unfortunate circumstances resulted in Lord Commander Prester being slain in combat. Believing his own oversights were the cause of the Lord Commander's death, the events that transpired in the Stepstones were a great blow to the prince's confidence. During his return to King's Landing, he befriended Albert Lannister, another member of the Kingsguard who played an integral part in the recovery of the campaign. He was in debt to the Lannister so much so that he vouched for his promotion to Lord Commander, a ruling which ultimately passed. Ever since then he's been residing in the Red Keep, taking a much needed break for the first time in years.
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Family:
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Maegor Targaryen (Father)
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Vaella Targaryen (Sister)
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Valaena Targaryen (Sister)
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Aelyx Targaryen (Brother)
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Jaehaerys Targaryen (Brother)
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Lucerys Targaryen (Brother)
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Visenys Targaryen (Sister)
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Aerea Targaryen (Sister)
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Aegon Targaryen (Brother)
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Aerion Targaryen (Uncle)
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Daeron Targaryen (Uncle)
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Rhaenys Targaryen (Aunt)
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Other:
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Has a decent relationship with most of his family, though he regrets not spending as much time as he could have with them.
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[Greenbriar]

Name: Ser Jaehaerys Targaryen


Gender: Male


Year of Birth: 350 AC


Age: 22


Title(s): Master of Coin, Prince of the Realm, Knight, The Gentle Dragon


Marital Status: Married to Aemma Targaryen nee Arryn (age 17).


Romantic Preference: Heterosexual


Personality: Greatness and Madness are two sides of the same coin. Each time a Targaryen is born, it is said, the Gods toss a coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land. In Jaehaerys’ case it seems as though the coin landed on its edge instead, resulting in a mild man with none of the reckless grandeur of his father (in younger years). He has his pride – but then, who of the blood of the dragon does not? In his case however it is tempered by a realistic appraisal of his strengths, and a merciless examination of his weaknesses that on occasion lead to rare moments of humility. Quiet by nature, he tends to avoid the center of the social whirl unless his duties - among other things - demand it. One of those other things is his wife, Aemma Arryn, who he loves with a quiet passion that often leads him outside of his comfort zone.


Biography: Jaehaerys was born late in 350 AC, the fifth of what would ultimately be nine children of King Maegor the Magnificent. From a child’s-eye-view, his father was a glittering stranger who was every bit as impressive as the bards sang. He rarely saw him in those early years, as he would play with his nurse and siblings in the gardens, being particularly close to his older sister Vaella. Like his older brothers he began lessons in arms, arithmetic and academia after his fifth birthday, along with the lessons in rights, responsibilities and loyalties required for anyone one day expected to rule. He still spent most of his time with his siblings, and even had the opportunity to sit in a small chair to one side and watch as his father held court. He only spoke with his father when he either excelled or did dismally at his studies and after his first tongue-lashing he worked hard to ensure it was the former.


Over the years Jaehaerys built a trained skill with sword and lance - appropriate for a son of the Royal house – but his true passion was in the world of the mind. While others of his siblings rushed through learning the required rudiments of arithmetic and recent history, he found them fascinating and soon wandered into historiography and the living maths of economics with the active connivance of his tutors. So he continued with his studies and with a slowly growing presence both at court and at the tourney-ground. At the age of 13 he became conceived of an utterly unsuitable passion for one Meera Flowers, a maid in the service of Lord Humfrey Tarly. For the young prince to tup the girl might have been accepted, even encouraged as part of his journey to manhood but instead - having stolen a few kisses that weren't nearly as secret as he imagined - he planned to steal away and wed the girl! They told no one, yet someone talked and the morning before they were due to elope he was awoken by firm hands in white armour. It was the first time in his life that his father came to him, and while still in his bed clothes he received a scathing dressing-down on the duties of the royal blood, of his responsibility to his family and his House and the likely proclivities of money-grubbing whores. 


His brother Aegor having recently been knighted, Jaehaerys was firmly evicted from court and taken as a squire in his eldest brother's service. In truth he had been a callow youth, and his time drawn out of his books saved him from an entirely scholarly fate. He spent nights under the moon with only canvas over his head, and rode for days from tourney to tourney. He occasionally fought in the squires' bouts at tournament, but he didn't taste blood until Aegor took him on campaign. He served and fought in three campaigns beneath the dragon banner, and following the campaign against the Stepstones in which Lord Commander Prester fell he was knighted on the battlefield. This proved a double-edged sword, as while the 19-year old was eminently qualified he promptly decamped back to King's Landing. This caused some ill-feeling between Aegor and Jaehaerys, although they have begun to draw back together over the past year. 


Returning to King's Landing ahead of his brother he was able to bear the ill news of the Lord Commander's death, and the King was much impressed by the change in his son. No longer a sappy lovelorn youth, here stood a man - and a man well able to bear the task assigned to him. Though the realm had largely seen peace since the Great Reconquest there were still deep wounds in some parts of Westeros and each of the Lords Paramount ever seemed to keep one eye out for a chance to go their own way. Maegor the Magnificent was a firm believer in dynastic marriages (the implied chance of a wedding to his elder children carrying near as much weight as an actual betrothal to his younger) and given their undiminished military might following the War of the Five Kings, old Lord Robert needed to be bound closely to the Royal House. Regrettably there were no daughters of the direct line of a suitable age and demeanor, and so the King turned to the healthier cadet line and Jaehaerys wed Aemma Arryn. The Arryns of Gulltown were delighted with the closer ties to the crown (though they have but rarely used the royal connection for their own protection) and remain firm friends. 


After the previous officeholder was made a foot shorter for the twin crimes of peculation and plotting with enemies of the crown, Jaehaerys took up the role of Master of Coin and to this date lives at King's Landing, managing the King's expenses and seeing that the Realm and the Treasury alike grow rich and full. It was a role that was not without its perks, but one thing remains that ensures that he, at least, will never take those few steps too far. Jaehaerys is a man of honour and duty, and a true Targaryen. 


Fire and Blood.


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Family: 


King Maegor I Targaryen, the Magnificent.


Aegor Targaryen, Maegor’s eldest son. Heir to the Iron Throne.


Vaella Targaryen, Maegor’s eldest daughter.


Valaena Targaryen Maegor’s second daughter.


Aelyx Targaryen, Maegor’s second son. Prince of Summerhall.


Jaehaerys Targaryen, Maegor’s third son. Married to Aemma Arryn.


Lucerys Targaryen, Maegor’s fourth son. A septon.


Visenys Targaryen, Maegor’s third daughter. Married to the Prince of Pentos.


Aerea Targaryen, Maegor’s fourth daughter. Married to a rich merchant.


Aegon Targaryen, Maegor’s fifth son. Betrothed to a Baratheon.


Aerion Targaryen, Grandmaester.


Daeron Targaryen, Maegor’s brother. Prince of Dragonstone.


______ Targaryen, Maegor’s nephew.


______ Targaryen, Maegor's nephew.


_____ Targaryen, Maegor’s sister.


Rhaenys Targaryen, Maegor’s sister. Married to the Lord of Driftmark.


Other: Possesses a dragon egg from the clutch of Aegion, kept in a safe place.


Unlike some of his siblings, Jaehaerys does not have a personal knightly order but instead a special unit of Goldcloaks he's assembled to be his personal troubleshooters in King's Landing. 

 

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Name: Meria Waters


Gender: Female


Year of Birth and Age: 366 AC, 7 Years Old


Titles: N/A


Marital Status: Single


Personality: Meria is a fun loving, energetic young girl. She enjoys running in the fields and playing like other children do, and she enjoys learning new things. When she is not cooped up in the sept's orphanage, she is often out causing trouble in the small town she calls home.


Biography: Meria never knew her mother, or father for that matter. Her earliest memories were growing up in the orphanage, run by a pair of grouchy septa's, whom rumor has it, half of them started by Meria herself, are actually lovers. Such talk earned her many beatings, but she never really cared. By the time she could walk, she could run, and she never really stopped running when she wasn't in the orphanage. She eventually became a sort of pack leader for a small group of the other orphans. They would often spend long times in the fields, simply running, on the days that Meria decided not to try something...


Going into her seventh year, Meria began to get into more and more trouble. Merchants in the town began to complain more and more of children from the orphanage robbing their carts and snatching their purses, each accusation, whether true or not, quickly earned the ire of the septa's. Of all the children though, Meria was usually singled out for the worst punishments. Even when she was younger, the septa seemed to hate her more than other children, something that Meria was always curious about, but never had the time or care to find out.


Eventually, as most things happen, Meria got in over her head in one of her most recent stunts. Now, she must face the consequences...


(add pure white hair, but her eyes are the same.)


Family: 


Targaryen royal Family


Mother- Unknown


Father- Aelyx Targaryen

 

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[SIZE= 11px]NAME[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Evelyn.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]GENDER[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Female.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]YEAR OF BIRTH[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]355 AC.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]AGE[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]18.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]TITLES[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]N/A.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]MARITIAL STATUS[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Unmarried.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]PERSONALITY[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Despite not having the easiest childhood, Evelyn is a sweet natured and resilient girl who is yet to give up. A real people pleaser, she focuses on making those around her happy and grows anxious very quickly when she fears somebody is upset with her. Her loyalty is unwavering and she would rather die than betray those she cares about, which makes her a very good secret keeper and helps people to trust her. She has learnt over time the power of a little flirtation, and so she knows now how to manipulate people just a little more than she sued to. Overall, Evelyn is a sweet, devoted young woman who takes life one day at a time.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]BIOGRAPHY[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Evelyn was some man's mistake, planted in her mother during a visit away from home. She never knew him, for he was gone even before Evelyn's mother realised she was with child, and after complications during the birth that lead to her mother's untimely death, Evelyn was left alone. As a child she managed to get by by stealing food, doing odd jobs in exchange for a bit of bread, that sort of thing, but as she grew older she found that people no longer wanted her to clean, they wanted her to come to bed. In her desperation, she obliged. It was only when she met Miranda Danton one day that her life changed and she began to feel safer-- naturally, she remains in the business, so to speak, but she is now more of a courtesan than a common whore. The difference is so important to her. She is in awe of Miranda and would do anything for her.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]FAMILY[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Cailyn // Mother[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]OTHER[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 11px]Evelyn had a particular soft spot for cats.[/SIZE]


 

 

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