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[b]House Name:[/b]

Targaryen

[b]House Words:[/b]

Fire and Blood

[b]House Decription/General Information (optional):[/b]

The Targaryens are the house which need no introductions, their names are taught to the smallfolk as children, their past a knowledge taught to young lords and maesters alike. The history of Westeros for nearly two centuries has been the history of House Targaryen, even their greatest enemies and their proudest vassals cannot argue otherwise. Ever since Aegon landed from Dragonstone with three dragons and two wives, Westeros would never be the same. They have forged Westeros to their own ends, adopted their faith but changed and ignored rules. They have been loved and hated, but most importantly, above their draconic mounts, have been feared and have ruled. For years it seemed as if the rule of the Targaryens was unbreakable, that they remained above the schemes and plots of the rest of Westeros. This all changed with the Dance of the Dragons. The Targaryens and their dragons had grown numerous, and factions grew among them. Viserys I was a good King in all but marriage and on his death bed left his realm to his eldest daughter, Rhaenyra, but a large faction, led by Alicent Hightower, crowned her son, Aegon II instead. The resulting civil war lasted three years and saw the end of the dragons in Westeros. This wasn't before they cut huge swathes of destruction across Westeros and brought the number of surviving Targaryens to three.

Aegon, Viserys and Visenya ruled, but it was a broken kingdom, one which had been shattered by their own dynasty. The marriage between Aegon and Visenya was political in the extreme, being the daughter of the man who had fed his mother to a dragon, Aegon was hardly thrilled with his mad bride, but an element of affection grew between them, before her eventual suicide while pregnant with their first child. The two brothers, meanwhile, set about rebuilding the nation, teaching lord and small folk that they were a force to be reckoned with, even without the dragons. At first it was a partnership, Viserys being absent from the realm on several occasions due to personal or foreign issues, but as time passed Aegon slipped further into depression and Viserys, his hand, was the true ruler of the nation. The latest generation of Targaryens is less marred by the dreadful conflict, but has each dealt with their father's distance in different ways, there is hope, but also great potential for devastation, in all of them and with the death of Aegon, the eldest, Daeron, has taken the throne, seeking to solidify Targaryen power once and for all.

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[b]Daeron II Targaryen, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Six Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 14
[b]Appearance[/b]:
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[b]Personality:[/b] Daeron is possessed of the gift that his father never knew, the force of personality that can manipulate and charm men and women alike, be it in person or through and impromptu speech, the kind that just comes to the young man on the spot, low born and high will die on Daeron's commands, not just because he is King, but because they believe him to be right and just. Daeron considers himself the greatest hero of his dynasty since Aegon and frustratingly, he might be right. Alongside his headstrong ways and overbearing arrogance is a martial skill that far belies his age. While his uncle may be more skilled in the art of grand strategy, there are no tacticians like Daeron, the same uncle once joking he could take the Red Keep with his toy painted soldiers. Beneath his supreme confidence, Daeron possess insecurities much like any other fourteen year old, he feels, very strongly, the shadow of both his father and uncle, the men who fixed the realm. More personally he struggles with social interactions, although all but his closest relatives would think the exact opposite, while he can hold any conversation, he finds being close to people difficult and the very thought of sexuality makes his skin crawl as much as it makes his heart beat faster.

[b]Biography:[/b]

As the eldest of Aegon III's children, Daeron is the only one to have really known their father before his collapse into depression. While Aegon was never a warm man, he retained enough sensibilities to be a father to Daeron, if only for his earlier memories, playing toy soldiers with the man of cold steel. When Daeron was eight, his father began to slip away, something the young child could hardly understand, let alone come to terms with. At first Daeron rejected Viserys' attempts to provide an alternative father figure, retreating to quiet quarters to read books about the heroics of the Targaryens, the lives of the dragons, and to play with his knights. Time passed and Daeron became increasingly focused on the achievements, and failures, of the people of House Targaryen, not the dragons. They were mounts, nothing more, Aegon and his sisters were still great without them. Daeron could be great to. At the same time, he grew closer, once more, to the rest of his family, accepting both Viserys and his younger siblings, who remembered little and less of the man their father had been.

Upon taking a more active role in the life of both his family and the court, Daeron began to realise his gift with people. His uncle could terrify people, or make the oddest of friends, Baelor could sit for hours and listen, but none of the could inspire like he could, even at a young age. Daeron didn't exactly have friends, but he always managed to convince the servant children to come on adventures with him, to storm the palace. Even once to break into his uncle's study, which was met with a combination of anger and quiet approval. Daeron spent an increasing amount of time honing his skill with the blade and lance, although he was still more interested in studying the art of commanding men, with his uncle whenever the man was free, he was still determined to be able to fight himself. Although not quite as outstanding, it was clear he would eventually become one of the better knights in the Kingdom.

Now in his early teens, Daeron picked up on Viserys' somewhat subtle hints that the time for him to rule may be coming sooner than anticipated. The Hand of the King became increasingly involved in Daeron's education, pushing him to achieve even greater heights in all of his studies, even in ones Daeron had no real interest. Unlike the typical spoilt child, Daeron took gladly to this new pressure, galvanizing him into action. With his uncle over his shoulder, he began to listen in all of his classes, even in things that had previously bored him no end. By night, he planned what he would do once he was King of the Six Kingdoms. With that thought, his mind turned to Dorne. The existence of the independent southern Kingdom seemed wrong to the young Prince, a blight upon the success of the greatest dynasty to set foot on Westeros, one that he would fix, and forever write his name in the annals of history, to do what even the Dragon riders could not.

When Aegon was finally reported dead, Daeron coronation was delayed some weeks for the funeral, the process slow, for in a generation a Targaryen had not been given the honour of a royal funeral, the battlefields of the Dance claiming their ashes. The coronation was no less spectacular. Held at the gates of the Red Keep rather than the traditional location of the Dragon Pit, the affair drew crowds from far beyond the capital, for the Prince, despite his youth, had already made an impact on the smallfolk of the realm. Daeron named Viserys his Hand, respecting his uncle's abilities at such a role, but nevertheless ignored his advice over Dorne, in secret calling his banners shortly after his rule was secure.
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[b]Viserys Targaryen, Hand of the King, Scourge of the Summer Isles, the Clever[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 32
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Personality:[/b] Viserys isn't a great man, at least, he would never accept such a label. He doesn't have a mind that can process a million things in a minute, nor is he a knight worthy of the tales of yore. Everything he has was won through trial and tribulation, his academic knowledge built on endless hours of study, his quicksilver ability with blade earned through training and combat (although, he cannot joust to save his life). Funnily enough for royalty, Viserys never became accustomed to having anything simply provided to him, growing up in civil war and then captivity. An easy man to get on win, Viserys has many friends, although few he can honestly claim to be very close to, those that Viserys does permit himself to love, notably his family and wife, find themselves under his steadfast protection. Few, if any, minds can match the Hand of the King's in the matters of strategy, something rebels and Summer islanders have learned the hard way, their defences picked apart as if they weren't there, supply lines cut and forces surrounded. The easy-going, somewhat 'geeky' Viserys has a darker side however, a side which made his name feared as well as celebrated once he finally returned to Westeros. When angered his eyes burn with an inner fire, and entire families have been totally stripped of all title, if not their lives, upon betrayal of the King's realm.

[b]Biography:[/b]

A young child during the Dance of the Dragons, Viserys was yet to hatch his dragon when the war begun and during the height of the fighting, was sent away, along with three dragon eggs, in the company of his elder brother, with his dragon, aboard a galley to Pentos. Unfortunately for the two brothers they were intercepted by a fleet loyal to King Aegon II. Their vessel was captured, Aegon managing to escape on his dragon, leaving Viserys and the eggs aboard. Cunning even at such a tender age, Viserys disguised himself as one of the sons of the ship cook, but was betrayed by another child aboard the ship, looking for a reward. What became of said child Viserys does not know, the result was simply that he lost the eggs he was charged to protect, and taken to a trader's household, loyal to the cause of Aegon II, in Myr.

There Viseryes lived as a combination of prisoner and slave for many years, growing up in the foreign land of the Free Cities, his ability to forge easy bonds with others developed as he and the other servants gathered together, waiting for an opportunity to escape or reap revenge. At this point Viserys had not illusions of returning home to a kingdom, instead he simply dreamt of no longer being a slave. Such dreams came to fruition shortly after Viserys' 12th name day (the young boy had managed to keep track of such things, that, or no one else was there to tell him differently). With the disaster which was the dance of the dragons, it had become somewhat of a burden for his 'master' to keep a clearly High Valyrian servant around the manor, dealing with westerosi clients as he was, and so, sort to send Viserys out among a large bundle of servants to be sold at market. Despite only being children, with the improvised weapons Viserys had helped them all to conceal, they overpowered their life long captors as soon as they were free of the manor, and escaped into the city.

Once the description of the escaped servants spread around the city, it became clear this was no ordinary group of escapees. Viserys was eventually discovered, attempting to sneak aboard a large galley, by one Ser Gedron Strong, a descendent of the family which had supported his mother's claim during the Dance. Disbelieving at first, once no amount of washing rid Viserys' hair of its silver-gold hue, Gedron took it upon himself to bring the young Prince back to Westeros, to his rightful home. To say Viserys' spirits were lifted was an understatement, and Ser Gedron's tale of the reception that would await the rediscovered Prince did much to inflate that. For a while, after he returned, reunited with the brother whom he had lost, matters were just as he had hoped. The smallfolk adored the story of the returned Prince, especially when he turned out to be skilled with the blade and generally pleasant. Internal family matters became more troubled and events took place to forge a rift between the brothers, even if Viserys remained close and loyal to Aegon, even the most absent-minded of courtiers could notice the young Prince flinch at his brother's anger. To deal with whatever it was that plagued them, Viserys, already bookish, became increasingly interested in academic studies, visiting Oldtown on many occasions to further an interest in a certain subject on many occasion. His work on such was never lauded as brilliant, he would not have maesters doting over his work or describing him as brilliant, for Viserys never shared his knowledge, never attempted to stand out in his studies. He quietly learned what he wanted, before slipping away to some other duty.

The peak of Viserys' conflict with his brother occurred during while he was nineteen years of age, having increasingly developed the will to stand up to his oppressive brother, when rumours reached the court of a new King of the Summer Isles, one preparing to unleash a fleet of pirates upon the narrow sea, Viserys not only planned a response, he put himself at its head, to excuse himself from court for its duration. Unknowingly, Viserys set about the circumstances that would keep him from his home for another two years, in a terrible armed conflict which would earn himself the name 'Scourge' by the local people. It was not that his foreign invasion was viewed as such by all, many preferred the Prince to the tyrannical rule of their local monarch, but his invasion sparked two great years of bloodshed across the steaming jungle islands, and none who passed through that storm remained unchanged. Viserys himself came back a dour man, burdened by the toils of war. While his returned brought about much celebration throughout King's Landing, he did not remain long, instead choosing to tour the Kingdom of the Iron Throne for the next year, many who had known him before the war noticing a remarkable change in the man.

What brought him back was when his journey eventually brought him to Winterfell. It wasn't the scenery, natural or constructed, impressive as it was, that helped him so, but the inhabitants. To find his respite among the supposedly cold people of the Starks was not something he anticipated, but the young, sharp, amazing mind of one Vittoria Stark instantly awoke his old self, so swiftly that, and perhaps something he remains thankful for, she never saw the man he had hidden his true self behind for a year. Despite the years separating them, they were drawn to each other, the young girl practically falling upon his stories of his lineage, of Old Valyria and in doing so, he inferred to her all the advantages the learning available at the Citadel could bring a mind like her's. He wasn't the first or last to say so, he would find out, but he would late become very glad of her decision to follow such advice. Nevertheless, the Targaryen Prince was accepted less favourably by her family, that combined with her youth and an inability to try to bring such a precious individual into the perceived torture of his own family, he left, leaving only whispered Valyrian promises to write.

Viserys returned to King's Landing a rejuvenated man, and the balance between the two brothers was restored. He was named Hand of the King formally, assisting in both matters of the realm and court, even raising the royal children, the number of whom was beginning to grow even as Aegon slipped further into his darker thoughts. Viserys now too old and self assured to take the burnt of his pain, the King drew within himself, although it would be years before he became practically incapable of rule. It was during this period that Viserys' ability as the Hand of the King really flourished, becoming somewhat of a famed affair, Viserys always feeling somewhat exaggerated, as the realm began to show general signs of recovery. One major challenge that awaited such a rule was the issue of Dorne, and increasing hostilities between the two nations of Westeros, thus, when Viserys became aware that William Martell was studying at the Citadel, he took another extended break to visit Oldtown. Equally, although less publicly, he chased rumours of a certain northern lady, wowing her way through the academics of Westeros' largest city.

He met both, befriended the former, in the process picking up on several Dornish customs which would rather aid in diplomacy, striking one of those unusual friendships, persisting across international relations, and fell in love, properly this time, with the latter. The years that had passed had only sharpened Vittoria and now free of the constraints of the North, he was free to be open with her, as best he could. For once the maesters of the Citadel remembered who he was beyond his title, he was the one who seemed inseparable from their prodigy. For a Targaryen Prince of a humble, being in the shadow of someone for a change was deeply refreshing, and he felt no trace of jealousy for her success, particularly as he had never truly sought it himself. When she was 'summoned' North, their building relationship being reported on, Viserys took their time apart to apply himself to diplomacy with Dorne, securing some iota of peace amongst the dreadful raiding that had cost many lives of both sides, before once more assisting, or actively steering, his brother's rule. The death of his brother saddened him deeply, despite their conflicts, and rumours that he had been a part of some conspiracy as to the matter only hurt him further. He was present for his nephew's coronation, but left during the festivities, riding on dire news from the North.

He had never set out to strain any bonds between the now-Princess Vittoria and her family, but losing her was a worse prospect. He is still remembered in the North for holding the whole of House Stark 'hostage' to win Vittoria, not that any peasant would dare say such a thing to Lord Stark himself, or Viserys would ever claim such a thing. Private celebrations of the marriage were cut short by Daeron's call to arms, contrary to any advice Viserys had imparted. Now the Hand of the King prepares to win a war he never wished for, and to serve another King of his blood.
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[b]Prince Baelor Targaryen of Dragonstone[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 14
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Personality:[/b] Of all the current Targaryens, it would be very easier to argue that Baelor is the worst affected by their supposed curse of madness. He is completely withdrawn from all matters but the Faith of the Seven, although he does connect it to all aspects of life. Unlike his sister Rhaena, who could simply be considered devout, Baelor is fanatically so, finding anything contrary to the tenants of the faith a personal affront, never mind that the teachings of one High Septon to another can often contradict themselves, various logic blocks in the young Prince's mind refuse to be called up on such things. He lacks all physical ability expected of a prince, and there is some debate as to whether his obsession with the faith is due to his inability to succeed at 'mortal' activities, or if his time spent buried in sacred text has simply resulted in him neglecting physical pursuits. Despite actually being married to one of them, Baelor is very distant from the rest of his family, having rejected the somewhat cynical trend that has spread across the dynasty. 
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[b]Princess Daena Targaryen[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 12
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[hider=Rhaena Targaryen]
[b]Princess Rhaena Targaryen[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 10
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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