[center][img]http://www.wallpapermade.com/images/wallpapers/originals/game-of-thrones-fire-and-blood-targaryen-wallpaper-1093.jpg[/img][/center] [center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=House%20Targaryen&name=Game%20of%20Thrones.ttf&size=75&style_color=F2091D[/img][/center] [hider=Myriah Targaryen][center][color=9FF781][h1]Myriah Targaryen[/h1][/color] [img]http://i.imgur.com/hcFPlk4.png[/img] [color=9FF781][i]"I'm going mad aren't I? I can feel it...my mind slipping into darkness. My moments of clarity are becoming shorter. Why is this happening to me? Can no one help..."[/i][/color][/center] [center][i]"That girl has the Targaryen madness in her, I swear! I found her talking to herself yesterday." - Servant [/i] [i]"One minute she is perfectly sane, and the next she is throwing a fit, screaming, and braking things! I refuse to serve her anymore, the damn girl bit me." - Septa Odile[/i] [i]"You know she was born with a caul. Some people think that a child born with a caul has the gift of second sight, maybe its true...maybe that is what ails her...what brings on the madness. Seeing the ghosts of the Red Keep, and hearing voices would drive anyone insane." - Maester Clovis[/i] [/center] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YM0-V4yNVkI/UdoFijXUdvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UnWCbgmAsrY/s400/butterfly.gif[/img] [color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9FF781]Name[/color] [indent]Myriah Targaryen, The first of Her Name, Royal Princess of the Seven Kingdoms. [/indent] [color=9FF781]Nickname[/color] [indent]Myra, Princess, Mad Myriah, Dragonfly[/indent] [color=9FF781]Gender[/color] [indent]Female[/indent] [color=9FF781]Age[/color] [indent]Sixteen[/indent] [color=9FF781]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Heterosexual[/indent] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/NPcdV04.png[/img] [color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9FF781]Father[/color] [indent]King Daerys Targaryen[/indent] [color=9FF781]Mother[/color] [indent]Queen Nymeria Targaryen [i]nee[/i] Martell[/indent] [color=9FF781]Siblings[/color] [indent][b][url=http://i.imgur.com/fvnq2D3.png]Brother[/url][/b] - Prince Aenar Targaryen, 13. Crown prince of the seven kingdoms, heir to the iron throne. He loves animals more then people. He is cool-headed, witty, blunt, and a tad sarcastic. [b][url=http://i.imgur.com/Q4i6cb1.png]Brother[/url][/b] - Prince Valerion Targaryen, 9. He is second in line for the Iron Throne. He wants to be the greatest knight in the world. He is very serious, hardworking, and stubborn. Older twin to the late Prince Daemon. [s][url=http://i.imgur.com/SOtTxOp.png]Brother[/url][/s] - Prince Daemon Targaryen, deceased. He died eight years ago. He was twelve months old, and was very sickly. Pneumonia killed him. Younger twin of Valerion Targaryen. [b][url=http://i.imgur.com/6jNFty1.png]Sister[/url][/b] - Princess Shaena Targayen, 7. She is mischievous and very haughty. She is her mothers favorite child, and thus mollycoddled and very spoiled. [s][url=http://i.imgur.com/9aDrc24.png]Sister[/url][/s] - Princess Alysanne Targaryen, deceased. She died two years ago. She was almost four years old, when she died from Tuberculosis. [b]Half Sister[/b] - Illysia Blackfyre is her older half-sister. She is the King's bastard daughter. [/indent] [color=9FF781]Religion[/color] [indent]Faith of the Seven[/indent] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]https://betweenthecoversau.files.wordpress.com/2014/07/choosing-books.gif[/img] [color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9FF781]Strengths[/color] [indent]Myriah has an impeccable memory, and thus she has always been a very good student. She excels in the areas of mathematics, language, writing, and memorizing facts. She had also been raised bilingual and so she is fluent in High Valyrian as well as English. Even though she is a girl, her parents made sure to get her an education fit for a Targaryen Queen. Always the creative one, Myriah loves to paint, and embroider. Much of her time is spent doing those activities. Otherwise she can be found riding her horse, walking in the garden, or reading in the library. She also keeps a journal, and writes in it often. Her hand writing is beautiful, albeit a little on the swirly side. She has a very enchanting singing voice, and use to sing her little sister Alysanne to sleep. Her mother once told her that her voice was a blessing from the gods. Her old Tutor was a fan of botany and plants, so she knows quite a bit about them, and she is a fan of the flower language. [/indent] [color=9FF781]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]The most obvious weakness is that she is slowly loosing her mind, not that anyone knows this, as its only a rumor outside her family and sworn servants. Her fears of going crazy, and loosing it forever haunt her daily, though she does a good job most of the time maintaining her [i]'I'm Fine'[/i] facade. Along with the crazy spreading through her mind she also has nightmares and dreams of the prophetic variety. Though they hardly make any since to her. Do to the terrible illness she suffered from last year, her health is not as it once was. Strenuous activities such as prolonged running, fast passed dancing, and most sports are not something she can really do. Unless she wan't to start coughing, and then faint. She also get sick easier then most, and is a tad anemic. Interestingly enough she can not swim. Not that she never tried to learn, but almost drowding when she was six has made her steer clear of deep water since. She is also rather terrible at chess, even though its her father's favorite game. Her seven year old sister typically beats her at the game. [/indent] [color=9FF781]Weapon[/color] [indent]She knows a bit about poisons, and she carries a small [url=http://41.media.tumblr.com/2ea072751787bbf6e79ed9ad4184dead/tumblr_mgshpbjtMX1rs2gnoo1_500.jpg]dagger[/url]. [/indent] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]https://45.media.tumblr.com/bad1a218634728884ed8f9b6c429000a/tumblr_nhxs7up9gE1sydk7vo1_500.gif[/img] [color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9FF781]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*] Flowers [*] Pearls [*] Animals [*] Her Family [*] Archery [*] Perfume & Fragrant Oils [*] Fruit [*] Charity [/list][/indent] [color=9FF781]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*] Barbarians [*] Winter [*] Toads [*] Sitting for portraits [*] Stupidity [*] Wearing Shoes [*] Coffee [*] Gambling [/list][/indent] [color=9FF781]Habits/Quirks[/color] [indent][list][*] Ambidextrous [*] Always has coins in her purse to give to beggars and peasants [*] Bites her bottom lip when she is nervous [/list][/indent] [color=9FF781]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*]Painting [*] Needlework [*] Playing the Harp [*] Weaving [*] Painting [*] Reading [*] Calligraphy [*] Writing [/list][/indent] [color=9FF781]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*] Hurting Someone She Loves [*] Giving Birth [*] Disappointing her Parents [*] Loosing Her Mind [*] Thunder Storms[/list][/indent] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/zobZQLb.png[/img] [color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9FF781]Personality[/color] [indent] Once upon a time Myriah had been a confident, creative, outgoing, and exuberant young girl. The apple of her fathers eye, and a loving older sister to her younger siblings. But that was all before the madness got its claws in her, back when she was nine years old. Now a young woman of 16, she is a insecure, anxiety ridden mess of nerves, and paranoia most days. Though over the last two years she has learned to appear untroubled in public. At heart she is a still the sensitive and gentle girl she once was, but the erratic, unstable, and irritable behaviors have become more and more apparent lately, and she is on the verge of cracking. She is scared for herself, and fearful that she might harm others during one of her breaks with reality. She has become rather hesitant, and vulnerable compared to her old self. Her natural empathetic heart does not help, as other peoples emotions can influence her own rather easily. She is desperate for help, and understanding. The fits of madness happen more often then ever now, and she can't stop the visions, or voices in her head. To the court Myriah is known for her beauty, charitable works, intelligence, and gentleness. But rumors of her strange behavior and violet out burst have not gone unheard. Everyone is wondering when she'll loose it.[/indent] [color=9FF781]History[/color] [indent]Myriah is the first born and oldest child of King Daerys and Queen Nymeria. She is third in line for the throne, behind her younger brothers Prince Aenar, and Prince Valerion. As a child Myriah was bright and energetic. She was a happy little princess with a golden future ahead of her. She spent her time among the dragons, playing dolls with her younger siblings, reading books to the horses in the stables, and following her father around the castle. She would run around the gardens playing tag, and hide and go seek. Her mother would braid her hair and tell her stories of Dorne, and far off lands. Little Myriah excelled in her studies, especially in mathematics. Unfortunately that all changed around the time she turned nine years old. That when she began having the nightmares, and hearing whispers when no one was there. She would wake up to her own screams, covered in a cold sweat. At first the Maester though it was a childish phase, and then he concluded that she was ill. She was given sleeping droughts, tonics, and other remedies, and though some dulled the nightmare, and muffled the illusions, she slowly got worse and worse. By the time she was twelve the fits of madness had begun, and her good days became less. The fits were hardly anything at first, they seemed more like tantrums, but things only got worse with time. Biting her nails till they bleed, headaches, and shaky hands accompanied her new anxious self. She way always afraid to go to sleep, would she wake up completely crazy in the morning, or would she be ok for another day? Seeing things that weren't there, and lapses with reality became a monthly if not weekly occurrence. She focused most of her time on her studies, and keeping herself sane. When she was fourteen she came down with a terrible fever, and that was the turning point, there was no fixing it according to the Maester. Once she recovered from the fever her health was never the same, as her lungs became weak, and the dark circles around her eyes never seemed to fade no matter how much sleep she got. Her bad days started to outweigh the good ones, and she spent more and more of her time withdrawing into herself. When she was fifteen she was betrothed to Jon Royce's youngest brother Olyver, but the engagement quickly dissolved as Myriah's mental health worsened, and she refused to burden anyone else. She is trying her best to stay sane, but the voices seem to be winning, and her nightmares seem to becoming true.[/indent] [color=9FF781]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url=https://youtu.be/_WmSPTkmBTA]King – Lauren Aquilina[/url] [sub]You lost your mind in the sound There's so much more You can reclaim your crown You're in control Rid of the monsters inside your head[/sub][/indent] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/9yWTTE6.png[/img] [/center] [color=9FF781]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent]Dogs tend to hate her for some reason. She has a horse named Lysithea, and a white cat named [url=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gIRuz_mTJus/U07lCiLfHUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EFiPfCSIZWk/s1600/large.png]Bergelmir[/url]. [/indent][/hider] [hider=King Daerys Targaryen] [center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=King%20Daerys%20Targaryen&name=SketchedCassiusBroken.ttf&size=65&style_color=E01B1B[/img] [img]https://33.media.tumblr.com/b4bd79dc0ecb551bf73ffa00b8bfe68e/tumblr_inline_no3hqzpQ4Z1trwtuz_500.gif[/img] [color=red][i]“I am the dragon and you will kneel before me!”[/i][/color] [color=red][i]“The king's foolish plans of peace will get him killed.”[/i][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://45.media.tumblr.com/995e54f6cd0d928f19c12e17ed79d2e1/tumblr_o1l1319Ztm1tdy0nco2_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color] [color=red]Name[/color] [indent]Daerys Viserys Targaryen[/indent] [color=red]Nickname[/color] [indent]The King on The Iron Throne - When he's being announced[/indent] [color=red]Gender[/color] [indent]Male[/indent] [color=red]Age[/color] [indent]43[/indent] [color=red]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Heterosexual[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://37.media.tumblr.com/e3b454611f296d5b88b552e94331b630/tumblr_n6dssam2Mj1s6bxzqo3_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color] [color=red]Father[/color] [indent]King Viserys Targaryen - Deceased[/indent] [color=red]Mother[/color] [indent]Queen Alysane Targaryen - Deceased[/indent] [color=red]Siblings[/color] [indent]Princess Rhaenys Targaryen - 29, Rhaenys is a warrior thru and thru and serves as the head of Daerys' Kingsguard, as well as the mother of his bastard Illysia.[/indent] [color=red]Children[/color] [indent]Daerys has five children. A bastard daughter who was born before he was crowned, Illysia Blackfyre. And then his four children with Nymeria. There's Myriah, Aenar, Valerion, and Shaena, each of whom he loves deeply. He also had two other childrend, Daemon and Alysane, but both fell il and died.[/indent] [color=red]Religion[/color] [indent]Faith of the Seven[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://sandyquill.files.wordpress.com/2015/04/vikings-s3e7-ecbert-renders.gif?w=300&h=169[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color] [color=red]Strengths[/color] [indent]Daerys is a rather skilled diplomat and has always been complimented on his way with words. He's also rather skilled with a mace, and has been feared at many melees for precisely that reason.[/indent] [color=red]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]Daerys' greatest weakness is his trusting nature, which is poison to a man like himself in King's Landing. He's too quick to befriend people and doesn't see the schemes of his subjects.[/indent] [color=red]Weapon[/color] [indent]Daerys finds that he is much more skilled with a mace, than a sword or greatsword.[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://31.media.tumblr.com/22177ec87f45376a8f87e691ee4c2518/tumblr_n44va3CK3b1qbymseo1_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color] [color=red]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*]His dragon, Drogon [*]Fine wine [*]His family [*]Peace [*]A good melee! [*]Cheese[/list][/indent] [color=red]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*]War [*]A sore loser [*]Cruelty [*]Lannisters [*]Cheap wine[/list][/indent] [color=red]Habits[/color] [indent][list][*]Running his hands through his hair [*]Spinning his crown on his finger [*]Smiling at uncomortable moments[/list][/indent] [color=red]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*]Cyvasse [*]Reading [*]Flying on Drogon[/list][/indent] [color=red]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*]Being Deposed [*]Losing his family [*]Dying[/list][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://38.media.tumblr.com/468b0e17004958afad72598545483aba/tumblr_nkrr916ITp1tdy0nco1_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color] [color=red]Personality[/color] [indent]Daerys is truly a good man, charitable and kind. He loves to help the common folk and ever since a small rebellion took place when he first took the throne, he's been a champion of peace in the realm. He's tried his best to keep everyone happy, although his best may not be good enough anymore. He's an extremely trusting man, and has always wanted to see the good in others. He often overestimates the power of the throne and it's military as well, and disregards the power that those who work in the shadows may wield.[/indent] [color=red]History[/color] [indent]The first born son of the late King Viserys, Daerys' birth was celebrated throughout King's Landing. He was doted on from birth, given the finest clothes and weapons that Targaryen gold could buy. When he was a young boy of maybe eight or nine, he saw his dragon, Drogon, for the first time. His father had woken him in the middle of the night, and taken him to the Dragon pit where the behemoth of a dragon was waiting. They shared a moment, and the two were bonded, just like that. From then on, Daerys could often be found flying over the sea on the back of his beast. When Daerys came of age, he had a period of his life spent traveling Essos, though he soon returned when his father fell ill. His father died, very ill and in bed, when Daerys was twenty eight. He was crowned King and married to Nymeria Martell, whom he fell madly in love with. After his crowning, there was a small uprising in the Westerlands that he was forced to put down. This instilled a strong desire for peace in him, and he's been trying to find ways to instill a peace that will last after his death. [/indent] [color=red]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7cvwnah43_U]Mother of Dragons – Ramin Djwadi[/url][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://45.media.tumblr.com/ef94e198c2e5df528b7bbffa0f34e7b6/tumblr_n8t3utymM61t2q244o1_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=red]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent]Daerys is the dragon rider of Drogon.[/indent] [/hider] [hider=Aeryn Sand] [center][hr][hr][color=9e0b0f][h1]Aeryn Sand[/h1][/color] [img] https://tribzap2it.files.wordpress.com/2015/11/tom-riley-da-vincis-demons-starz.jpg [/img] [color=9e0b0f][i]“So long as I have my wine, my women and my spear…Dorne will always be with me”[/i][/color] [color=#778899][i]“The arrogance of the Dornish and the utter stubbornness of a Clegane, The Dog of Dorne is hypocrisy.”[/i][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [img] https://media.giphy.com/media/Mns5z3Q0OBrl6/giphy.gif[/img] [hr][hr] [center][color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Name[/color] [indent]Aeryn Sand[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Nickname[/color] [indent]The Dog of Dorne[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]G E N D E R[/color] [indent]Male[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]A G E[/color] [indent]20 [/indent] [color=9e0b0f]S E X U A L I T Y[/color] [indent]Hetereosexual [/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img] http://www.ew.com/sites/default/files/i/2014/05/09/da-vincis-demons-207-leonardo.jpg [/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Father[/color] [indent]Talhor Clegane - man after his predecessor, Gregor's, heart. Strong, brutal, massive. Talhor is the reason Aeryn could become a mercenary...his father’s reputation and word of promise giving Aeryn the ability to escape the drudgery of Dornish. Talhor is the recognized and legitimized bastard of the current head of House Clegane.[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Mother[/color] [indent] Sathis - A common woman of Dorne. Blessed with the striking qualities of being pleasant to look at, Sathis was a servant girl for the Martell's in Sunspear. With long black hair and startlingly clear green eyes, she is only ever seen...not one to speak. [/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Siblings[/color] [indent]None[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Religion[/color] [indent]R’hllor[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img] https://49.media.tumblr.com/d19d52873db47be7edbe830da7c046bd/tumblr_naywowstWd1tvfupvo1_400.gif [/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Strengths[/color] [indent] - Charmer and charismatic – Aeryn is well spoken, his father Tolhor was not a slouch in teaching Aeryn to be as skilled with his weapons as he was with his tongue. Aeryn is infallibly charming, to men and women alike. His easy smile and quick energy always going over well with anyone that he converses with. - Skilled in combat. - Good with his ‘Spear’.....ladies.[/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Weaknesses[/color] [indent] -Over-confident – Years of mercenary work success has made Aeryn’s ego become rather inflated., he truly believes himself to be one of the most skilled individuals in the land. -Fragile – His overconfidence lends to a crippling breakdown when he fails at something; be it combat, wooing women and contracts. Aeryn cannot stand by failure. [/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Weapon[/color] [indent]A spear and a bastard sword[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img] https://49.media.tumblr.com/36d88941048cefb831680b153f3bc3a1/tumblr_n5nkfayhZf1r8lutfo1_500.gif [/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*] Women Alcohol Fighting Weapons Honor [/list][/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*] Lannisters Sobriety Noble chit chat Liars Cheats [/list][/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Habits[/color] [indent][list][*] Alcoholic A tendency to scratch at the scar on his chest when nervous A lopsided grin when flirting [/list][/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*] Alcoholism Sex Fighting Flirting Drinking More Sex[/list][/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*] Faliure A challenge Death [/list][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://45.media.tumblr.com/798110287c398739242b86b4991f3554/tumblr_mmzi73EsBI1qhen3to1_250.gif[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [center][color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Personality[/color] [indent] Aeryn fills the stereotype of what a man from Dorne would be. Arrogant in his skills in combat and with the ladies, the black haired Clegane bastard would give the Red Viper a run for his money when it came to a tongue of silver. His wit and charisma is matched only by his natural skills of his twin heritages. Spears for his Dornish mother and the sword skill inherited by his Clegane father. Aeryn is cocky, witty, sharp tongued and perpetually amused by something. There are times that this personality fades though. The cocky smirk that graces pale lips becomes shockingly sober when the time requires it, mostly when he must stand on ceremony or when it comes to devising strategy. [/indent] [color=9e0b0f]History[/color] [indent] Aeryn was born to a legitimized Clegane bastard mercenary and a Dornish commoner. A bastard's bastard. While this would be an immense affront in most Westeros...Aeryn's nature as a Dornish native makes him less shunned and more embraced. A child of passion, growing up quickly due to the adult situations being the son of a noble servant would place him in. As a child, Aeryn saw debauchery and passion and merely deemed it natural. He also saw what it meant to be a skilled warrior, learning quickly on how to use a spear in the same flashy manner as the Dornish did. The pale skinned Dorne quickly grew in reputation as a skilled student of warfare. His natural skill in picking up warfare seemed indicative of his parentage. His father came back through Dorne when Aeryn turned 16 and collected his son to train his spawn to become a mercenary for the House Clegane. As such Aeryn became a Sellsword under the close eye of his father. Taking up his sword and his spear, Aeryn spent the past 4 years as a sellsword, moving from company to company...contract to contract. That was until the king that sat upon the lofty Iron Throne contacted him to privately ensure the safety of his daughter, Myriah, as the other nobles sent their own heirs for everyone to play nice. Aeryn, not one to ever turn down a cushiony job and to escape the heat of Dorne for a few months of course accepted. Travelling quickly, Aeryn figured a job surrounded by pretty women was a good time. [/indent] [color=9e0b0f]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url= https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3g1kPGDcbc]Nothin’ But a Good Time – Poison[/url] [sub] Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this [/sub][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://www.akashictouch.com/images/metal_snake.gif[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent]Got Nothing Boss[/indent] [/hider] [hider=Queen Nymeria Targaryen] [center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Queen%20Nymeria%20Targaryen&name=akaFrivolity.ttf&size=65&style_color=EB6409[/img] [img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcr6jeFJc81r31ngfo7_250.gif[/img] [color=darkorange][i]"My husband need not know about this my dear. It can be our little secret.”[/i][/color] [color=darkorange][i]“When dealing with Queen Nymeria, nothing comes for free.”[/i][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/aac257ad528ba3cc25bdc50b9b5503f3/tumblr_mi0orj0Fkm1qdvjpho7_r1_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color] [color=darkorange]Name[/color] [indent]Nymeria Maria Martell Targaryen[/indent] [color=darkorange]Nickname[/color] [indent]The Sun Queen - On account of her radiant beauty, as well as a reference to the Martell crest.[/indent] [color=darkorange]Gender[/color] [indent]Female[/indent] [color=darkorange]Age[/color] [indent]36[/indent] [color=darkorange]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Bisexual[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/7afc673454ae9c1bce36c9585fb24b0f/tumblr_myw4svp14U1sx9nj1o2_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color] [color=darkorange]Father[/color] [indent]Trystane Martell[/indent] [color=darkorange]Mother[/color] [indent]Alys Dayne Martell[/indent] [color=darkorange]Siblings[/color] [indent]Her brother is Mikael Martell, father to Artoran Sand.[/indent] [color=darkorange]Religion[/color] [indent]Faith of the Seven, although she is not a very devout follower.[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2yea9tAqM1qmqmtgo3_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color] [color=darkorange]Strengths[/color] [indent]Nymeria is a master diplomat, and excels at getting others to like her. She's also not half bad with a dagger and is quite skilled with many poisons and antidotes.[/indent] [color=darkorange]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]Nymeria's greatest weakness is her family. When it comes to her husband and her children, her love blinds her and can be used to manipulate her into doing almost anything.[/indent] [color=darkorange]Weapon[/color] [indent]Nymeria is most skilled with a dagger and a various array of poisons.[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]https://45.media.tumblr.com/62ec54f42e0e1755448e64620f0890b7/tumblr_ni56reEusj1qzxeqqo1_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color] [color=darkorange]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*]Her husband [*]Flowers [*]Birds [*]Painting [*]Fashion [*]Poetry[/list][/indent] [color=darkorange]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*]Liars [*]Rebels [*]Cheaters [*]Cheap Wine [*]Illysia Blackfyre[/list][/indent] [color=darkorange]Habits[/color] [indent][list][*]Twirls the fabric of her dresses in her fingers [*]Bites her lip [*]Bites her tongue[/list][/indent] [color=darkorange]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*]Painting [*]Reading [*]Writing poems[/list][/indent] [color=darkorange]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*]Losing her family [*]Dying alone[/list][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7f86y5ulq1qho470o2_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color] [color=darkorange]Personality[/color] [indent]Nymeria is a woman wholly devoted to her family. She'd do anything for them, even kill. She's a witty woman who is very good with her words. She values intelligence and honesty above all else,, and these traits will get you in close with her. She's never liked the traditional view of how a woman should act, but being the queen she has accepted that their are times where she must act a bit more like a traditional woman than the adventurous one that she truly is.[/indent] [color=darkorange]History[/color] [indent]Born and raised in the deserts of Dorne, Nymeria Targaryen has always thirsted for adventure. She and her brother used to run around Sunspear as if it were an obstacle course, and she used to love playing hide and seek throughout the castle. And so when she discovered that she was to marry the newly crowned King Daerys she did not even hesitate, for to her King's Landing was just the next in a long line of adventures. To the king she gave birth to six children, two of which died, events that tore her heart out and gave her a fire that keeps her going,, and instills her with the ambition to keep the rest of her children safe from harm[/indent] [color=darkorange]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62hH0BRkhxE]Hurricane – The Fray[/url] [sub]She's so fierce and full of that fire What's a boy to do? She yells and I crumble, she's got the power She's barely five foot two She's a hurricane I see the waves crashing in the harbor Just beyond the break I should run and hide with the others But I can't look away She's a hurricane[/sub][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/SqmRBCNglv6X6/giphy.gif[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [color=darkorange]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent]Not Currently[/indent] [/hider] [hider=Ser Leofric the Loyal] [center][hr][hr][color=#c0c0c0][h1]Leofric of Tarth[/h1][/color] [img]https://www.google.com.cy/search?q=Charlie+Hunnam+King+Arthur&espv=2&biw=1366&bih=667&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwitrIv-wp3MAhVGsxQKHddvCU8Q_AUIBigB#imgrc=09GvedtBRlbgvM%3A [/img] [color=#c0c0c0][i]“Once a man puts on that cloak, it changes him.[40] ”[/i][/color] [color=#D4AF37][i]“You say he is a True Knight, but he will soon turn himself into a relic...one that will claw for dear life to the old marvels and splendor of the Kingsguard.”[/i][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/37200000/Showcase-of-On-Screen-Items-From-Season-4-game-of-thrones-37256504-2400-1350.jpg [/img] [hr][hr][/center] [center][color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Name[/color] [indent]Leofric of Tarth[/indent] [color=fff79a]Nickname[/color] [indent]Ser Leofric, the 'Loyal'[/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]G E N D E R[/color] [indent]Male[/indent] [color=fff79a]A G E[/color] [indent]37[/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]S E X U A L I T Y[/color] [indent]Heterosexual, Celibate due to his vows.[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://45.media.tumblr.com/e49af8ebd1da6d8e861dff50706c3ae8/tumblr_n79ivuvDMV1s6bxzqo3_r1_500.gif [/img] [hr][hr][/center] [center][color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Father[/color] [indent]Ser Axel of Tarth[/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Mother[/color] [indent]Lady Mynisa of Tarth nee Selmy [/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Siblings[/color] [indent][/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Religion[/color] [indent]Faith of the Seven[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Strengths[/color] [indent] When he is dead and buried his name will held in similar reverence as as Daemon Blackfire, Aemon the Dragonknight or the legendary Arthur Dayne. With his sword in hand he is without question one of the finest killers in the realm. The second finest sword on the Kingsguard after the Lady-Commander, when he spars he does so against three or four men. His natural talent combined with his speed, ferocity, impressive strength and decades of experience have honed him into a fighter that can make short work of all but the most dangerous warriors of the modern day. Not just limited to the sword, he is a proficient Knight in other areas. He has a string of impressive Tourney victories showing his capability with the lance and his proficiency on horseback and has made use of both hammers and axes at different points in his life, as his foemen from those days are dead and he is still going with all of his fingers and toes intact, it is clear he is also a versatile warrior. [/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]Leofric only barley knows how to use the crossbow, and any other projectile eludes him. He can not shoot a bow strait if his life depended on it. Personality wise, Leofric was taught from his first day into the Order to be less trusting and more judgmental than his liege, which makes him distant towards many, especially people that he just met. [/indent] [color=fff79a]Weapon[/color] [indent]Leofric wields the Valyrian Steel Longsword [i]Oathkeepr[/i], a weapon that was forged from the Stark Heirloom Ice following the aftermath of the War of Five Kings, it was wielded by Brienne of Tarth and then later passed down her family. [/indent] [hr][hr] [center][color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*]The King and his Family Lady-Commander Rhaenys The White Brothers of the Kingsguard Spicy Dornish Meals [/list][/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*]Enemies of the Crown Cravens Drunkards Fleabottom Thugs[/list][/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Habits[/color] [indent][list][*]Keeping his hand close to his swords pommel Noticing the smallest movements from anyone inside the same room with him. .[/list][/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*]Cleaning Oathkeeper Reading the White Book Sparring in the Battlegrounds of the Red Keep [/list][/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*]Letting his Liege die while under his guard Failing his Oaths Ridiculing the Kingsguard through his actions.[/list][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Personality[/color] [indent]Stubbornly loyal, Leofric will rather die than allow any harm to come towards The King or His Family. Try to harm any of them, and he will become your worst nightmare. In general, he is usually curt and straightforward; he is not a man who will hesitate to tell you when you're acting a fool. Around his family or "his family" (the royal family) his rough cut ways have an undercurrent of kindness to them. Still, he enjoys a bit of banter and is quite sociable with his peers. When he finishes a long day of protecting the Royal family he very much enjoys getting out of his armour, getting some hot food in his belly and downing some ale.[/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]History[/color] [indent]Leofric was born the sixth born son of Ser Axel Tarth , and for the early years of his life Evenfall Hall was his home. Being the sixth born, he didn't really receive a lot of attention from his parents. So it was that Cal, one of the sworn swords in Tarth, became Leofric's mentor. After seventeen years of non-stop training, he was deemed worthy to not only feel the sword on his shoulders and call himself "ser", but to also inherit the Valyrian Sword of Brienne the Blue, Oathbreaker, as inheritance. Seeking to hone his skills in actual combat, Leofric sailed with a company of Westerosi Knight to the Free Cities. There, he fought to save the entourage of the then Prince Daerys from an attacking Dothraki Khalasar. After personally slaying, their leader, Khal Troko in open combat (having to ride with lance through his Bloodrider), Leofric was offered a landed titles back in Westeros. He declined, instead asking Prince Daerys to give the lands to Ser Jon of Harroway Town (a knight who had two sons and no money to care for them). After a few months overseas, Leofric returned home. After hearing about the death of Old King Viserys from Illness, Leofriic and his companions traveled to Kings Landing to attend the celebrations. During the Grand Feast, King Daerys called him before the Iron Throne, telling him that he remembered him from the time he rescued him in Essos. Since a member of the Kingsguard died of his wound on the return journey, leaving a position vacant, and Leofric wanted no Lands, Daerys offered the young Knight a White Cloak Instead. Leofric accepted the honor to be a Knight of the Kingsguard and his duty began almost instantly: he has saved King Daerys from three assassination attempts and Queen Nymeria from four, earning the nickname "the Loyal" as a result. He even fought in battle besides his King during the Uprising of the Westerlands, where he sacked the Castle of Deep Den before slaying Ser Ramond 'The Red' Vikary and Ser Tyberis Hawthorne 'The Knight of Thornes', both of them Chief Knights of Lord Lannister, in a single duel. His victory would later be immortalized by the bards in the heroic Song named '[b]The Sun scorches the Thorns, the Moon Shines above the Scarlet Beasts[/b]'. He soon became good friends with the King and his most trusted Kingsguard after his sister, so Leofric was ordered to be present in the room when all the royal children were born. [/indent] [color=#c0c0c0]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs]Woodkid-Iron[/url][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://www.geeksofdoom.com/GoD/img/2015/07/king-arthur-header-530x300.jpg[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [color=#c0c0c0]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent] Leofric has been Princess Myriah's Sworn-Shield ever since she was 13. He trains Prince Valerion as his Page, and plans to make him his squire, as well as Knighting him when he comes of age.[/indent] [/hider] [hider=Illysia Blackfyre] [center][hr][hr][color=darkorchid][h1]Illysia Blackfyre[/h1][/color] [img]http://i.imgur.com/IFAhmuV.png[/img] [color=darkorchid][i]You will kneel at my command; Targaryen or Blackfyre, I am the Dragon[/i][/color] [color=gray][i]Crazy? Not in the slightest. I have not seen a single hint of the Targaryen madness within her[/i][/color][/center] [hr][hr][center] [img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1d1rgCN9p1rncawso1_500.gif[/img] [/center][hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Basic Information[/h3][/color] [color=darkorchid]Name[/color] [indent]Illysia Blackfyre[/indent] [color=darkorchid]Nickname[/color] [indent]The Bastard Dragon[/indent] [color=darkorchid]G E N D E R[/color] [indent]Female[/indent] [color=darkorchid]A G E[/color] [indent]18[/indent] [color=darkorchid]S E X U A L I T Y[/color] [indent]Omnisexual[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://lovelace-media.imgix.net/uploads/1390/1bf9cff0-bc7b-0133-a232-0e55e2be01e5.gif?[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [color=white][h3]Home[/h3][/color] [color=darkorchid]Father[/color] [indent]King Daerys Targaryen[/indent] [color=darkorchid]Mother[/color] [indent]Princess Rhaenys Targaryen[/indent] [color=darkorchid]Siblings[/color] [indent][color=9FF781]Myriah Targaryen[/color], 16 - black of hair and purple of eye, this one is Illysia's "dear little sister" whom she rather enjoys conversing with. Whether or not Myriah actually likes her isn't something she concerns herself with. Three other younger half siblings currently living, Aenar, Valerion and Shaena. She has not interacted enough with the younger siblings to form a proper opinion.[/indent] [color=darkorchid]Religion[/color] [indent]The Faceless God[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/35483446/large.gif[/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Skills[/h3][/color][/center] [color=darkorchid]Strengths[/color] [indent]Lying and Lie Detection; Having lived half her life in Dorne and the other half in a King's Landing pleasure house, she has grown acutely aware of the way people lie and how to lie to them. She, after a few tries, can identify what gives away a person when they're lying to her for the first time and afterward finds it very easy to deduce that they are not telling the whole truth; and thus she is naturally good at finding it. Working the Sheets; Sex is nothing to by shy of in Dorne and often women are not condoned for participating, in which case after being taken in by a Dornish Prince, she experienced all she could of life before moving back to King's Landing and worked in a pleasure house formerly owned by Petyr Baelish. There she honed her skills and learned their secrets. Cooking; She learned to manage a kitchen when she was young, cooking with the servant while her mother was away as the Dornish man who raised her had taught her to be humble even with her pure birth - she was still a bastard after all. Her skills improved with use, and he gave her an ointment that kept her hands from growing cracked and rough. [/indent] [color=darkorchid]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]True Emotion: Love, trust, honesty, mostly foreign concepts to her after spending six years in the Westerosi pleasure house. Apart from her adoptive family, their son and her daughter, she has not experienced much in the ways of true move. She does understand how to make love, and how to fake the sweet smile of a lover, but such a thing isn't something she would recognize if eventually felt. Temperament: At times, Illysia is known for her explosive anger, often coming in very short fits of rage that usually end with someone dead. Fortunately these incidents are few and far between. On the other hand, Illysia does actively exact her own brand of vengeance on those who had spited her in the past, they just don't know it was her. [/indent] [color=darkorchid]Weapon[/color] [indent]Her main weapon, naturally, is her silver tongue and sexual prowess, though when combat does ensue she is not defenseless. Her mentor in Dorne made sure that she was taught how to fight, both with daggers and spear. He even sent a tutor with her back to Westeros. Her main weapon now is a Glaive, with with a dragonbone staff and Valyrian Steel.[/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]https://49.media.tumblr.com/be44110f0ea31930c1f2b94d59de61b2/tumblr_nhqfyjDs3X1tgm0n3o1_500.gif[/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Mannerisms[/h3][/color][/center] [color=darkorchid]Likes[/color] [indent][list][*] Fire & Heat [*] Dragons [*] Sex [*] Fine wine [*] Being in control [*] Knowledge [*] Hot baths[/list][/indent] [color=darkorchid]Dislikes[/color] [indent][list][*] Clothing [*] Queen Nymeria Martell [*] Bratty Children [*] Authority Figures [*] Being told what to do [*] Prejudice against bastards[/list][/indent] [color=darkorchid]Habits[/color] [indent][list][*] Playing with fire while thinking [*] Watching the stars at night [*] Plotting various murders[/list][/indent] [color=darkorchid]Hobbies[/color] [indent][list][*] Fucking is a hobby right? [*] Training the dragons of the keep [*] Blackmail[/list][/indent] [color=darkorchid]Fears[/color] [indent][list][*] Enclosed Spaces/Feeling Trapped [*] The Death of Tatyanna[/list][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/IBIQpmx.png[/img] [hr][hr] [color=white][h3]Digging Deeper[/h3][/color][/center] [color=darkorchid]Personality[/color] [indent]Sexy. Flirtacious. Confident. Dauntless. The obvious traits of the Bastard Dragon, the surface that ripples and changes, ever reflecting the onlooker. Illysia is a rather complicated young woman, ranging from sweet and warm to cold as the winters North. She shows little of what she's ever really thinking, keeping the darkness beneath the surface hidden like a good predator. What little others know is how precious information has become, and thus she knows her advantage, using it to her own gains. [/indent] [color=darkorchid]History[/color] [indent]When the Former King still lived, very much alive, healthy and a strong ruler, the young Prince Daerys and the Princess Rhaenys left behind their home in King's Landing to travel the continent. They brought no routine with them, nor much supplies. It was them, their closest guards, and their horses. With their sister, parents and remaining relatives still at home, the two traveled as diplomats, speaking with each leader of the Great Houses. It was several years on the journey, in which the two grew closer than they ever had before. Due to their ages and differences in sexes, they never spoke much before their assignment, therefore not growing older as siblings, but friends. The end of their journey landed them in Dorne, reaffirming relations with the Princes there and experiencing the foreign culture for themselves for the first time. Rhaenys was only 14 at the time, having first bled two years ago while bathing with her elder sister. Daerys on the other hand was beyond his maturity, reaching 24 years when they spent their time in Dorne. It was a carefree time there, bonding with the Martel. They spoke with the children, met with the men and spent much of their time experiences the pleasure of not being afraid of who they were. They drank, feasted and fucked as much as they want. The surprising thing? They slept with each other more than anyone else, and they were rarely drunk when they did. Nine months later a letter arrived at the RedKeep, addressed to their shared father. "Father, it has been a long time since we have seen you, but not so long since we last wrote about our adventures and meetings throughout the Seven Kingdoms. Rhaenys has become pregnant, with my own child in the home of the Martel. We would travel home right away, though she is ill from child, and refuses to leave. We will send word again soon. Be safe. Please, do not worry too much. Love Always, Rhaenys and Daerys." The letter was sealed by their own royal seals, written in secret by the two Targaryen. Why they did not return immediately? They thought perhaps to marry in Dorne, and feared for the childs safety if brought home. Their father planned to wed Daerys to one of the Martel daughters, to seal their alligence to the throne once more. If left here what would happen to the girl? Her birthright is the Throne, with it being the only child of Targaryen blood to any of the three living in their generation. The Targaryen House was sorely lacking in variety to continue their tradition. Daerys and Rjaenys spent their time with their daughter, happy as they could be while still missing their family back in King's Landing. It wasn't until their fathers death that Daerys went back, reluctantly leaving Rhaenys and Illysia behind. --- Seven years passed without much excitement. Rhaenys failed to attend her brothers wedding to Nymeria Martel, living in Godsgrace with her lover, producing a single child that died of heatstroke in the middle of a drought. When her daughter was six, Rhaenys received news of a nearly successful attempt on her dear brothers life. She left her daughter in the very capable mans hands and rushed to King's Landing as quickly as she could. --- From the time she was four years old, Illysia was riding a pony without much trouble, commanding the animal. She always knew of her heritage, receiving gifts from her far away mother every year for her birthday. One time a pair of dragon eggs was sent to her, another it was books of history and stories in Westeros. Often she got letters, exchanging them with her mother in King's Landing. When she was young she often had nightmares about never seeing her parents again, or them hating her because she was born a bastard. Again, years of silence and uneventful boredom where she trained on the sword and in the bed. From the time she could walk she was learning how to fight, mostly with spears though she learned from a man from Essos how to fight with two swords in hand. It wasn't until she began to bleed that she would learn about pleasure. The man who raised her, named Exol - last name unknown - was the owner of a finer brothel in Godsgrace. His adoptive daughter was born in Dorne, but had yet to experience the true pleasures of their way of life. She had seen and heard, yet never showed any interest in anything but training, reading and her dragon eggs. He thought, perhaps, that she was just shy. On their arrival there, there was little to be said about her reaction. Her lavender eyes were blank, her expression dormant. No pink rose to her cheeks. It was not until she was in bed that she showed some semblance of knowing what was going on. The hands caressed her softly, her skin tingling in ways that it never had before. A hot red rose to her cheeks as the young woman played with her body. Illysia learned many things that sleepless night, a bed full of pleasure and things that a womans body was able to do. She was only eleven at the time, before she had fully grown into the woman she is now. After this, she was forever changed, and a woman who loved women, and her sword. A year later, when she had come to visit the brothel, a man who had finished with the girl he had paid for, spotted her heading unattended up the stairs, barefoot and dressed in nothing but a light silk dress, barely hiding much of her body. It was a simple outfit, something she had been given a few weeks before by her favourite girl at the brothel, though tonight that dress would be her undoing. It was nearly dawn, when the brothel was nearly empty of patrons and the girls were sleeping in their rooms, exhausted from the nights excitement. He pulled her into an empty room, already unbuckling his pants. [i]"How sweet, they have a little one for sale."[/i] Before the young child could cry out there was a massive hand covering the lower half of his face. Tears swelled in her eyes. It wasn't until later that afternoon when anyone found her, bloody and bruised in that very same bed. She had cried herself to sleep, a pile of gold coins layed out on the mattress beside her. --- Another long period of uneventful life, her dragons eggs left in the fire every night though they never hatched regardless of how much the girl wanted them too. She sparred, fucked and drank, living life just as much as any Dornishman. There was little chance of her ever having a reason to go to her mothers homeland, since the older she got the less she missed her birth mother. Of course, she always wondered what it would be like to see the other side of the mountain pass. It was a full moon, quiet even for a Dornish city, and the young woman spent her time walking the quiet roads. She was often sure footed, a gifted young lady in both womanly arts and her own style of fighting. Stepping around a pit in the stone, making note to mention it to Exol, her toes caught on a lip, twisting her ankle as she lost her balance. She cursed her childish overstep, making her best attempt to catch herself once again. That was when she felt strong hands grab onto her, an arm around her waist, gently pulling her back upright. Strong, but not bulky, she was turned in the mans arms to find the most handsome man she had ever seen. Be it because she had been ignoring men for the past four years, or because he really was very handsome, she would never be able to tell you. [i]"Are you alright?[/i]. And for the first time in her life, Illysia stuttered. It was common for the young woman to disappear for a few days at a time, no doubt enjoying her time with some beautiful woman somewhere or just off adventuring in the wilds around Godsgrace. The last thing Exol would have expected was for her to be at a mans home, not only making love with him, but speaking and bonding with him. If anything, he was the most entertaining male she had ever met. She would not know it then, but she would be carrying this mans child in her belly. Unfortunately, there would not be such a chance for him to know. Three days time passed when she found herself walking home, barefoot, with a young viper curled around her calf. The young man was beside her, his hand on the small of her back as he kept her balance in check. Too much wine and sex was known to leave woman walking rather strangely in Dorne. That day would be the happiest - and the saddest - day of her life. They rounded the corner to see the home in flames, burning deep and hot. It had taken over, too far to see it end well. [b]"Father!!"[/b] Illysia screamed for the man, tearing away from her lover, headed straight for the building. He was certain she would burn if he let her go but she pulled with such a fury that there was nothing he could do to stop her. She had thrown him to the ground and vanished into the flames before he could get up. Inside, the young woman searched every room for Exol, finding him face down in her bedroom. He was shirtless, words carved into his back. [i]"Come to King's Landing Illysia. Or you die too."[/i] She cried, her tears heating on her face and leaving dry stains behind. If she was burning she did not feel it. When her fathers body caught fire she let him go, hearing the squeak of a living animal behind her. She turned to find two dragon hatchlings crawling over to her, barely able to move. She was not burning, not even close to dying in that fire. The sight that those watching had seen that night was the only thing that made it to Essos and Westeros about her. Naked, save for the twin dragons latched to her skin, and a dragonbone and Valyrian steel Glaive, she walked out of that fire unscathed. To Westeros. [/indent] [color=darkorchid]Theme Song[/color] [indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4reZA4Epxc]I Want You - Cassie Steele[/url] [sub]I want you baby every single drop I need you for my own and I won't stop Til' your mine cause I don't share what I like And when you touch me I feel so damn nice Your attention is like heroin When you give it to her I could shake a bitch Cause you are mine and I would sacrifice Everything to shoot me up with you tonight Everything to shoot me up with you tonight [Bridge:] I want you baby every single way Your love is like something I've never tasted You hold me close and I get excited That you are mine and no one else gets to bite it I want you [Chorus:] So bad I scream at night Your face kicking up insane inside I kinda like what you're making me do and Never seen my body move the way it's moving So bad baby I can't breathe My lungs fill up when you're touching me I kinda like what you're making me feel and I want you baby want you want you want you want you want you I want you I need you baby I just wanna please Just say the word and I'll be on my knees I'll play a role give you ultimate control For your love it I'd sell the devil my soul I have to have you or my minds breaking loose Paranoia 'round my neck like a noose Cause you are mind and I would cross every line To get your body next to mine for life To get your body next to mine for life [Bridge:] I want you baby every single way Your love is like something I've never tasted You hold me close and I get excited That you are mine and no one else gets to bite it I want you [Chorus:] So bad I scream at night Your face kicking up insane inside I kinda like what you're making me do and Never seen my body move the way it's moving So bad baby I can't breathe My lungs fill up when you're touching me I kinda like what you're making me feel and I want you baby want you want you want you want you want you I want you I walked by and I had to have you You I want you baby every single drop I need you for my own and I won't stop Till your mine cause I don't share what I like When you touch me I feel so damn nice When you touch me I feel so nice [Chorus: x2] [Chorus:] So bad I scream at night Your face kicking up insane inside I kinda like what you're making me do and Never seen my body move the way it's moving So bad baby I can't breathe My lungs fill up when you're touching me I kinda like what you're making me feel and I want you baby want you want you want you want you want you I want you[/sub][/indent] [center][hr][hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/4Q56E4y.png[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [color=darkorchid]Extra Stuff[/color] [indent][list][*] [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/23/3f/64/233f64dcc5dfafcdf76614e35ea1db0d.jpg]Exoldan[/url] and [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/e0/30/46/e03046a6f461f07ff7aff9b4244b6403.jpg]Vrash[/url] are the dragon eggs hatched by Illysia during the fire [*] Her daughter [url=http://www.babiess.club/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/rohit-roy-under-cute-widescreen-baby-girl-70420.jpg]Tatyanna[/url] stays in the attached nursery in the Red Keep, not far from Illysia's bedrom [*] One of the few trusts spies of the Master of Whispers[/list][/indent] [/hider]