[@Ezekiel]
Dyanna up for review, will eventually add her to a full house sheet for the Daynes. 

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[sub][COLOR=darkgray][b]Age:[/b] 24 (b. 172AC)
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[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/ym5VSdg8/cropped-150x150.png[/img][/center]Dyanna is a product of Stony Dornish blood; fair-skinned, with sandy blonde hair that falls in loose waves and dark violet eyes. When court or company demands it, she dresses the part of a prince's wife, favoring the lilac of House Dayne, though the black and red of her husband's colors have crept more and more into her wardrobe since the rebellion. Left to her own devices, however, she is far more likely to be found in something practical, plain dresses, riding leathers, or whatever allows her to move freely on horseback or with a falcon on her wrist. There is always something slightly out of place about her when she has been forced into finery; a restlessness in the way she carries herself that suggests she would rather be elsewhere and dressed for it. 
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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Notable Skills:[/b] Archery | Falconry | Riding
[b]◼ Valuables:[/b] hips which do not lie
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][indent]The High Lord of Starfall's youngest child, Dyanna, showed an early propensity for getting herself into trouble, and then masterfully extracting herself from it. She was precocious, a quick learner but stubborn. Her father rarely denied her any wish or fancy. She learned the same lessons as her brothers, rode harder than them, and took to falconry and archery young. She often begged to see what lay beyond Starfall's walls, and yet just as frequently would be found late at night with candles burned to nubs, deep in a book. By the time she approached womanhood, her wish was granted, in the year following King Aegon IV's death, Queen Myriah Martell requested Dyanna attend her in King's Landing.

King's Landing, however, was not to her tastes. The heaving throng of the city threatened to turn her youthful optimism to despondency. The queen took her under her wing and shielded her from the worst of the words and whispers still uttered about the Dornish, but there was only so much even a queen could do. The girl who had once been so fearless, felt herself faltering.

One night, in a fit of rebellion against her family's gentle insistence that she remain at court, Dyanna slipped out of her quarters in the Red Keep through servants' passageways she was not supposed to know, and made her way to a tavern known to be frequented by young nobles. There, she challenged a boastful young man. It was bravery fueled by flowing wine; she could never have imagined that the young lordling was in fact a prince, nor that he would bend so readily to her will.

Dyanna and Maekar were married quickly in 189 AC, and seemingly just as quickly she gave the fourth son a son of his own in 191 AC. King Daeron II had gifted his son the title Prince of Summerhall following the wedding, and the pair resided there together until the rebellion pulled Maekar north and away from her. In his absence, Dyanna holds Summerhall as her domain, keeping watch over young Daeron and baby Aerion, with her cousin Ser Ulrick dedicated to the safety of the prince's family.
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][INDENT]Whatever fears she holds for Maekar's safety, Dyanna does not let them show. She governs Summerhall with a steady hand, determined that everything her husband left behind will be waiting for him upon his return. She oversees the protection of their lands, coordinates with nearby lords, and exerts a quiet but effective influence across the region. Though never a noted host prior, she draws surrounding lords to Summerhall, working to keep them loyal to the crown or, at the least, neutral toward the pretender.
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