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[sub][COLOR=darkgray][b]House Seat:[/b][/COLOR] Starfall
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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Lady Ysabel Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 32 (b. 164 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Tall and broad, she was always stated to take after her lordly father rather than her mother. Her dark blonde hair, full and wavy, she keeps in functional plaits. Her face often shows exhaustion - more so now - as she grows heavy with her fourth child expected before the year is done. She shares her sister's purple eyes, though Ysabel's verge on the darkest of blues except when the sunlight reflects just so.  
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] Eldest child, no matter that she was a daughter, Dorne's inheritance practices ensured she was never considered anything but the heir to Starfall. She was raised as such from the time she could walk, with training from the maester and tutors in history and politics. The little girl had a shrewd enough mind for it, and while she never took to martial training as Dyanna one day would, she attended it all the same with the boys of similar age. Unlikely it was that she would ever lead them in battle, she demanded to be among them and earn their respect all the same. 

Her father negotiated marriage with House Yronwood, to put an end - or at least a longer peace - after years of increasing tensions and scuffles between the houses. Though they disagree on much, Ysabel has found managing her husband not entirely unpleasant or without its joys. She finds her trust in him faltering the past few months as the rebellion drags on and Daemon's coinage has been found within her demesne. [/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Ser Russell "Rusty" Yronwood 
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 41 (b. 155 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Lanky and angular, he has not gained the softness many men do as they age. He hides of the sharpness of his face behind a well sculpted beard, now spotted white, but little can be done to mitigate the harsh lines of his cheekbones or nose. His eyes are pale brown, like the sun-bleached mud in a dry riverbed. He dresses regally, his clothes overstating his power within Starfall. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] A younger son, never likely to inherit Yronwood or titles, he was oft described as wayward. He earned the nickname that would follow him a lifetime, when as a young squire he left his knight's mail to rust. The knight, in part, punished the lad by making him wear it for training an entire fortnight. 

His marriage to Starfall's heir was nearly missed when men wearing his family's colors attacked the party on their way from his family's seat to hers. Were it not for the actions of a young knight, Ser Rusty would have been returned home a widower. Rumors followed him for some time, and while he has not lost his hatred for House Martell nor the men of the Reach and Stormlands, he has been a steady man at Ysabel's side. In public, at least, he does not undermine her nor her rule. What he does in private, his communications and causes supported, has always been under scrutiny. Ser Rusty's caution has served him well so far, something that he can only test for so long.[/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Quentyn Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 11 (b. 185 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Sandy haired boy that takes after Ysabel but with brown eyes. He is at an age where his training and growth spurts exceed each other in turns. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] Currently the boy serves as a squire to House Dalt of Lemonwood, much as his famed cousin did. While Ysabel would prefer to have her heir home, she preferred a stronger influence from her liege-lord's supporters, and the safety in comparison.[/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Mychel Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 9 (b. 187 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Much more like his father, Mychel still retains the softness of youth, but he is slighter still than his peers. Light brown hair and brown eyes, he's often found dirty from adventures in the gardens. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] At home in Starfall, he prefers studies with the maester over time with their master-at-arms. [/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Cassella Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 4 (b. 192 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Some say she reminds of them Dyanna at the same age, though much could be said of any little girl with blonde hair and purple eyes. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] At home in Starfall [/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Ryon Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 29 (b. 167 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Average and unassuming, with darker blonde hair and dark eyes. Were it not for the finery he wears, he could be easily mistaken for just another courtier. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] Recently married to Gwyneth Fowler, serves as advisor to his sister. He has no children of his own yet, though there are rumors he fathered a bastard. He is often said to act more Rhoynish than his blood would allow for. Few would say to his face - or his lady sister's. He's a cunning man, but less astute in matters than his sister. He has a great propensity to making friends and ferreting out information. [/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Edyth Dayne
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 27 (b. 169 AC)
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] At Sandstone, married to a Qorgyle[/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Jami Dayne 
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 26 (b. 170 AC)
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[b]◼ Biography:[/b] Castellan of Sunspear [/color][/sup][/indent]

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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Dyanna Dayne
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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Ser Ulrick Dayne of High Hermitage (SotM)
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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Name:[/b] Squire Anders Sand
[b]◼ Age:[/b] 14 (b. 182 AC)
[b]◼ Appearance:[/b] Pale and boney with dark brown hair he wears to his shoulders. He has begun the effort of growing a beard, though one has to squint to find it. 
[b]◼ Biography:[/b] There are rumors, uttered carefully, that he is Ser Rusty's bastard from before his marriage to Ysabel. Russell Yronwood has never claimed as such, in fact, one of his cousin's from a lesser branch has claimed the boy as his own. Yet the boy's arrival with Russell and continued interest the Lady's husband has shown in him has done much to cement the idea that the boy is in fact his. Anders, for his part, does not accept this, though he finds the Dayne's view of things troublesome with his own views and preferences aligning with House Yronwood's. [/color][/sup][/indent]
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][indent]House Dayne claims to be one of the oldest of not just Dorne but of all the Seven Kingdoms, claiming First Men ancestry and not that of the eventual Rhoynish invaders. Their mythos asserts that Starfall was raised where their ancestors tracked a falling star and found a stone of magical powers. They ruled as kings, with Dawn, the great sword forged of the fallen star, passed to men of some generations. With Nymeria's invasion, House Dayne bent the knee and found a new ally against their ancient competition in House Yronwood. As much as there is long history of conflict with House Yronwood, they were often at war with the Kingdom of the Reach as well. One of their ancient kings, King Samwell called the Starfire, burned Oldtown. Engrained feuds die slowly, even in more modern times.

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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][INDENT]House Dayne remains a staunch ally of their liege-lord, House Martell, and as such, strong supporters of House Targaryen and King Daeron II. The current lady's youngest sister being married into House Targaryen has further cemented that bond. Some of Starfall's neighbors view it with great suspicion. A love match, perhaps, but one greatly advantageous given the fourth son's outsized influence as Prince of Summerhall. 

Lady Ysabel remains a steadfast supporter of House Martell's efforts and has made strategic placements of her siblings and children; taking in several squires, pages, and wards from other Houses that border their northern neighbors. She has been cautious about overly engaging with Summerhall directly, but it has not gone unnoticed that the Sword of the Morning protects Summerhall and not Starfall. So far, it has been only whispered about rather than direct action taken, given the close brotherly relationship he was known to have for his cousin, Dyanna. 

All is not well within Starfall, however. In the decade before Lady Ysabel inherited from her father, tension between Dayne and Yronwood spilled over into bloodshed. Peace was restored through marriage of Starfall's heir to an Yronwood son, wards were exchanged, and the uneasy truce settled to barbed words and courtly slights. While Ysabel and Russell found they were otherwise well suited for one another and raised a new generation of Daynes, family ties and ancient beliefs threaten to bring the war in the north home to Starfall. 

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[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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[sub][COLOR=darkgray][b]Age:[/b] 31 (b. 165AC)
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Dark brown hair is not unheard of amongst those born to House Dayne, though Ulrick inherited his stony complexion from his mother, a lady of the knightly House Dalt. He keeps his hair long, past his shoulders, but his beard neat and cropped close. Tall and broad both, his physique leaves little to be desired. His skin bears a fair share of scars, old and new alike, and it is not uncommon for him to discover fresh bruises without any memory of which sparring partner gifted them.

He dresses well for a knight of a cadet branch, his position as Sword of the Morning affords him finely crafted armour. A shooting star adorns his pauldron, arcing front to back. Ostentatious or not, he favours a lilac cape; when attending court, he dons one embroidered with silver thread, the shooting star crossed with a sword. Ulrick has a taste for fine clothing more broadly, and has been content to borrow his cousin's tailors and seamstresses for his own purposes whenever she leaves them short of inspiration.
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[COLOR=darkgray][b]◼ Weaponry:[/b] Dawn - a great sword
[b]◼ Notable Skills:[/b] Swordsmanship | Riding
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][indent]Ulrick was destined for a mediocre life. Born a cousin to the cadet branch at High Hermitage, his prospects were limited. It became clear from a young age that a life of scholarship or faith was not his calling. He was, however, remarkably good at swinging a sword.

Destined perhaps to serve as a knight for House Dayne, he first began service as a page for House Dalt, in the shadow of Sunspear. From page to squire, he began to make a name for himself. Always a head taller than his peers, he had an instinct and talent that caught the eye of House Martell's master-at-arms. From Lemonwood to Sunspear, Ulrick grew, and grew more confident.

Knighted at a tourney, he was not truly tested until a return home to High Hermitage. Called up as part of the retinue to guide Lady Ysabel's return from Yronwood to Starfall, a bloody skirmish in the Boneway measured his training and natural aptitude and found both anything but lacking.

Ser Ulrick, a man who had yet to see twenty namedays, against all odds, overwhelmed the larger rogue band and returned Lady Ysabel untouched to Starfall. Some months later, after much deliberation and further trials left unspoken, Dawn was bestowed upon him and he claimed the title Sword of the Morning.

Starfall remained his home, the growing tensions between Dorne and their northern neighbours keeping the young knight well occupied. When his cousin Lady Dyanna wed Prince Maekar and they took residence at the Stormland castle of Summerhall, Ser Ulrick began travelling there with increasing frequency, extending his normal patrol along the Boneway to visit his cousin. When rebellion broke out, he disregarded requests to return to Starfall, instead swearing an oath to Prince Maekar that he would keep his wife safe when duty called the prince away to battles far to the north.
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][INDENT]Ser Ulrick's oath to Prince Maekar remains his primary motivation, though the role of glorified guardsman wears on him as time passes and news arrives of bloodier battles creeping ever closer. He spends his days offering counsel to Lady Dyanna when asked, indulging in sibling banter even when she doesn't, and directing threatening scowls at visiting lords he suspects of wavering in their loyalties. He sees, too, to training Summerhall's men that Maekar left behind as a protective force, alongside the castle's master-at-arms. 

With news of Prince Baelor leading victory after victory, Ulrick has argued that their defensive posture is no longer sufficient — that their numbers should join the heir's forces and crush the pretender's support more decisively. Dyanna has been receptive, but Ulrick is not certain Maekar would share that reading of his oath.

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