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House Baratheon of Storm’s End
Words: “Ours is the Fury”
Seat: Storm’s End

(All WIP)
Description
House Baratheon is one of the most noble and puissant of Westeros, tracing its pedigree from the mighty Orys Baratheon, one of Aegon the Conqueror’s chiefest generals, and the proud lineage of the Storm Kings of House Durrandon, from whom Orys took his dearest Argella. Since the War of Conquest, House Baratheon has established itself as one of the greatest assets of the crown. Indeed, in the Blackfyre Rebellion, the Baratheons furnished a greater part of the forces which Breakspear led to the resounding triumph of Redgrass Field. The Baratheons are fiercely proud, eternally loyal, and, if crossed, will give no quarter. Their words serve as a stern reminder of their unwavering resolve.

House Baratheon has its seat at Storm’s End, one of the most ancient and impenetrable holdfasts in all of Westeros. Erected in defiance upon a severe cape of Shipbreaker Bay in the eastern horn of the Stormlands, it has never fallen, neither to siege nor subterfuge nor the constant storms which lavish its walls. Like the fist of Durran, the first Storm King who in the Dawn Age swore vengeance upon the gods for disturbing his wedding feast, Storm’s End has weathered all which has been sent against it. Some say that the children of the forest took part in its construction, weaving their magics into its intrepid barbicans, or that Bran the Builder advised Durran during its erection. It will never fall, save for in cowardice or by surrender. As long as a Baratheon remains behind the walls of Storm’s End, it will remain that way.

Houses sworn to the Baratheons:

• House Buckler of Bronzegate.


• House Cafferen of Fawnton.


• House Caron of Nightsong, to whose Lord is given the title “Lord of the Marches”


• House Connington of Griffin's Roost.


• House Dondarrion of Blackhaven.


• House Errol of Haystack Hall.


• House Estermont of Greenstone.


• House Fell of Felwood.


• House Grandison of Grandview.


• House Mertyns of Mistwood.


• House Morrigen of Crows Nest.


• House Peasebury of Poddingfield.


• House Penrose of Parchments.


• House Rogers of Amberly.


• House Selmy of Harvest Hall.


• House Staedmon of Broad Arch.


• House Swann of Stonehelm.


• House Tarth of Evenfall Hall.


• House Trant of Gallowsgrey.


• House Wylde of Rain House.


• And other minor Houses...

Prominent members of the House and the court at Storm’s End

Baratheons

• Lord Rynil "The Wise" Baratheon


Ser Raymund Storm, his bastard


Gulian Storm, thought to be deceased, resides in Braavos across the Narrow Sea


• Corenne Baratheon, formerly Corenne Swann, his wife


Brandon, the heir to Storm’s End


Aryelle Swann, formerly Aryelle Baratheon, wife of Humphrey Swann, heir to Stonehelm


Ser Lyonel “The Laughing Storm”, fierce competitor of the Ashford Tourney


Ser Leonard “The Unfortunate”


Joana, the youngest


• Lyalla Baratheon, formerly Lyalla Yronwood, wife of Brandon, daughter of Lord Felix Yronwood, The Bloodroyal, Warden of the Stoneway


• Alyn Baratheon, his brother, lord of Weeping Tower


• Jeyne Baratheon, Alyn’s wife, formerly Jeyne Selmy, daughter of Elwood Selmy


Elwood Baratheon, heir to Weeping Tower, named in honor of his grandfather

Retinue and Courtiers at Storm’s End

• Lyonel Selmy, Rynil's ward, a boy of seven
  
  Taken as a hostage after the disastrous slaying of Lord Trant by Lord Amos Selmy, Lyonel's father, in a duel. Lyonel is a bright boy, with a keen interest in the martial arts. He intends to accompany The Laughing Storm to the Gulltown Tourney.


• Ser Lynsay Rivers, Master-at-Arms
  
  A humorless, though honest man, who has served as master-at-arms of Storm's End for over fifteen years. Spent his childhood at Raventree Hall.


• Jon Penrose, castellan
  
  Has served as castellan since the time of Lord Stafford, Rynil's father. Once attempted to become a maester, but was forced to withdraw by his father. Nearing his late seventies, but known for his acerbic wit. Not to be confused with his more renowned kinsman, Ser Jon Penrose.


• Septa Aisha, of Dornish birth
  
  Kindhearted and warm but stern, with a sharp tongue. From the hinterlands of the Greenblood, she displays the hallmarks of Rhyonish heredity.


• Maester Crowell
  
  A corpulent, tedious, and prudish man, with a nigh encyclopedic knowledge of the history of the Valyrian Freehold and Valyrian language.


• Ramsay Caron, one of Rynil’s advisers
  
  The fourth son of Rickard Caron, Ramsay is well traveled, having spent extensive time in the Free Cities and Yi Ti, and eccentric, a self-declared "philosopher". Advises Lord Rynil on administrative affairs.


• Ser Selwys Estermont, one of Rynil’s advisers
  
  The second son of Lord Barion Estermont, Ser Selwys is the youngest of Lord Rynil's entourage at the age of nine and thirty, but well versed in military tactics, with a specialty in naval strategy. Obviously, advises Lord Rynil on military affairs.


• Amos Horpe, one of Rynil’s advisers
  
  The third son of Lord Wester Horpe, Amos is the oldest of Lord Rynil's entourage at the age of one and sixty. He served briefly as the Master of Coin under Viserys II before an ill-fated affair with the Hand's cousin forced him into exile. Still, Lord Rynil recognized his acumen and invited him to court at Storm's End. He advises Lord Rynil on economic affairs.


• Ser Paxter Cafferen
  
  The head of the household guard of Storm's End, Ser Paxter is a dull man, the brother of Lord Redmond Cafferen.


• Ser Gulian Buckler
  
  A former tourney knight, once dashing and handsome, whose face was disfigured by an ill-landed blow in a joust. First cousin of Lord Quentyn Buckler.


• Ser Chepton Penrose
  
  The youngest member of the household guard, known as a drunkard and boaster. Youngest brother of Ser Jon Penrose.


• Ser Albos Trant
  
  A participant in the Battle of Redgrass Field. Still bears a ghastly scar from a Blackfyre lance. Prefers to wield battle axes.


• Ser Merywn Storm
  
  Another participant in the Battle of Redgrass Field. Bastard who spent his childhood at Stonehelm and squired for Ser Hamon Swann


• Lysa, Aishelia, and Yona, Corenne’s handmaidens
  
  A trio of sisters, born as slaves in Volantis, whose faces still bear their nascent tattooing. Enlisted into Corenne's service on a trip to Lys.


• Tys, the Lysene bard
  
  A fat and boisterous man whose dulcimer playing is known to move one to tears. Also renown for his sexual prowess. Recruited on the same trip to Lys as Corenne's handmaidens.


• Tali, Ramsay’s concubine, from Tyrosh
  
  A paramour of Ramsay Caron's, whom he met in his many travels throughout Essos. The sounds of their lovemaking is known to penetrate even the deepest crannies of the keep.


• Dipskull, Rynil’s fool
  
  The grizzled and acerbic fool of the court, known for his shining shaved pate. The son of fishmongers.

POVs from House Baratheon

Brandon Baratheon

Name: Brandon Baratheon
Birthdate: 185 A.C., four and twenty
Description: Brandon is the first son of his father, Rynil Baratheon, and thus the heir to Storm's End and the Stormlands. Brandon, like all nobles in his position, received the expected upbringing, conditioning him for rule. At Storm's End, this meant not only tutelage in affairs of state but also in the martial arts--and despite the best efforts of his father and Lynsay Rivers, Brandon could never fare better than a cabbage in a melee. His sights were set not upon the dull glory of the battlefield, of knights and combats and Valyrian blades, but of the eternal glories of knowledge. In his youth, he had endeavored to stow away upon a ship bound for Oldtown, before his father nigh sunk it in his frantic search. In charisma, he is lacking, preferring the quiet solitude of his books and the company of Maester Crowell and Castellan Penrose. And although he is not the son his father wished for, Lord Rynil recognizes in him a great potential, and a place for him in the game of politics.
Alongside his books, that which he regards above than all else is his wife, Lyalla.

Ser Raymund Storm

Name: Ser Raymund Storm
Birthdate: 181 A.C., eight and twenty
Description: The bastard of Rynil Baratheon and Rayela Tarth, Raymund is technically Rynil's first child, born of a youthful indiscretion while on a visit to Evenfall Hall. Following the trend of The Great Bastards, Rynil wished to legitimize Raymund as his eventual heir; however, the late Lord Stafford, Rynil's father, would have none of it--although he did not necessarily disapprove of his sons breaking of Rayela's maidenhead or his strong seed, the notion of a bastard as the future heir to Storm's End was not an appealing one. Raymund was, however, kept at Storm's End and given a noble education, eventually proving himself a fine, though not exceptional, swordsman. He is a quiet and sober man, not prone to excess, not speaking any word more than necessary. He is very close to his half-brother, Brandon, but with the rest of his siblings and his "mother" Corenne he is anything but friendly. He was also close with his fellow bastard brother, Gulian Storm, until his disappearance eight years ago. He was knighted at the Gulltown Tourney after a fair showing in the melee.

Important Character Bios

Lord Rynil Baratheon

Name: Rynil Baratheon
Birthdate: 160 A.C., nine and forty years
Description: (WIP)

Lord Alyn Baratheon

Name: Alyn Baratheon
Birthdate: 168 A.C., one and forty years
Description: (WIP)

Lady Corenne Baratheon

Name: Corenne Baratheon, formerly Corenne Swann
Birthdate: 165 A.C., five and forty years
Description: (WIP)

Lady Lyalla Baratheon

Name: Lyalla Baratheon, formerly Lyalla Yronwood
Birthdate: 187 A.C., two and twenty years
Description: (WIP)

Ser Leonard "The Unfortunate" Baratheon

Name: Leonard Baratheon
Birthdate: 189 A.C., twenty years
Description: (WIP)

Game of Thrones - A Song of Ice and Fire

Great! I'd love to play as the Baratheons. I'll get a sheet up ASAP.

Game of Thrones - A Song of Ice and Fire

Is there still room for some new folks in the RP? I'm a huge fan of aSoIaF and would love to participate.

The Dead Cairn

Good idea, Prince! Luckily, I just finished my Freshman year of college and am on summer break. I'm currently looking for part-time employment, and will (possibly) be taking summer classes if more people enroll (there's a minimum of 10 and presently there's only myself and two other people enrolled). Other than that, barring occasional stuff with my friends, I'm pretty much free until late August when I start school again.

The Dead Cairn

It's okay, it's totally understandable! Excited to see what you've got and to get started!

Rustic Life - The Tales of A Small Village

Okay, got my CS for the Newcomer made. It's a bit slim, but I'll be updating it over time as new information emerges in the plot.

Character Name: Full name unknown, known only as “Ianthe”
Race: Human
Age: 20
Likes: Unknown
Dislikes: Unknown
Role: Newcomer
Bio: Little to nothing is known about Ianthe’s past, save for the fact that he came from the city. He speaks in a manner indicative of highborn conditioning, which is betrayed by his manner of dress.
Appearance: Ianthe dresses in a simple, country style: warm earth tones, loose trousers tucked into knee high boots, vest, billowing shirt sleeves. He wears a pendant at his throat. Ianthe is slender and lithe, though with well-developed musculature and solid shoulders, suggesting military training or at least passing familiarity with the martial arts. He is handsome, and young, with a strong jaw, curling raven black hair, a strong nose, slightly tanned complexion, and eyes the color of light hazelnut.

Ianthe

Hope everything checks out!
Llama!

The Dead Cairn

SORRY everybody for the delay, I had to attend two weddings and had Mother's Day to deal with. Luckily I'm done with that for now. Here's my CS. Please critique! Still a few things I've got to update over time like the biography. I'm actually wondering a few things which I kind of highlighted in the CS. For instance, in this world horses aren't used; what would be an acceptable analogue, specifically for mounted combat? Also, has the Vigil offered monetary reward or hired mercenaries for their mission, or is it simply inspired by personal zeal? Probably should have asked about this before making my character a mercenary, though I can change it around fairly easily.

CS

Name: Ilham

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Nationality: Bhunpadi

Birthplace: The Southern Hattavori Desert

Affiliation: The Vigil

Occupation: Hired Mercenary

Favored God: N/A

Weight: 148 lbs.

Height: 6’4

Build: Ilham is solidly built, tall, with broad shoulders and well developed musculature, yet is quick on his toes.

Hair Style: Ilham’s hair is made in the common style of his people, tied into thick dreads and braids.

Hair Color: Deep umber, with flecks of lighter brown

Eye Color: Clear hazel

Facial Features: Ilham’s features are somewhat severe: high cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and hard jawline silhouetted by the thin suggestion of beard. Despite this harshness, the lucidity of his eyes brings his face alive.

Personality: Ilham is somewhat reserved, sober, and proud. He keeps much of his inner self closed to the world, yet in some lucid moments reveals himself. He is not a cold man, but he has been hardened by the austerity of his upbringing and work, and the world around him has caused his perceptions to be seasoned with a dash of cynicism.

Clothing: Beneath his patterned robes, a relic of his time among the Yhundi, Ilham has taken to wearing a boiled leather jerkin for means of protection. An embroidered scarf is often wrapped tight around his neck, both as a means for warding off the chill of the Godwastes and hiding the tattoo which wends its way to curl at his jaw. He wears large padded trousers, often tucked into his weatherworn boots. All in all, like much of Ilham’s outward character, his manner of dress is rather plain and lacking in any ornamentation save for the faded illuminations of his robes. Utilitarian, practical.

Weapon: Ilham is a bowman of exquisite caliber. The Bhunpadi of the lower Hattavori are keen (horse archers); from the time he was yet pink from his infant’s swaddling, Ilham has had a bow in his hand. The Bhunpadi utilize short, taut recurve bows, being more conducive for the rapid-fire necessary for mounted combat. Ilham, however, in his travels, has taken to using a large, thick longbow, as horse archery outside of the Hattavori is not exactly in vogue. Ilham wields his bow with a terrible ferocity, rapidity, and accuracy. For close-quarters, he keeps two stilettos at his hip.

Miscellaneous Items: In accordance with his itinerant mercenary lifestyle, Ilham travels lightly, usually with only a rucksack containing the bare necessities and fletching equipment, his bow, and a holster of arrows. He keeps a few mementos hidden away within the deepest recesses of his pouch, although no one has ever seen them and certainly Ilham has never mentioned them.

Magically Talented: N/A

Magical Attunement: N/A

Skills: Keen Bowman, Survivalist, Close-quarters combat, Stealth, (Horsemanship)

Biography: Much of Ilham's life remains unknown--he is reluctant to reveal explicit details, names, dates, and thus only suggestion and speculation can form a less-than-adequate image of his life. Like most mercenaries, Ilham prefers that personal matters not interfere with the work at hand. His motivations, aspirations, dreams...remain undisclosed as of yet. What is known is that Ilham was born to the relatively obscure Bhunpada tribe of the lower Hattavori Desert. They wander the desert, travelling from wadi to wadi, with little to no permanent habituation. They have abandoned the cities and the so-called "lecherous" heresies, hearkening back to the ancestral traditions before the Fall. As their population is scarce, the social hierarchy is one deeply maintained and highly restrictive, their ideals closed shut to outside insight. Of the Gods of Lerayis they are resentful, denouncing them as false and vain gods and erecting idols and offering oblations to the true gods, inspired by the hallowed prophecies of Mocheka ("A greater charlatan never lived," Ilham often remarked); in accordance with this homily, mages are analogous to hellspawn. The Bhunpadi warred with the itinerant mage tribes of the Hattavori, touting themselves as dispensers of holy retribution. To his family and his upbringing Ilham is grateful only for their instruction in the bow; he was trained as a warrior in the Bhunpadi way. He retains nothing of his cultural heritage, save for his appearance; even the Bhundi language, which the elders endeavored so forcefully to be spoken in place of Lerayissian, he cannot recall. Gaps emerge in Ilham's story here; his reasoning unknown, he spurned his tribe at the age of seventeen, being warned never to return on pain of death. Since then, Ilham has traveled across Lerayis, enlisting his particular services for warlords and nobles, merchant and footpad, discriminating only by pay. In Ilham's own words, "I am a sword; I am an axe; I am a bow; I do not use, but rather am used. I think not of my actions, nor of whom I am turned against, just as a whore thinks not of whom she fucks." Towards mages he feels no particular zeal or hatred, though he would never admit such a fact openly. Thus, his employment by The Vigil is by no means a reflection of his personal belief.

Rustic Life - The Tales of A Small Village

Would you mind if I played the role of the newcomer? That'd be great!
I'm still here, sorry for my laziness in posts. I just got home from college and it's been a whirlwind of unpacking, had to attend two weddings, Mother's Day, seeing friends, etc. But I'm still here and committed! ^u^

The Dead Cairn

Thanks Sicarius, that was incredibly helpful.
I'll get my CS up tomorrow ^u^

The Dead Cairn

PrinceOfQuills said
To help answer your second question...(Sicarius, 2014)You plan on rolling a magically-inclined character somehow? :)

I plan on having two characters actually lol. One is a non-magically inclined character from the Hattavori (the steppe-archer dude), so yes, Remnant, you're not the only one!
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The other character I'll have to plan with the GM's a bit. I was thinking about this mage who is gradually being destroyed by his/her power but must use it to keep their physical form together (think Darth Sion from Kotor II) but is somehow trying to help the mage hunting party. Not sure yet but I have a few ideas.