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The Wards of The King- A Song of Ice and Fire Roleplay

So since its been 100 years, the wards would be the great grand children of the original GOT characters? It would be like 3 generations later right??

The Wards of The King- A Song of Ice and Fire Roleplay

Alianne Tully

Played by @Emma

"Lady Alianne has always been quite a phlegmatic child...I've only seen her truly smile around her family."

"Forgiveness is a privilege, and its not something I'm very good at granting. So if you betray me, you're just asking for my retribution. Luckily I'm not ignorant like most girls who handout their trust like fools."

Name: Alianne Tully
Nickname: Called Ally by her sisters. Her brother calls her Amber due to her hair color.
Age: 14 3/4
House: Tully

Parents:
Father - Cyril Tully. Blue eyes, auburn hair, lanky build, overall not much to look at. He is a scholarly man to say the least. Known to be intelligent, strict, and confident. He is not much of a warrior, leaving the heroics and fighting to his younger brothers Vetis and Emerson Tully. Three years before he married Fidelma Redwyne; his lover was a servant woman named Deena, and she gave birth to his illegitimate son Corrick. Deena tragically died a few hours after giving birth. Cyril is 46 years old. He married Fidelma to combine the Redwyne and Tully fleets.

Mother - Fidelma Tully nee Redwyne. Beautiful red hair, brown eyes, fair skinned, and covered in freckles. She is a rather stoic and gloomy woman, who enjoys needlework, and tea. She has had seven children with Cyril, but only three have survived past infancy. She sees her husband's bastard as a nuisance, but she accepts him and treats him like one of her own. She hopes to give her husband a son to be his heir. She is 37 years old.

Siblings:
Sister - Serena Tully is ten years old. She has auburn hair, and light brown eyes. She is overly confident, clumsy, and funny. Serena is tall for her age, and she can usually be found running through the halls, playing practical jokes, or eavesdropping.

Sister - Rosalind Tully is six years old. Wavy red hair, hazel eyes, and lots of freckles, she is like a mini copy of their mother. She is rather shy, and sickly. Follows their mother like a shadow. She was born deaf in one ear, and has terrible eyesight, so she is usually seen squinting. She likes to knit clothes for her dolls.

Brother - Corrick Rivers is Alianne's half-brother. Her father's bastard son. Corrick is nineteen years old, with blonde hair and gray eyes. His mother's name was Deena. She died soon after giving birth to him. He has been raised beside his legitimate sisters, with the same privileges, and care. Treated as if he were also Legitimate by his family, he considers himself lucky. He is a great sword fighter, but not much of a bowman. He is a flirt, and wishes to one day become legitimate, and possibly be his father heir. He likes to gamble, and usually wins. His nickname is Cory.

Other - Four younger siblings all deceased. Alaric died when he was three years old, from complications with his Epilepsy. Isolde died when she was seven years old, from a wasting illness. Lyra died whens she was twelve months old, from pneumonia. And lastly Edmure died when he was two years old, from smallpox.

Other Family:
Uncle - Vetis Tully. Took the black when he was 20 years old, and is now first ranger of the nights watch. He is friendly to everyone, likable and sarcastic. He has dark auburn hair, and blue eyes. Vetis is tall and slim. He is agile and strong for being 44 years old. He is a devote follower of the Faith of the Seven.

Uncle - Emerson Tully is 38 years old, and very handsome. He has light auburn hair, light blue eyes, a well maintained beard, and is attractively muscular. He was 'Master of Ships' up until four years ago when he was granted land of his own. He is now a Landed Knight, and commander of the Tully navel fleets. Emerson is cunning, and ambitious. He basically does everything for the advancement of his house, and though his older brother Cyril is the head of house, Emerson is the one getting things done while Cyril has his nose in a book. He is married to Doline Karstark, and they have two sons together; Criss & Rolf. Criss is seven, and Rolf is four.

Aunt - Doline Tully nee Karstark is 25 years old. Married to Emerson Tully for love rather then mutual gain. She has black brown hair, and brown eyes. Otherwise considered mildly pretty, she takes after her Dornish mother. She likes to eat sweets, and is fond of flowers. She is very caring, and warmhearted. She is unable to have anymore children due to complications after giving birth to her youngest son Rolf.

Other - Alianne also has many aunts, uncles, and cousins on her mother's side of the family.

Personality: Alianne is a mix of her parents personalities, as she is highly intelligent like her father, and stoical like her mother. An old soul type, she is mature beyond her years. She is good at keeping her emotions in check, as controlling her emotions within herself comes naturally. She is rather contemplative and sensible compared to most girls her age. She has a soft side for children, and defenseless animals. Alianne is unusually perceptive, and knows what is expected of her. She does not trust others easily, and is rather cynical of people in general. Not that she comes off as such, she like to portray herself, as polite, and unassuming. For the handful of people that really know her they see her truthful, outspoken, and audacious side.

Her father considers education very important, so she is highly educated, and thus articulate and freethinking. Her mothers raised her with a strong moral background, so to Alianne values fairness and justice quite a bit. She is extremely loyal and protective of those she loves and puts her trust in. She places her family's well being above all others, and doesn't believe she could ever love or be close to people like she is with her family. Alianne does not forgive easily, and betraying her trust is the worst possible thing, as she has no qualms about revenge or getting even. She will hit you where it hurts most.

For those who don't know her, they might see Alianne as a quiet, impassive, composed, and overall boring young lady.

Skills:
- Needlework
- Astronomy
- Equestrian
- Swimming
- Playing Cards
- Writing/Calligraphy
- Archery
- Playing the Harp & Harpsichord
- Book Keeping & running a household

Religion: Faith of the Seven (Truly Agnostic)

Bio: Alianne grew up in Riverrun alongside her siblings. Her father made sure to supply a rigorous education, and her mother made sure Alianne excelled in all the noble lady pursuits. She is deeply protective of her siblings, and is closest with her half brother Corrick, who taught her how to ride, shoot a bow, and play cards.

As a young girl her father would spend hours reading to her, and her sisters. He read books about the stars, history, gods, legends, far off lands, dragons, and much more, resulting in Alianne's love of reading, and astronomy. For the times when he was not at home, letter writing became the means of communication between her and her father, as he traveled from library to library, sending home gifts for his wife and children.

As a little girl her mother would braid Alianne's hair, and take her for walks in the gardens, reciting poems, and praising Alianne for her pretty face, and good manners. As she got older, many afternoons were spent with her mother by the fire, as they embroidered designs on silk. With the deaths of four of her siblings, and her mothers resulting gloominess, Alianne took over as the motherly figure to her younger sisters for the times when her mother couldnt handle it.

Other: Has a pet rabbit named Romilly, and a horse named Merryweather.

Family Tree

The Wards of The King- A Song of Ice and Fire Roleplay

Tully it is then!! :D thank you!

The Wards of The King- A Song of Ice and Fire Roleplay

ok this looks amazing!! What houses are still open for a ward??

Scifi Space Combat/Exploration/Thing(?) Inspired by the likes of FTL and Sunrider

looks cool

Moraxtrun City Space Station

Native people of Jurucatia

The Juruca's are an intelligent alien species native to plant Jurucatia.

Their culture resembles that of ancient Greece mixed with a hippy flare.

Their knowledge of technology is as advanced as the human race, but much more eco-friendly,agricultural, art, and spirituality centered.

Humans and Juruca can have intimate relations, but offspring from these unions are genetically/biologically impossible.

Golden sap moves through their veins instead of blood. They are typically more slender than the average human and about a head shorter. All Juruca have luminescent cells in their skin, causing them to glow in the dark.

Names - Juruca have no surnames, only a first name, and a title. Examples: Fisher Nana, Hunter Pippoola, Weaver Mio'Nur, Elder Kallumi, Kid Ayakoe. The title typically is whatever there job is or for children/elders/non-worker it is a descriptive word such as Elder, smelly, Kid, Mama, grumpy, old, young, or wise.

Appearance

Here is just a few Pictures of what they look like.

(if you want to play a Jurucatian character and are having a hard time finding a pic or do not want to write a description, feel free to take one of these pics)

Native Animals of Juructia

---- Doken: Measuring no more than 2 feet at its standing height and weighing 115 pounds at its heaviest, the Doken is coated in a sleek but soft outer skin that changes pigmentation according to the temperature. When it feels threatened, the Doken produces a acid-like slime, that can cause a painful blistering rash to human skin. To its natural predators the slime can cause three degree acid-burns. Other then that the Doken are friendly, and playful animals. Many Jurucatia people keep Doken as pets. They are a lot like dogs.


---- Udamirus: Is one of the many aquatic creatures in the Juructia lakes. They are about the size of an earth lobster, and like lobsters they have a hard outer shell body. They are edible, once you crack them open. There claws on the end, can cut your finger off with one pinch.
---- There meat taste like a shrimp mixed with horseradish.


---- Bellapia: They are the equivalent of an earth cow/buffalo, and can grow to be about the size of a elephant. The female Bellapia does not have horns.
---- There meat taste like lemony salmon.


---- Crondee: They can grow to be about 20 inches tall, and are very fast runners. They are asexual, and can live to be over 100 years old. The sack on there chest grows bigger and bigger until the Crondee can not walk any more, they then fertilize the eggs inside of it, and leave the sack behind to hatch a month later. The hundreds of tiny babies then eat one another until there is only a dozen or so left, and they are strong enough to go off on there own. After being born it takes about 5 years for the Crondee to be fully grown and start growing its own sack of eggs.
---- The orange sack carries hundreds of caviar jelly like eggs. The eggs are considered a delicacy, and are about the size of a golf ball, they taste like a strange mix of onion, bell peppers, and really salty cheese.


---- Venersha: Are a carnivorous pack animal. They are not friendly and are a full on predators. Fast, extremely strong, and deadly. They are hunted for their bones, tough hide, and claws. Their bones are as strong a steel, and the claws are prized for there beauty, like Ivory. There hide is strong, and fire proof so Jurucatia people use it for many things.
---- Their meat is edible, but not very palatable to most humans, as it smells ammonia, and taste like slimy rotten milk. Jurucatia people like it though, and is noramlly eatten for special occasions.


---- Froowhare: Razor sharp teeth used for eating smaller birds, fish, and rodents. Feathers are as soft as silk, and Froowhares are great a mimicking sounds other birds. There eggs are about the size of a baseball, and pink in color. The females lay up to 6 eggs a day.
---- The meat from this bird taste like fatty duck, and the eggs like chicken yolks.


----Jowi: Are excellent swimmers and divers, but also move quickly on land, even over rugged, mountainous terrain. They have a life span of approximately 25 to 30 years. It feeds on leaves, buds, shoots, and small branches it tears from trees, fruit, grasses, and aquatic plants. They are one of the most skittish and unintelligent animals on Jurucatia.

The Life and Times

Character by corrosive



Full Name: James Raphael Stuart.

Nickames/Alias/AKA: N/A.

Age: 200+.

Gender: Male.

DOB: April 14.

Occupation: Health and economics teacher.

Race: Vampire.

Hair Color: Dark brown.

Eye Color: Livid blue.

Height and Build: 5"11, broad shouldered and neat, well built.

Other Appearance: Long, thin scar along his lower stomach and one dashed across his spine.

History/bio:

Born a vampire about an even 200 years ago, James spent a life of quarreling with his half brother George. Where James was fire, George was ice and the two just didn't mesh very well. Though he had never hated him, it was sibling quarreling at best and he made light of it throughout his life, often joking that they fought just like brothers ought to. The passive older brother followed him throughout his life, though he was never sure why, it gave him mild comfort. George was quiet and never commented on his habits and that was good for him, he got to do just about anything that he wanted to. Killing and gambling became his pastimes, just games for him to play when he was bored.

There was a lot of boredom and boredom ruled most of his actions. About the time of the Second World War, he made his way to the comfort of an English man's home. His constant companion George followed him, eager to escape the heavy feeling that war tended to leave in one's bones. It was then that he met her, a young woman with brown hair and a pretty, kind face. His goal was clear and immediate, he had to make her like him. The courting should have been cute, it should have made her swoon, he was gorgeous and extravagant, the fact that she hadn't wanted him to begin with might have been what motivated him to continue.

She was illusive, managing to dodge his advances, he didn't even know if she had been meaning to do it. At the chance, he decided to try to kiss her, it had the right to be a tender moment, she should have liked him by then but her rejection was swift. It was blunt and it made his ears ring and his vision fog for a moment. He felt anger, a blinding rage that overtook him. If he couldn't have what he wanted, then nobody could and so he twisted her hair and fed from her. The anger didn't last when her body hit the floor and panic set into his system, now his eyes just weren't fogging, they were getting damp. Had he really been so foolish to kill her? She couldn't very well do anything if she was dead- unless she could.

The decision was quick, a swift bite to his own wrist, pressed to her mouth. Feeding her his blood, she became something of a baby bird in his arms and his affection only seemed to grow stronger. Surely trapped within an eternity with him would change her mind and with that set, he took the trapped thing a little too seriously. George stayed with him, whether out of his own brand of boredom or whether he just didn't know what to do without his angry younger brother, George stayed with him. George made the right calls, spoke the right words and soon things were clear and she was his.

Waiting for her to wake hadn't seemed like it had been long, pacing, muttering, pacing, he watched the slow rise and fall of her breathing. Growing bored of waiting, he decided to bring her a gift and when he returned, she eagerly accepted it. He watched, pleased, as she drank from the man. He'd bashed the human over the head himself, it was like watching her bring herself back to life, he felt warm at the process.

So, she would wait there for the rest of eternity until she learned to love him.

Her anger was a flame, burning so high that he was sure it should have devoured him with it's ferocity. Nothing he ever did was right, she was ungrateful, he would have called her selfish if she wasn't so lovely. He taught her what he could in his limited space and she was a natural, good at everything and absolutely stunning, she had it all. Trying not to get starry eyed was hard but it didn't last long.

He returned home to her missing one day, yelling for her and checking every possible route throughout the house. She was gone, not a trace of the pretty brunette left in his home. Anger gripped him, made his nails dig into his hands as he came to his next sound conclusion. If she wanted to play a game, he was very good at games. He sought her brother out next, a fine young fellow and the next of his immortal brood. He made himself seem innocent enough and tracking her had been easy, he prided himself on being a good tracker. Their meeting was an exchange of his pleasant smiles and sharp edged words, her brother presented as the next in a long line of his gifts. An apology!

He was practically cooing at her like she was an infant, containing his laughter to more private moments. She looked shocked silly for a long moment and then angry, he nearly wanted to tell her not to strain herself, getting too angry was bad for the heart. Which was even funnier and the amusement was as livid as his fury that was soon to come.

They banded together soon after, too many vampires for even dear old him to take on. He backed off with his hands held in playful defeat, there had to be some way around their wall..... [WIP]

Soon finding himself in a quaint New England town, he knew he was on her trail again. Things were about to get interesting at best.

Family/Relationships:

Romantic Interest/Brood: Alice Keller (Alive/well)
Brood: Konrad Keller (Alive/well)
Half brother: George Stuart.

Other/Extra:

He's very emotionally manipulative and kind of terrible.
He knows a lot about human health, took it up as kind of a side hobby.
He's very good at puzzles.
He's amused by vampire novels and can be found reading them dramatically out loud to himself.

The Life and Times

Character By Daird



Name: Rebecca Waterson

Nickames/Alias/AKA: Bec

Age: 18

DOB: 11/4/96

Gender: Female

Hair Color: Blonde

Eyes: Sea green

Height and Weight: 5 foot 5, 140 lbs.

Occupation: Student

Race: Witch - Mortifero

Bio: The Watersons have lived in the Montaville/Tellmore area since the Revolutionary War, always using their power to help the local humans. Rebecca lived a fairly uneventful life until her tenth birthday, when her parents deemed her finally fit to start practicing magic herself. She took to magic like a duck to water, particularly necromancy.

At the age of twelve, she performed her first séance, calling up the spirit of her grandmother Molly, who'd died just days before she was born. The two had a long, amicable chat, and even today, they still speak once a week. When her supernatural friends ask her about it, she says that just because Molly's passed on is no reason not to talk to her.

Two months ago, Rebecca decided to try her first resurrection, attempting to bring back her pet turtle Shelly. She made the effort without any input from her parents, drawing the glyphs and performing the ritual herself. It failed miserably, and subsequent attempts at the feat have met with a similar lack of success. She's become hellbent on performing the feat, knowing that doing so would prove herself as a master of Mortifero magic.

Recently, she signed up as a freshman as Gringore. Part of it was to get better at magic in general, part of it was to try to learn what she was doing wrong with her reanimations, and part of it, to be honest, was to get away from her parents. After all, she is a teenager who wants to spread her wings.

Family:
Michael Waterson: Father, Naturalis witch, age 45
Sarah Waterson: Mother, Propheta witch, age 43

The Life and Times

@TheIrishJJ Nope dorm rooms are the property of the school, so vampire can go in and out as they please.

When the whole Invitation thing does apply outside Gringore, vamps must be invited in by a person residing in the home. And once they are invited in, they can't be uninvited without the help of witch spells.

Vampires hearts don't beat, and they do not need to breath, but it feels extremely uncomfortable not to. So yeah that can stay under water but its not plesent.

The ideas for the vampires in this RP come from a big mix of books/movies/tv. I don't know Vladimir Todd. True blood, the vampire diaries, twilight, Buffy, Blood ties, and a few others are my inspiration.

The Life and Times

@SomeoneSomewere Writing up a reply for Jack & Marceline convo. FYI she goes by Lennox, and has most likely instilled that in Ariel, if she ever called her otherwise.