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I've been on here since before the fall, way back when I was a middle schooler. It seems a lot more slow paced on here then it once was. I'm also old now soooo maybe that is it.
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Being an adult with a job, how does one come back to RPing?!
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Was excited to dye my hair blue tonight...it is now obsidian black....oops
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I thought there would be a bunch of new interest checks since it’s the weekend...but nooo!
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OMG!!! Thanks to the Wayback Machine, I've found all my Characters, and RPs before the guild fall! Pure JOY!
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Ok I shall now start working on the first post for Princess Cora.
Alianne peeled an apple as she listened to Lord Beregard’s answer. She didn’t fully agree with Beregard statement about how jousting wasn’t really used in warfare. Jousting was just a flashy game version of using a lance on horseback, as the entire tournament was just that, a game. It was all just an entertaining way to prove ones skill, and bring prestige to one’s name. She had always loved tournaments. They were always a sight to see, festive, and a lovely break from the every day. There was no reason to state her opinion out loud, and so she just listened on looking attentive as everyone discussed what they were signing up for. It seemed that all the boys were entering in one contest or another. Even some of the girls were joining in, which was rather unconventional. Alianne could beat her brother in archery, but that wasn’t saying much as his aim had always been awful.
She liked how Willam Lannister displayed himself as an admirable gentleman, whether that was the true him or not, only time would tell, but she suspected it was. And from the handful of Lannister pointed insults, and passive aggressive remarks jabbed towards him, he seemed to be taking the high road, which was refreshing. Out of all the men at the table, she found him to be the most pleasing to the eye. Though her bodyguard Aeryn had them all beat in terms of looks.
Lady Robyn was not what she expected as a daughter of house Greyjoy. She was overall very pleasant and not at all barbarous like she had assumed all Greyjoy were. The pillaging as raping was a problem all year around thanks to the Greyjoy primitive and cruel ways, and Alianne wondered if Robyn would try and change things if she took over as head of house one day. It was doubtful that changing the Iron Isles beastly traditions was even a possibility, but it was nice to know Robyn was not some harsh dirty ironborn. Helping her get to know the ins and outs of the tournament sounded interesting, and with the lovely Lady Alerie joining them, they could make a good time of it.
“Of course Lady Robyn, it would be my pleasure. And please call me by my first name, Alianne. Lady Tully is my mother.” She said kindly. It was becoming apparent that proper etiquette was not taught in the iron Isles. Though Robyn's lack of understanding was in a way endearing. Alianne's mother on the other hand was a stickler for proper etiquette, and so she had been taught from the cradle how to go about it.
Beregard’s sister was strange to have around, from the information Alianne had gathered, Belinda was his illegitimate older sister, and nothing like any woman she had ever met. She wondered why the woman had even come to kings landing, as it was obvious she had not been invited by the king, nor was she a ward or heir of anything. Her statues was basically the same as a random low-born wondering around the castle. The fact of the matter was that she had no title, position, or reason to be here, except to accompany her brother, and even that was strange. At home Corrick was not allowed to eat with the family when they had guests of any importance, and that was the rule in his own house. It was not a happy thing, but it was how things were done. So It was strange to see Belinda in the house of the king, without an official purpose, or at least not one Alianne could think of. Why the head of house Baratheon saw it as an appropriate idea to send their baseborn daughter to live in the royal castle, was beyond Alianne. She didn’t know Belinda well enough to like or dislike her, but her presence was an enigma. She also wondered why there were two Starks here, as the King only asked for the Heirs of each house to be ward...
Of course it was different when it came to the Martells natural children. Dorne had its own ideas and rules. Everyone had just come to accept it from them, and the Queen herself was from there. Prince Toran was delightfully charming and he knew it. His accent was always fun to hear, and she actually smiled at his cheery greeting. “King Landing is quite different then Riverrun. I still do not know what to think of it. What about yourself?” She asked him, and then took a bite of her sliced apple. For breakfast today she chose to try a bit of each thing. Except for the olives which she loathed. A handful of berries & almonds, a sliced apple, some salmon, and honey dipped bread. The food here was always enjoyable, but there was always to much of it.
Alianne had been doing her best to stay out of Alyssa Arryns way. That girl seemed full of anger, and the treason laced remark for the first day still rang through Alianne’s mind. And for the longest time it seemed like Lady Arryn was not coming from breakfast. She felt slightly relived, but then Alyssa entered the dining room, looking a tad worn out, and Alianne felt guilty for not giving her a chance. Everyone here had basically just left their family for the first time, who was Alianne to judge.
“Lady Alyssa, would you like to join Lady Robyn, Lady Aleire, and myself today to watch the tournament? Well, that is if you’re not joining Lady Manasa and the boys in competing.”
She liked how Willam Lannister displayed himself as an admirable gentleman, whether that was the true him or not, only time would tell, but she suspected it was. And from the handful of Lannister pointed insults, and passive aggressive remarks jabbed towards him, he seemed to be taking the high road, which was refreshing. Out of all the men at the table, she found him to be the most pleasing to the eye. Though her bodyguard Aeryn had them all beat in terms of looks.
Lady Robyn was not what she expected as a daughter of house Greyjoy. She was overall very pleasant and not at all barbarous like she had assumed all Greyjoy were. The pillaging as raping was a problem all year around thanks to the Greyjoy primitive and cruel ways, and Alianne wondered if Robyn would try and change things if she took over as head of house one day. It was doubtful that changing the Iron Isles beastly traditions was even a possibility, but it was nice to know Robyn was not some harsh dirty ironborn. Helping her get to know the ins and outs of the tournament sounded interesting, and with the lovely Lady Alerie joining them, they could make a good time of it.
“Of course Lady Robyn, it would be my pleasure. And please call me by my first name, Alianne. Lady Tully is my mother.” She said kindly. It was becoming apparent that proper etiquette was not taught in the iron Isles. Though Robyn's lack of understanding was in a way endearing. Alianne's mother on the other hand was a stickler for proper etiquette, and so she had been taught from the cradle how to go about it.
Beregard’s sister was strange to have around, from the information Alianne had gathered, Belinda was his illegitimate older sister, and nothing like any woman she had ever met. She wondered why the woman had even come to kings landing, as it was obvious she had not been invited by the king, nor was she a ward or heir of anything. Her statues was basically the same as a random low-born wondering around the castle. The fact of the matter was that she had no title, position, or reason to be here, except to accompany her brother, and even that was strange. At home Corrick was not allowed to eat with the family when they had guests of any importance, and that was the rule in his own house. It was not a happy thing, but it was how things were done. So It was strange to see Belinda in the house of the king, without an official purpose, or at least not one Alianne could think of. Why the head of house Baratheon saw it as an appropriate idea to send their baseborn daughter to live in the royal castle, was beyond Alianne. She didn’t know Belinda well enough to like or dislike her, but her presence was an enigma. She also wondered why there were two Starks here, as the King only asked for the Heirs of each house to be ward...
Of course it was different when it came to the Martells natural children. Dorne had its own ideas and rules. Everyone had just come to accept it from them, and the Queen herself was from there. Prince Toran was delightfully charming and he knew it. His accent was always fun to hear, and she actually smiled at his cheery greeting. “King Landing is quite different then Riverrun. I still do not know what to think of it. What about yourself?” She asked him, and then took a bite of her sliced apple. For breakfast today she chose to try a bit of each thing. Except for the olives which she loathed. A handful of berries & almonds, a sliced apple, some salmon, and honey dipped bread. The food here was always enjoyable, but there was always to much of it.
Alianne had been doing her best to stay out of Alyssa Arryns way. That girl seemed full of anger, and the treason laced remark for the first day still rang through Alianne’s mind. And for the longest time it seemed like Lady Arryn was not coming from breakfast. She felt slightly relived, but then Alyssa entered the dining room, looking a tad worn out, and Alianne felt guilty for not giving her a chance. Everyone here had basically just left their family for the first time, who was Alianne to judge.
“Lady Alyssa, would you like to join Lady Robyn, Lady Aleire, and myself today to watch the tournament? Well, that is if you’re not joining Lady Manasa and the boys in competing.”
@Odysseus Alianne is friendly to everyone, but she does not go out of her way to start up conversations. She is polite and nonchalant about most things.
Cora is super sweet, but her mental problems pop up unexpectedly, and things get dicey.
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If your able to get into the chat now, we could go back and forth on ideas if your interested.
Cora is super sweet, but her mental problems pop up unexpectedly, and things get dicey.
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If your able to get into the chat now, we could go back and forth on ideas if your interested.
@Musoka yeah what violet said!! And I'm pretty sure the NPCs like Great houses family members, and the small council are all available to claim and make your own! :D
Ok Finished my second character ! check her out! link
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I will now be working on my IC post for Alianne's reply.
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I will now be working on my IC post for Alianne's reply.
Great Idea!! Thank you!
I want to make a second character...I'm gonna do it!
Alianne laid on her bed fully dressed, she was contemplating skipping breakfast. The group meals were full of an awkward atmosphere, tension, and worn out conversations. It wasn't like taking meals together was mandatory, but it seemed to be expected, at least for now. Back home she usually had breakfast in her room, or with her sisters beside the river. Her family really only gathered for dinner together. She had been here for four days, and all she wanted was to go home. She wondered when the homesickness would ware off, and when she would start feeling comfortable here.
Her handmaiden Catelyn seemed overjoyed with their situation, and was babbling on about the tournament today. "Oh and you know that guard with the blonde hair? Well his name is Timon, and can you believe it he's going to ask me for my favor when he competes. He'll win you know, he is sooo strong, and I saw him in the training yard. And Milord Toran, no sorry Prince Toran is so handsome, he and milord Willem are just dreamy. Have you seen milord Kevan Westerling he looks like...blah blah blah..." Catelyn droned on and on as she put Alianne's nightgown away, and fluttered about the room rearranging things.
Alianne listened halfheartedly to Catelyn's hopeless romantic ramblings. Standing up, she went over to her vanity and opened up her jewelry box, opting for a simple pearl necklace, and a dainty emerald ring. Her gown was a silvery color, with a beautifully embroidered trim. It was her favorite dress of the ones she brought with her. It had been a gift from her Grandmother Leda Redwyne, and the pearl beads down the sleeves, had been apart of her mothers wedding gown. Her hair was gathered into a loose plait braid that was tied with a lace ribbon.
She was looking forward to the tournament, and the evening feast afterwards, though her expression didn't show it. She looked more impassive if anything. "You know my lady, I was talking with some of the other handmaidens, and apparently your not making much of an impression. Really you should smile more, and not one of those fake half smiles you always do. Jessamine the really short girl with the mole under her eye, she says that her lady thinks your boring. Of course I told her off, but she only thinks that because you don't talk about yourself, or let people get to know you. You mother told me before we left that I should remind you that your here for a long time and need to socialize...are you even listening?" Catelyn said in her overly perky voice.
"Yes Catelyn, I am listening. We haven't even been here a week. Just relax, and don't mind so much about how others view me. Its better to be seen as boring rather then rude or brash, right?" Alianne said calmly to Catelyn. "I've spent plenty of time with the others. Just yesterday Lady Alerie and I took a walk in the gardens with Prince Aenar. Anyway everything is going fine for now." She said slipping on her shoes. "I think I'll head down for breakfast. Please ask the servants to change the bedding. The wool sheets are really to much for summer. Linen would do fine. Also I promised to send mother some dornish silks, she wanted to make Rosalind and Serena some new gowns, so we need to plan an outing to the market. Please see that you get my letters to Uncle Mace." She said opening the door to her room. Catelyn looked irritated, but she just curtsied and left through the servant door. Catelyn had only been Alianne's handmaiden for a year now, and though they got along just fine, sometime she just would not shut up. Walking down the stairs she idly wondered were the library was located in this place. A trip to a room full of book sounded just like the sort of thing to lift her spirits.
Entering the dinning area she greeted the others, who had yet to start eating. A servant pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down silently listening politely to the conversation being held. "So will ether of you boys be joining the tournament today?" She chimed in, as a handful of servants started placing food on the table. What laid before her was what she was coming to know as the typical fair of kings landing; plates of smoked salmon, salted cod, raw oysters, pomegranate seeds, preserves, garlic ham, vegetable meat pies, hard boiled eggs, cream, berries, dates, figs, apples, salty goat cheese, olives, almonds, pitchers of wine, and an assortment of breads laid before her. Compared to the breakfasts back home this was more like a miniature feast.
Her handmaiden Catelyn seemed overjoyed with their situation, and was babbling on about the tournament today. "Oh and you know that guard with the blonde hair? Well his name is Timon, and can you believe it he's going to ask me for my favor when he competes. He'll win you know, he is sooo strong, and I saw him in the training yard. And Milord Toran, no sorry Prince Toran is so handsome, he and milord Willem are just dreamy. Have you seen milord Kevan Westerling he looks like...blah blah blah..." Catelyn droned on and on as she put Alianne's nightgown away, and fluttered about the room rearranging things.
Alianne listened halfheartedly to Catelyn's hopeless romantic ramblings. Standing up, she went over to her vanity and opened up her jewelry box, opting for a simple pearl necklace, and a dainty emerald ring. Her gown was a silvery color, with a beautifully embroidered trim. It was her favorite dress of the ones she brought with her. It had been a gift from her Grandmother Leda Redwyne, and the pearl beads down the sleeves, had been apart of her mothers wedding gown. Her hair was gathered into a loose plait braid that was tied with a lace ribbon.
She was looking forward to the tournament, and the evening feast afterwards, though her expression didn't show it. She looked more impassive if anything. "You know my lady, I was talking with some of the other handmaidens, and apparently your not making much of an impression. Really you should smile more, and not one of those fake half smiles you always do. Jessamine the really short girl with the mole under her eye, she says that her lady thinks your boring. Of course I told her off, but she only thinks that because you don't talk about yourself, or let people get to know you. You mother told me before we left that I should remind you that your here for a long time and need to socialize...are you even listening?" Catelyn said in her overly perky voice.
"Yes Catelyn, I am listening. We haven't even been here a week. Just relax, and don't mind so much about how others view me. Its better to be seen as boring rather then rude or brash, right?" Alianne said calmly to Catelyn. "I've spent plenty of time with the others. Just yesterday Lady Alerie and I took a walk in the gardens with Prince Aenar. Anyway everything is going fine for now." She said slipping on her shoes. "I think I'll head down for breakfast. Please ask the servants to change the bedding. The wool sheets are really to much for summer. Linen would do fine. Also I promised to send mother some dornish silks, she wanted to make Rosalind and Serena some new gowns, so we need to plan an outing to the market. Please see that you get my letters to Uncle Mace." She said opening the door to her room. Catelyn looked irritated, but she just curtsied and left through the servant door. Catelyn had only been Alianne's handmaiden for a year now, and though they got along just fine, sometime she just would not shut up. Walking down the stairs she idly wondered were the library was located in this place. A trip to a room full of book sounded just like the sort of thing to lift her spirits.
Entering the dinning area she greeted the others, who had yet to start eating. A servant pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down silently listening politely to the conversation being held. "So will ether of you boys be joining the tournament today?" She chimed in, as a handful of servants started placing food on the table. What laid before her was what she was coming to know as the typical fair of kings landing; plates of smoked salmon, salted cod, raw oysters, pomegranate seeds, preserves, garlic ham, vegetable meat pies, hard boiled eggs, cream, berries, dates, figs, apples, salty goat cheese, olives, almonds, pitchers of wine, and an assortment of breads laid before her. Compared to the breakfasts back home this was more like a miniature feast.
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