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3 yrs ago
Being an adult with a job, how does one come back to RPing?!
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6 yrs ago
Was excited to dye my hair blue tonight...it is now obsidian black....oops
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8 yrs ago
I thought there would be a bunch of new interest checks since it’s the weekend...but nooo!
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9 yrs ago
OMG!!! Thanks to the Wayback Machine, I've found all my Characters, and RPs before the guild fall! Pure JOY!
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9 yrs ago
Au Pair adventure in Sweden is coming to an end. Going home in a few days and then I'll be back in full swing on this site!

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Interacting With: Gabriel @The Nebulous, Toran @Obscene Symphony, Tiras @BlackPanther, Brandon @Lionheart





"My lady. I am Brandon of house Baratheon, and this, is my twin sister Lyanna and her bodyguard Robyn of house Greyjoy. I am looking forward to our stay in your home." - Lord Brandon said.

The princess smiled over at Lady Lyanna, and Dame Robyn. "This is now your home as much as it is mine." She said brightly. They would be staying here for quite some time and Myriah wanted them to be happy here, or at least comfortable. Her mood was light and cheerful at the moment, mainly due to the excitement and curiosity.

"Good morning to you as well my Lady" - Tiras bowed respectfully.

"I trust your journey here was safe and pleasant." She said politely to him. Though he had not introduced himself, she concluded he was the Tully heir based on his ring, and the gaggle of animals her father had told her about. Prince Aenor was the one who convinced father to allow the wards to bring their animal friends. When Aenor heard about request to bring direwolves, a bear, and a linx he just couldn't stop talking about it.

When the fluffy wolf trotted over to Myriah and gave her a sniff she froze in place, and her smile disappeared as she bit her bottom lip nervously. Dogs reaction to her always seemed to be negative. She was not scared of the dog, only the barking, growling, and biting that tended to come from them. She slowly moved the slightest bit closer to Toran. Interestingly enough the dog gave a friendly tail wag and didn't appear to be the least bit hostile. She looked over at Lord Tiras worried, but then she glanced back at the wolf. Myriah tentatively stretched out her hand to pet the pup. Her smile returned when the dog happily allowed her to touch him. She scratched behind his ears, and looked at Tiras. "He might just be the nicest dog I've ever met." She said sincerely to Tiras.

"Good morning, Princess," - Gabriel said.

She bent down a bit, and rubbed gently under the Dogs chin. She glanced at Gabriel who stood on the other side of Toran. "Myra" She silently insisted to him, as she rolled her eyes and stifled a laugh. It was her preferred nickname, and when it came to family and friends she liked to do away with titles, and formalities. Myriah stood up straight, as Toran preformed a grandiose bow.

“A pleasure, Your Highness,” - Toran said

She laughed quietly, and smiled radiantly at him. Her dear cousin Toran was someone she considered to be a best friend. She trusted him completely, and was so happy to see him again after two years apart. Many of her fondest memories from her childhood included him in them. Jumping around in rain puddles, pretending they were knights, chasing cats through the castle, playing make believe in the gardens, and sneaking honey cakes from the kitchen before dinner.

“It would seem they all came expecting enemies, when they found none, I think they decided to make them.” - Toran

"That's unfortunate." She said quietly to him. She looked around the room, and everyone did seem on edge, hopefully her father's welcome would help quell that. She looked down at the sweet dog, and smiled. At least the animals where being friendly.

The doors opened again and her handmaiden Roslin rushed in looking restless, until she spotted Myirah. "Thank the seven. Princess I've been looking for you everywhere. It's time. The queen sent me to fetch you." Roslin said sounding a tad out of breath. Myriah nodded, and looked apologetically at her two cousins. She really wanted to keep talking to them. She softly brushed her hand over the wolfs head, as she went to follow Roslin. "Time to meet the King." Myriah said as she walked out the door. After taking a few steps into the hall, she turned around to face the room. "Aren't you coming?" she asked to everyone.
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She made her way to the throne room with the Wards in tow. Her father's speech was much shorter then she expected it to be.
@ViolentViolet Report the dick heads to a Mod. I think bullying is against the rules on this site. You are an amazing writer, and really nice person so I have no idea what anyone could be bitching about.

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I'll have Myriah's post up with in the next two hours or less. :D - Hopefully
I was just going to post a short thing for Myriah, but with the king post coming up maybe I should wait.
@Nightwing95 I'm Here! :D
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Interacting With: Leofric @Nightwing95, Aeryn @Musoka, Artoran Obscene Symphony, and anyone in the room.





A few moments after Aeryn left, Myriah glanced in the mirror again, and draped some of her dark curls over her shoulder, hoping to cover a bit more of her chest. For a split second she thought she saw something ghoulish inside the mirror standing behind her. She stared at it and then abruptly craned her neck around to look behind her. Nothing was there of course, but this was nothing new. Seeing imaginary things, was unfortunately as daily occurrence. She clasped her hands behind her back and squeezed them together, as she counted the grapes in the bowl on the table. Maester Clovis, had said that if she counted backwards, and focused on something else she could lesson the delusions, and make them go away. It was a new idea of his, and so far it didn't exactly work very well. But it was better then some of his other ideas. Personally Myriah found pain did a great job at keeping her sane. A slap to the face, or stubbing her toe always seemed to bring her back to reality. Feeling calmer now, she looked up at Leofric.

"You are right Ser Leofric, father wouldn't have a problem with it. And as you know Aunt Rhaenys always has her plans. I most likely won't be ruining anything, if I just go to say hello." Myriah said cheerfully. She wove past Leofric who stood in the doorway and smiled impishly at him, before she scurried down the hall, barefoot as she liked it. It was a very brief laps, and only those who knew her patterns and behaviors would have caught on. But ignoring it was Myriah's attempt at normalcy, and trying to not make other worry.

As she walked up the stairway to the wards tower she stopped to look out the window. The streets below were bustling more then usual today. Thankfully the sky was clear of clouds, and the breeze was coming in from the west so the stench of the city was being blown away from the castle. Finally at the top of the stairs she saw the door shut right behind Aeryn. She tiptoed over to the door. The two servants standing on each side, quickly straightened their posture when they saw her.

They both bowed and greeted her as proper etiquette required. Myriah knew almost all the guards and servant by name. The two at the door were Klyde and Ganymede. She grinned at them, and put her finger to her lips to indicate to be quiet. Sneaking up to the door she listened to the chatter and Aeryn. She nodded to the servants, and they opened the door. She took one step forward into the room full of animals, guards, and wards. She raised her eyebrows in delighted surprise and smiled as she curtsied to the room of onlookers. "Good Morning. I am Myriah Targaryen. I am so happy to get to meet you all." She said to everyone. She had not really thought about what she would say or do once she greeted them, but she could since the chaos in the room, and she began to wish she had though this out more. Still gleeful though, she walked over Toran, and stood next to him. Her posture was elegant, and appropriate for a her status, though she lacked the royal superior attitude her parents had.

She eyed the bear on the floor that her cousin Gabriel was petting. And tried to hold back a big smile, but the corners of her mouth still turned up. She love animals, all kinds of them. Dogs didn't like her though, so she would stay away from the wolves. She knew some of the words just by how they were dressed. Others she had to guess at. She remembered Reed Stark from about five years ago when he came to King's Landing with his father. And of course she knew Toran and Gabriel, who were her cousins. It was strange being around this many people her age. Most of her life she was usually around adults. "What have I missed?" She whispered to Toran.
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