Emma

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“M’lady your father wishes for you to wake.” A servant said as she came into Stelsa’s bedroom, lit some candles, and drew the curtains. It would take a little more prodding from the servant to rouse her from sleep, but once Stelsa acknowledged the servant’s presence the woman quickly left the room to finish her other morning duties. Now Stelsa was just lying in bed, staring at the rafters of her ceiling. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She glanced out the window to see a regrettably dark blue sky, and fog covered river staring back at her. It was definitely too early. She hated being awake before the sun.

The only light in the room was a soft glow from the dying embers in the fireplace. The three candles the servant had lit flickered in the corners of the room, making shadows dance on the walls. Her desire to go back to sleep was winning against her better judgment. She snuggled herself under the cozy covers. Closing her eyes she contemplated if the possibility of vexing her father, was worth staying in bed. With a bitter sigh, she decided that she would get up. Her father's name day celebration was yesterday, and it had lasted late into the night, long after half the household went to bed.

The rose-pink light of dawn was barely gracing the horizon as she finally pushed off the covers and sat up out of bed. Her long brown hair was always a wild mess of waves when she woke up. She fidgeted with the ends of it, and sighed again. Lately it had been colder at night, but now even the night chill was creeping into the mornings, slithering under the doorways, and windows. As she placed her feet on the ground the chill from the stone floor crept up her legs. She shivered and swiftly grabbed her woolen robe from the end of the bed. Stelsa shrugged it on over her nightdress, and shoved her feet into her slippers.

There was a distinct knock at the door that could only be Perra, and Stelsa’s mood immediately brightened. “I’m coming in. Big Mae doesn’t trust you to get yourself up, so she sent me to make sure you do.” Perra playfully mocked as she waltzed into the room, shutting the door behind her. “Is that your way of saying good morning? Because as you can see I am awake, and almost fully out of bed even though it’s still dark out.” She said back as she stood up and smiled over to Perra. They had been friends since they were five years old, and the fact that Perra was lowborn and Stelsa was highborn thankfully never seemed to affect their relationship. Unlike her old friend Jeems who had resorted back to calling her m’lady this past year, and was now ignoring her existence.

Perra pulled out a gold silk dress from the trunk at the foot of the bed. “You should wear this today since the king’s uncle, the imp is coming yah know. Everyone in the kitchen is talking about it. Do you think he's really as ugly as everyone’s saying?” Perra asked as she unfolded the dress, and patted down the creases. Stelsa did wonder how long Lord Tyrion would be staying here. She had not been paying much attention when her father explained things to her and her brother. “I don’t care if he is ugly, I’m more interested in why he is even coming here in the first place. Hopefully he'll find his visit enjoyable, and be on his way.” Stelsa said quickly glancing at the simple gown Perra chose. It was the most expensive gown Stelsa owned, mainly due to the lush gold silk material. She had only worn it a handful of times, and it was Perra’s favorite.

Stelsa brushed her fingers over the embroidered sleeves of the blue dress draped over the chair in the corner. She had worn it yesterday for the festivities, and was planning on wearing it again today. It was her mother’s old dress, and she was curious to know if her father even noticed. She had been leaving little reminders and hints of her mother around ever since her father remarried. From what she gathered, none of it even registered to her father. Stelsa happily agreed with Perra’s choice instead, deciding to give the passive aggressive behavior a rest for the day. Perra helped lace Stelsa into the gold gown. She then proceeded to brush Stelsa's tangled brown hair into a less wild state. By the time the sunrise was in full swing Stela was fully dressed, and Perra had magically managed to tame her hair enough to pin it into a court fashion. To some this could be considered a small miracle. Getting her out of bed was considered a chore by most, so Stelsa was normally the last one down to breakfast.

Perra ran off after saying something about forgetting to make the dough for tonight's fish pies. The light silk of her dress was doing nothing to prevent the cold morning air from making her shiver, so she ruffled through her trunk of clothes for a coat. Thankfully the brown fur trimmed one she loved was still folded and wedged where she left it weeks ago. It was old, and since she'd grown four inches since it was made the hem ended in an awkward length above her ankle. Her favorite thing about it was the ivory buttons, and green ivy leaves she had stitched around the collar. Stelsa made her way to the great hall for a absurdly early breakfast. If this were any other day she would still be burrowed under her blankets fast asleep for the next hour. "Good morning." she greeted her father with a kiss on the cheek. She sat down in her usual place, and food was brought out. She spread blackberry jam onto a slice of bread, and took a bit.

ASOIAF - Threw the eyes of House Lashton ((Still Open))

I'll have my first IC post up in about 8-12 hours from now.

The Wards of The King - A Song of Ice And Fire Roleplay (High Casual)(Reboot)

I miss this!

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@Hannibal Should I add a middle name for Stelsa? I didn't know middle names (second names) were even a thing in ASOIAF.

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It says signups open, so I am assuming this RP is joinable? If so, then I was just wondering if I could get a summery of the goings on in the IC. And then I wanted to know if there are any wanted characters, or roles in need of filling?

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Lady Stelsa Lashton

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Name: Stelsa Lashton
Title: Lady Stelsa of Ash Falls
Age: 15

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Appearance: Stelsa is considered pretty. She is taller then your average 15 year old girl. She has the typical brown hair and green eyes of a Lashton, but her other features are practically a carbon copy of her late mother. Her long wavy hair reaches all the way her spine. If she is not wearing her hair just plainly down, she is most likely sporting the popular braided stylings from King's Landing. Her most prominent feature is her eyes, which are a magnificent mossy green color, that meld into a dark blue rim around her iris. Stelsa has always been tall and slim. Thankfully she shed the awkwardness of puberty, and finally grown into her womanly curves. She has a dainty nose, pink lips, and a pretty smile.

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Personality: Stelsa is a clever, optimistic, and quick-witted girl. She has a sharp tongue and a direct way of approaching things, thus she is not afraid to speak her mind. Her mouth has gotten her into trouble on more then one occasion. She is only just learning to think before she speaks. As a child she was an energetic, and tenacious girl filled with life and humor. She’s never been a fan of people who treat her like a child or think they're better then her. She wants to be strongly independent, but being so young that's not always possible. She likes to appear afraid of nothing, and knows how to put on a brave front, but don't let her fool you. She is not a brave as she makes herself out to be. Her Septa raised her with a strong moral background, so Stelsa values fairness and charity quite a bit. But in certain facet she can be a very unforgiving person. She knows how to hold a grudge, and she has turned payback into an art form. She is extremely loyal and protective of those she loves and puts her trust in. Overall Stelsa is a bright young lady, but also a tad impulsive.

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Bio: Stelsa was born in Ash Falls castle, to Lord Renault and Lady Lucia Lashton. As a little toddler she was soft-spoken, sweet, and always full of smiles. Her brother Radford was 5 years older, but he quickly became her protector who she absolutely adored. Her early years were spent in the gardens together with her siblings and mother. Lady Lucia would read her children poems, and tell them stories as they giggled and played. She loved watching her brothers practice their sword fighting, and archery. Stelsa spent most of her time barefoot and following her brothers around like a little shadow. When she wasn't following them around, she was either in her mothers lap, or playing dolls with the cook's daughter Perra, who would later become her best friend.

Around six years old, the once sweet little Stelsa quickly turned into a sassy spitfire. An inordinate amount of her time was spent flinging mud at the blacksmith's boys, chasing chickens with Perra, pranking her siblings, and making her Septa's life hell. For the next year she was basically an irritating little hellion, who refused to listen to anyone but Radford. Thankfully that phase ended when she was seven years old, just after her older sister Bryna was married off to Ser Marwyn Belmore of the Vale. Stelsa was her father's daughter, and though she looked like her mother, her personality was more similar to her father in his youth. She would always remain impulsive, and aggravatingly plain-spoken, the complete opposite of her sister goody-two-shoes Bryna.

Stelsa and Perra spent quite a bit of time adventuring around the waterfalls, and playing pretend in the woods around the grounds. The blacksmiths youngest son Jeems always seemed to join them in their shenanigans, and so did her brothers on occasion. But the little trio were mighty good at making trouble. Sadly the news of Bryna's passing came a year later. She had died from complications after a miscarriage, and the family didn't take it well. She and Bryna had never gotten along, and the nine year age difference didn't help make them close. But her death still crushed Bryna, and it took its tole on her parents. Loosing their first born changed them a bit, at least from what Stelsa observed.

Unfortunately the hits kept coming and two years later when Stelsa was ten, her mother become deathly ill and quickly passed away. She hadn't been able to say goodbye to her mother before she died. The Maester had made sure to keep everyone away for fear of others catching the disease too. The understanding that her mother was gone forever devastated her, and life seemed to change inside the castle after her death. Everything was more somber and serious. Stelsa spent the next few months with red rimmed eyes, and tear soaked sleeves. She tried hard not to cry in front of anyone, but it was clearly visible to everyone that Stelsa was hurting.

Growing into a young woman without her mother was difficult to say the least. From her perspective everything seemed to be changing, not just her body. Her friend Jeems started acting differently towards her. Septa started going on and on about how Stelsa needed to start acting more like a demure highborn lady. Even Perra started spending more time with a boy from the village. Apparently there was no more time to play with dolls, or run around pretending to be dragons in the woods. According to the world it was now inappropriate for her to swim in the falls in her undergarments. The time between girlhood and blossoming into a woman was full of frustration, confusion, and to much change.

Now she is fifteen years old, and though Westeros is in chaos, it hasn't really hit home yet for her. Possibly because everyone tends to shield her from the big bad world. Her fathers remarriage to lady Madeline, was not taken happily by Stelsa. She knew her father loved her mother, and he already had more then one possible heir, so why take another wife? In her eyes her father had betrayed her mother's memory by marrying again. And Stelsa has made sure her option is abundantly clear. She has not been intentionally mean to Lady Madeline, but she does tend to passive-aggressively treat her as an outsider. The idea of Radford also marrying is something she finds annoying. The stress of the realms issues can be felt through her father, brothers, and all the adults in the castle. Stelsa is quickly finding out that she hates change. And thankfully no one has brought up the fact that she is of marriageable age.

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Thoughts on the current situation of the realm: She has no expertise to give an educated option with, but she believe that rumors of King Joffrey legitimacy are just rumors until proven otherwise. And if proven otherwise, she knows that by right the throne is Stannis's, but if she could have her pick of Kings it would be Renly because he is handsome and charming.

-- I Will add bits to her bio when other family/household characters are made.

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@TheDoctor @Bayaz

Are either of you planning to make your characters children of Lord Lashton?

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@Hannibal Has it been 10 or 5 years since Lucia died?

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I'll be making the Lords secondborn son if anyone doesn't mind.
Also, @Emma I would like your help for finding a fitting face-claim.

@Nightwing95

Awesome! So give me an age range and any details About him you want me to be looking for.