Lightning Fast

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

For your IC usage:

The new King is holding a feast for all nobles within/near King's Landing.

High time all these characters got a chance to be in one place, at one time.

Lemme know if your character (and which) would attend.

My folks attending: Joss Redwyne and Sela Stark and Celena Lannister.

@Ruby

I'd like for Lord Otto, Ser Tobias and Ruben to attend. Are we doing it in the thread this time?

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

Lexa's blue now. She can't not side with two princes!

@Skittles

Did someone say TWO PRINCES?

Also, personal character sheet:

Hider

Appearance: A shorter-than-average man of about 5’7, Lightning Fast is actually eighteen years of age, though his considerable stubble, mild five o’clock shadow and good posture actually give him the appearance of being a few years older than he really is. He has more body hair than seems appropriate for someone his size, and has thick, bushy eyebrows. His thin, rounded rectangular glasses conceal a blue circle under each eye from lack of sleep. Though his upper body is on the scrawny side, he has a sturdy, square build and thighs thick with muscle from years of skiing. His skin is pale, and he has several scars along his face, back and arms. He claims they’re from a fight, though they are suspiciously mosquito-bite-and-chicken-pox-sized.

Weapon of choice: Like all Canadians, Mr. Fast has some training with the woodsman’s axe, though does not own any weapons of his own. He distinctly remembers his mother emerging from the basement one night with a massive, renaissance-era sword, though he never saw it again. If cornered, however, Lightning’s preferred strategy is the ancient martial art of “throw something and run the hell away”. Though not particularly athletic by most metrics, he tends to go all-out on those few occasions when he is at the gym or running some sort of race. This occasionally ends with him getting injured, or more often being incredibly sore for the next several days.

Despite an affinity for axes, stunted height and coarse body-hair, it is not possible to confirm whether or not Lightning Fast is secretly a dwarf from Lord of the Rings.

Likes: Video games (especially CK2 and EU4), watching YouTube videos, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pokemon, skiing, biking, sleeping in, staying up late, eating, running, bagels, lox, cream cheese, dogs, small birds, 80s rock music, and the biological sciences

Dislikes: Driving, getting punched in the stomach, the next three days after a workout, peas, getting up early, when people measure temperature in degrees fahrenheit, chemical kinetics and calculus

Others:

• Lightning Fast often gets told he looks like Harry Potter, despite sharing few similarities with him aside from his dark hair and classes.
• Though not uncharismatic, he is terrible at expressing any sort of romantic interest, as well as being completely oblivious to the romantic interest of others
• Lightningtendstotalkalittlebittoofastsothatpeoplehavesometroubleunderstandinghim
• His glasses’ lenses turn into sunglasses in bright light, give Lightning a +10 Resistance VS blinding effects
• Lightning’s emotions, particularly anger, jump from 1 to 10. There is no in between for him.
• Despite his namesake, Lightning Fast is only a moderately fast runner.

Fallout: Den of Thieves (Full)

The join status still says apply. Is there room for one more?

I'll most my sheet here just in case.

Hider

Name: Grenaud Corbin
Race: Caucasian
Age: 26
Physical Description: Corbin looks a little bit like a pre-war military officer, ridiculously enough. He wears a kevlar vest with a black shirt under it, a helmet modified to look like that of a European knight (minis the visor), and has a scabbard with an officer’s sword at his waist. His face is easy on the eyes, with a pencil-thin mustache and perpetually constant confident smirk. His shoulders each have an epaulette made out of an old hair brush and some duct tape, and both of his upper sleeves bear a red maple-leaf insignia. His hair is a light brown and his eyes are deep blue, and he stands at a fairly average 5’9.

Bio: In 2133, the Canadian Liberation Front (CLF) was established with the ultimate goal of ousting the U.S. soldiers who had turned former Canadian cities into Enclave-aligned military colonies. They succeeded in liberating Montreal, but efforts to take back the largest surviving bastion of Canadian culture, Ronto, failed miserably. Hundreds of years after their first attack on Ronto, Corbin led another ill-fated excursion against the Enclave’s superior technology and numbers, his Canadiens soundly defeated, and he himself captured. He and other Canadian militants were transported southward to prevent further attempts at liberation. He and other hostages escaped with the help of some well-placed explosives, but during his time in prison, he developed a deep resentment towards the Enclave. He is ecstatic to see that their influence has began to wane drastically even in the former Commonwealth of the United States.

Corbin is an arrogant man with a penchant for drama, delusioned with the idea of reconquering the Great White North despite the fact that he’s currently in the southern deserts. Still, he is a capable commander, demolitionist, and mechanic, and has a way of rousing people to his cause using impassioned speeches. In summation, Grenaud is charismatic, eccentric, and patriotic without end. He hopes to strike it rich in Sierra Madre, and use these caps to pay an army of mercenaries to help him take Ronto and establish it as the capital of a New Canadian Confederation. Obviously, this is almost impossible from logistical and financial perspectives, but don’t tell him that.

Weapon of Choice: Grenaud loves spectacle and showmanship, and so has a deep affinity towards explosives of all kinds. His preferred weapon is a grenade launcher, and he is experienced with similarly large weapons. He also carries an assault rifle on his back similar to the ones that NCR rangers use, but with what looks like a bayonet hastily constructed from a combat knife mounted on the front.

In close combat, should his bayonet prove too unwieldy, Grenaud carries an officer’s sword to dispatch his opponents, and though its longer reach than a knife is advantageous, he is only moderately skilled in using it.

Armor: Not one for subtlety, Grenaud Corbin wears a kevlar vest and metal helmet modified slightly to resemble that of a European knight, minus the visor. His ridiculous get-up is completed by a piece of plywood strapped to his arm and reinforced it with bolted-on steel plates like some sort of shield. He wears it in a way that does not interfere with his aim... too much.

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

I think Hella, Ruby and I have a collab in the works that takes place about a month after...?

I think that'll be fine for the most part, though. The only thing taking place before two weeks are up is our physical departure from Highgarden.

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

Lord Otto the Younger was in his quarters with Ser Tobias Silvershield and Ruben Blacktower when they first read through the letter from King’s Landing. Multiple times they agonized over the words written on the parchment before them. King Aegon, second of his name, is dead. Otto repeated those words in his head over and over again. The man they had sacrificed so much for in Lady Alicent’s deadly power-grab was now deceased. No longer did the Hightowers have influence over the crown: all they had now were smashed armies and empty coffers. The sacrifices of hundreds of so many noble knights, and of Otto’s father and brother...

Their deaths now seemed entirely in vain. It was almost more than the lordling could handle. Do not show weakness, not even amongst kin. Do not cry or shy away from the truth. No longer are you Young Otto: you are Lord Otto of Hightower. A single tear rolled down his cheek, despite his best efforts to contain it. “... How many men, Tobias?” mumbled Young Lord Otto.

Tobias was puzzled. “Pardon me, coz?”

“How many of our men died to place my fat wretch of a cousin upon the Iron Throne?” Lord Otto stood up, now masking his tears with rage. “My father, Tobias! And yours as well! My noble brother was lost to me, and Daeron the Daring, my best friend who might have very well been king one day. Bryndon and Gwayne, and all their noble knights and retainers... How many have died?” He clenched his fists in the middle of the room for several seconds, taking three deep breaths to calm himself. Do not show weakness. You are Lord of Hightower. He slumped back down in his seat, now utterly ashamed of his outburst.

Tobias had no good answer to give him, but did his best to ignore Otto’s rage. “Too many to count, coz,” he replied. Lord Otto disliked being referred to as anything but ‘lord’ amongst his court, but Tobias was like a second father to him, and so could use whatever titles he liked in private. “I too am weary of war, and I have lost much during these past few years. Gwayne was my beloved brother, and my sister is no doubt rotting away in the Black Cells by now.”

“What do you propose we do, then, Tobias?” Ruben asked. His tone was neither exhausted or sad, he was more irritated than anything. As per usual, Ruben was cunning and clever, but as subtle as a Stormlander army to those who knew him. No doubt Lord Blacktower had some sort of personal motive in keeping Aegon II on the throne. He was up to something, and one of these days, Otto would figure out exactly what he was up to. That could wait, though: Ruben’s exploits, though shady, were incredibly profitable for Oldtown and for House Hightower.

“I don’t know, Ruben...” This entire situation reminded Lord Otto the Younger just how inexperienced he was. “I do know, however, that we must cease any attempts at war. My own men do not even feel secure following me into battle, let alone the greens from halfway across the Seven Kingdoms. The only claim we have left is that of a dead man, and Jaehaera is the only one of Alicent’s brood left. She’s a little girl, even younger and further in the line of succession than Aegon III, and we’ve just fought a civil war to get a male heir on the throne. We must kneel for the sake of our house’s survival, and pray that things will return to status quo.

“You two are to accompany me to Highgarden, and then onto King’s Landing. The Tyrells will be sending a delegation to confirm their fealty, and I intend to go with them. We will tell the Targaryens ourselves that they will no longer have trouble with House Hightower, and we will continue our rule over Oldtown as we have done in the past. We’ll see what has become of your sister and her granddaughter, and attempt to negotiate... well, something. Anything. Considering what the charges are, I wouldn’t be surprised if that blasted woman has been executed already.”

“You will not speak about my sister in such vulgar terms,” Tobias snapped, rising up from his seat in an intimidating fashion, “Lord or no, you owe your family and your elders some respect.”

Otto was taken aback by Tobias’ response. “I didn’t mean it, coz,” Otto the Younger had barely known Alicent, whereas his two cousins were of the same womb. I must think before what I say, even amongst friends. “I’m sorry... just stressed, is all.” Otto allowed himself a sensible chuckle to break the tension. “Funny how I’m fed up with politics, and I’ve only been a lord for two years. I have a long road ahead of me, don’t I?”

“You certainly do, Young Otto,” Ruben retorted, allowing himself a chuckle as well, “But let’s only worry about the Roseroad for now.”

The trio left Oldtown shortly thereafter, accompanied by two dozen of their household knights, and sent a raven to Highgarden in order to warn of their arrival.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

I don't know about you guys, but I'm pretty hyped about this RP :D

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

<Snipped quote by Lightning Fast>

Would it end up being too complicated if I were to play small relations / non-significant characters to the Hightowers? My current knowledge on Game of Thrones is limited, and I'm also uncertain about my 'writing ability' pertaining to the amount of collaboration and politics that have been highlighted to be involved.

So, at the moment I don't trust myself to play the role of a House or significant faction itself -- and the Hightowers are definitely the most appealing lore-wise, for me, at least in the sense of working with someone. I guess what I'm trying to ask is, could I play a handful of non-significant characters shadowing the Hightowers or those sworn to them?

It's an awkward question I guess. I just feel that it'd be easier for me to play a small part in this while working with someone who overlooks their respective House/House-members/faction.

@Plasma

If it's alright with the DM (or whatever the equivalent is), it's alright for me.

I'm going to be getting up to quite a bit of shenanigans from the get-go, so I'd actually appreciate someone to help out with political intrigues and whatnot.

I'm going to be updating the sheet I've posted above overtime with more detailed descriptions of the more important characters of my house.

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

Name: House Hightower
Seat: The Hightower
Words: “We light the way.” (Or, as some pessimists have begun to say, “Our light is dying.”)
Affiliation: The Tyrells

Information

Description

To say that House Hightower has seen better days would be an understatement. Their armies have been slaughtered, most of their noble line has either been found guilty of treason or killed in battle, and the lordship has fallen to a boy barely old enough to avoid a regency. Nonetheless, they still stand staunch and proud, Lords of Hightower, one of the oldest (and until recently, one of the richest and most powerful) houses in all of the Seven Kingdoms.

History

The Hightowers did not merely make the mistake of supporting the greens in the war, no: they had practically created the greens in the first place. Thanks to the desires of Queen Alicent Hightower to get her own son on the throne, the entire realm was thrown into chaos. Many still blame the Hightowers for the Dance of Dragons and think of them all as treasonous snakes. This is not an entirely unfounded reputation.

The Hightowers, even after their misfortunes, still hold sovereignty over Oldtown, as well as the lordly seat that is their namesake. These incomes should fill their coffers back up in time, but they are still sorely lacking in manpower, particularly knights.

Members of House Hightower

• Ormund Hightower, Former Lord of Hightower, Deceased (Died at Tumbleton)
  • Ormund’s first son, Ser Renald Hightower, Deceased (Died at Tumbleton)
  • Ormund’s second son, Otto the Younger, Lord of Hightower, a man of six and ten
  • Ormund’s third son, Leon Hightower, heir to Hightower, a boy of twelve
  • Ormund’s fourth son, Ormund the Younger, a boy of nine

• Ormund’s Uncle, Ser Otto Hightower, Deceased (Executed after the capture of King’s Landing)
  • Otto’s only daughter, Queen (now Lady) Alicent Hightower, currently held captive at King’s Landing for the crime of high treason
  • Otto’s first son, Ser Gwayne Hightower, Deceased (Died in the capture of King’s Landing)
  • Otto’s second son, Ser Tobias “Silvershield” Hightower, Commander of Hightowers’ Armies, a knight of nine and thirty
    
    • Lyanne Beesbury, Tobias’ wife, Deceased (Died in childbirth)
    • Their daughter and only child, Lyanna Hightower, a girl of three and ten
  • Otto’s third son, Lord Ruben Hightower, Hightower’s Master of Finance, a man of two and thirty. Also called “Blacktower”.
    • His baseborn daughter by an Essos prostitute, Serala Flowers, a girl of eight
• Ser Bryndon Hightower, Otto the Elder’s Cousin, Deceased (Died at Tumbleton)
• Ser Hobert Hightower, Otto the Elder’s Cousin, Deceased (Poisoned himself rather than betray his fellow Caltrops)
• Ser Ronald and Ser Ryan Croaker, two twin household knights of eight and twenty
• Ser Rolf Crimson-Beard, a warrior-poet from the Iron Isles and Master of Ships for House Hightower. Not actually a “ser”.
  • Rolf’s lover and the Hightowers’ former nursing maid, Sulla

Characters

Lord Otto the Younger

Though no more handsome than any other young lord, Otto's pristine cleanliness and lack of battlefield scars give him an overall pleasant appearance.

Personality: A young man of six and ten, Otto is not quite the caliber of commander that his brother was, and is not taken seriously by older lords due to his age. Most claim he is “barely a man”, to the point where the mere utterance of said phrase annoys him. Otto boasts charisma and intellect beyond his young age, but lacks the wisdom and foresight that only comes with experience.

Though by no means a fool, Otto is easily influenced if one plays to his pride and desire to be seen as powerful a lord as his late father. He is painfully aware of House Hightower’s damaged state, though he cares far more about the opinions of others (and the affections of women) than a man in his position should. As of late, he has renewed his interest in swordplay, and has dispatched men to search for his family’s ancient Valyrian steel sword, Vigilance.

Biography: Young Otto, named for his great uncle, was raised among the Hightower children by his father Lord Osmund. Being the second son of Lord Osmund Hightower, he was not able to receive the same level of grooming and specific training as his older brother.

That said, trips to King’s Landing were not uncommon for Ormund’s two eldest sons, given the Hightowers’ strong ties to the Targaryens after Alicent’s marriage. Renald and Otto got along famously with their Targaryen cousins. He has a distinct memory of he and his brother being reprimanded for fighting with wooden swords in the presence of the royal family, only to have Prince Daeron himself join the fun shortly after. Daeron would become his father’s squire, not to mention one of Otto the Younger’s closest friends growing up. Eventually, the trio were joined by Osmund’s third son Leon, and constantly argued and boasted about who would slay the most enemies when they first went to war together.

Unfortunately, when Renald, Daeron and Lord Osmund left to fight at Tumbleton, they didn’t come back. Otto and Leon were alone now. Their father was dead, their brother and best friend with him, leaving Young Otto as the Lord of Hightower and only Tobias and Ruben to take care of them. This was two years ago, and yet Otto’s grip on the lordship is still tenuous, with his own advisors undermining his authority at every turn…

Ser Tobias Silvershield

Tobias has seen nine and thirty namedays, though much like his sister, he has aged quite well. He wears the Hightower house sigil on his shield.

Personality: Tobias "Silvershield" is an experienced knight whose honour and dedication to House Hightower and keeping the King’s Peace makes him incredibly loyal and driven. Whatever the cost, Tobias will champion his house to the bitter end. People are slow to earn his trust, but will scarce find a more staunch friend and ally once they have.

Biography: Tobias, being Ser Otto’s son, had the privilege of studying under one of the wisest knights in all the Reach. He and Gwayne were fast learners when it came to the ways of battle, and Tobias took to rooting out bandits from Oldtown and the surrounding areas. Though it proved too costly to continue when the war broke out, Tobias created an equivalent to the City Watch known as the Silver Guard in order to root out crime, earning him the nickname “Silvershield”. He came to be revered highly by smallfolk and soldiers alike for his dedication to keeping the King’s Peace.

Because of his dedication to the King’s Peace, Tobias was personally opposed to his sister’s attempts to place Aegon II on the throne, as he saw it as a transgression of the realm’s laws and customs. Nonetheless, he fought alongside his his house. brothers and cousins... and of course, he was there at both Battles of Tumbleton, where he watched said brothers and cousins die.

With the death of Lord Ormund and Ser Otto the Elder, much of the responsibility to govern fell at least in part to Tobias, as he is currently the the eldest surviving member of House Hightower (excepting Lady Alicent, of course). He spent much of his time tutoring his cousin Otto the Younger, barely stopping to mourn the loss of his father and brother. He has been working constantly to prevent House Hightower’s collapse, and yet the only one who doesn’t seem to notice the toll it is taking on his health is Tobias himself. Tobias says defiantly that he will rest once his cousin’s lordship is secure and his sister is safe from the headman’s axe. “I will take a long, long vacation,” he has said, “And you will not see me for a year. At least.”

Ruben Blacktower

Ruben has seen two and thirty namedays, and looks particularly intimidating despite not being especially tall. His own personal sigil replaces the grey and white of House Hightower with red and black. (Ruben's eye is fine, but this picture was too good not to use.)

Personality: Ruben “Blacktower”, the youngest son of the late Ser Otto Hightower, is far more bitter and malicious than his brother. He have would loved nothing more than to see his sister’s children sit the Iron Throne so that he might have his own power swell. Ambitious and cunning, Ruben stops at nothing to get what he wants. Though he can seldom be found on a battlefield, he is a highly capable duelist, using a rapier in one hand and a parrying dagger in the other as he fights. Ever graceful, even Ruben's footsteps have become silent as a whisper as a result of the mysterious training he received in the free cities.

Ruben’s lack of subtlety in matters of intrigue is often to his own detriment. He is charismatic and sly enough, but shrewd individuals will be able to easily catch on when he is up to something... though exactly what he’s up to is never certain. House Hightower has found good use for him as an effective diplomat, and his negotiation skills have helped to cushion the blow of the house’s more recent misfortunes. Most agree he is far, far too successful a spymaster for someone so... blunt. A few people like Ruben well enough, but almost nobody trusts him.

Biography: Even as a child, Ruben showed little interest in knights and chivalry, instead turning to books. Ruben read incessantly, picking up bits and pieces of information about everything under the sun from a very young age. Most of his first “schemes” typically involved stealing rare books and scrolls. Some he took from the Citadel, others from his fellow nobles, and some he even stole from the personal collections of the Targaryens themselves. He came upon rarer and rarer books as he grew older, developing deft, sticky fingers, as well as a silver tongue.

When he was twenty-three, Ruben left on business to the free cities for four years with three hundred gold dragons. When he returned, he had over four thousand gold dragons, a baseborn daughter by a Lysene prostitute, a ship of his own, and a parrying dagger made of genuine Valyrian steel. He has rarely spoken about his trip since, though his dueling skill began to excel that of every knight in House Hightower, including Tobias.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

No, he's clearly just checking to see if his lance is pointy enough. That's just standard military practice.

Nice work!

I made some more changes to my character, specifically making Wilhelm's exploits less specific and giving Kevin himself a little more personality. He's only really good for soaking up damage, or at least until his training montage class promotion.

Game of Thrones - a Song of Ice and Fire

I've popped into the chatroom a few times but I figured I'd make myself known here. I'm likely going to be playing the Hightowers, since they're in an interestingly difficult position at this time

I should have a sheet up tomorrow.