# 𝑨𝑻𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑶𝑵 . […] but she was always good at bartering for her presence ; as soon as she spoke you would forget what it was like to live without her. ⸻ private & dependent blog affiliated with FLAMESTV .
𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐀𝖢𝖤𝖫𝖳𝖨𝖦𝖠𝖱, lady and heir of claw island . ⸻ intro . musings . pinterest .
her fingers moved deftly, resetting the board with practiced ease, her eyes gleaming like polished amber in the torchlight. victory still pulsed through her veins, the thrill of it as intoxicating as the wine she’d left untouched. beside her, a mountain of gold gleamed in silent testament to her skill ⸻ the spoils of the night’s conquest. her gaze swept over her next opponent entering the room.
" if you're here to avoid another round, " she purred, her voice rich with amusement, " ⸻ you may want to reconsider. " her fingers tapped the pile of gold with a quiet, metallic chime. " i’ve already acquired quite the fortune, but i'd much rather see how much more i can claim. " she arched a brow, a challenge wrapped in silken words. "if you need [ ... ] encouragement, " her eyes drifted to the glittering gold, " ⸻ consider this your invitation. let’s see if you can redeem yourself, or if i’ll take even more tonight. "
she moves with the gait of someone unhurried, tearing herself away from the crowd like a silken cloth spun and bartered for a heavy pouch of gold, far too treasured to be touched. ceremoniously, and yet without a word, she ensconces herself in a chair wrought from iron, knowing that it's bound to leave spiral-shaped indentations upon the supple, nearly bare flesh of her lower back ⸻ for the clothes that she wears, and wears well at that, could hardly shield the milk soaked skin which she so eagerly flaunts.
''is it only gold that you offer?'' valeana questions, making no attempt to feign her interest. ''gold is, after all, only a currency.'' the lady adds, her words as dry as the ivory-colored bone she left in the maws of her beloved dog. leaning forward, with her delicate chin resting on her left palm, she mutters, ''i will join you ⸻ but only if the game's stakes become more personal. ''
welcome valeana celtigar to king’s landing. the lady of crawl island is known to all as an astute, charming individual. however, amidst the chaos of the realm, they find themselves becoming more elusive and stubborn. visions of candle flames about her head like golden leaves, a silhouette slung with pearls in a cloth-of-silver and amethyst, long tresses of hair adorned with the scent of narcotic flowers haunt the dreams of dragons, who emerge murmuring of their support for their house. we do hope that whatever happens, they play the game wisely.
i.
full name, valeana celtigar . pronunciation, stretched out vale - ana. . nicknames, val, though she isn't overly fond of it . age, thirty-three. date of birth, the second day of the sixth month. origin, claw island , the crownlands . place of birth, claw isle's castle gender, cis woman. pronouns, she & her. alliance, house celtigar, whoever gets to her first . spoken languages, the common tongue, high valyrian , lysene title, lady & heir of claw island moniker, the mistress of the sea , the tidal astrea faith, r'hllor, for the public faith of the seven
ii.
eyes, deep purple , with slight heterochromia . the upper half of her left iris is actually brown, giving her left eye and even darker look , but you really have to stand close to truly see it . hair, brown , always kept loose and scented , it reaches well past her hips . height, 175 cm . build, slim and lean wardrobe, cloth of silver or cloth of purple. she doesn't wear anything else , other than ocassinally sporting something dark red. known for never quite leaving a lot to the imagination , queen of boobs and cleavage ( it's what grrm would want )
iii.
traits, charming, elusive, intelligent, hedonistic. mbti, infp . natal chart, gemini sun . moral alignment, chaotic neutral. character parallels, shiera seastar ( asoiaf ) , elizabeth woodville ( the white queen ) , marilyn monroe ( the icon ofc ) , lucrezia borgia ( the borgias ) , lady jocelyn ( a knight's tale )
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mother. elenda celtigar father . dorian jordayne sibling(s), one younger , liege of house celtigar. extended family, the targaryens, more specifically the twins. spouse, none , unwed . significant other, her on-going affair . pet(s), one dragon egg ( it's a future pet perhaps ) , cream-coloured, the bottom part of it looks as if it was dipped into gold. one dog , white like snow.
a living reverie, both vulgar and divine, blessed, or perhaps damned with ancient valyrian and targaryen blood. a woman carved from ivory, a woman wrought from iron, a woman is a woman until she is a wife, and then she's just an extension.
the first lesson in life that they teach her is how to swim. toss the child into the murky, restless waters, and watch how she rises with the waves. from an early age, they parrot and tell her all the things that she must either do or become. they whisk her away for lessons, force her to straighten her shoulders and stand proudly by her cousins, teacher her when to smile and when to cry, and how to hide any real emotion that may arise.
it's her mother, however, that gives her freedom. valeana must always know where she comes from. must know that she isn't just a child of westeros, but one of valyria and essos.
in essos, she finds faith. something to believe in. the lord of light breathes life into her and with it a purpose. she is not who she is, she is what she makes of herself. maiden, lover, crone, witch,and the greatest beauty.
in a land of blood and fire, a land of seven kingdoms, she learns how to grow without getting burned, even when she's waltzing close to the maw of a dragon, that of a beast or her cousins, it's either one, none, or both, for it makes no difference to her.
thus with a kiss she dies, thus with a kiss, she seals every sin.
HEADCANONS.
child of house celtigar, belaerys and jordayne, a crazy mixture with a high dosage of valyrian blood. in westeros, she's renowned for her great beauty and not status, and has inspired several tales and bard songs. some are humorous by nature, others praise her looks and call her an enchantress.
by extension, this has always made her rather well-known during jousts and tourneys, as she's had many compete for her attention and favor. every piece of cloth that she'd tie to a lance she'd kiss first — only further solidifying herself as the westerosi marilyn monroe teehee, the queen of love and beauty. it's quite a show to behold. first, she waits for the crowd to silence, then she pretends to drop it, and finally, while everyone holds their breath, she pulls it out from her sleeve and blows a kiss.
practices and harbors great interest for bloodmagic, though this isn't well-known in most circles. people of course talk, but there's no proof. all of this is to support her own goals, aspirations and desires. yet she's no stranger to aiding others in case they need assistance ( and have earned her respect ).
there were several attempts to marry her off, but somehow, she's always managed to evade her suitors and break off betrothals. why? most say that she's loyal only to one, a lover that she keeps but can't or won't marry.
it's been said that valeana bears a much greater resemblance to her aunt than mother. in turn, this is why the king perhaps shows more sympathy towards her wishes and demands, even mishaps.
was gifted an almost golden-colored dragon egg by the king and she's currently trying to bond with it properly.
notoriously a tease, but the way she dresses would have you thinking differently. the materials which she drapes over herself are quite often see-through or translucent, making it seem as if she's just gotten out of water. she neither cares nor bothers to listen to what others may think.
as loyal as a serpent that you'd let coil around your hand. really, it's all about what you have to offer first.
a lover and a hedonist at heart. she needs beauty, good wine and devotion in order to survive. the type to very much enjoy in a bacchanal.
much like melisandre, she too can light a sword on fire. every lady needs a flaming sword what can i say.
lives her life freely, the way she'd always wanted, and cares deeply about the future of her house.
has traveled to many places and has picked up more than a few skills along the way, including basic sword-play.
a brilliant dancer, very dedicated to the art, it's a mesmerizing sight to sit and behold her.
there are countless rumors about her: some say that she's given birth to a bastard ( false ) others claim that she's immortal ( again, think on it ). it's about the myth you make for yourself ladies. even when she's long gone, people will still talk of her as if she's alive.
WANTED CONNECTIONS.
i. between you and i, between the sand and the sea. valena's famous, not-so-famous lover. they've had an ongoing affair for nearly a decade, and outside of her family, this is the one person she'd give everything for. her devotion comes with unyielding loyalty and it's perhaps even smeared with blood, but more on it can be discussed. they can never wed ( it's either because they're already married to another or because valeana simply refuses to belong to anyone ), but when they both die, they'll bury them next to each other or toss their bones on the same pile. ( 30+, will be officially expanded and sent to the main )
ii. a close circle of women that she keeps and is very fond of. it's more than just sharing wine and trading gossips — this is about loyalty. how they all met is certainly up to us, but valeana could be the middle ground that connects them. friend of a friend of a friend, they sit in circles, devouring everything that their fingers might touch. f-locked, 0/3, 28+
iii. someone who mistook her for a lady with no fighting skills and thought she was merely jesting about knowing swordplay. whether or not she won doesn't matter, it's the fact that she made it so difficult that's impressive.
iv. perhaps another noble who is interested in bloodmagic or magic in general and either wants to learn more about valeana's little hobby — and from her, or someone who simply wants to find out if the rumors about her being a witch are true. also, maybe they wish to learn more about her dragon egg, whatever. 0/2
v. a noble who thinks that through valeana they can get close to the targaryens. idk, i think it'd be funny to see just how much she likes her cousins and if she's ready to trick the other person for their sake. 0/1
vi. her admires ofc — those who are basically under her spell, in contrast to this, people who for whatever reason can't seem to like her and call her either a whore or a crone, past betrothals, perhaps things are still sour between them, or very much past lovers ( 30+ ) who loathe her for the way she simply discarded them. idk, these are just some very random ideas, i'm always willing to add more.
