𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 / 𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺.

dependent jojen reed for @dracaryshq. penned by poppy.

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———    JOJEN REED. task 001

001. how does your character feel about being in king’s kanding? 

jojen’s strongest feeling is of confusion. his green dreams sent him there, there was no way the figure of a dragon wearing a broken crown could want him anywhere else but king’s landing, however he hasn’t found a mission for him there and is still unable to understand how does it correlate to his real mission : to assist bran stark.

002. viserys has been on the throne for nine months. when did your character arrive?

this will depend on what plot the future person who applies for bran decides !! if he is not yet the three eyed raven, jojen arrived before their meeting with bloodraven ; if he is, then afterwards. in both cases, he hasn’t been in king’s landing for long.

003. has your character made any acquaintances, friends, courtships, or enemies? 

his only friends and allies are brandon stark, hodor and his sister meera reed. perhaps also rickon stark and osha, and obviously his father, howland reed. his house is only looked down at by others for anyone to want the reeds as enemies.

004. has your character made any political advancements? 

no. jojen does not care much about politics.

005. how does your character feel about king viserys iii? 

he does not have strong feelings of any kind towards the king. the iron throne legitimately belongs to a targaryen, but that fact alone isn’t enough to make him sympathize with viserys, as he hasn’t yet shown any signs of being a good king, or a good person for that matter.

006. has anyone caught your character’s eye? 

i’d congratulate anyone who does. jojen doesn’t show any particular interest in romance, relationships or casual sex. he’s seen many good-looking men, they simply weren’t enough to distract him from his duty.

007. what will your character be wearing for the coronation? (you can describe, post photos, or both!) 

his usual clothes, a deep shade of green that matches his eyes.

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THE TOURNEY

If there was one thing that Drey loved in this world, it was fighting. And fucking. Okay, so maybe there were two things he really loved in the world, but the point is - he loves to fight. It’s in his blood, as his father and his fathers before him were fighters that proudly served House Martell. It was why he was excited to be at the tournament, to be able to witness the warriors of the various houses compete for honor and glory… and he definitely wanted to be part of it. Fighting for House Martell, Drey managed to make it to the semi-finals before he was eventually bested by Ser Barristan Selmey - an honor, if you ask him.

Leaving the commotion as the rest of the tourney began to unfold, he gathered his belt and fastened it around himself as he began to fish into one of the bags he had on his person. Pulling out a bit of Sourleaf, he looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching him before he put some into his mouth, chewing on the root. Walking over to an overlook that pointed to the ocean, he enjoyed the solitude - spitting out his chew into the grass below - when he heard footsteps approaching.

“Can’t a man enjoy some sourleaf without being interrupted?” There was no point in denying what he had, given that sourleaf stained your teeth and gums - and the spit was already blood-red - before he turned to look over at who joined him. “Unless, of course, you wanted to join me?”

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          the     entirety     of     king’s     landing     made     jojen     feel     overwhelmed    ,     and     such     sensation     only     got     pragmatically     worse     with     the     tournament    . the     harvest     feast     at     winterfell     where     he     met     brandon     stark     had     managed     to     impress     the     reed     with     its’     magnificence    ,     but     it     could     be     considered     nothing     compared     to     the     coronation.     greywater      watch     never     held     events     like     those    ,     and     the     reeds     were     rarely     seen     when     they     took     place     elsewhere.     jojen     preferred     silence    ,     although     the     many     different     people     all     united    for    one    cause     sparked     up     his     curiosity.

          however    ,    it     wasn’t     long     until     the     music     playing     went     from     vaguely     pleasing     to     annoying    ,     and     the     people     from     intriguing     to     uncalled     distractions    ,     both     factors     making     it     unable     to     think     when     together    ,     and    who     was     jojen     reed     without     his     thoughts     ?     he     had     no     interest     in     the     tournament     whatsoever    ,     and     still     could     not     understand     why     his     green     dreams     sent     him     there.     the     blonde     had     been     looking     for     a     silent     place     where     he     could     be     alone     ,     or     as     close     to     it     as     possible     considering     his     circumstances      —     that     is     when     he     is     spoken     with. 

          “  i    had    no   intention    of    joining    or    interrupting    ,    my    lord.  “    jojen      tilted     his      chin     upwards     to     look     at        the       other     male     while     answering     him     ,     the     fact     he     was     shorter     than     most     men     being     a     bother     ,     and     the     characteristic     blood-red     spit     color     of     the     sourleaf     not     looking          inviting     to     him     even     though     he     had     never     tried     it.       “  are     you     chewing     it     to     dull     pain     ? “