Lyanna of Blue Roses

Lyanna Stark, the only daughter of Rickard Stark. I've got the blood of wolves coursing through me. Willful, courageous, and hot-tempered. "Love is sweet, dear Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature." {Lyanna Stark indie roleplay blog! I will roleplay with anyone, and I do different AU's, including modern, lived through the rebellion, and many others! I'm Kate, and let's roleplay?}

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+1 lionwhokilledtheking

"Ser Jaime. I see you're interrupting the peace again. Having fun?"

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+1 itakemyordersfrommyqueen

"Ser Mormont- what brings you to Winterfell? If I... am allowed to ask it of you." 

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+1 thedirenightwolf

Lyanna wasn't sure of her niece's knowledge of her. As always, she had no idea what her brother had been doing. So she simply swept her skirts into a curtsy in front of the young woman before her. "My niece." She said, so officially that Arya might miss it if she timed it right.

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+1 herunfailingkindness

"Lady...Margaery, if I'm not mistaken? I've been told of your kindness and beauty." Lyanna paused to take her skirts in a curtsy. "You cause quite the stir, it seems."

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Let Him Run, Let Him Live, My Lady Lyanna|| Lyanna x Greywind

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A confused look appeared on Greywind’s features and he looked towards the lady again.  She believed him…no one did unless he showed them.  But she had believed him… “You…you do not believe me mad?”

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As the man turned back to Lyanna, she swept up her skirts into a seat atop a nearby stone wall. He seemed confused. She couldn't place why though, Lyanna was sure she had been quite clear... Oh. "Believe you mad? Why no, ser. I am no one to judge, seeing as you clearly know my nephew. You seem to be who you say, and I have seen many an odd thing in my lifetime. But you mean to say Robb is safe, then?" She added. It was important she got the information on Robb. He needed to be safe. He needed to be.

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OutOfRoses:

PHEW I HAVE BEEN BUSY. Like this if I owe you, but I'll go through activity and try and get everything. Thanks loves!

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Let Him Run, Let Him Live, My Lady Lyanna|| Lyanna x Greywind

[direwolvessouthofthewall-blog]

Greywind looked away from her.  This was always a conversation he would prefer not to be involved in, but he really had little say in the matter.  There would always be someone who wanted to know about him.  "Robb Stark my lady..." he said quietly.  "I am his dire wolf..."

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When he looked away, Lyanna frowned softly. "Are you but okay, ser?" She felt a pang of guilt for asking. Robb. "My nephew- you mean to say he is safe, ser?" Lyanna's eyes lit up. "Of all the old gods, Robb, you had to forget your aunt." She mumbled with a chuckle. "His direwolf? Interesting, ser. Well, I have heard tales of direwolves of my brother's children's saving them, so I thank you." Lyanna smiled.

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I Mean No Threat||Godric x Young!Lyanna

[godricofgaul]

The youth rested his hands atop one another in plain sight, proving that he meant no threat on this land or its people. He was merely a traveler passing through, but he would need a story. Godric wasn’t at a loss for tales to tell. “I like the cold.” A wan smile crossed his lips. “Its discomfort makes me feel alive.” Now was the time for him to spin his tale. “No, I am not.” He swallowed. “Only a smith’s son fortunate enough to be raised to squire.” Godric paused to smile fondly at the ground. “My father wanted what was best for me, what would grant me a better life than he himself endured.” 

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She saw his hands and took a deep breath, the breath coming back out in a steamy cold stream. He seemed... odd. Lyanna couldn't place her finger on it, but she felt rude speaking of him in her mind like that. "I suppose I must too." Lyanna chuckled. "Discomfort, yes. Seems like discomfort is what my childhood was made up of." She grinned. "Not?" She raised an eyebrow. "Smith's sons are not squires, ser." She lowered her eyebrows finally and held her hands behind her back. "If you'll forgive me." She paused. "Unless, of course, a lord payed for you." Lyanna said nodding. "What do you mean, he himself endured?" Lyanna blurted out, not being able to keep it in.

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna was not stupid. She’d heard of the Khal, though only one thing took over her mind as she took a deep bow to the man. So this is the man who took Daeny’s innocence. Lyanna held back a scoff as she…

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Khal Drogo: +1 thekhalwhomountstheworld

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Lyanna nodded and kept her smile back. “Yes, Ser.” She said quietly. “She was like a daughter to me.” Lyanna paused. “Is. Is like a daughter to me.” She smiled politely. “Thank you for speaking to me, Ser.”

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo listened to her, though a frown mares his features at the word Ser. He was not a Ser, no matter where he rode. He was a Khal, a Horselord of the Essos and the greatest one to ever roam. The bells in his hair jingled as he looked at her, “…” He looked away for a moment unsure if he should speak his question to a woman he did not know not trusted. “What was she like?” He finally asked after a moment or two.

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At his frown, Lyanna cursed herself in her mind. Stupid Lyanna, not thinking for names. “Khal, I do mean.” She corrected smoothly. She bit her lip in an attempt to not ruin her possible friendship with Daeny’s husband. She smiled. Lyanna thought of her name. “The khaleesi- Daenerys, if its alright that I refer using her given first name, was always a spirited young girl.” Lyanna smiled still, squeezing her hands behind her back. “She was loving, and brave, and thoughtful, and she always deserved the best- deserves the best- even if she doesn’t realize it. Daenerys was kind. She was a sister to me, as well as the other Starks, I know.” Lyanna said quietly, as she only knew this with the second generation of Starks, not the first.

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo nodded a little at her correction, as well as her use of his Khaleesi’s true name. His ears listened to her words concerning his beautiful Queen and could not help but to smile. It would seem that she had not changed much since her childhood. “… She has not changed…” Drogo mused softly, mostly to himself before returning his focus on her. “Though now she fears little… And no one defies her.”

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Lyanna smiled. “Oh, dear little Dany.” She sighed softly. It seemed, she noticed, the conversation relied on the two speaking to themselves and the other hearing them. She heard Drogo, and she nodded. “Daenerys was a good child- I’d be surprised if she had.” She muttered to herself. The conversation came back and she smiled again. “Ah, seems like Daenerys.” She laughed lightly. “She was a strong little girl. I’ve no doubt she’s a wonderful quee-” This time, Lyanna caught herself. “Wonderful Khaleesi, forgive me.”

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo shook his head, “She is Khaleesi, yes, but she will be a Queen. The iron throne will be hers… I have promised it to her.” The Dothraki man would keep his word. She would sit the throne of her father and he would make sure no one dared to move her from it.

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Lyanna’s smile grew. “She shall be a wonderful queen then.” She said, nodding. Lyanna knew Daenerys could rule well when she wanted, even if she seemed timid. “Would that bring you across the sea with her, if I may ask? To be with her still?” Lyanna dared not mention king, for fear of misstep. She smiled again though, curious.

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo did not even have to think about the question and nodded. “Yes. I will not leave her side even if I must leave the Dothraki sea and my life as Khal behind.”

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna's smile grew. "Good then, for Daenerys deserves a man as good and loving as you." She said with a nod. "I know, for certain of my knowledge of her and your description of her older years, that somehow I would know if she was unhappy." Lyanna laughed. "Thank you, Khal. I truly thank you for your love of my sister." She didn't realize she'd said sister until it was fully from her mouth, and, Lyanna bit her lip.

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Lyanna lifted from her bow slowly. “I’m sorry Ser, but I can’t say I know you either.” She dusted her hands on her skirt and smiled. “Lyanna...

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Let him run, let him live: lyannaofblueroses: Lyanna lifted from her bow slowly. “I’m sorry Ser,…

[lyannaofblueroses]

"I don't suppose I need anything, good ser." Lyanna smiled softly, nodding to Greywind. "Tis now, however, my intention to learn whom I've heard your name whispered by. Tis not often I know a name but not his face, especially a kin of my house." She said, raising her eyes to Greywind's face.

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Lyanna rose her eyes to meet the man’s. “Oh- my mother has taught me ser.” She nodded. “But good day, Ser Godric.” She smiled softly. “I am Lyanna Stark, of the Noble and Good House Stark, which are Wardens of the North.” She paused for a slight breath and quick curtsy....

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna nodded lightly. "You have, ser. Tis the North that is cold and not yet winter, if you'll forgive my longest quotings of my elder brother." Lyanna's lips tilted up in a smirk. She couldn't place it, but something was off about this man. She knew it. Lyanna sighed and rested her hands on her skirt. "If you'll forgive me, Ser Godric, I have not seen your face or heard the name echo around my halls- are you not of a noble house?" Lyanna bit her lip and curtsied as if that made up for her 'impoliteness'. "Again, ser, I apologize. Tis just... odd of a stranger of name and face to be in these cold lands." Lyanna, of course, knew many houses. It was due of her. She smiled politely and avoided her eyes.

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna was not stupid. She’d heard of the Khal, though only one thing took over her mind as she took a deep bow to the man. So this is the man who took Daeny’s innocence. Lyanna held back a scoff as she…

[lyannaofblueroses]

Khal Drogo: +1 thekhalwhomountstheworld

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna nodded and kept her smile back. “Yes, Ser.” She said quietly. “She was like a daughter to me.” Lyanna paused. “Is. Is like a daughter to me.” She smiled politely. “Thank you for speaking to me, Ser.”

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo listened to her, though a frown mares his features at the word Ser. He was not a Ser, no matter where he rode. He was a Khal, a Horselord of the Essos and the greatest one to ever roam. The bells in his hair jingled as he looked at her, “…” He looked away for a moment unsure if he should speak his question to a woman he did not know not trusted. “What was she like?” He finally asked after a moment or two.

[lyannaofblueroses]

At his frown, Lyanna cursed herself in her mind. Stupid Lyanna, not thinking for names. “Khal, I do mean.” She corrected smoothly. She bit her lip in an attempt to not ruin her possible friendship with Daeny’s husband. She smiled. Lyanna thought of her name. “The khaleesi- Daenerys, if its alright that I refer using her given first name, was always a spirited young girl.” Lyanna smiled still, squeezing her hands behind her back. “She was loving, and brave, and thoughtful, and she always deserved the best- deserves the best- even if she doesn’t realize it. Daenerys was kind. She was a sister to me, as well as the other Starks, I know.” Lyanna said quietly, as she only knew this with the second generation of Starks, not the first.

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo nodded a little at her correction, as well as her use of his Khaleesi’s true name. His ears listened to her words concerning his beautiful Queen and could not help but to smile. It would seem that she had not changed much since her childhood. “… She has not changed…” Drogo mused softly, mostly to himself before returning his focus on her. “Though now she fears little… And no one defies her.”

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna smiled. “Oh, dear little Dany.” She sighed softly. It seemed, she noticed, the conversation relied on the two speaking to themselves and the other hearing them. She heard Drogo, and she nodded. “Daenerys was a good child- I’d be surprised if she had.” She muttered to herself. The conversation came back and she smiled again. “Ah, seems like Daenerys.” She laughed lightly. “She was a strong little girl. I’ve no doubt she’s a wonderful quee-” This time, Lyanna caught herself. “Wonderful Khaleesi, forgive me.”

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo shook his head, “She is Khaleesi, yes, but she will be a Queen. The iron throne will be hers… I have promised it to her.” The Dothraki man would keep his word. She would sit the throne of her father and he would make sure no one dared to move her from it.

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna's smile grew. "She shall be a wonderful queen then." She said, nodding. Lyanna knew Daenerys could rule well when she wanted, even if she seemed timid. "Would that bring you across the sea with her, if I may ask? To be with her still?" Lyanna dared not mention king, for fear of misstep. She smiled again though, curious.

[lyannaofblueroses]

+1 the-unburnt-mother-of-dragons

Lyanna smiled, only after remembering her manners with a small curtsy. "Your grace." She managed with a shaky voice, her laugh almost breaking it. "Daenerys." She added softly, rising from her curtsy.

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna curtsied deeply, her skirts kicking up less dirt as she focused on being polite. “Mi’lady.” She nodded. “Ser.” She bent her head still as she rose, because, as always, Lyanna knew not how these people thought of her.

[godricofgaul]

Pale eyes fixed themselves on the...

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna rose her eyes to meet the man's. "Oh- my mother has taught me ser." She nodded. "But good day, Ser Godric." She smiled softly. "I am Lyanna Stark, of the Noble and Good House Stark, which are Wardens of the North." She paused for a slight breath and quick curtsy. "It is good to meet you."

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna was not stupid. She’d heard of the Khal, though only one thing took over her mind as she took a deep bow to the man. So this is the man who took Daeny’s innocence. Lyanna held back a scoff as she…

[lyannaofblueroses]

Khal Drogo: +1 thekhalwhomountstheworld

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna nodded and kept her smile back. “Yes, Ser.” She said quietly. “She was like a daughter to me.” Lyanna paused. “Is. Is like a daughter to me.” She smiled politely. “Thank you for speaking to me, Ser.”

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo listened to her, though a frown mares his features at the word Ser. He was not a Ser, no matter where he rode. He was a Khal, a Horselord of the Essos and the greatest one to ever roam. The bells in his hair jingled as he looked at her, “…” He looked away for a moment unsure if he should speak his question to a woman he did not know not trusted. “What was she like?” He finally asked after a moment or two.

[lyannaofblueroses]

At his frown, Lyanna cursed herself in her mind. Stupid Lyanna, not thinking for names. “Khal, I do mean.” She corrected smoothly. She bit her lip in an attempt to not ruin her possible friendship with Daeny’s husband. She smiled. Lyanna thought of her name. “The khaleesi- Daenerys, if its alright that I refer using her given first name, was always a spirited young girl.” Lyanna smiled still, squeezing her hands behind her back. “She was loving, and brave, and thoughtful, and she always deserved the best- deserves the best- even if she doesn’t realize it. Daenerys was kind. She was a sister to me, as well as the other Starks, I know.” Lyanna said quietly, as she only knew this with the second generation of Starks, not the first.

[assilat-vojjor]

Drogo nodded a little at her correction, as well as her use of his Khaleesi’s true name. His ears listened to her words concerning his beautiful Queen and could not help but to smile. It would seem that she had not changed much since her childhood. “… She has not changed…” Drogo mused softly, mostly to himself before returning his focus on her. “Though now she fears little… And no one defies her.”

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna smiled. "Oh, dear little Dany." She sighed softly. It seemed, she noticed, the conversation relied on the two speaking to themselves and the other hearing them. She heard Drogo, and she nodded. "Daenerys was a good child- I'd be surprised if she had." She muttered to herself. The conversation came back and she smiled again. "Ah, seems like Daenerys." She laughed lightly. "She was a strong little girl. I've no doubt she's a wonderful quee-" This time, Lyanna caught herself. "Wonderful Khaleesi, forgive me."

[lyannaofblueroses]

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Lyanna lifted from her bow slowly. “I’m sorry Ser, but I can’t say I know you either.” She dusted her hands on her skirt and smiled. “Lyanna Stark, Ser.” She smiled. “Of House Stark of the North.” That was as long as her introductions extended, so Lyanna simply laid her...

[lyannaofblueroses]

Lyanna's smile didn't falter. A joke, perhaps- she simply bowed her head to cover her confusion. "Ser, I'm afraid I still don't recognize you." She admitted, raising her eyes to meet his. The name Greywind was familiar though- perhaps a friend of Robb's? She didn't know. "Though I am of House Stark and you serve it, so we are kin." Lyanna said finally, raising her head again.

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