𝔖𝔢𝔞𝔣𝔬𝔞𝔪 & 𝔓𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔰

[seabois]

“I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.”

— Greta Garbo

[ofseawitch]

what is their living arrangements? describe their room or home (or both)

𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. in childhood eira had her own room seperate from her brothers. it was a simple room much like her living quarters now. eira has since lived on the sea witch with her crew. when she's not seen on deck, she's in the captains quarters of the ship. there she holds her valubles and other items she possesses. in the room there is a desk she may use to write letters and such; and a bed she uses to sleep on. the room also holds a closet for varies items of clothing she's collected over the years, and shelves filled with items she chooses to display. however valuble things are hidden out of reach and sight from others.

[ofseawitch]

@𝖗𝖍𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖆

       𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋,  let alone the queen. oddly enough eira had come to know rhaena and a bond formed between the two. she had met the silver haired beauty by a simple game of cyvasse, one she had lost, but had fun never the less. it had been awhile since someone had beaten her and a sort of companionship formed. however it had been a few years since her last visit and with the news of a newborn prince, eira came baring a gift, one hopefully fitting for a king. she simply had to wait for word to reach the queens ears of her arrival, and hoped she hadn’t missed much.

[ofseawitch]

@𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖘𝖔𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖉

       𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃   for eira to realize that the male in front of her was none other than finnegan volmark. she had known fin since childhood and from the looks of it he was definitely not a child. in his place stood a tall brute man. she was happy to see familiar places here in kings landing, and at least a one good thing came from her being here.

     ❛     fin you wretched man,  how are you ?!    ❜   eira exclaimed in excitement. the last she heard about fin was that he had joined viktor in being his first mate.

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[ofseawitch]

@𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖎𝖓

       𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇'𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍.  she couldn’t remember that last time she had seen lady aliya. it had been a few years since there meeting when the lady had asked eira to help her in recovering her ship. though the task wasn’t easy, nor difficult, eira found it to be quite a memory. 

     ❛     fancy seeing you here.   ❜   eira stated, a friendly smile on her face.

[ofseawitch]

@𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖞𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖞𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖎

       𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀.  she had heard the results of the trial for edderion stark, and she was sure there was turmoil in the kingdom at that point. eira hadn’t been in kings landing for long but from the look of things, nothing seemed good here. she made a note to ask her brother just what had happened before her arrival. the thought of using her gift crossed her mind but eira would wait. with that, eira made way into a tavern, which one, she wasn’t sure.

         eira looked up to see if she’d spot a familiar face. unfortunately there had been none. walking up to take a seat at a table, eira noticed a person with familiar features. ones she was sure she’d seen before.  ❛   excuse my forwardness but you look familiar.   ❜   she trailed.

[ofseawitch]

𝖒𝖈𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖘𝖔𝖓‌:

     “oh, well then there are plenty around and open —  what with the tourney and everything happening it seems to really have set the place alight,” the bear lord smiled, and inclined his head; “bannen mormont or bear island, pleased to meet you.”

      bannen considered for a moment and then he thought of a plausible route to not the axe, he wasn’t ready to talk to wylla yet, but to the dancing maiden where he needed to attend anyway… it was the inn where he and his sister both held rooms.   “if you would like, i’m headed to my rooms at the dancing maiden inn, but it’s ground floor is a rather nice tavern if you are looking for a play to hang your coat and find a decent ale or wine — i would be happy to escort you.”

        𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓.   she hadn’t been looking for a place to stay, preferring to sleep on the sea witch over anything. however eira kept that information to herself.  ❛     i'd greatly appreciate the offer if you don’t mind.   ❜  kings landing was a big place and eira couldn’t bother to dig through her brain for any means of locating places. it had been a few years since she’d last step foot here.

       ❛     i haven’t much experienced kings landing.    ❜   she admitted willingly.   ❛     i'm sure i can count on hand how many times i’ve been here. how about you ??  ❜   eira cracked.

[ofseawitch]

𝖛𝖎𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖞𝖏𝖔𝖞‌:

Viktor had received word that an Iron Borne ship had made port, and with his eldest brother currently absent from the capital, it only seemed right that he greet the Islanders who had arrived for the festivities ( and perhaps to offer some warning of the chaos they’d entered into ). Admittedly he’d been distracted —  and having not realized the ship might have already unloaded, the man almost brushed right passed the apology ( but after a moment to fully process the voice, he turned to offer a grin ). “Another Harlaw making port? By the Drowned God —  Kings Landing is in for hell.”

       𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄.  she could barely recall the last time she’d seen one of the greyjoy’s let alone her own brothers. it seemed she’d missed a lot over the years. including how much everyone seemed to grow older. however it was always good to see a familiar fellow ironborn. besides few on her crew, eira was often surrounded by people from different cities. she learned many over the years. but she always struck true to her upbringing.

     ❛     i’m afraid it is indeed another harlaw.   ❜   a bark of laughter erupted from her.    ❛     how are you viktor ?? it has been a few has it not ??  ❜   eira hesitated in bringing up his children. when news had broke of viktors wife falling ill, eira had felt a deep sadness by the news. whenever anything of this nature happened, she always felt a responsibility to the ironborn. which is why she believed it to be better that she’d stay at sea.

[ironforgedinspo]

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔞𝔩 𝔞𝔰𝔨 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔢

in battle or war, what weapon would or do they wield?

what are their most common style of dress; fabric, quality, colours, embroidery?

when they bathe, how do they do it? (river/lake, bathtub, bucket)

what do they sleep on?

if visited, what meal would they serve for dinner?

what, if anything, do they use as perfume/body scent?

do they carry a weapon on them at all times? in their sleeping quarters? if so - what one?

can they read, and if so what language/s and how well? if not, why?

can they write legibly, and if so what language/s and how well? if not, why?

do they play any instruments (here is a handy list of medieval instruments)

can they weave, sew, work a loom, spin yarn, etc?

can they make and/or patch their own clothing?

if they were to wear a crown, what would it look like? gems, engravings, material, appearance, etc.

do they use any make-up or face paint? if so, what kind? (here’s another handy list of materials and make-ups)

what do they sleep in?

what kind of shoes do they have, if any?

do they know how to ride a horse?

do/can they grow their own produce if needed?

what is their living arrangements? describe their room or home (or both)

do they own anything of worth? (property, jewellery, fine gowns/clothing, animals, carts, weapons, etc.)

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[ofseawitch]

⊹ · Below the cut are plot bunnies for anyone to grab. if you’re interested feel free to send me a message. i will also be adding some wanted connections to the bottom of the list that i’ll be sending into the main shortly. so if you see your character fitting the wanted connection or if you were applying for another character, feel free. i'll most likely be adding a page for these connections on my theme later.

⊹ · 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊𝖘

𝑶𝑵𝑬 :  someone who was either a stowaway or someone eira’s helped out before. either by taking them somewhere across the sea or helping them run away from something/someone.

𝑻𝑾𝑶 : they’ve played each other countless times at cyvasse or some other game in some tavern; either in one city or different cities many times. eira believes they’re cheating but it’s just fun and games for her.

𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 : someone eira’s met while visiting a city or any random place. they could either be enemies/friends just a familiar face.

𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 : someone eira gets a good flirt in with. can be friends with benefits or just simply flirting.

𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 : any friends; childhood friends, family friends, friends with lingering feelings, friendzoned on either end friends. partying friends (someone to have good ale with), friends turned enemies, competition/rivals, & frienemies.

⊹ · 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

our EIRA HARLAW (emily browning) is looking for UTP, her FIRST MATE/QUARTERMASTER. this character is 23-45 (b. 482-460) and  the gender is utp and should hail from the iron islands but we can work something else out if you’d like. the two are close friends preferably childhood friends but it doesn’t have to be that way. i envision them both having free spirits and when eira had first became captain of the sea witch she didn’t have to think hard on who would step in as her first mate.  - fc suggestions: tom hopper; tobias santelmann; sam heughan; rosie leslie; jessica chastain; ray stevenson; michiel huisman; natalia tena; toby stephens; luke arnold; clara paget; any fc.

our EIRA HARLAW (emily browning) is looking for UTP, her CREW MEMBERS. these characters are 23-45 (b. 482-460) and the genders are utp and can hail from anywhere. you have free range on the faces and backgrounds. they’re crew members of the sea witch.  - fc suggestions:  anyone from PotC, got, black sails, and of course any fc to your liking.

our EIRA HARLAW (emily browning) is looking for UTP, her EX-BETROTHAL. this character is 25-42 (b. 480-463) and male. he would be eira’s fathers second choice for eira considering he wanted her married to a greyjoy. however none of it went to plan when eira decided to become a captain. he would hail from one of the houses on the iron isles but i would definitely be open to somewhere else. - fc suggestions: aaron jakubenko; alexander ludwig; clive standen; george blagden; alex høgh andersen; jordan patrick smith; jonathan rhys meyers; jason momoa; lorenzo richelmy; any male fc.

[ofseawitch]

𝖍𝖈𝖗𝖑𝖆𝖜··:

      “GOOD, I THOUGHT you may have come because something had happened, but karren will be so happy to see you –– -   it’s been… four years? five?    her most recent passion is the bow, after the archery yesterday and all –– - and that’s where she would be.  well, her lessons and lunch and then she will be coming to watch the sword fight.    you’ll have to surprise her then,” he grinned.  grasping her shoulders he held her at arms length and drank in her face, “ah, baby sister, years have been kinder to you than me, haven’t they?”

     “YOU MUST TELL me of your adventures, before the young  ears join us… is the witch docked in the blackwater?”

        𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃.  she hadn’t had a vision in a long while, or at least one hadn’t come to her. however she hadn’t tried to use her gift. after the death of her parents and the death of renora, eira wasn’t willing to see another. perhaps it was time though. after all she couldn’t hide from it forever. at the mention of karren, eira’s heart filled with joy. karren had reminded her so much of when they were younger. and at the mention of her passion for archery, it only confirmed the thought.

       ❛     perhaps i should show her a few moves. considering i’m better than you at archery.    ❜   eira couldn’t help but jest. she barked out a laugh at the mention of her youthful look. since leaving home, eira’s once pale skin had grown a few shades dark. and although she was a lady, she’d hold many battle scares like other pirate captains before her. she never grew accustomed to dresses, preferring britches over skirts. however thanks to her mother, eira held a pretty face.   ❛     we have mother to thank for that.    ❜   a fond smile graced her lips at the mention of her mother.    ❛     she is docked in blackwater. as for adventures, i’m not sure if you’re ready for me to tell you where i’ve been...    ❜  

[ofseawitch]

𝖜𝖞𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋·:

Wylla had quite a bit on her mind. Her daughter’s rescue would be tonight, as would her Uncle’s capture. She’d told Bannen of everything and hadn’t spoken to him since. She had been found by her brothers, and now she did not know where to go home to when this was over, nor who to call her family. She knew that she could not have it both ways. The problem was that for the first time in a long, long time. Wylla didn’t know what the right thing to do was. In her distraction, she damn near knocked some woman over.

“Sorry, sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” She apologized quickly. “I didn’t mean to-” She didn’t know what the hell to say, honestly. “-scuff your boots or anything.” Wylla finished lamely. She pointed down the way to her place of work. “The Broken Axe, but no one is really there right now. Everyone’s getting drunk at the tent outside the Dragon Pit.”

        𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘.   it wasn’t in a mocking way, considering how weird and lame it was. besides, the woman seemed too far in thought to pay attention to the bustling outside. she was curious on what had the woman so consumed but didn’t push to ask anything. it wasn’t her place to speak with another in such a way. eira was honest and blunt about things but something she realized, was that not everyone reacted in a positive way to this.

        ❛     no need to apologies. there was no harm done.    ❜   she offered a short smile. she’d look down towards the place she pointed out, taking in the light crowd. she didn’t mind no crowds, instead opting out of social interactions these days seemed to be the normal for her. normally she was found in crowded taverns, causing a bustle, but lately she felt a shift. one she hadn’t quite figured out   ❛     the broken axe is fine. don’t really see a need to be apart of a huge crowd. you guys have decent ale ??    ❜

[hcrlaw]

   the four trueborn children of            the late lord serrick & the late lady beatta harlaw.

         “To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were, we know each other’s hearts, we share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.”

[ofseawitch]

𝖒𝖈𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖘𝖔𝖓:

       bannen was leaning over to inspect some freshly picked fruit in one of the  famers stalls when he lost his balance a touch and bumped into a body.  the dark-haired woman apologised, but bannen shook his head;  “ahhh — no harm done, i wasn’t paying much attention either,” he said with a small smile.  as her question reached him, he turned his eyes back to the streets of kings landing as he tried to remember where the various taverns were.

       “uh — oh, i’m sorry, i’m not very familiar with the crownlands truthfully… but i know there are a handful within a ten minute walk from around here.    are you looking for lodgings or for drink?”

        𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃.   a smile still in place.  ❛     it does seem to be a bit over populated so we’ll set the blame upon them.    ❜  she jested. it hadn’t bothered her being in crowded places, however ones that are filled with drunken fools were another thing in itself. a bigger smile spread to her lips when he had admitted to not knowing the layout of the city. 

        ❛     it’s all fine. i’m simply looking for a good drink. i’m eira, you are ??    ❜   she admitted. it hadn’t occurred that many like herself, have not been to kings landing. eira knew the sea like the back of her hand, just as her brothers do. however land was another story. she’d know where they stood on a map, but within the city limits, it was something she had yet to master.