#ch: robert

[musenssang]

Starter/Plotting Call for Robert Baratheon 

[terraclae]

Anyhow, the Robin fan dragons I was talking about, more info under the cut (also can you tell I like imps)

The first Robin who's also the most authentic was found by Setanta and the Tempest Brigade. Robin had been sitting there for a while, lacking his memories until the merry band of idiots took him in and made him their main tactician. He became close friends with Daraen who bears a resemblance to him one couldn't quite call familiar, but more eerie than anything. He collects history books and is the only really good cook in the group. He is the parent Mordecai and Morcant recognise.

The second Robin, who calls herself Daraen, woke up surrounded by the Tempest Brigade and was taken in like her doppelgänger. She stuck mostly to him in the beginning since they both shared issues concerning their identities but later she fit into the group perfectly alongside the physical bruisers and fighters. Where there was a fight she was sure to fight along, wether through casting, swords or arrows. She has a love for all things pink and birds, and became the the second tactician for the Tempest Brigade. 

Robert is the pale third Robin. He initially woke up imprisoned by Glasir's city guard who had found him in a perimeter patrol, apparently lying in the middle of an impact hole that looked as if it could have only been caused by a meteor. Although Robert doesn't feel much he had woken then with a victorious feeling in his chest he couldn't place. He was later put in service of Glasir's city guard as their vault keeper and accountant. He has no humour, is incredibly stoic and was the one who asked every Robin in his direct company to come up with a nickname for themselves so they could differentiate themselves. Once in a while he helps out the Glasir city guard planning operations within the city's bounds. 

Rob is the fourth and unluckily enough woke up in the middle of the Shifting expanse. After wandering for a few days she finally ran into a wandering caravan who gave her a lift to Glasir were she was first brought to the city guard. They took note of the similarity in their names and Robert took her under his wing for a bit to figure out where she came from while trying to piece together his own scrambled memories. In the end she became the familiar caretaker for the city guard, hesitant to speak too much. She is a talented scribe and poet but always too afraid to share her work and often spends her time making lists of everybody's eating habits and the stock of food in the kitchen so it can be restocked. 

Rho was the fifth Robin to arrive and as opposed to the others was seemingly summoned. She woke up with only a memory or two of people she felt she loved and an empty, mournful feeling in her heart. She had been summoned by religious followers of the Lightweaver in the city of Lux Laterna and although they did not call for her exactly they still took her in and found her to be a cheerful and uplifting presence. She eventually left the city to travel Sornieth in an attempt to figure out the to her new world. She's a stalwart optimist and dotes on every Morgan she meets even if they don't recognise her. She also has the weirdest and most foreboding dreams out of the Robins. 

Reflet was the to their knowledge, final Robin of the six to arrive. He was initially found by Jupiter and Juno of Clan Canephora and ended up serving as their tactician for a while. He ended up feeling a desire to see the world as he recognised this world but knew it as one that met a more desolate fate. Despite a foreboding feeling nagging in the back of his head he couldn't help but feel joy seeing the world he once knew, not destroyed by an enemy he could barely remember but in nightmares. He set out and when he finally arrived in Glasir he was met with the sight of a perfect copy, namely Robert. This caused him to turn himself into a pearl catcher via a scroll and has felt like a wrong copy ever since. He knows a lot of spells but is not good at using them in practice an collects frogs. 

[musenssang]

the Lord of Storm's End had been clean-shaven, clear-eyed, and muscled like a maiden's fantasy. Six and a half feet tall, he towered over lesser men, and when he donned his armor and the great antlered helmet of his House, he became a veritable giant. He'd had a giant's strength too, his weapon of choice a spiked iron warhammer that Ned could scarcely lift. In those days, the smell of leather and blood had clung to him like perfume

🍆 🥵 💦

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( Text: Baby Daddy ) 🍆🍆🍆 🥰

[Text: Jaime ♂] Y do u keep this up?

[Text: Jaime ♂] Do u actually, want me to dick u down, is that it?

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Renly [ @bestofthem​ ]

When it came to matters like these, Renly usually turned to Stannis. Despite Renly’s age, he had been rather honest and blunt with him  — except from when they almost died — and he also knew how to comfort him if the answer Renly sought was upsetting. Robert was...the fun brother, the one Renly ran to when he wanted to play, or misbehave. But Stannis was in another city now, and Robert had not been the same, not really, not after the war.

Still, Renly did not expect his brother to say something like this to him, so the twelve years old boy is left to stare at Robert for a moment. Then he nods quietly, glancing between the floor and Robert. Renly had not understood it at first, why his brother had been so different after the war. He had been a brave soldier, after all, fighting for their country, and that meant he would come back a hero to put an end to what he and Stannis were going through. Robert had come back, but not the way Renly expected him too. It took him a while to search answers as to why.  ❝Is that why you are so angry sometimes?❞ he asks, half-expecting Robert to change the subject or dismiss it entirely.

              A frown knits together the elder brother’s brows, The others reaction was not what he had expected. Robert was not the subject of this conversation, and he fails to see why Renly has to make it soo? The question makes Robert feel uneasy in his own skin and he shifts a bit, Renly is growing up, he is not a child anymore, and so perhaps it is natural for him to have questions about more serious things, like the war, But Robert does’t really know what to say, yes i get angry sometimes, because i am a massive pussy, doesn’t seem like the appropriate responds, so he reaches up to scratch his beard,  And when his hand falls back to the side, the frown is replaced by a smile.   

              “I am not sure what you’re getting at Ren” He says, settling on avoiding the subject. “I might have a bit of a temper, but i don’t have any truma - it would be nice, to have something to blame it on, but this rage is all me.” 

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[𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓]: what is your red flag?

[𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐒]: you have no basic respect  [𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍]:   no offense but youre either white or werent raised right. you’re probably rude???? idk its an online quiz.

[𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘]: @bestofthem​ [𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆]

[musenssang]

   “I was today years old, when i realized One night in Bangkok was about rejecting pussy for Chess??” 

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