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[iceforveins]

( victor alli , thirty-seven , cis-man , he/him ) : ANNOUNCING !! lord edrik of house stark hailing from winterfell. they are known to be calm , careful but also, prideful , inflexible across the realm. there are faint whispers that they support house velaryon alongside their house. they are currently at court in driftmark.

edrik was the son that lord jesper had hoped for the moment he was made lord of winterfell—a young wolf for heir. and true to the expectations of him, edrik became a leader of the pack.

edrik is a careful and calculating leader, more politician than soldier, leaving the role of the soldier to his younger brother, erren. edrik plays the long game—watching, listening, and maneuvering through courtly intrigue.

a childhood illness left him with partial hearing loss in his left ear, making him highly observant of body language and subtle cues. this serves him well in the dangerous world of politics, where reading a room can mean the difference between power and ruin.

once betrothed to sarya tully, their engagement ended when she chose ambition over marriage, becoming mistress of whispers for queen visenya targaryen. now, with house velaryon challenging visenya’s reign, edrik stands in quiet support of their cause, placing him in direct opposition to his former betrothed, whose presence brought him a gleam of hope and romance. their meetings at court are laced with unspoken history—cordial words masking deeper tensions.

upholding his father's love and loyalty to lord king corwyn, who helped feed them during the long winter, edrik is on driftmark lending his political mind and northern steadfastness in support of corwyn's cause and keep his family safe. the death of his younger brother has left him devastated and fueled him with much grief and further resentment toward the side of the dragons.

[dcstinieshq]

( aslihan malbora , 27 , cis woman , she/her ) : ANNOUNCING !! ( lady caria hightower ) of ( house hightower ) hailing from ( old town ). they are known to be ( ebullient , charismatic ) but also, ( mischievous, cunning ) across the realm. there are faint whispers that they support ( house hightower ) ( alongside ) their house.

Ever since little Caria came into the world, she had always drawn attention be it intentional or not. Born gurgling with a wide smile on a beautiful sunny morning, she was the epitome of the brilliant sun. Warmth, unbridled energy, a sparkling personality and a positive attitude radiated from her and infected those around her, easily drawing them towards her aura like a magnet. Being a natural-born free spirit, Caria has always been an adventurous, charismatic, impulsive, unconventional, ingenious and carefree person. She both charmed and exasperated her parents and her minders on a daily basis.

Loving the principle of independence and freedom, she grew up disliking the rigid and strict etiquette on what it means to be a proper lady and the fire of rebellion could never be dampened in the spirited young girl. With her beguiling charm and a cunning mind, she often found ways to bend the rules, go around protocols and shirk around the duties. She did get caught every now and then but the punishments, no matter how heavy never really got to her.

Her bubbly, warm and energetic spirit helped her to make friends easily though there were of course some who envied or looked down on her highly unpredictable and mischievous ways. She was always looking for merriment and a good laugh and hated sitting down doing nothing. This lead her to create all sorts of interesting games to play with her friends and also to sometimes play light-hearted pranks on people she was close to. She was also charitable to a fault and loves to spoil her dear ones.

Caria has successfully scared off many suitors that were proposed by her parents for years as she only wants to marry for true love. How long would she be able to get away with her schemes and antics is a good question.

Caria loves parties, horse-back riding and archery. She can ride a horse without a saddle and has learned how to be a skilled archer in secret, as her mother had frowned upon archery for proper ladies. She also had quite the high tolerance for alcohol though she doesn't mind being intoxicated once in a while for the thrill of the high.

[ironlamb]

milly alcock , twenty two , cis woman , she + her . announcing ! princess daenya targaryen of house targaryen hailing from king's landing . they are known to be clever & charming but also , immature & reckless across the realm . there are faint whispers that they support house targaryen alongside their house.

𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺 .

birth name : daenya targaryen . pronunciation : dan - nee - uh , tar - gair - ee - uhn . nicknames : daeny . date of birth , age : seventh day of the fourth month , twenty - two . place of birth : king's landing . gender , pronouns : cis woman , she / her . orientation : queer . status : royal princess .

𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 .

height : five foot three inches - 160 cm . build : petite build with lithe limbs . hair : silver, falls silkily down her shoulders and until about mid back . eye colour : a light lilac . notable features : button nose, striking silver hair , freckles on the bridge of her nose , a broad smile . faceclaim : milly alcock .

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀 .

natal chart : aries sun , taurus moon , scorpio rising ( likely has no relevance in this world but i wanted to give it for personality reference ) moral alignment : chaotic good . mbti : entp , the debater . positive traits : clever , determined , loyal , hardworking , charming , kind , bold , passionate . negative traits : inflexible , immature , temperamental , avoidant , envious , impatient , unforgiving , disorganized , possessive , naive . character inspirations : lavagirl ( sharkboy and lavagirl ) , bakugo katsuki ( my hero academia ) , agatha harkness ( agatha all along , wandavision ) , aegon targaryen ii ( house of the dragon ) .

𝑻𝑳𝑫𝑹 . emotional abuse tw , verbal abuse tw ( very mild but just in case )

daenya targaryen was born seventh . eighth truly . not the heir or not the spare , not even after that . or after that . or after that .

perhaps her position should have brought her freedom . and in some ways it did . daeny was able to get away with more than her elder siblings . she was able to slip through the tunnels of the castle and roam king's landing perhaps easier than they would have been able to do so . whilst her elder siblings had responsibilities, daeny's were perhaps fewer . while they were perhaps needed, she was needed less . she tried to revel in that . tried to enjoy it . tried not to remember that it was perhaps proof that she was of little consequence .

indifference was a blessing and a curse . daeny tried to see it that way . seeing it as only a curse would only make it taste more bitter than it already did .

but indifference was better than hatred . than disdain or fear . she knew that to be true . she'd seen as much . the dreams had taught her that . perhaps not directly, but through experience . through the lessons that followed them .

the first time she'd told her mother of her dreams she'd disregarded them . it was to be suspected, she supposed . her mother had barely paid attention to her then anyways . not the heir . not the spare . not even after that .

it stung all the same . daeny tried again and again, and each dismissal hurt all the same .

little did she know that dismissal would hurt less than what came next .

the dream was real . it came to fruition . daeny was shocked . awed, truly . the feeling she'd had in her stomach that this was important was right . she was right . and she was elated for it . perhaps she shouldn't have been . what had happened was terrible . but she was right . she was right and she was special for it wasn't she ? her mother would see that . she had to see that .

her mother disagreed .

doombringer . words that cut deeper than dismissal . than simply bring ignored . as they were spat from her mother's mouth daeny found her smile quickly fading . no, this was not what she wanted . it was so much worse .

after all, daeny didn't make the vision come true . she just saw it . she only saw it and she even said so but no one would listen . this wasn't her fault . it wasn't .

ill fated . black omen . cursed child . her mother was a righteous woman . a strong one . the second queen of westeros, a woman more formidable than most could even imagine . daeny never thought her mother's fear of oncoming doom , of the unknown would be so potent . that it would result in a fear of her .

that smile ! do you take joy in it ? in the suffering you see ? the fear made her mother's back rigid, and her eyes wild . daeny preferred the indifference .

daeny knew she could do better . that she would do better . she would show her mother the truth . that her dreams were a good thing . that she was a good thing .

but every dream was the same when she saw them . bad omens . suffering . hurt . she never saw anything miraculous . not anything ... beautiful or serene . not once . nothing to bring to her mother , to prove to her that she brought more than doom . that she could bring good too .

but daeny was nothing if not determined . if not stubborn . scroll upon scroll was read, book upon book was consumed . she could be good . she would be good . she would show her . she would .

or perhaps she would leave . it was a dream daeny indulged in often . not the heir, not the spare, not even after that . she would not be missed, surely . life would go on without her and she could see the world perhaps . she and shrykos will do it . the moment she's big enough . the moment they can .

until now the tunnels will have to be enough . king's landing and it's joys will half to be enough .

it isn't quite enough truly, but daeny has been living on not quite enough her whole life . she can stomach a little more .

𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑪 .

daeny is my doomed child . desperately wants to be good , like DESPERATELY wants to prove herself not to be the villain her mother sees her to be, and yet she is doomed to never do so as she only gets dreams of tragedy . so she will suffer forever, rip, but it is what it is dkjds anyways, in the running for mom's least favourite fr but other than that pretty well liked over all ? beloved by the people and by the castle staff, genuinely kind and quite free spirited . has a desperate need to prove herself and can be painfully, stupidly stubborn, but has the best intentions honestly . very possessive of the people who she sees as her own, like does NOT like to share and perhaps that's on being a princess sdkjs so she's a little spoiled in that way and can be a bit immature with those she feels comfortable with . but she's very clever and works extremely hard for just a crumb of maternal affection but it is likely never coming queen give it UP DKJDS has no interest in the crown or the rift between the targaryens and velaryons, like she would be neutral if she could be because if it was up to her she'd be dipping ! she'd be offset !!! but unfortunately shrykos is a babie dragon and so she's got to wait a little longer . do i hc that her mother kind of disregarded her even more bc her dragon egg didn't hatch on time ? ya . ya i do . anyways , she's pookie actually ty for listening to my ted talk .

𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 . just something to spring off of for plotting things .

someone she consistently drags through the town with her , a childhood friend who she would die for ,a favourite sibling bc ofc , someone she can actually talk to her dreams about without feeling deeply self conscious and judged ( bb is traumatized ) , someone who looks out for her a little cause she's just a bit naive , a crush she has a court , and literally anything else ok thx < 3

[crowndgods-archived]

( bruna marquezine , 30 , cis woman , she/her ) : ANNOUNCING !! ( lady ashara karstark nee dayne ) of ( house dayne ) hailing from ( starfall ). they are known to be ( shrewd , intuitive ) but also, ( obstinate , resentful ) across the realm. it is known that they are ( fearful ) of the whispers of the harbinger’s return and they will fight ( for the realm ) if that should come.

SHE HAD A WAY OF EMBROIDERING LIFE WITH STARS.

the legend of starfall fosters a lifelong fascination for stories and adventure in the headstrong lady dayne. like the the path of the shooting star, ashara follows her own mind that leads her across the glittering blue waters of the summer sea in her young years. where foreign tongues mingle and the sun burns bright, she feels alive. only her warmth rivals the sun, she carries a heart that feels all and gives love easily and in abundance. her loyalty is unwavering to those she holds dear, be they of her blood or otherwise. ashara brings a little sun of her blood into the world, a boy she names olyver and bears the last name sand, whom she shares with varyn lannister. born of passion, he is loved fiercely by the daynes of starfall and beyond.

the lady dayne cowers before no dragonlord, in the capital she supports her family and is reunited with her son's sire. for his protection, a marriage is arranged that is devoid of love and light and all that sustains her. her heart has long belonged to the winter sun, given beneath the starlit skies of dorne for safekeeping. the marriage to lannister is annulled, and she flees to driftmark, where she takes alecor karstark for husband. after a handful of moons, the birth of their son arthor blesses them. in king's landing once more, ashara must fight for her and her husband's rightful titles of ruling lieges of karhold, and for their sons' futures.

fun facts. ashara has a very characteristic feature of house dayne, violet eyes. she is a proficient healer and seamstress.

[ironlamb]

sophia brown , thirty two , demi woman , she / they . announcing ! liege ynys yronwood of house yronwood hailing from boneway . they are known to be stouthearted & candid but also , tactless & unrelenting across the realm . there are faint whispers that they support house velaryon alongside their house. they are currently at court in driftmark .

𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺 .

birth name : ynys yronwood . pronunciation : in - ihs , ai - urn - wuud . nicknames : yn , warden , nys , bloodhammer in the fighting pits , other things probably . date of birth , age : first day of the fourth month , thirty - two . place of birth : boneway . gender , pronouns : demi woman , she / they . orientation : lesbian . status : liege .

𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 .

height : six foot - 182.8 cm . build : athletic build with long limbs , more of a swimmer's build . hair : freeform dreads, quite dark at the roots but lighter at the ends from years of salt water and sun bleaching . eye colour : quite a dark brown , almost black . notable features : full lips , long two toned hair , long nose , dark brown eyes , broad smile , a scar through their eyebrow . faceclaim : sophia brown .

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀 .

natal chart : aries sun , leo moon , sagitarius rising ( likely has no relevance in this world but i wanted to give it for personality reference ) moral alignment : chaotic neutral . mbti : esfp , the entertainer . positive traits : persistent , driven , independent , loyal , strong willed , charming , dependable , bold , passionate , straightforward , talented . negative traits : uncompromising , merciless , ruthless , competitive , cocky , blunt , rude , unforgiving , resentful , combative , impertinent , unpredictable . character inspirations : toph bei fong ( avatar the last airbender ) , bakugo katsuki ( my hero academia ) , hashibira inosuke ( demon slayer ) , aoi todo ( jujutsu kaisen ) , zeraki kenpachi ( bleach ) , holga the barbarian ( dungeons and dragons ) , brienne of tarth ( game of thrones ) , annie leonhart ( attack on titan ) , sharako lohar ( house of the dragon ) , thor ( marvel cinematic universe ) .

𝑻𝑳𝑫𝑹 . miscarriage tw , murder tw ( i try to make it p vague but i will indicate ! ) , death tw , blood tw !

the first brutality is one she can't remember ; a killing she has no memory of . but her father mourns the loss anyways , of the son he was meant to have . of the son that he claims the daughter ate in the womb ; an other half that she absorbed to make herself whole . the midwives say that her father looked upon her with a great pain that night .

they also say that it was perhaps the first time their mother looked upon her with a beam of pride .

after all , that was their first duel . their first victory . ( the one who lives wins . the one who lives wins . )

there would be others .

as they grew they were weaned on hate . on resentment . their grudge was their family heirloom and their mother passed it down onto them with firm hands and even firmer eyes . you will tend to it now . it will be your responsibility .

she never asked if ynys wanted such a responsibility . ynys , in truth , never thought to ask themself the question either .

the burden wasn't heavy if you were strong enough to withstand it .

ynys prided themself on being strong enough .

a sword was thrust into their hands the moment they could hold it . their lessons in battle started before their lessons in reading or arithmetic . grow strong . avenge our line . bloodroyal . bloodroyal .

in truth it was something that ynys cared very little for . after all , what did history have to do with them ? what did grudges of those long dead have to do with them ? it was them they should live for . them they should die for . what did all else matter ?

and yet they had talent . strength one could grow , technique one could learn , but they had talent . it was something that came to one naturally . something that was either bestowed upon you or wasn't . and ynys had it in spades . she could lay grown men flat before she had even reached their shoulders . she defeated her father in battle before her thirteenth nameday . she was gifted , and she was a gift . to her bloodline . to the yronwood name .

and yet they were loud about their lack of investment in their family's grudge . in truth , ynys was loud about a great many things . they saw little purpose in hiding the way they felt . their instructors quite quickly deduced that while ynys would be a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield , they'd be of little use in politics . ynys is a blunt instrument . they once overheard their swordmaster say to their mother , in a slicing critique . pure unadulterated force . if only it were directed .

later that evening at her mother's command ynys defeated him , and he was disregarded before she thought to ask what he meant by the words . but it was no matter . she went through weapon tutors quite quickly then , and truly how much value could there be in the words of a man so easily defeated ?

attempted murder tw ! murder tw ! she reached her hundredth victory on the night before her thirteenth nameday . it came not in the form of a spar , or a battle in the womb but in an attempt on her life . ynys was woken up out of her bed with it , the coolness of a blade at her throat and the roughness of a calloused palm tight over her mouth . they would like to say that they don't remember the battle that ensued but to say such would be a lie . ynys did not lie .

by the time the guards came the man was slain . by the time that they had discerned that the assassin was sent by the martells her mother had congratulated her on her victory . and that was the first time ynys was able to see it herself , through the one eye that wasn't blurred from the blood spilled from her brow ; the beam of her mother's smile , lit with pride .

she was a victor . that was what mattered . the one who lives wins .

even with her triumph , the event incited ynys . she had yet to even make a transgression against the martells and yet they wanted her dead . such an act could not go unmatched , and ynys vowed not to allow it to . she understood her mother now . whether the fight was hers or not she had inherited it and if others wished to face her in this battle she would not back down from the fight . she would even the score . and they vowed that they would come out triumphant once again .

from then on they drank they poison their mother delivered to their door . the martells , the daynes , the fowlers . all would fall as they rise , for they were the firstmen , after all . they were usurped , after all . they deserved to reclaim what was taken from them , and ynys would tear it from the hands of those who had the nerve to steal it .

ynys' hunger grew with time . after their hundredth victory their line of disregarded tutors only grew . their defeats of their father grew into the double digits . they defeated their mother for the first time as they turned fourteen , and the thrill of such a triumph was a high that couldn't be compared .

so the hunger grew as they did . and yet with their age came more responsibilities . expectations of duty , of marriage , of a knowledge of politics and history . and yet their hunger grew still . what need did they have for such things ? they were the yronwood's sword . the warden's club . their mother said it . ynys , you are our blade . it was said with pride the day they had defeated her . what need did blades have for balls ? ynys disregarded them . she disregarded them and she searched for more .

it was from the knights of the boneway that she first heard of the rings . the men would place bets on the fighters within them and yet they wouldn't enter them themselves . cowards . ynys was perhaps many things , but a coward wasn't one of them . she entered her own name the very same night , among snickers at the sight of a child . of someone's daughter .

ynys knew they were much more than someone's daughter .

that first night she returned bruised and sated , her pockets heavier for it . the second night she slipped away she returned with a new weapon taken as a token of victory . and the third time she slipped away her ears were still ringing from the roars of the crowd as she walked through the halls of boneway .

it only took the first time for ynys to find herself addicted . she returned time and time again , tackled opponent after opponent . and she won . again and again she won . and the crowd applauded her for it . they roared for her . the warden . bloodhammer . ynys the undefeated . it was the same feeling as her mother's beam of pride . she was a victor . they loved her and she was deserving of it . her streak of wins was satisfying enough , but the spectacle of it all fed ynys anew .

of course rumours swirled of her involvement . ynys dismissed them . her father was unhappy with her , but her mother was indifferent . her only comment : if you lose you will be unallowed to return .

ynys did not know how her mother planned to bar her from returning . she supposes she never will .

after all , ynys did not lose .

𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑪 .

honestly this is just me treating myself to a toph bei fong dupe as a treat i won't lie to you ... me gifting myself a bhm present fr fr sdkjds however , ok . y'all know that tiktok sound that's like 'mofos think i'm fighting to save the day but really i just like to fight' ,,, ya . ynys in a nutshell actually . loves a good fight , lives for it truly , the battlefield is their superbowl and yk what , we support them for it . they're a v simple person honestly , they see someone who looks formidable and they will in fact challenge them to a duel on the spot actually . incredibly , incredibly competitive i fear and loves to prove their strength . truly , does not care for much else like politics ? they don't give a fuck . truly she's only on the velaryon side bc of the old family grudge against the martells , like she's here to make good on that fr . also , speaking of , did her mother send an assassin to kill her and frame the martells for it just so she could get ynys on board with the family grudge ? ya ,,, ya she did , and yk what i feel like that should tell you enough about that woman actually . and yet ynys actually like respects her mother quite a bit so even when she heard whispers of such a thing i don't think she would believe it even if her gut tells her otherwise yk . got a scar through her eyebrow from the encounter tho and probably others tbh , they've probably reached who knows how many wins in battle by now , i don't but they're probably still counting honestly . very instinctual , very intuitive , but that's all just to tell y'all that this bitch doesn't think dsssd no thoughts just action ! nothing but battle strategy up there truly ! and it has served them well thusfar but will it forever ? who knows . honestly , should not be in polite society fr , like ? 9 times out of 10 they give commonfolk real bad ... giving ulf in the last ep of season 2 fr fr , just at the dinner table wolfing down little birds ... rip . like not polished in the slightest and yk what we love that for her ? she thinks decorum and like double wording and such is all deeply stupid so quite the straight shooter truly and tends to get really pissed off when she gets less than that from anyone else . uses dual swords bc her fc does and yk what how fun . left the fighting pits an undefeated champion and is a bit of a legend there , will go to random fighting rings on days she's feeling kind of down just to wipe the floor with everyone and hear the crowd roar bc that'll improve her mood INSTANTLY . LOVES an audience and LOVES attention . thinks she's funny , and yk what she kinda is , she's here for comic relief . a big flirt honestly , tends to be as transparent with interest and hate alike . literally cannot like hide what they're thinking generally , like they've got a poker face in battle but day to day ? you will see their look of disgust plain as day across a room . honestly kind of fun < 3 they're just hear for a good time but their version of a good time involves spilling the blood of their enemies . just girly things < 3

𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 . just something to spring off of for plotting things .

childhood friends because have you met me i freaking love a childhood friend connect ,,, childhood enemies perhaps , bc that could also eat . betrothals or broken betrothals , past dalliances maybe idk let's have fun , a sparring partner could be fun , someone who they've challenged to a fight who refuses to indulge them < / 3 they're booing truly , someone who she's won a fight against in the past who maybe is holding a grudge perhaps not maybe they're besties now idk , an unlikely bestie < 3 perhaps someone with booksmarts to balance her out , ex lovers or a secret tryst style because idk i love drama , someone who they feel protective of for some reason or another could be interesting , a drinking buddy , a sparring partner , and literally anything else ok thx < 3

[crowndgods-archived]

( ekin koc , 32 , cis man , he/him ) : ANNOUNCING !! ( ruling lord emir hightower ) of ( house hightower ) hailing from ( oldtown ). they are known to be ( ambitious , vigilant ) but also, ( prideful , abrasive ) across the realm. it is known that they are ( not fearful ) of the whispers of the harbinger’s return and they will ( fight for the realm ) if that should come.

GODS ARE STUBBORN. SO AM I.

reared on ambition's nectar, emir is as proud and opportunistic as his forebears. his aptitude to rule oldtown one day is hailed even as a young boy. what emir possesses in intellect and cunning, he lacks in finesse, preferring libraries and stables to the company of fellow aristocrats. he learns the art of conversation regardless, in his youth where he travels further south to explore the merits of dorne and the free cities, and grows proficient in the language of trade. emir captains the ship ember. he married young and against his parents' wishes, who had betrothed him to florence tyrell. instead, another won his affections and for once in his life, he followed his heart instead of his head. it cost him dearly: the price was his wife's life, taken in childbed. their daughter, defne, he names heir to oldtown.

he travels to king's landing a bereaved young lord with ambitions too grand to be confined to one city. upon whispers of war, he sets his eyes on the reach itself. emir observes, patient and poised, awaiting his turn. his wedding to helaena targaryen seals his loyalty to the house of dragon, an advantageous match that unites heart and mind. monarchs fall and heirs rise to claim birthrights, and emir bides his time in king's landing, using his wealth to aide the capital and suffering smallfolk. after three moons, he takes his wife to their seat at last, but in his absence, prosperous oldtown has begun to rot from within. a twisted cult has taken root, its fanatics threatening the very lifeblood of his house and home: their fervent support of the seven.

fun facts. emir wields the ancestral valyrian steel sword of his house, vigilance. he speaks fluent high valyrian out of vested interest, and bastard valyrian essential for trade deals in essos.

[fyrebrandd]

( anya taylor-joy , twenty-six , ciswoman , she/her ) : ANNOUNCING !! princess helaena of house targaryen and hightower hailing from king’s landing and oldtown. they are known to be proud & resilient but also reckless & unserious across the realm. it is known that they are not fearful of the whispers of the harbinger’s return and they will fight for the realm if that should come.

BACKSTORY

helaena was born screaming into the night like a little changeling. her mother’s hard labor was followed by a harder birth which almost costed the queen her life. but alas the dragoness survived and so did her little dragon. as a second eldest princess with a sister and three brothers to secure the line of succession, helaena was granted the true freedom of a princess whose presence was hardly ever noted amidst the crowd of her mother’s offsprings. 

like all targaryen children, she received an onyx colored egg, placed in her crib with the hope of a hatchling that would bond with the princess. but by the time the princess had passed five namedays, the egg remained a glistening black orb — cold and unalive. when they took the egg away, helaena screamed and fought as if they were robbing her off her birthright. it was inevitable that the young princess felt as if she were a fraud, a weakling of a targaryen. that changed when, at the age of six and ten, helaena came upon the riderless wild dragon, grey ghost, upon one misty morning. their bond was forged out of pure chance but their ancient blood sung for one another and they became inseparable since. 

as the fifth child and second daughter with two more legitimate sisters to follow, helaena was unburdened by the watchful eyes of her lord father and lady mother. she had had her years of indulgence and exploration, alongside her like-spirited brother, vaegon. their adventures thrilled helaena and it was as if the feast would never end and the wine would never stop flowing. 

but the fate was cruel. her eldest sister was granted permission to be one of their mother’s queensguard, and so the burden of the ‘eldest’ daughter fell upon the carefree young princess. and like everything she had ever done in life, helaena fought and resisted fiercely to great success as she remained unwed still after six and twenty namedays.

CHAPTER 1 & 2 RECAP

as the war bloomed forth between the crown and her cousins in driftmark, helaena, consumed by a sense of helplessness and naive hope, took a company of ten men and set forth for driftmark as a last attempt to appeal for peace and resolution.

however, her ship was captured by daemon greyjoy and her men were slaughtered. helaena was taken as a hostage, ready for the velaryons to send terms of negotiation with her mother, visenya.

fortunately, her sister, vaelora, sent lord emir hightower to retrieve her on her voyage from pyke to driftmark after they received a tip off from their cousin, rhaena blackwood.

as a reward to emir hightower for his valiant effort to rescue her and affirm the crown's resilience in the face of war as well as affirm their affections for each other, helaena proposed to emir hightower. their betrothal affectively sealed the alliance between house hightower and house targaryen.

taking advantage of house tyrell's neutrality and lady florence's open alliance with house velaryon, emir and helaena have been plotting to take the reach from their hands.

since she did not fight at the bloody carnage at green fork, she rode her dragon back and forth between the riverlands and king's landing to help aide the post-battle relief effort.

SIX MONTHS OF TEMPORARY CEASEFIRE

helaena spent the first three months actively helping out the relief effort after the devastation at green fork. taking advantage of her dragon, she sought out needed resources to feed the poor and help the wounded.

she and emir were wedded at the great sept after things had calmed down in a small, private ceremony. the funds for their wedding were used to further tend to the needy. this was a strategic move to quell the commonfolks' resentment toward the crowd, and endear the hightowers and the princess toward the smallfolks.

the last three months, helaena followed emir back to oldtown and assumed her new title as ruling lady of oldtown. she has spent her time accustoming to her lord husband's more traditional homeland, despite still causing trouble and avoiding the septons' daily lessons every now and then.

with the news of the harbinger and the faith of the eigth's open antagonism of the faith of the seven, helaena and emir have been resummoned to king's landing. even though she is green in her new position, she understands that as defender of the faith their house must champion the fight against this cult.

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( meng ziyi , 32 , cis woman , she/her ) : ANNOUNCING !! ( lady alaeria baratheon ) of ( house baratheon ) hailing from ( storm's end ). they are known to be ( compassionate , sociable ) but also, ( - naive, - easily intimidated ) across the realm. there are faint whispers that they support ( house baratheon ) ( alongside ) their house.

Alaeria is a super sweet lass, too pure & naive and overly trusting.

A perfectionist ( extra hard on herself & easily worried ) as she strives to be the most dutiful daughter ever to her parents. She was originally from a noble house that had been wiped out due to a horrific house fire and she was the lone survivor because she had sneaked out to teach letters to a smallfolk friend she had made. Lived with survivors guilt for quite some time till the Baratheons who had been close to the family decided to adopt her and helped her overcome her guilt and traumatic-grief. She is thus eternally grateful to the Baratheons for giving her love and a home and thus has vowed to be the best she can be for them and bring honour to their legacy.

Hates confrontations. Thus she is anti-war and is currently extremely worried of what the realm will become in the aftermath of battle and how it will bring suffering for the smallfolk especially.

Sociable, witty, graceful, with this aura of sincerity and sweetness that just draws people to her & can soften even the hardest of hearts.

People-pleasing, tho as of late she's turned more matured and wiser so she's starting to learn to say no

A huge romantic, and she's a well-known gifted singer. Known as "the Nightingale amongst Stags." She is also quite musically adept at several instruments.

Enjoys sunrises. Loves writing & reading long letters.

Also hugely compassionate and very involved with charity work with the smallfolk

Very devoted to the Faith of the Seven

She is also rumored to be cursed as she has been in arranged betrothals twice and both of her betrotheds died in a freak accident.