#threads: roman

[betweencloakandcrown]

who: @mountainvroyce what: after the fight with amir manderly. when: during the concord

Lord Roman Prester did not have fond feelings for northmen, let alone those of House Manderly. And that included Amir Manderly. There was something about the smug lord that swaggered into the room and tried to command the attention of everyone around them in the same way Northmen did anything. Roman thought they were untrained dogs so when he rounded a corner to witness Axell Royce beating on him, he watched momentarily and then stepped away, he would find the other later. At some point.

The point would come sooner rather than when he found the High Commander of the Vale smoking away from those around pompous, perfumed lords of the reach and the dog smell of the north. He was certain they would be lurking around waiting for their chance and while Roman never sighed away from conflict it would not due for a Westerland Lord to fight alongside a man of the Vale after what their dead King did to the Princess.

"Personally, I would have stabbed him." Roman stood alongside the lord, his arms crossed behind his back. The night stretched out before them, and as he pulled the wine skin from his pocket he smiled. "And I thought we were here on our best behaviors."

[ozanxbulut]

location: valentine's day auction event

status: closed for @romanwagncr

It wasn't every day or night that everyone in town ended up under the same roof. Nights like tonight meant that Ozan would run into people that he hadn't seen since his high school graduation, customers that he couldn't remember meeting over ten years ago, his closest friends and people that he didn't particularly liked. People such as someone that was relatively new in town: Roman. Truthfully, Ozan had nothing agains the other man, except for the fact that he didn't like him based on previous interactions. Namely, a small car accident that had turned into a full blown argument between the two men.

Because life couldn't be easy, he'd found himself standing right next to Roman as he approached the bar area of the event, cursing under his breath because he did not want to get into all of that all over again. In an effort to not be confrontational for once in his life, Ozan looked back at Roman and shrugged. "You go first, this is kind of weird and awkward." He mumbled, gesturing towards the bartender who was waiting on either of them to order their drinks. Ozan was only getting a water anyway, he wasn't particularly desperate.

[lambxtoxslaughter]

@bxdybcg​

“Adrienne Adrienne, how long it’s been.” Roman greeted as he walked into her office, taking a seat as he put a bottle of red wine on her desk. “How have you been doing since last? Any fun things going on?” 

[lambxtoxslaughter]

@danceofsins​

Roman did enjoy to have a few drinks after work, so it wasn’t too strange to have him in a bar. But, he’d never been the type to want to stay alone, so since he’d arrived alone, he looked around to see if anyone sat alone, and when he saw one, he walked over, smiling friendly. “Hello miss. You wouldn’t mind sharing the table, would you?” 

[betweencloakandcrown]

♛ → THE WESTERLANDS presents ROMAN PRESTER, the LORD of FEASTFIRES. when the dragons danced in the sky they thought the GREENS would still fly, but in the blink of an eye, they would all die. the TWENTY-SIX year old CIS MAN who was STUDIOUS & PASSIONATE before they saw the first of the flames, is now CAUTIOUS & AMBITIOUS after seeing the last. (damson idris)

Information about Roman:

Roman is a studious man who was sent to the Citadel as a boy for his studies. He stayed there until he was 14 years old where he would return to begin his martial and sea training with his father. He is not a martial man, he has done his duties as required of him but his love for the sea is more of an appreciation and desire to know her depths than to sail the seas and war.

Roman uses a war hammer as his preferred weapon coupled with a shield. He only wears weapons when he is going into battle or when traveling to other courts, he finds it unneeded otherwise, as long as one ignores the dirk he hides in his sleeve.

His true loves are archeology and learning the mind of people. If he's not out at the many history sites around the West now being searched for artefacts he is reading or taking notes about those around them, learning their weaknesses and building plans around it.

Roman is deeply religious, far more religious than his father or mother ever were. His fanaticism has become clearer with the Reformation. He believes the King is the King and that includes presiding over the faith of the seven. He has made himself a bold supporter of the changes and forced signatures from everyone come Feastfires Great Hall and sign before him or be sent to the sea.

Roman wishes to change the face of the Old Way in the West.

Robb has not yet married but it's not for a lack of trying. As his mother is still alive she has taken up the reigns to find him a wife.

more to come

[strangcrthanfictiona]

@mxltifarious

“Are we even gonna talk about what the fuck are you eating?” Roman queasily remarked, somehow lost appetite for his burger. “I know knocked up cravings are fucking weird, but I gotta say, I did not expect that.”

[strangcrthanfictiona]

@goldeniolanthe

“Yeah, yeah quit it there.” Roman cut her off with a dismissive wave of hand, “If you wanna talk about the science stuff, I’m sure Pryce will be ecstatic to give you the full show.” He smirked, gesturing for the girl to take a seat. “He’ll be here in a sec, once he’s done wanking over his breakthrough.”