TO BE, OR NOT TO BE [ASOIAF]
- Thread starter Tyrell
- Start date
- Fantasy
- Location
- Germany
[X] Galladon had his way, Lyon became one with the sea, land and air, riding a pony and playing in the shallow water. Delighting in the simple life of a child.
ChaosTheVoid
Beyond the Outer Gates
[X] They compromised and Lyon was sat in his mother's lap or clutched his father's leg, watching them deal with their different worlds and all their trials.
[+2 DEX, +1 CHA]
[+2 DEX, +1 CHA]
- Location
- UK
[X] Lynesse had her way, Lyon found himself in the Maester's solar, learning words and numbers to make his young head spin.
[+2 INT, +1 WIS]
[+2 INT, +1 WIS]
A childhood in the sun
- Location
- Wherever the Beautiful Game takes me
Lyon never knew what took place behind closed doors in his parent's apartment, but he found himself the centre of their attention again. He was quite pleased with it all, until he found himself leaving his home. His mother pulling him down the hallway as he screamed and shouted. He wasn't happy when they left, his grandfather laughing at his red face and tears. He wasn't happy when they reached the sea.
But, his anger couldn't last long and soon enough he was scrambling all about the cog with a wild smile. His nursemaid and guards were shouting behind him as he wove through the ropes and scurried across the Bow. He could hear his father laughing as he watched him get chased down.
The journey lasted the better part of the afternoon, the sea spray and the heat of the sun quickly left Lyon weak enough from his exertions to be caught by his guard and hauled below deck. His parents seemed freer then they'd ever been, his mother smiling often while his father's worry lines vanished and he seemed far younger then his years.
Their voyage ended at a long stone pier that ran deep into a bay, the Cog soon lay close by to it as it hove to and laid anchor. Then descending down into a small boat they made their way to the pier where a delegation awaited them. Lyon sat quietly, awed and nervous by all the people staring at him. He tucked himself into his mother's dress, peering around her at the people.
There were over thirty people standing there, men, women and children. The oldest of them, a man who looked a lot like father stepped forward to give a crushing hug to his father and mother before bending down to face him. He had a wispy white beard and thinning grey hair with a great big smile that made Lyon in return smile.
"So this is your pup ey, Galladon," the smile widened and the man reached out to ruffle Lyon's hair. "He seems like a good lad, smart and looks just like you." He laughed at Lyon's scowl as he tried to flatten his hair down. "Well, I think its time you met your cousins Lyon, and don't go scowling again to your poor old uncle!" He took ahold of Lyon's little hand and brought him over to a trio of kids.
They were taller and all of them had cheeky grins on their faces as his uncle introduced them. Their names were Endrew, Selwyn and Gawin, each of them hugged him and quickly began chatting his ear off. They walked ahead of the rest of the party at a quick pace that Lyon struggled to keep up with. Looking to his parents for support gave him only a nod and smile from his father who was busy chatting with his uncle. While his mother didn't even notice, to busy with the swirl of women and young girls that laid siege to her...
His time on Tarth passed by swiftly, heady summer days full of laughter and cheer. His oldest cousin was only four years ahead of him and they became thick as thieves. The cooks were beside themselves as they'd take turns to steal the tart pies they laid out in the courtyard. The guards would often curse and shake their heads as they were ordered to scour the castle by fretful nursemaids. It was good for Lyon, his skin turned a healthy bronze and he learnt to ride a pony and sail a boat with his cousins help.
It was a wonderful time, his father taking him and his mother all across Tarth, hunting, dancing and just enjoying themselves. Until one day his mother came to tuck him into his bed and whispered he was going to be a brother. Lyon was....
[X] Angry. He didn't want to share his parent's with anyone else, they were his parents.
[X] Happy. He was going to be a brother, he could be a big, cool brother, like Endrew was to Sel and Gav!
[X] Scared. He didn't know enough, what if they were a girl like Becca? Loud, bossy and rude, always following him and never shutting up.
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AN: So now we start stepping into how FATErpg creates its characters from this point on. The STR and so on will also have their place still. I'll be updating the mechanics and so on as we go and try to alert you in small notes like these as it happens... But I'm quite terrible at this XD so I'll try is the important part of all this.
But, his anger couldn't last long and soon enough he was scrambling all about the cog with a wild smile. His nursemaid and guards were shouting behind him as he wove through the ropes and scurried across the Bow. He could hear his father laughing as he watched him get chased down.
The journey lasted the better part of the afternoon, the sea spray and the heat of the sun quickly left Lyon weak enough from his exertions to be caught by his guard and hauled below deck. His parents seemed freer then they'd ever been, his mother smiling often while his father's worry lines vanished and he seemed far younger then his years.
Their voyage ended at a long stone pier that ran deep into a bay, the Cog soon lay close by to it as it hove to and laid anchor. Then descending down into a small boat they made their way to the pier where a delegation awaited them. Lyon sat quietly, awed and nervous by all the people staring at him. He tucked himself into his mother's dress, peering around her at the people.
There were over thirty people standing there, men, women and children. The oldest of them, a man who looked a lot like father stepped forward to give a crushing hug to his father and mother before bending down to face him. He had a wispy white beard and thinning grey hair with a great big smile that made Lyon in return smile.
"So this is your pup ey, Galladon," the smile widened and the man reached out to ruffle Lyon's hair. "He seems like a good lad, smart and looks just like you." He laughed at Lyon's scowl as he tried to flatten his hair down. "Well, I think its time you met your cousins Lyon, and don't go scowling again to your poor old uncle!" He took ahold of Lyon's little hand and brought him over to a trio of kids.
They were taller and all of them had cheeky grins on their faces as his uncle introduced them. Their names were Endrew, Selwyn and Gawin, each of them hugged him and quickly began chatting his ear off. They walked ahead of the rest of the party at a quick pace that Lyon struggled to keep up with. Looking to his parents for support gave him only a nod and smile from his father who was busy chatting with his uncle. While his mother didn't even notice, to busy with the swirl of women and young girls that laid siege to her...
His time on Tarth passed by swiftly, heady summer days full of laughter and cheer. His oldest cousin was only four years ahead of him and they became thick as thieves. The cooks were beside themselves as they'd take turns to steal the tart pies they laid out in the courtyard. The guards would often curse and shake their heads as they were ordered to scour the castle by fretful nursemaids. It was good for Lyon, his skin turned a healthy bronze and he learnt to ride a pony and sail a boat with his cousins help.
It was a wonderful time, his father taking him and his mother all across Tarth, hunting, dancing and just enjoying themselves. Until one day his mother came to tuck him into his bed and whispered he was going to be a brother. Lyon was....
[X] Angry. He didn't want to share his parent's with anyone else, they were his parents.
[X] Happy. He was going to be a brother, he could be a big, cool brother, like Endrew was to Sel and Gav!
[X] Scared. He didn't know enough, what if they were a girl like Becca? Loud, bossy and rude, always following him and never shutting up.
~~~
AN: So now we start stepping into how FATErpg creates its characters from this point on. The STR and so on will also have their place still. I'll be updating the mechanics and so on as we go and try to alert you in small notes like these as it happens... But I'm quite terrible at this XD so I'll try is the important part of all this.
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- Location
- Germany
[X] Happy. He was going to be a brother, he could be a big, cool brother, like Endrew was to Sel and Gav!
[X] Happy. He was going to be a brother, he could be a big, cool brother, like Endrew was to Sel and Gav!
ASOIAF has plenty of screwed up families, let's try to be an exception shall we.
ASOIAF has plenty of screwed up families, let's try to be an exception shall we.
- Location
- Wherever the Beautiful Game takes me
Hey guys. Notice for everyone. This quest will continue, however I live in Australia, in NSW and in Mt Victoria... currently the gosper mountain fire has taken out the darling causeway and its looking very dire. Been helping friends in Bell Evac and now also doing the same. I don't know when I'll have a computer
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- Wherever the Beautiful Game takes me
So I have good news now, the fires spared Mt Victoria, they roared through Mt York though, it's quite terrifying to see, I lived just 3 houses down from where the fire burned through and my backyard is 10 metres of grass and then ash XD but the firies did their job. I'm going to still be busy, friends in Bell have been less fortunate so I'm helping them as I can. However, I'll try and chug through the update now 