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A Play of Blood and Shot (ASOIAF NG)

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@Ceslas

Might be an idea to give everyone some winter chill rolls? Using the old Gur method where player decides who dies. Could shake things up a bit, potentially.
 
Velasco said:
Well, it's relevant as a backdrop to all that's going on now. Especially as Lysaro and Aethan and Chaso get old and basically a new generation comes up to build on and heal and move away from their mistakes.
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It's not like Evil Sith Nuns are going to pop back up just in time to make everything worse, right?


Velasco said:
She and her children are not that important.
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Theravis said:
0_0

:cry:

They're important to me....
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This explains a lot about the interaction between you two.
Velasco said:
We need to start kill if some folks off, trim the Bush as it were. I'll be doing some deathrolls when I get home.
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Well hello GRRM, how are you today. Not working on the final book everyone is begging for, I see?
Atomicwalrus said:
They're good bud.
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*screams*
That's not a critique, that's a glorified pat on the back! Dang it, how do I know now?!?


Oh, good.
Velasco said:
Even though it's been denied I still feel like Yedda is either Brea or her daughter or some b.s. like that. Evidently unkillable, magical and Lawful Evil in her ways.
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Ceslas said:
I don't recall denying it.
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.....

Ugh, need to accelerate Malek's training on all fronts.
 
THatWhichWillBe said:
This explains a lot about the interaction between you two.
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I suppose it really does. I care about my cast. I really don't want to throw them into sucky situations on purpose.

Vel despises boring warm fuzzy feelings and demands to crush all hope with his fist of drama.

So yes, why aren't you working on that new book GRRM?
 
Velasco said:
SONS OF THE DRAGON
King's Blood And Untainted Fire
278 A.C.

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Daeron Dayne and Corax Targaryen had much in common. They were cousins, first and foremost, descending from the much-storied brothers Aegon and Viserys Targaryen, the sons of the Rogue Prince and the Black Queen of old. They were not dissimilar in appearance, boasting the trademark appearance of the golden blood of Old Valyria, and were only two years apart in age. They were both orphans of sorts, the offspring of the dead and distant and unavailable. They were strangers in a foreign land: Daeron a child of the Crownlands, Corax a son of Summer, the two of them somehow washed up on Dornish shores courtesy of the machinations and ambitions of others. Common reckoning supposed glory and greatness to be predetermined for either one - Daeron the future Prince of Dorne and Corax a royal prince of the dragonblood.

In truth Corax faced certain severe disadvantages: his mother was a strange and ill-reputed foreigner of a deposed and powerless lineage, his father a disinherited embarassment. No grand inheritance awaited him, and ostensibly no lands, no armies, no crown. Yet all who met him quickly surmised that the dark and sombre child would make something of himself, however terrible that thing might turn out to be, in the fullness of time. Name, ancestry and connection were but stepping stones to the future he would carve out for himself. As for Daeron, he had the wealth and power of Dorne to look forward to, rich mines and numerous orchards and herds of wyverns and longstriders....and a dragon, if his father had anything to do with it.

The paths tread were long and winding in either case, but from an early age both Daeron and Corax were earmarked for that most singular of glories: to rule the skies and ride dragons, as their great Valyrian ancestors of old. For Daeron that path was marriage - a grand marriage alliance with the Vhossar dynasty of distant Volantis, a match intended to safeguard Dornish ties with the Freehold in the wake of House Martell's fall and to balance out the dominance of the Braavosi in the Narrow Sea and, above all, check Targaryen power by elevating their Dornish vassals into "equals", as dragonlords in their own right. For Corax the path was trickery and drama and intrigue - his father's theft of an egg from the Dragonmont, the comings and goings of his father's love life, and at length his betrothal to an heiress of House Dayne.

For one splendid, shining moment the dreams and hopes of all involved came to fruition. A surreptitious stay in Volantis saw Daeron return to Dorne with a bride and hatchling in tow, and it was not long ere Corax's egg hatched. Vhaegax and Morghax they called them, brothers of sky even as their would-be riders swore to be brothers-in-arms: Corax was more joyous and open than anyone had ever thought possible, and his exuberant...joy? was so contagious that Daeron was likewise drawn out from a sullen and quiet existence into suitably puerile happiness and delight.

Such bright, unadulterated glee did not long last, of course.

Vhaegax was noticeably bigger than Morghax from the very start - he was a good two years older, and generally stronger and heavier-built by all accounts. Corax contented himself with thoughts of a sleeker, slimmer beast, one made for treachery and guile, devoid of brute force and imbued with the slithering serpentine nature of a dragon made to dance. But as the weeks went on, and the months, and the year turned, Morghax grew cruelly misshapen and uneven, the one wing longer than the other, his bite uncertain and unsteady, his eyes dim, and such other marks and indications that the taint was in him. He did not live long, and expired at long last in the loving arms of Corax's little brother, the Prince Maelys Targaryen, who had showered the ailing beast with all the affection and tenderness his older brother did not have to give.

One beast died, and another was born. Though there had been forewarning since his birth, the demon that was to be Corax Targaryen was hatched into the world of men the day the gods so cruelly tore away his young heart's sole longing and desire. As for poor young Maelys, he would be the first to bare the full brunt of his brother's wrath, but he would not be the last.
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Daeron Dayne and Vhaegax his steed​
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What did you do to Maelys?
 
Theravis said:
He's the one I actually like. Corax is a complete asshole, Rhaeynra doesn't care about anything. Maelys is like a poor beaten puppy.
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Aethan has shown zero minus zero care or worry for Rhaenyra which makes me think you tend to only care and feel affection for the characters seemingly valuable to me, insome kind of odd tug of war.

Also Aethan is a bit of a shit father in how he wants his children to love him unwaveringly and unconditionally before he can love them in return.
 
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