A Play of Blood and Shot RP

"If it means anything, I am terrible sorry for your treatment, it shouldn't of happened."

"An old rule it may be, but Dragonstone is a symbol. Mother is good though. She still cries for father but she is a strong women after all, all Tully's are."

OOC: @Ceslas I hope I am doing this right as I got no clue if this is what Rebecca is doing.
Aethan wrapped an arm around Okshana's hip and pulled her to his side. "She has a caretaker now. As it should be."

He frowned. "I... have to admit to sharing her troubles, at times. Where will you go?"
 
OOC: 272 but don't ask me what age that makes Bingo/Flora/Evander as I've lost track. Chaso's youngest would be just about speaking age now, like 2 years old or so.
(Check my turnpost. Bingo is 7 or so now, Flora 6, Evander 5.)

"Bingo! How were your lessons today, shining star?"
 
"Well...we are not dead, so there is still time to make amends. Okshana would like to show Aethan around."
"If you wish to, you are more then welcome."
Aethan wrapped an arm around Okshana's hip and pulled her to his side. "She has a caretaker now. As it should be."

He frowned. "I... have to admit to sharing her troubles, at times. Where will you go?"
"Claw Isle. Seeing how the current lord is infertile and the only male who can produce heirs was removed from succession. Thus I am to marry the eldest daughter of that brave knight Ser Alan Sandstorm and eventually inherit the island."
 
"If you wish to, you are more then welcome."

"Claw Isle. Seeing how the current lord is infertile and the only male who can produce heirs was removed from succession. Thus I am to marry the eldest daughter of that brave knight Ser Alan Sandstorm and eventually inherit the island."
Aethan started. "Aegon." He smiled. "You have a good match. If she's anything like her uncle, she'll be shy, competent, and loyal to a fault. He's served my eldest son as head bodyguard for over a decade now, and has children of his own set to inherit the lands he won in service."
 
Aethan started. "Aegon." He smiled. "You have a good match. If she's anything like her uncle, she'll be shy, competent, and loyal to a fault. He's served my eldest son as head bodyguard for over a decade now, and has children of his own set to inherit the lands he won in service."
OOC: You do realize Aethan could never remember Aegon and the two have a ... difficult relationship.
"Ah, I see. I believe this may be the same person I heard squired under father. Mother and Daena sometimes talk about him."
"The Dragonmont is everything to me."
"The Dragonmount? Interesting. Why is our volcano so interesting, if you don't mind me asking."
 
Lordsport (The Harbour Used by Pyke), Pyke Island, 272

"Lord Stark, Lord Stark!" A breathless squire ran after the Wolf Lord as a couple of knights approached. "One moment, my lord."
 
"I am a Princess," she said proudly, before stuffing a sweet potato in her mouth. What followed was slightly muffled by all the carbohydrate. "Princess Bingo of Houses Dayne and Qo."
"Yes you are! And a bright star of a princess at that. What did you learn today?"
OOC: You do realize Aethan could never remember Aegon and the two have a ... difficult relationship.
"Ah, I see. I believe this may be the same person I heard squired under father. Mother and Daena sometimes talk about him."

"The Dragonmount? Interesting. Why is our volcano so interesting, if you don't mind me asking."
OOC: I always assumed that was Wade joking, and.... well he's improved over the years.
"Did he? I just know the bodyguard."
 
He smiled at her.

"It seems you understand much of the might of Old Valyria. I am honored you see this also."

"Okshana is the mother of dragons," noted Okshana, pointing at her three silver-haired younglings.

"Yes you are! And a bright star of a princess at that. What did you learn today?"

"Siggles and words," was all she offered before another well garnished sweet potato was slammed inside.
 
Lordsport (The Harbour Used by Pyke), Pyke Island, 272

"Lord Stark, Lord Stark!" A breathless squire ran after the Wolf Lord as a couple of knights approached. "One moment, my lord."
William had just set foot on the port. He felt a small feeling of unrest within him from all the endless weeks he spent in his flagship, the Seawolf he was not it seems.

He was flanked by a couple of his Thane guard, armed as they where with a longsword, and a pair of revolvers at their side. William sported a more archaic arsenal, Ice and his wierwood staff.

"You have one, young man." William spoke in the Common Tounge. His common tounge rusty from unuse.
 
William had just set foot on the port. He felt a small feeling of unrest within him from all the endless weeks he spent in his flagship, the Seawolf he was not it seems.

He was flanked by a couple of his Thane guard, armed as they where with a longsword, and a pair of revolvers at their side. William sported a more archaic arsenal, Ice and his wierwood staff.

"You have one, young man." William spoke in the Common Tounge. His common tounge rusty from unuse.

"My lord-huh, huh, huh," offered Delian Blackmont, son of the infamous Lady Petronilla, as he tried to catch his breath. "My lord Prince Gatwick would like a word, if tisn't too much imposition...in position...no, wait...imposition..."​
 
"Apparently so. They spoke of an Aegon sometimes. Usually Daena did when remembering her childhood here more then mother."
"I'll try to remember that."
"Okshana is the mother of dragons," noted Okshana, pointing at her three silver-haired younglings.
"My dragons." He patted the hip under his hand. "And my lady of Dragons."
"Siggles and words," was all she offered before another well garnished sweet potato was slammed inside.
"Careful, dear! If you eat too fast you'll choke. Princesses need air as well as food to live."
 

"My lord-huh, huh, huh," offered Delian Blackmont, son of the infamous Lady Petronilla, as he tried to catch his breath. "My lord Prince Gatwick would like a word, if tisn't too much imposition...in position...no, wait...imposition..."​
"Not at all." He said as he looked past him. "Where is he?" He asked, as he wondered just who was Prince Gatwick. Can't be a Targaryen, those princes he could remember... did he? Chances are he was a Dayne, they where the only ones that carried that honorific as well.
 
"You are indeed."

Tristifer simply nodded at this.

"Corax!" demanded the elder boy, stepping forward.

"Not at all." He said as he looked past him. "Where is he?" He asked, as he wondered just who was Prince Gatwick. Can't be a Targaryen, those princes he could remember... did he? Chances are he was a Dayne, they where the only ones that carried that honorific as well.
He turned to indicate the knights, who were just arriving.

"Well met, Lord Stark! Prince Gatwick Dayne, pleased to make your acquaintance."
 
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