This is the first of the new model sheets (landed characters). I'm posting it here both for you guys to see and comment on and so I can have a solid copy of everything before I start replacing things on the front page. On that note I was not able to find a more up to date sheet for Aemon, does anyone remember if any exists?
Vassals of the Realm
Aemon Naremos
Title: Vaeroseia of Aemon's Rest (Liege Lord Balon Swann Count of Draconys)
Born to the privilege of the Old Blood Aemon sought an altogether different sort of power and heritage. Though he could not touch the Dream nor recall the lore of Dragonkind by will and instinct that only drove him all the more on his search for arcane secrets for the ways of blood and binding, many a fiend who sought to corrupt the fledgling Mysterium found themselves shackled to Aemon's tools instead and the servants of Ymeri specifically hold for him a particular malice. Since gaining land in Draconys he has not only administered nd protected them well but has been instrumental to many delicate arcane studies.
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Dregaire of the Wilds
Title: Baron of Coldwaters (Liege Lord Balon Swann Count of Draconys)
Born of magic in the depths of the Feywild, raised to service at the whim of the Fey Lord of the Crimson Court Ser Dregaire has chosen to abandon his former masters for the promise of glory and recognition on the marches of the Empire. He has yet to prove himself against the horrors that slip past the borders of Valyria, but he is eager to try
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Hermetia Aerebalys:
Title: Governor of Lys
One of the richest women in Sorcerer's Deep and partner to King Viserys and his friend Garin Drekelis in Silver Serpent Enterprises Hermetia sees magic as a way to fulfill her long-held dream of traveling to strange and wondrous realms, though her knowledge of the perils that stalk such places have kept her relatively close to home for now, homing her talents at trickery and enchantment upon the hapless Lysene aristocracy.
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Oberyn Sandviper
Titles: Count of Golden Fields, Prince of Dorne
As a child in King's Landing you heard men call the Red Viper many things, few of them complementary: a wastrel and womanizer and dishonorable to boot even among the Dornish. The man you met was certainly rash, and you could well imagine him casting aside the precepts of chivalry without a second thought, but he was also a man ridden hard by his demons, who would go to any lengths to avenge his dead kin, the princess Elia and her children, your poor niece and nephew. Though they may no longer be dead through your efforts, with the unfortunate exception of your infant nephew, vengeance still burns in Oberyn's heart at what the Lannisters and their dogs have done.
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Relath the Roiling Tempest:
Title: Governor of Tolos
It is the firm belief of every dragon, whatever the color of their scales, that they are the most sublime of all that lives and unto them is owed all that is good in the world. Where other dragons might simply use their great strength and powerful magics to take from the world what they wish, Brine Dragons, those born of the salt-laden shore where the Great Ocean laps against the Eternal Delve, instead desire dominion over the lesser creatures of the sea that they may bring order to the swirling depths.
This desire was Relath's undoing, leading to his capture by the Deep Ones and use as a beast of war. Yet fortune is a fickle thing and will often turn upon its tail in an instant. So it was for Relath who upon being freed of his bindings found himself looking upon an entirely different world, one in which his great strength could easily carve out his own place in the sun.
The magisters of Tolos may call him tyrant for the manner of his conquest, but few can rightly claim the city has suffered under his rule. The laws he has wrought might be strange, but they are not capricious. More than once his great strength and knowledge of sorcery have saved the city from sinister forces, a fact which Relath has made certain to spread far and wide among his people.
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Wyla Drekelis:
Title: Thaemos of Naath Wyla Drekelys
Few are those who walked back from the starless dark of undeath, fewer still those who do not close their minds to the memories of that fel time but draw from it strength. Such a one is Wyla Drekelis, whose sorcery and will was forged in the cold flame of living death. Feared is 'Lady Death' upon the southern shores, but more among pirates and slavers than her own folk. The Naathi honor her for bringing safety to the shores of the isle for the fist time since the Doom of Valyria, even as the elders mourn the death of peace in the hearts of their people.
To Sothoryos she turns her eyes now to rule over the lands where she has wandered through nameless ruins and sought artifacts of old to bring new realms under the law and end the reigns of the jungle tyrants just as she had the depredations of the Ghiscari pirates. Though she has worked great evil when she hunted the night, Wyla hopes the good will long outlive it.
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Yrael Elaenos
Title: Governor of Mantarys
A paragon of hallowed law Yrael servers for a many as a beacon of light in a darkened world, having rebuilt the demon-haunted city of Mantarys into juster and more prosperous realm than most of its people could have imagined short years ago. Yet Yrael is not without his doubts and uncertainties. His is the blade meant to punish the wicked yet he knows in his heart that should he only do that then all around him would be only blood-soaked emptiness. And so unready though he felt in the task he took up the mantle of rule, to give counsel and offer forgiveness where he could. To his unspoken surprise he found himself equal to the task.
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Zherys Naethyreon
Title: Archon of Volantis
One would be hard-pressed to mistake the once High Speaker now archon of Volantis for anything but a mage. Though the hair which frames his saturnine features is black rather than the sliver common among the Free Cities, this a man who has embraced the magic and heritage of Doomed Valyria even onto reshaping of his own flesh. A fragile but perfectly-formed dragon wing emerges from his left shoulder. Oftentimes this strange appendage will show agitation while his features remain composed, though one can never be sure how much of it is unintentional and how much is tactics.
Yet Zherys Naethyreon is also a man struggling with the bitter knowledge of the Freehold's failings, the corruption of the Fallen God twisting it to wreck and ruin. More than the fate of Heaven and the Sundering of the Spheres, more than the knowledge of the myriad of foes that would consume the world that pains him. He is no stranger to pain nor to loss this sorcerer who had borne witness to the days where magic was but embers to be called with patient ritual and and precious sacrifice. The same will drives him still.
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