Magoose
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... You know when you put it like that, it makes you think if he suffers from the Patented Targaryen MAdness.
And What a Dance it Was (NO SV, War is Coming, Prepare)
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Tabascoheath
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I mean yeah, but don't they all in their own special way? Prophecy, sociopathic tendencies, severe narcissism, and Psychotic pyromania mixed with debilitating paranoia, compared to some of the others Aegors downright sane! Either way a psychologist could have a field day with the family, throw in a therapist and we could avoid so very much bloodshed but noooo~ somebody has to arrest social and technological progress MAESTERS!
Magoose
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The Wives
Name: Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen
Age: 15
Alias: Princess of Westeros, The Realms Delight, Dragon Rider, Nyra (By your father)
Title: Dragon Rider, Princess of the Iron Throne.
Languages known: Westerosi Common, Westerosi Sign. High Valyrian, High Valyrian Sign.
Religion: The Gods of Valyria (Atheistic): An ancient and powerful pantheon that once dominated the world. Now they are weak and cling to the glories of the Past. They are told that the Storm Singers can predict the weather and can read the skies, even on the back of Dragonriders. They have many peculiar traditions, from polygamy to sister/brother marriage, to even blood sacrifice. While a minority in Westeros, they are mostly left alone by faith.
Skills:
Dragon Riding Rank (Master): You are a Dragonridder, someone who controls, and has bonded to, a Dragon, and rides them, for pleasure and for battle. (+30 to all dragon riding rolls.)
Horseback Riding (Skilled): You ride the horse like a woman who has spent years in it. You are a true student of the saddle (+20 to all rolls regarding horseback riding. Can teach your lessers how to ride a horse)
Administration (Skilled): You know how to handle paperwork, and make sure it is done in such a way that no one can read it. (+20 bonuses to your rolls)
Reading (Skilled): You learned to read from the man you call a Maester. (+20 to reading rolls. Is able to read without an interpreter.)
Writing (Skilled) You learned to read from the man you call a Maester and learn what he has done from you.( Is able to write without an assistant or scribe. Unknown effect, but all letters by you gain a +30)
Court Diplomacy (Master): You know how to handle yourself in court, and how to act around the powerful and the low. (+30 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls)
Traits:
Dragon Rider: You ride a Dragon, a great beast native to Old Valyria. The greatest of all magical creatures still alive in the world. (All parties are interested in you, and you have a +20 to all social rolls when you are near your dragon)
The Realms Delight: Despite no longer being the prettiest thing on the continent, you are the prettiest Girl on the Continent, and that fills you with pride (+10 to all social and intimidation rolls)
Stubborn: You have always been hard to stop once you set your mind to something
Queer Customs: You have always believed that Targaryens were More Gods, then men. And you will always take what is yours. Isn't that right Alicent?
Princess of Westeros: You are a Princess of Targaryen. Your word carries much weight.
Member of House Targaryen: You are a member of House Targaryen, the ruling family of Westeros.
Attractive: You are a stunningly beautiful woman of old Valyria. (+10 to social roll)
First Wife: You are considered the First Wife in a Polygemous marriage, due to your status, and your birth.
Name: Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen
Age: 15
Alias: Princess of Westeros, The Realms Delight, Dragon Rider, Nyra (By your father)
Title: Dragon Rider, Princess of the Iron Throne.
Languages known: Westerosi Common, Westerosi Sign. High Valyrian, High Valyrian Sign.
Religion: The Gods of Valyria (Atheistic): An ancient and powerful pantheon that once dominated the world. Now they are weak and cling to the glories of the Past. They are told that the Storm Singers can predict the weather and can read the skies, even on the back of Dragonriders. They have many peculiar traditions, from polygamy to sister/brother marriage, to even blood sacrifice. While a minority in Westeros, they are mostly left alone by faith.
Skills:
Dragon Riding Rank (Master): You are a Dragonridder, someone who controls, and has bonded to, a Dragon, and rides them, for pleasure and for battle. (+30 to all dragon riding rolls.)
Horseback Riding (Skilled): You ride the horse like a woman who has spent years in it. You are a true student of the saddle (+20 to all rolls regarding horseback riding. Can teach your lessers how to ride a horse)
Administration (Skilled): You know how to handle paperwork, and make sure it is done in such a way that no one can read it. (+20 bonuses to your rolls)
Reading (Skilled): You learned to read from the man you call a Maester. (+20 to reading rolls. Is able to read without an interpreter.)
Writing (Skilled) You learned to read from the man you call a Maester and learn what he has done from you.( Is able to write without an assistant or scribe. Unknown effect, but all letters by you gain a +30)
Court Diplomacy (Master): You know how to handle yourself in court, and how to act around the powerful and the low. (+30 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls)
Traits:
Dragon Rider: You ride a Dragon, a great beast native to Old Valyria. The greatest of all magical creatures still alive in the world. (All parties are interested in you, and you have a +20 to all social rolls when you are near your dragon)
The Realms Delight: Despite no longer being the prettiest thing on the continent, you are the prettiest Girl on the Continent, and that fills you with pride (+10 to all social and intimidation rolls)
Stubborn: You have always been hard to stop once you set your mind to something
Queer Customs: You have always believed that Targaryens were More Gods, then men. And you will always take what is yours. Isn't that right Alicent?
Princess of Westeros: You are a Princess of Targaryen. Your word carries much weight.
Member of House Targaryen: You are a member of House Targaryen, the ruling family of Westeros.
Attractive: You are a stunningly beautiful woman of old Valyria. (+10 to social roll)
First Wife: You are considered the First Wife in a Polygemous marriage, due to your status, and your birth.
Name: Lady Alicent Hightower
Age: 15
Alias: Lady of Oldtown, Lady Greenfire (By Lucien's inner circle, and Daemon, for her green dresses)
Title: Lady of Oldtown
Languages known: Westerosi Common. High Valyrian.
Religion: Religion: The Faith of the Seven.
Skills:
Court Diplomacy (Master): You know how to handle yourself in court, and how to act around the powerful and the low. (+30 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls)
Administration (Master): You know how to handle paperwork, and make sure it is done in such a way that no one can read it. (+30 bonuses to your rolls)
Reading (Master): You learned to read from the man you call a Maester. (+30 to reading rolls. Is able to read without an interpreter.)
Writing (Master) You learned to read from the man you call a Maester and learn what he has done from you.( Is able to write without an assistant or scribe. Unknown effect, but all letters by you gain a +50)
Spycraft (Skilled): You have been able to handle a cadre of spys to get the information you want. Especially when no one knows. (+20 to Intrigue rolls)
International Diplomacy (Skilled): You know just what to do to prevent things from getting strange when foreigners start rolling into your home. (+20 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls
Traits:
Attractive: You are a stunningly beautiful woman of The Reach and the First Men and Andal. (+10 to social roll)
We Light the Way: You are a Member of the Hightower Family.
Pawn and Player: You know where the Game of Thrones Ends, and it leads to something you are not ready to face yet (+10 to intrigue)
Fertile: Despite you never bearing a child, your family comes from a long line of fertile women. (+30 to childbearing rolls. Increase survival when in childbirth.)
Scholar: You enjoy reading and studying everything you can about the world and all its wonders. (+10 to learning rolls, and teaching others)
Naive: Sometimes you forget that this world does not have happy endings. Sometimes.
Second Wife: You are the Second Wife in a Polygemous Valyrian Marriage, due to Status and birth.
Age: 15
Alias: Lady of Oldtown, Lady Greenfire (By Lucien's inner circle, and Daemon, for her green dresses)
Title: Lady of Oldtown
Languages known: Westerosi Common. High Valyrian.
Religion: Religion: The Faith of the Seven.
Skills:
Court Diplomacy (Master): You know how to handle yourself in court, and how to act around the powerful and the low. (+30 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls)
Administration (Master): You know how to handle paperwork, and make sure it is done in such a way that no one can read it. (+30 bonuses to your rolls)
Reading (Master): You learned to read from the man you call a Maester. (+30 to reading rolls. Is able to read without an interpreter.)
Writing (Master) You learned to read from the man you call a Maester and learn what he has done from you.( Is able to write without an assistant or scribe. Unknown effect, but all letters by you gain a +50)
Spycraft (Skilled): You have been able to handle a cadre of spys to get the information you want. Especially when no one knows. (+20 to Intrigue rolls)
International Diplomacy (Skilled): You know just what to do to prevent things from getting strange when foreigners start rolling into your home. (+20 bonus towards diplomacy/social rolls
Traits:
Attractive: You are a stunningly beautiful woman of The Reach and the First Men and Andal. (+10 to social roll)
We Light the Way: You are a Member of the Hightower Family.
Pawn and Player: You know where the Game of Thrones Ends, and it leads to something you are not ready to face yet (+10 to intrigue)
Fertile: Despite you never bearing a child, your family comes from a long line of fertile women. (+30 to childbearing rolls. Increase survival when in childbirth.)
Scholar: You enjoy reading and studying everything you can about the world and all its wonders. (+10 to learning rolls, and teaching others)
Naive: Sometimes you forget that this world does not have happy endings. Sometimes.
Second Wife: You are the Second Wife in a Polygemous Valyrian Marriage, due to Status and birth.
You sound as if Aegor was battling everyone like they are a pokemon and then using the pokeball to capture their friendship, of course its only a mix to tactics some he uses food, berries , lure it with items others he uses status moves like confusion (Lucien case).
Of remembered Virtues
Omake: Of remembered Virtues.
She couldn't believe it was happening again, not so soon after her mother departed her aunt now decided to accept the Stranger's grace forcing her once more to say a farewell for the last time. Of course she had said her goodbyes before Aunt Rhae took the milk of poppy but seeing her laid in a coffin, surrounded by flowers illuminated only by the Sept candles felt wrong.
The worst of it were the Twins cries, not understanding why their mother had to leave asking if she wasn't happy after all. In the end they cried until exhaustion and had to be taken to their rooms to rest for the journey to Runestone where the burial will take place. Her heart ached at the sight, knowing how damn well how it hurts to lose a mother.
Which left her, Lucien and Uncle Daemon in the Sept besides the spetons, the vigil ending an hour ago, the coffin soon to be sealed for the journey. Looking at Uncle Daemon's face she had the impression he wanted to have a private chat with Lucien, so she left the two alone together to mourn.
Lucien was even more devastated than her, seeing how close he was with Lady Rhae... He lost his mother Princess Gael to the Blackwater Bay, almost lost Visanya to a curse and now this...
Walking in the hallways her thoughts were quickly interrupted by a pair of unexpected voices.
"Quickly! I am sure they are almost leaving! "
" I am not running in the Sept, Myranda!"
Sure enough, approaching from the entrance, where two of her Ladies in Waiting, carrying what appeared to be a massive shield to Rhaenyra's immense confusion.
" You are not running in the Sept, Lady Jocelyn, however surely King Landing heard the two of you shouting for the heavens."
To be fair the two of them looked to be abashed and frightened at getting caught by surprise, but Rhaenyra needed answers and what they are doing carrying a huge shield to the Sept at this late hour.
"Well then, what's this commotion all about?"
Jocelyn, still a bit flushed at getting caught, answered, fidgeting a bit with the shield " Well you see... Myranda was saying how some of her ancestors were buried with their favourite horses... Then it led to how some of the Mormont women were buried with their weapons in honor of their warrior status.."
"What Jocelyn its trying to explain - interrupted Myranda" I just thought while Lady Rhae never raised the sword she was always coming to her beloved people defence, hence the shield for her burial like a true warrior."
Rhaenyra blinked, examinating the shield.
It was made of bronze, runes craved into its borders like the Royce banner, in its center arranged into cardinal positions where 4 dragons flying : A red on in the north, a pale green on the left, pink on the right and a grey in the south.
"Of course, only if your uncle allows it "
Rhaenyra, smiled a little remembering her Aunt bravery " I am sure he would allow it,"
Notes: Rest in Peace Rhae...
She couldn't believe it was happening again, not so soon after her mother departed her aunt now decided to accept the Stranger's grace forcing her once more to say a farewell for the last time. Of course she had said her goodbyes before Aunt Rhae took the milk of poppy but seeing her laid in a coffin, surrounded by flowers illuminated only by the Sept candles felt wrong.
The worst of it were the Twins cries, not understanding why their mother had to leave asking if she wasn't happy after all. In the end they cried until exhaustion and had to be taken to their rooms to rest for the journey to Runestone where the burial will take place. Her heart ached at the sight, knowing how damn well how it hurts to lose a mother.
Which left her, Lucien and Uncle Daemon in the Sept besides the spetons, the vigil ending an hour ago, the coffin soon to be sealed for the journey. Looking at Uncle Daemon's face she had the impression he wanted to have a private chat with Lucien, so she left the two alone together to mourn.
Lucien was even more devastated than her, seeing how close he was with Lady Rhae... He lost his mother Princess Gael to the Blackwater Bay, almost lost Visanya to a curse and now this...
Walking in the hallways her thoughts were quickly interrupted by a pair of unexpected voices.
"Quickly! I am sure they are almost leaving! "
" I am not running in the Sept, Myranda!"
Sure enough, approaching from the entrance, where two of her Ladies in Waiting, carrying what appeared to be a massive shield to Rhaenyra's immense confusion.
" You are not running in the Sept, Lady Jocelyn, however surely King Landing heard the two of you shouting for the heavens."
To be fair the two of them looked to be abashed and frightened at getting caught by surprise, but Rhaenyra needed answers and what they are doing carrying a huge shield to the Sept at this late hour.
"Well then, what's this commotion all about?"
Jocelyn, still a bit flushed at getting caught, answered, fidgeting a bit with the shield " Well you see... Myranda was saying how some of her ancestors were buried with their favourite horses... Then it led to how some of the Mormont women were buried with their weapons in honor of their warrior status.."
"What Jocelyn its trying to explain - interrupted Myranda" I just thought while Lady Rhae never raised the sword she was always coming to her beloved people defence, hence the shield for her burial like a true warrior."
Rhaenyra blinked, examinating the shield.
It was made of bronze, runes craved into its borders like the Royce banner, in its center arranged into cardinal positions where 4 dragons flying : A red on in the north, a pale green on the left, pink on the right and a grey in the south.
"Of course, only if your uncle allows it "
Rhaenyra, smiled a little remembering her Aunt bravery " I am sure he would allow it,"
Notes: Rest in Peace Rhae...
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By the the way Magoose , will one of the Kingsguard acompaining Rhaenyra?
Magoose
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Yes, but not one of our choosing.
Oh boy, at least Cole isnt part of Kingsguard yet.
Magoose
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If I wanst in public I would roll on the floor right now, mr dice likes to prank us poor questers... At least Nyra will have Jocelyn...
Tabascoheath
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God damn it, Krispy Kreme is on the Kingsguard, maybe he'll simp for someone else and not do… all that.
Thats why we needed that matchmaker skill !!!!!!!!!!
Okay @Tabascoheath who would Cole simp if not for Nyra, Alicent?
...PLEASE, tell me is not the one coming along! Viserys should know that he hates Daemon, it would be a recipe for Disaster!!
Magoose
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Well we have a 1 in seven chance of Cole being there... so the odds are against him
Ah, okay.
Its your dice, considering that the chances are 3 in 7 at least.
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To be honest that is probably the Healthiest approach that you can get when your Granpa was one of the craziest and most despised psychos in the Realm (to whom every King that followed is secretly grateful that he destroyed the Faith Militant BUT it is better not to say it out loud)
Well, I bet it will be ser Harold Westerling... He is not yet the commander of the King´s Guard and he has been the Protector of both Lucien and Nyra (and he likes them both) so it is likely that he will be sent with us.
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Here we are hoping for it, ser Harold already has experience in case of assasination atempts.
Tabascoheath
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I have no idea, at this point the only thing that's certain is that he'll fuck up whatever relationship he gets and start whining about how nobody appreciates what he does.
And if he does simp for Alicent then we'll have a serious problem with him.
Ah, the Madlad who stole Viserys' crown when Aegon II. usurped the Throne and brought it to Rhae. I look forward to seeing him in Action.
Question, who serves in the Kingsguard at this moment?
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Hopefully it's a unmarried person, now I am wondering If Magoose has a Simp Point meter like an otome game for Cole and the person who manages to cross the threshold first gets locked on by Cole... Or he has a dice somewhere with all female character Cole met just waiting for disaster.
Question did they put a dragon egg in Baelon craddle yet?
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
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Every time Cole looks at a woman all they hear is the Ace combat alert sound and someone running at them incredibly fast. Turbosimp Criston Cole is like a shitty missile out for terrible relationships.