I do not think an appeal to the Rhoynar will be very helpful in the year 112 AC in the Targaryen Realm. Dorne is not part of the realm, they are the only ones who ever managed to kill a Targaryen dragons, and even now they are an occasional enemy. It would basically be making an appeal to a sorta-kinda-ish enemy nation.
Learning
While you don't bury yourself in books you are decently well-read by the standards of royalty and nobility. Often reading tales of Nymeria's ships in your spare time
Oh nice. I think this lends further credence to the write in about our behavior being part of our duty as a dragonrider given the way we live also actively makes our dragon stronger if the dragonkeepers told us that.
[X] "I could not bear to stand idly by as others suffered when I had the strength to aid them. They told me that it was not a princesses place to do so, but that of a knight. There was no choice. It is who I truly am. And I could not bear to fight my own heart for every day of my life."
Adhoc vote count started by Teen Spirit on Aug 5, 2024 at 3:34 AM, finished with 99 posts and 39 votes.
[X] "I could not bear to stand idly by as others suffered when I had the strength to aid them. They told me that it was not a princesses place to do so, but that of a knight. There was no choice. It is who I truly am. And I could not bear to fight my own heart for every day of my life."
[X] "I just always knew in my heart that this is what I wanted to be. No. That this is who I truly am. Maybe it is selfish of me, but is it not worth fighting for what you know to be the truth?"
[X] "I wanted to protect my family. I knew if my mother ever gave me a brother he would have been a lot younger than me, perhaps even come to throne young, and I wanted to make sure he had someone to protect him."
[X] Write in: "I will not shirk what is needed of me as a royal, least of all now as heir. What would have been of the Rhoynar but dust and ash had Nymeria simply garbed herself in silks and trusted in prince Garin, and later in her husband prince Mors Martell to lead them alone through battle and adversity? What would have been of house Targaryen itself had Rhaenys not brought herself to battle with no less courage then her siblings during conquest time and time again, even at the cost of eventually dying in battle? As a Targaryen and as a dragonrider I have a duty to my house and to the realm to be no less comfortable in armor then in silk and if need be to feel no less at home at a hastily set up barracks then at a palace.
Adhoc vote count started by Teen Spirit on Aug 5, 2024 at 3:34 AM, finished with 99 posts and 39 votes.
[X] "I could not bear to stand idly by as others suffered when I had the strength to aid them. They told me that it was not a princesses place to do so, but that of a knight. There was no choice. It is who I truly am. And I could not bear to fight my own heart for every day of my life."
[X] "I just always knew in my heart that this is what I wanted to be. No. That this is who I truly am. Maybe it is selfish of me, but is it not worth fighting for what you know to be the truth?"
[X] "I wanted to protect my family. I knew if my mother ever gave me a brother he would have been a lot younger than me, perhaps even come to throne young, and I wanted to make sure he had someone to protect him."
[X] Write in: "I will not shirk what is needed of me as a royal, least of all now as heir. What would have been of the Rhoynar but dust and ash had Nymeria simply garbed herself in silks and trusted in prince Garin, and later in her husband prince Mors Martell to lead them alone through battle and adversity? What would have been of house Targaryen itself had Rhaenys not brought herself to battle with no less courage then her siblings during conquest time and time again, even at the cost of eventually dying in battle? As a Targaryen and as a dragonrider I have a duty to my house and to the realm to be no less comfortable in armor then in silk and if need be to feel no less at home at a hastily set up barracks then at a palace.
"I could not bear to stand idly by as others suffered when I had the strength to aid them," you explained. "They told me that it was not a princesses place to do so, but that of a knight. There was no choice. It is who I truly am. And I could not bear to fight my own heart for every day of my life."
"Why must it be you who aids them?" Alicent questioned. "The realm has thousands of men trained with the sword, many of them annointed knights in their own right. What makes you better suited than any of them?"
"How many knights are in this castle?" You turned the questions back on her. "How many of them have done anything to protect the maids when they are forced to bear indignities?"
Alicent was silent. She knew as well as you did that many who proclaimed themselves to be a knight often failed to live up to the virtues they were supposed to embody. And that even many of the good men around you had trouble sparing a second thought for the working women the Red Keep.
"Knighthood is more than just a title I seek to attain, more than just validation of my skills," you explained sincerely. "It is the embodiment of the virtues I hold dear to my heart. Virtues I have the strength to uphold and cannot in good conscience ignore."
How many men had strength comparable to yours and did little with it. You wanted the pagaentry as well, the jousts, the duels, and all that. But to you, it was an entire package. Duty. Honor. Glory. A knight needed all of them to be a knight.
Alicent's expression softens as she stares at you with uncertain eyes.
"When you first started this obession of yours I thought it was just some passing fancy," Alicent admitted. "Later I thought you kept at it because you enjoy upsetting your parents. But I've seen how dedicated you are to training, and you sound as though you speak true. You are quite serious about this."
"I am," you said firmly.
"I find what you do strange, Rhaenyra," Alicent admitted. "You have disregarded duty only so you could place more duty and burdens upon yourself, with any prospect of being rewarded distant at best."
"If I didn't do what I do, I would be regretting every waking moment of my life," you replied.
"Part of me still feels as though you are abusing your station," Alicent said, "but I do not envy the burdens you have put upon yourself."
"They have their drawbacks and their benefits." You flexed one of your arms to make your point, causing Alicent to turn away, her cheeks gaining a now familar red shade to them.
"I-I apologize, again for not being there for you when your mother died," Alicent said as she reassert herself. "It was poor of me to do that. Let me make it up to you. We haven't studied together for the Septa's lessons in years, why don't we start again?"
"I would like that," you replied with a smile.
"Good, meet me here after your training," Alicent said, her words sounding like a command despite the friendly tone. "And be prepared, I've heard you've been slacking on most everything save the histories. That simply won't do for a future queen."
Relationship with Alicent Hightower Improved. New Status: Complicated
"It occured during the blackness of night my lords, during the Hour of the Bat," the aged dragonkeeper explained in Valyrian, "the thief eluded our pursuit."
Any theft against the Crown was a grave insult and a scandal waiting to happen. The theft of a Dragon Egg though? That was a crisis by itself. A direct threat to the Targaryen dynasty and the power that defined it.
The mood in the Small Council was tense and awkward. You could do little more than stare as the dragonkeeper gave his testimony.
"How is it that a single thief was able to evade 50 dragonkeepers?" your father questioned.
Valyrian was more than a second language to you. You learned it at the same time you learned the common tongue, but it was rare to hear your father use it these days. He said it made those outside the family uncomfortable, too aware that their ruling family was not from Westeros originally. Even now you could see what he meant, the older men that surrounded you growing tense. The Dragonkeepers spoke nothing but the tongue of the fallen motherland, and normally they never bothered to set foot in the Red Keep, the affairs of the realm mattering little to their order, but theft of a dragon egg was something that would impact both worlds.
"The thief was Prince Daemon, your grace," the keeper explained, "we could not strike a prince of the blood."
"Daemon?" the King said with surprise.
So not a thief looking for gold then. This was a deliberate insult. Your uncle was on Dragonstone. Wild and unclaimed dragons filled the island. Whatever he needed an egg for, he could have claimed one there and no one would be wiser.
"Daemon left a letter that I think explains his actions," Otto said as Mellos unroled a note.
"It is the pleasure of Daemon Targaryen, Prince of Dragonstone, and rightful heir to the Iron Throne, to announce that he is to take a second wife in the custom of Old Valyria," the Grand Maester read out, each line feeling like a direct slap to the face. "She is to assume the title Lady Mysaria of Dragonstone. She is with child and is to have an egg placed in the babe's cradle."
You found yourself in disbelief, to hear your uncle not only try to usurp your title and positon but to do something so absurd as to claim a second wife as well. The Septs tolerated Targaryen incest, but it had been very clear that taking more than one spouse was a luxury only Aegon had been allowed. Meagor's barbarity had seen to that.
"The prince has invited you to his wedding, your grace," Mellos went on. "It is to be held in two days time."
The invitation sent mutterings of dismay and disbelief throughout the council.
"Who is this Lady Mysaria?" Lord Corlys questioned.
"Daemon's whore," Otto answered bluntly.
The voices of the small council grew distant as your mind focused on Daemon's insult. Did he truly hate you this much? This seemed more than just an effort to take back his status as heir, he seemed intent humilating you and making sure everyone in the Red Keep knew about it. You could barely even imagine a worse insult your uncle could heap upon you at this moment-
Your chest tightened as a horrible thought filled your mind.
"Which egg was it?" You asked, almost choking on your words.
The conversation in the council dies down as all eyes were upon you.
"Which egg did Daemon take?" You demanded in harsh Valyrian.
"It was Dreamfyre's, Princess," the dragonkeeper explained. "The same one you set aside for Baelon."
There was indeed no worse insult your uncle could inflict upon your family. Not content to just mock your dead baby brother as "heir for the day", he was now stealing from him as well.
The king stood up from his chair and began marching.
"Assemble a detachment, Otto," he commanded, his tone filled a cold clear rage. "I will go to Dragonstone myself and drag him back, in chains if need be."
"Your grace," Otto said suddenly as he about jumped out of his chair, "I apologize but I cannot allow it. Daemon's actions are borderline sedition and he is without limit. If you went there, you could be putting yourself in great danger. Let me lead a detachment to Dragonstone instead."
Your father hesistated for a moment before giving into Otto's request.
As the Hand of the King departed, you considered your next steps. You knew your father and the Small Council would forbid you from doing anything, but that wasn't going to stop you.
Your uncle has stolen your castle, laid claim to your titles, made a mockery of your house and insulted your late brother. Part of you wanted to fly off to Dragonstone full of fire and anger, scream at your uncle and make it clear just how much he had disgraced himself and how furious you were at his insults and threats. Make it clear you would not meekly tolerate threats to your position. Another part of you wants to just end this nonsense and get the egg back. Though you going at all could make things even worse than they were already. Things between you and Daemon had been tense as of late, and you were beyond furious with the man. Another dragon added to the mix could lead to violence. Or worse, Daemon getting exactly what he wanted.
You could just ignore Daemon's horrible little grasp for atttention entirely, stay home and just let Otto handle it. The two of you had something of an agreement. It was more than likely that if Otto got Daemon to back down, your uncle would be off to the Stepstones, and out of your hair for years to come. Assuming Otto Hightower could resolve things somewhat peacefully.
How do you Respond to Daemon's Actions?
[] Fly to Dragonstone. Furious. Your uncle had threatened your position and insulted you and your late brother. You are not going to take this quietly. You are going there and you are going to let your pathetic excuse for an uncle know exactly how you felt.
[] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
[] Stay in the Red Keep. There is no need for you to take part in Daemon's farce. QM's Note: So I do not want to make gaining traits a quick thing since otherwise we run the risk of Rhaenyra having too many traits to fast but a few more like this and I can easily see Rhaenyra gaining some Knightly traits. Also to be clear, this is what Daemon did in the show, up to declaring himself the rightful heir, there's a reason the early trailers tried to imply the conflict was more between Rhaenyra and Daemon.
For what we have seen in the show, the best way of getting under Daemon skin is to remain calm and composed...
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
The canon action worked out decently for Rhaenyra.
The challenge is a bit too open to not act on our own. At the same time, I'd really prefer if we coordinated this with Otto.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
I'm hoping we can get some points back with Otto by doing this. If the Dance still ends up happening later down the line, Otto would be a valuable ally.
At first your uncle encouraged your interests but as you grew older, and more brash and bold, he grew distant, you sense he feels threatened by you to some extent.
Do you realize that he could easily capture and rape us, right? I'm convinced.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
Daemons main motivation is family, I doubt he'd try to just kill us there if we don't provoke him, I'm also just interested in seeing what the dynamic between this Rhaenyra and Daemon is at this point, and fighting the rouge prince in a civil war when he inevitably turns Otto into a marshmallow if rhaenyra doesn't show isn't the healthiest spot to explore that dynamic
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
I feel if there is a choice we should let Otto lead the negotiations. Maybe if possoble talk to him before and if he doesn't want us to be with the expedition tell him that "a dragon in your back would make my uncle think twice"
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.
[X] Fly to Dragonstone. Calm. You just want Baelon's egg back and to put an end to this nonsense. You had been insulted, but you weren't going to indulge Daemon by letting him see you upset.