A Life Alone:
-[X]Mourning: Your father was dead… Your Family was dead… how could you feel anything else, but great sadness.
It was a quiet mourning. It was a small, terrible affair that made your heartache. You wanted to weep, to howl in pain and agony at the loss of your family, to try and at least fill the hole left behind.
It could never be filled by… anything.
-[X]Alone: You did not align yourself with anyone. Let them play politics and alliances. One man was not worth the vote. Abstaining was a legitimate form of representation. No one would control your voice in the destiny of the Freehold… It did not deserve it.
The Regent was an old friend of your father… a friend from the Legion back when he was a Legate of the Legion.
Gaelor Daleris. Former Legate of the fifth legion, Former Military Tribune and Tribune of the Wingless, now the acting Senator for the House of Eleanor.
He was a good man and would respect your wishes of abstinence in Senatorial politics.
He had his fill… and would keep you informed if you so wished.
But you had one last surprise from the Senate.
Gaenar Gaeliar in his infinite wisdom… tried to confiscate your family's dragon eggs. But it was vetoed… you had suffered enough to face such punishment.
He was furious that you did not pledge support to his faction or his war.
And he would get his war… one way, or another.
Reward: A Close Personal Ally of the family has taken command of the seat, and will respect your wishes.
A Threat has been made to you.
-[X]Taking Account: Your father and family had a long list of coin, and assets meant only one thing. You needed to secure them before they were seized by opportunists and opportunistic enemies. Rolled:
1D100 => 86+75= 161
Well now… that was something.
You believed that the Senate would have seized the family assets, taking more than just the dragons from you. They would have taken everything from you…
Everything, except the lands that had been yours for centuries, back when the family was nothing more than sheepherders, respected for wool, and for farmland… but not in wealth.
But it was rather thankful than that your father had, in death, saved everything in the family's fortune.
He had amended all the wills of your family… every single branch of your family's vast members, over the course of his life, to leave everything, in the event of a massive disaster… to you.
He had persuaded everyone in the family to do that…
He was nothing, if not far-sighted… or paranoid to keep your business in the family… or to you.
But they were there, waiting to be exploited.
He even left his legionary armor and his sword. Magic forged Steel, he had earned back when he won a triumph for winning the war in Ghiscar when he was a young man.
Reward:
Gain: Ten million gold.
Gain Valyrian Steel Sword, A Suit of Valyrian Steel Armor.
Business Can now be worked on (There are so many businesses that you have a finger in, you can do a write in and there is a 95% that business will be at least partially owned by you)
You can now manage the estate and make it grow.
-[X]Bury Your Family: Your family's corpses deserved a proper burial. You are going to make sure that they will rest in peace. Rolled:
1D100 => 64+40=104
It was… a simple matter. The bodies of your family… every single one of them was brought to the family home.
The pyres had taken much of the month to prepare…
You needed to make sure that they would not destroy your home.
Each was individually placed on a pyre… and Vhaeron would do the rest.
His blue flames engulfed each pyre.
And there was nothing left but ash.
The Past had died with your family…
Only the future remained.
Reward: Your Family has been placed to rest.
There is nothing left to cling onto.
You feel a little better about life.
-[X]Ride your Dragon: You want to fly away for awhile… Spend time with the only thing that cares about you. Rolled:
1D100 => 95+110= 205
Vhaeron had felt the pain that you had been through… the terrible loss that had affected you had also affected him.
His protectiveness for you had only increased since you returned home. Every night when you went to sleep, he rested with one eye open outside your room, wrapping his head around the door and keeping his eye on you.
But that was not the strangest thing…
You had heard him speak in your mind…
A soft, comforting voice. "Sleep now, brother… For we are one, and all."
When you woke again… you were on his back, at a small cave in the mountains. Blue flames were glowing in the dark, prepared by your dragon.
"Look to your hand, and see the mark I have given." The Dragon whispered in your mind. "My power is yours… if you learn… and you trust in our bond."
And on it was a mark of the Dragon… a scale on your hand… growing and replacing the skin. "Then what happens?" You asked.
"I can only offer so much… But it is enough for you to learn my powers… and gain your own."
Reward: Dragon Hearted Morphs into the Trait: Dragon Bonded: You draw on your dragon's supernatural vitality to resist disease and poison. His voice speaks in your mind as if you understand him… And his magic is your to command… if you learn how to access it. (You may now learn Dragonite Magic... ??? Addition to Dragon knowledge. Interesting things have begun to change in your body to be able to handle that great power that Dragon gives you)
Life begins to feel… a little better. In some ways at least.
Warning: Going too far down the dragon path is… dangerous and may possibly lead to mutation. And death… as the Human body can only handle so much change before it up and dies.
-[X]My Best Friend: Rhaerya came riding in on her horse… she wanted to see you… to make sure you were okay. After all, that's what friends were for.
1D100 => 100+50=150
Rhaerya came to you on horseback, a few weeks after your little adventure with Vhaeron. She came when you were watching the fountain slowly refill and drain… the wonders of the villa, so captivating in your youth, was something that filled you with great sadness.
This place was silent… utterly silent without the running of children. The shouting of workers and family members playing with each other, whether it be games, training or just a random imaginative struggle.
With stories of the past quietly filling them with greatness.
"Rhaegon?" She said your name as she dismounted. Ethereal was her beauty, that was all you could describe her as. A goddess taken in human form. Someone who was completely unworthy of being seen by the lowest of the low… Like you. "Are you okay?"
Her hand went towards your injured hand, but you pulled away, turning away, not wanting to face her. "I'm okay."
"Did you do that to yourself?" She asked.
You didn't answer her. "Why are you here?" You asked. "There's nothing here for you… there's nothing to gain from a tainted family."
She frowned. "Is that all you think I am, some woman who wishes to use you!? To replace the family that was lost so mine can replace it?"
You glared at her, your eyes showing your anger and grief. "Isn't it? That was what your father wanted."
"My father does not control me." She stated. "You of all people should know that."
You did not say anything for a moment, trying your best to say something that could strike a pain in her mind.
"Then why didn't he veto Gaenar's Law to execute my father! My family! He was the only Tribune that could have done so!" You shouted.
There was no word that she could say that could strike back at you, even her wit and cleverness had limits.
Except she slapped you in the face, both with words, and her hand. "Because he's a coward who cares more for power than his family…And I would rather be with you, a disgraced man who lost his family, than him."
You froze. Everything still hurts...But she then gave you a hug. "I'd rather be with my family… and that family is you."
Reward: Ally Gained: Rhaerya Agaelor joins your villa.
You begin feeling so much better.
Suicide Roll:
1D100 => 37-10=27
You cried… You cried so hard that you did not feel the comfort of your dragon in your mind, keeping you safe.
But Rhaerya was the one who kept your feet firmly on the ground.
She was the one who stopped you from jumping…
She was saving you.
Reward: You are beginning to heal.
But the ghosts still haunt your dreams. Begging for revenge.
What do you do next:
(Choose 6 actions.)
[]Vila Ventures: Your Family's villa was home to one of the greatest assets to your family… Sheep and Grapes. You were known throughout the world as of the Great producers of wine… perhaps you can find a way to become even better.
[]Business Ties: Your father had a long laundry list of Businesses… You're going to get your toes wet… and you are going to make them… yours. (Write in what business you wish to take over)
[]A Dish Served: You are going to… visit the Agaelor family. And make it clear… that if you were not… well, begged for mercy by their daughter… you would kill them all. But you were not Aegon… You were better.
[]A Scaly Conundrum: You have a Dragon Scale on your hand… a mark from your dragons bond with you… You need to know if it had ever happened before.
[]A True Friendship: Rhaerya wishes to spend more time with you… she wants to make sure you are not… planning to hurt yourself. She wants the best from you… and for you as well.
[]Petition… and Prostitution, and Pettince: You wish to make your opinions known for all of Valyria to here… Let the Consul know that you… will never accept an illegal law to remove your dragon eggs.
[]Dragon Hatching: Rhaerya deserves so much more than you can give her… so you'll give her something that no can truly be given… A Dragon egg… and with it… a Dragon.
[]Dragon Eggs: You need to see the Dragon eggs… to find out if any were ready to hatch.
[]Choose a Hobby: You wish to have a hobby, something to take the edge off of all the stress. (Write in below of what that hobby is)
[]Visiting Home: Your Home is empty… but the memories there are enough to make you… reminisce about better times.
[]A Regent in Control: Your father's senate seat has a regent… a man who was appointed by the Consul to rule until you were of age… You will not allow yourself to become a puppet to the man who murdered your father.
[]Join the Legion: You want to leave this place. To… go somewhere else. Home is not a place you want to be right now. And a Dragon Rider in the Legion is always welcome with open arms.
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