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"I am afraid no elaborate attire will disguise your visage from my eyes; I shall never been parted from a picture of you toddling on uncertain legs, endeavouring to steal a plate of sweet breads." Ursula had taken charge of Avan's person with a strong sense of gravity; lacing her arm through his, she lead him on a tour of the grand assemblage. Such was her right, amongst the youth; she led not through perfect espionage like some, but through a wisened, fraternal power. Time had proven a benevolent advocate to the Stark --- his whole manner, from his appearance to the timber of his voice, wrought impressions in his favour. He had grown into what so many aspired to be; a person in possession of a pleasant character, which endowed his looks with a deeper mettle. "How have you found the whole affair --- for this gathering is a grand test of your role, is it not? The young wolf, to become a seasoned fixture amidst politics and intrigue."
The crisp, calm night revived Ursula, whose energies had been dampened by the frenzy of the masquerade; such scenes were not her triumph, as she had little to gain in shinning for others edification. But Selyse, who fixed upon Ursula eyes as shining and round as a pair of beads, looked well suited to the scene --- their coffers were of middling note, but no garb would fail to be rendered beautiful upon her person. "You do me a great kindness by accompanying me here; do not tell the others, but you rank high amongst my kin. And certainly, the title of most beloved in law, belongs to you alone." They were positioned upon a wide stone bench, which offered little comfort, but served a humble purpose; to shelter them, as moonlight began creeping across the blackening sky. She spoke no falsehoods, bestowing praises to her daughter in law as a mere statement of fact. Selyse was blessed with a strength of spirit, one that allowed her to give constant strength and comfort to others. Ursula's time upon this mortal coil was waining --- it gave her great comfort, that Selyse would be left the legacy of her house. "Alas --- it is the topic of marriage which settles upon my heart with a fury; I worry that future matches shall be difficult, on the account of our house's reception here. Alysanne surely speaks to you more freely --- does she share my concerns?"
ā Ā i Ā hold Ā no Ā doubts Ā that Ā your Ā intentions Ā are Ā only Ā the Ā best Ā for Ā the Ā queen, Ā āĀ jaqen Ā repeated Ā for Ā what Ā felt Ā to Ā be Ā the Ā umpteenth Ā time, Ā palm Ā of Ā his Ā hand Ā resting Ā on Ā the Ā hilt Ā of Ā his Ā sword, Ā posture Ā loose Ā despite Ā the Ā falcon Ā like Ā stare Ā he Ā had Ā swept Ā across Ā the Ā ball Ā throughout Ā the Ā masquerade. Ā ā Ā however, Ā i Ā will Ā ask Ā for Ā you Ā to Ā step Ā away Ā to Ā enjoy Ā the Ā rest Ā of Ā your Ā evening, Ā as Ā she Ā will Ā her Ā own. Ā āĀ the Ā patience Ā had Ā started Ā to Ā wear Ā thin, Ā an Ā edge Ā to Ā his Ā tone Ā that Ā had Ā lacked Ā the Ā two Ā previous Ā times. Ā he Ā could Ā hear Ā the Ā scoff Ā of Ā annoyance Ā despite Ā the Ā music Ā thrumming Ā through Ā the Ā hall, Ā his Ā gaze Ā finding Ā the Ā next.Ā ā Ā are Ā you Ā in Ā need Ā of Ā something Ā ? Ā ā
"Please accept my apologies --- for I lack both a desire to interrupt the queen, or to cause you distress; though I believe annoyance, is a more apt descriptor." His mistress chatted away volubly, floating above the mass upon a gilded dais. Ursula nursed no aspirations to ascend its steps, finding the prospect of such an audience a wonderfully demeaning thought; pride lurked in her heart, unmitigated by her dwindling prospects. "I came in search of one of my children; mistakenly, I believed I saw their countenance. But I would not bother you with such a trivial matter; your burden exceeded mine in spades." His gaze was cool, but his severity elicited a sense of sympathy in Ursula's chest --- she knew he spoke to her out of calm duty and indifference, rather than genuine interest. But the occasion to speak to one so wholly different from herself, outranked any notion of becoming a nuisance. " Do you enjoy gatherings such as this, even when bound to your oaths? Or is it a weary thing, to stand guard and observe such merriment?"
Dohyun's alert airs, and the deep, intent keenness of his eye, fashioned him upon first glance as a man of great intellect and power; his appointment had been at the behest of a torrid commotion, but such a role was becoming on him. He was well equipped to vouchsafe tokens of politeness and civility --- she found his manner welcoming, no matter his true feelings. "The mysteries of our world have always been vast, but on the subject of dragons, I believe it is a question that will linger for an age; can you imagine the sight? A fledgling fire breather, staking its claim upon the skies once more." They were creatures whom demanded display, commanding an inherently reckless disposition; Ursula missed the sight of them, all the same. "I cannot lodge a single complaint; it is truly a palace of veritable luxury. I have no doubt your hand has orchestrated much of the successes these past days --- has our descending upon kings landing in droves been a welcome change, or a wonderful irritant upon your nerves? I would not judge you for the later; we all bring with us, a terrible mound of baggage."
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All was still now; festivities had swollen to their peak and settled, and darkness had set in, save for the candles that adorned the sitting room. Safely installed in the quarters allotted to their house, Ursula was dressed in a modest gown and cap; the sanctity of this room required no showy display. She had penned a notice to Alysanne with great pleasure, having written in a benignant mood that she wished for them to convene for tea. If she were to confess the truth, Ursula had called her daughter to her side to gratify the maternal pangs of her heart; more and more she craved tenderness to return to their conversations, to not let odious burdens not taint their time. Thorny distance had blossomed between them, but moments still arose, when the golden glimmer of childhood returned to Alysanne's eyes; Ursula chased such instances with a fury. As Alysanne's frame emerged beneath the wooden entryway, Ursula stirred into a sitting position; she had reclined within the plush seat, quietly relishing its luxury. She would never indulge in such excess in her own home; the cost would be too great. "Come, sit beside me; let us share a quiet moment of communion together. You have yet to outgrow such things, I hope --- the time I have left with you beneath my roof, has begun to run thin."
Her lip wore a pleasant smile, placed neatly upon a countenance that wore an expression only of lightness. It pleased her to look upon Alysanne; her eyes a dark rich gift of nature, and her fathers blood --- but her brow, high and clear, was Ursula's in its entirety. Ursula bore great love for Alysanne's beauty, for it was not merely an endowment of fine features; but imbued with the depth only a fineness of character and mind could bring. "It has been impressed upon me, more clearly than ever, how precious an opportunity we have been bestowed --- to make inroads with the other houses, and find those who champion the same causes. We have not found peace in our previous discussions; but I wish to hear you now, whatever truth you desire to offer me."
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late evening, day four, outside the red keep
it had been many years since she had been in king's landing, the last time being the wedding of the crown prince and the lady ysara. she hated this foul city, the closeness of the people, the smell of rot and stink that never seems to leave, the whispers and watching eyes. she never understood why so many fought to rule this place. she'd much rather be back home in sunspear, but when the king requests everyone to come, you weren't one to deny him even if you would rather be anywhere but here. with hands clasped behind her back, obella walked along the yard, looking up at the dusk sky. "the city seems so less grand without the dragons, i still expect them to call through the clouds, and yet..." her words trailed off. what power did the targaryens have without their dragons? time will show the truth.
The sky was unbecoming above Ursula's head; morose and beclouded, but rainless. Outside the red keep, the boulevards were dimmed by dirt and debree, whirled across stoney paths by the unfortunate souls forced to make their homes there. She had come to Obella's side by chance, but had taken to a leisurely stroll with a pleasant interest; odd plants here and there were trodden down by their rambling, their stems weakened by lack of watering and care. "To think, there are those born who shall never know such a sight --- I had never envisioned a day when the sky was not furnished by their presence." She dared not advance the thought, nor dream it, that a resurrection would take place; . Being neither a heretic nor an ardent worshipper of the gods, Ursula's faith was given credence by some other power. "I am unsure who must reckon with the dragons demise more --- the Targaryen's themselves, or us?"
The strong magnetism of one so ingratiated with the king was stimulant enough to knock anyone out of orbit; Ursula, intrigued by his solitary position, could not protest her feet against approaching his person. There were no overt pleas to be made, nor did any futile attempts at flattery cross her mind; Ursula came to speak to Dohyun the man, and nothing more. With his usual ripeness of judgement, the Hand offered his thoughts on the performance --- in truth, the play had settled a great sense of melancholy atop Ursula's head, and she was commanded to concede to his point. "I confess, I felt morose at the sight of former glories --- but there is little use in extinguishing the past, surely? And such a time may rise again; though it may seem futile, I have great faith in how little we know of the magic of dragons."
location: on one of the many red keep's balconies, hours after the velaryon heir's loss against the ruling lord of raventree hall -- day two of the event
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the applause had long since faded from her ears. the court had already found something else to occupy its attention, as it always did. a few matches of cyvasse were hardly enough to hold the realm's interest for more than a handful of passing conversations, particularly when the outcome had seemed almost inevitable. a ruling lord had prevailed. the velaryon heir had fallen to a player with decades more experience. there was little shame in losing. at least, that was what everyone kept insisting. whether laenora believed it herself was another matter entirely.
laenora stood upon one of the red keep's balconies overlooking the sea, the evening breeze tugging lazily at the silks gathered around her frame. somewhere below, waves broke rhythmically against the cliffs, indifferent to victories and defeats alike. she had come searching for silence. instead, she found herself replaying the match move by move. not the final checkmate, the move before it. no -- the one before that.
her fingers absently traced invisible paths across the stone balustrade, as though the weathered stone had become another cyvasse board entirely. she could still picture every piece exactly where it had stood. every sacrifice. every feint. every decision that had seemed entirely reasonable in the moment. in the end, it had not been a single brilliant move that defeated her, but the quiet accumulation of many. the realization was strangely comforting.
the sound of approaching footsteps stirred her from the endless replay unfolding within her thoughts. she did not turn immediately, allowing the silence to linger for another heartbeat before speaking with the same easy composure she had worn at the end of the match.
"if you've come to offer condolences," she said lightly, her gaze still fixed upon the darkening horizon, "i've been thoroughly reassured that there is no shame in losing."
only then did she glance over her shoulder. a faint, polite smile finding its way across her features as a stray breeze lifted the pale streak woven through the left side of her dark curls.
Ursula's good mood, embellished by fine wine and company, had urged her to stroll in search of a moment of quiet reflection. Having roamed so aimlessly as to have attracted notice by guards, a right turn was taken, in pursuit of a stream of dimming daylight across the marbled floors. Ursula's stride onto the balcony was broken momentarily, upon taking sight of another already stationed there. All those in possession of Valyrian blood retained a disquieting beauty that would never cease to render Ursula momentarily still. Beauteous, as well moulded and cold as marble, there would never be enough adoration from the public that would eclipse the love they bore for themselves. Her smooth steps had caught Laenora's attentions, and Ursula bent her ear, eager to hear whatever missives she would be offered. But in lieu of a callous dismal, Laenora relieved both of their conceiousness with her declaration; they would not be forced to entertain dull pleasantries.
She sought to match the others amiable, if not constricted, smile upon her own countenance; and withheld the rising thought, that Laenora was very much in her element; hair drifting beneath the winds feather touch, whilst waves spilled upon the rocks below. "I shall table all notions of offering charity, as it shall do neither of us to entertain re-enactments of prior conversations. But for what it is worth, I have always found a loss most arresting; what better stimulant in future ventures?" As was her wont, Ursula waxed such lines with a pretty humour, and full sincerity. She did not move to rest beside Laenora, but she ventured to make her own place upon the balcony; resting her arms against the railing, she relished the dewy evening air's influence against her skin. "What topics of conversation best please you? I shall make no further mention of events past, but I cannot venture to guess what would amuse you in its stead. And if silence is your desire, I shall not break such a creed."
( hĆ¼lya avÅar, 60, she/her, tully a )Ā āĀ king maelor offers his welcome to ruling liege ursula tully, of riverrun. across the realm, they are praised as benignant and devoted though courtly whispers insist they can also be obstinate and presumptuous behind closed doors. still, their allegiance is said to lie with house tully. their presence evokes imagery of dark clouds breaking apart the heavens, dark hair swept beneath an aged and worn golden pin, pages of parchment littering a wide oak table, held in place by a candle whose influence has begun to wane, enough to inspire any storyteller. with so many tales in circulation, separating truth from fiction may prove no easy task. ( juno, 28, she/her, gmt, none)Ā
fullĀ nameĀ : ursula tullyĀ
nicknamesĀ : tbd Ā Ā
titlesĀ : ruling liege of riverrun
ageĀ : sixtyĀ
dateĀ ofĀ birthĀ : october 15th
genderĀ andĀ pronounsĀ : cis woman, she/her
orientationĀ : bisexualĀ
faceclaimĀ : hĆ¼lya avÅar
hairĀ : dark, almost blackĀ
eyesĀ : light blue
heightĀ : 5ā6Ā
siblingsĀ : sibling of the ruling liege, sibling of the ruling liegeĀ
maritalĀ statusĀ : wed
childrenĀ : lady alysanne tully, tully c, tully e
otherĀ relativesĀ : lady selyse (daughter in law), five grandkids (damn!)Ā
political involvement: Ursula, amidst so much instability, stands firm in her commitment to brokering peace across the river lands, and Westeros. She remains steadfast in the teachings bestowed upon her by her parents; that diplomacy shall outlast bloodshed, and fraternity is what binds Westeros, not power. Despite this, Ursula is not naive to the whispers that surround her delicate position of power ā increasingly, she feels the tepid nature of her housesā influence, and the dangers instability shall bring. As House Tully does not have deep coffers or mighty armies, Ursula utilises her skills of diplomacy as her currency, to increasingly fraught circumstances.Ā Her childhood was shaped by her parents ardent desire to prepare their child for her pending duty --- Ursula was reared under the weight of responsibility, though her parents possessed little foresight into the calamities to come. Thus, Ursula retrains a certain inability to comprehend those who do not seek to apply themselves wholly to their titles, or those who view a different manner of leadership (particularly those who hunger for unmitigated power).
She is a voice of reason against increasing madness and conspiracy, eager to lend a hand to others disputes for a sensible resolution. House Tully remains a gateway of peace under her direction, though its effectiveness as of late, remains questioned. Even if others believe her tender headed and deluded in her aims, Ursula remains a vital part of maintaining peace; few are as devoted to stability as House Tully, who stands to gain nothing should chaos or war remain. She fosters good will through longstanding relationships, acts of good, and loyalty. Alliances and kinship bind House Tully together, and Ursula cannot afford to lose allies or good will.Ā
character arc: Ursulaās foundational tenets are those ascribed to House Tully ; family, duty, honour. She abides by such virtues, to the extent that others seek to undermine her ā particularly the young, who view her actions as ill-fitting for the realities of Westeros. Ursula is an understanding, empathetic person ā but she struggles to understand those who do not share her world view, particularly the contrarian views of her beloved daughter. Tensions within her own home will shape her journey, as opposing views of how the Tullyās shall survive become too pressing to sweep aside; Ursulaās family is the cornerstone of her life. If her children and relations find her opinions unrelenting, and her direction harsh, they are not without good reason; but she believes guiding her house beneath its founding principles, their only manner for survival. Ursula is openly affectionate, yet equally willing to refute opposing views within her home - it is a stubbornness she has yet to truly recognize.
Well spoken, with a calming manner, Ursula seeks to command a room through clarity and wisdom; she believes above all else, that strength of arms cannot overtake a strong mind, and steady conviction. As the group progresses, Ursulaās commitment to peace may be tested ā personal tragedies, great crimes, or a decisive moment, where peace is not a presentable option. Her core beliefs will be tested, and unveil new parts of herself; perhaps those that are less predictable, and far more acerbic. She desires peace for all, but the continuation of her house remains above all else, and her quest to preserve her family legacy may force her hand to do what no Tully has ever dreamed of. I hope to explore the question of faith in goodness, through Ursula ā in the face of such reckless hate and violence, can such a commitment to noble virtues be maintained? And should violence lay itself upon her door, what recourse of mediation shall she have ā particularly, if her own kin are harmed?Ā
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allies: Whether in the riverlands or elsewhere, those who openly stand or maintain a relationship with the Tully's; it could be a purely transactional agreement, or a deeper connection built upon shared values or ideals. Though the Tully's may be in possession of more fish then gold coins, their friendship is priceless, and they always honour their friends. Ursula is likewise in possession of unwed children she'd like to see well settled.
longstanding bonds: For other older muses, I'd like to cultivate Ursula's relationship with her direct peers --- this does not have to be positive in the least, but those around her age have endured the same events, and have some common bond in dismay over the world their children/ heirs will inherit. Maybe friends in youth, but distanced by marriage and duty ; later in life penpals, or tepid allies, who find reason to set aside past disagreements for greater good. Or simply those who understand what it is like to be growing older, feeling the years slip by, and knowing there is not enough time to prepare the next generation for what is to come.
a sympathetic ear: Ever the referee, Ursula provides your muse with counsel, whether it be on important matters, or more trivial ones. Maybe their communication is secret, and passes only through letters, or private meetings ; this is a more informal arrangement, less pertaining to the official disputes Ursula usually oversees. I also see this as fitting muses who are entirely different from her, and would normally not be one to take advice, particularly from a Tully.
open apathy or animosity : Naturally, the Tully's peacemaking position does not afford them universal love, and their lack of material wealth inspires disregard --- while some may mask their dislike, others shall surely be open with it. Ideal for those who see no use in making a positive bond with Ursula, or see her as an adversary; and whilst Ursula endeavours to avoid pettiness, she is not above dislike or conflict (particularly for those who insult her house). This could also apply to those who once shared a pleasant relationship with her ; but she sided with another in a conflict, or brokered a peace deal that shafted your muse / their house.
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