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"I am sure if you had asked, some liege probably would have taken the chance to show off so they could teach you how to do so. But then again I heard not all northerners are nice." He teased about the region. It earned Dominic some looks but he did not care.
"I had hoped to do the stone put. It looks easy. The other games do not interest me enough." He admitted to the other as he leaned against the fence.
"children are curious. they will probably enjoy the presence of visitors. more than any of you will," of them, too, but gilliane has to pretend to have made their peace with it ā for all of the anger that blooms in their chest, they know that it is not all for bad. something will come out of this gathering, as the gods shall have it. "i don't suppose outright anger will do any good." gilliane advices. "peace is what your grandsire would tell us to seek." but then, cregan stark wasn't the most jolly fellow of the seven kingdoms, so they can only wonder how he would do this ā just barely. they don't truly want the old wolf mending bridges today, regardless of what they say. "five days to go still, dacey. can you handle that?"
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"Well im not much a hammer throwing guy but I've seen quite a few people throw it earlier in the day more farther. I take it the leige isn't one who is used to doing as so." He answered. Dominic half expected the other to make a comment on him for what he said but just maybe they were also in agreement.
"Its all in the grip I think. My brother weilds an axe himself and if its anything similar to it, I think its the same principle." He says. "Though i could just be saying some shit and be totally wrong for all I know." The ironborn admits. "Are you partaking in an of the other contests or do you prefer to admire the view instead?"
"It has been quite some time since the North has played host to many people. At least that is what my lord husband has told me. So I would not say it was not a disturbance just more along the lines of having to prepare and hoping there is enough." They were all still recovering from the last five years. Rosalyn had even asked her ruling cousin for help. She did not want to as rhe Vale had already helped out so much but last thing she had wanted was to hear some Southerner complain of them lacking things.
"Though i hope what has been provided is wnough to satisfy our Crown and neighbors." She answered with a smile that was too sweet.
he Ā allows Ā his Ā gaze Ā to Ā track Ā over Ā the Ā princess's Ā features Ā then Ā back Ā to Ā the Ā glittering Ā statue, Ā tracing Ā over Ā the Ā clean Ā lines. Ā an Ā objective Ā thing Ā of Ā beauty, Ā yet Ā the Ā voice Ā of Ā his Ā father Ā rung Ā clear Ā in Ā his Ā head. Ā all Ā that Ā looked Ā pleasing Ā to Ā the Ā eye Ā not Ā what Ā it Ā seemed Ā ā Ā what Ā glittered Ā not Ā gold.Ā ā Ā i Ā would Ā assume. Ā ā Ā had Ā often Ā felt Ā as Ā though Ā if Ā the Ā war Ā itself Ā would Ā not Ā be Ā his Ā death, Ā it Ā would Ā be Ā the Ā heated Ā sands Ā with Ā their Ā choking Ā nature. Ā each Ā time Ā a Ā retreat Ā allowed Ā for Ā them Ā to Ā return Ā to Ā the Ā stormlands Ā he Ā took Ā to Ā it Ā with Ā a Ā vengeance  ⦠ and Ā now Ā they Ā were Ā here. Ā ā Ā i Ā have Ā little Ā interest Ā in Ā games. Ā i Ā wanted Ā to Ā see Ā the Ā statue Ā without Ā many Ā bodies Ā around Ā to Ā allow Ā me Ā a Ā better Ā look Ā and Ā pay Ā my Ā respects Ā to Ā a Ā man Ā whose Ā legacy Ā preceded Ā him. Ā ā Ā someone Ā that Ā he Ā could Ā look Ā to, Ā difference Ā of Ā regions Ā be Ā ignored, Ā especially Ā when Ā he Ā had Ā gone Ā into Ā combat Ā with Ā his Ā ilk. Ā ā Ā am Ā i Ā interrupting Ā you Ā ? Ā ā Ā Ā
the grunt comes. wrinkles gather at the corners of their eyes as they squint, not yet having formed an opinion upon the statue. eyeing the princess with both respect and suspicion, still uncertain of how to read her smile, but the lady dayne rarely smiles for anybody. she was not the full targaryen representation, all too willing to be folded against love, but for the martells, perhaps that was for the best. but for dorne? ā the procession was thoughtful, but why need an idol or reminder? did his actions not speak louder than the rest of it? ... i would strike a statue down of me. ā another grunt. everyone is far too willing to exaggerate how nice and well - thought a man was when he passed.
ā let my legacy speak for itself. folk will say what they wish ... your grace. they'll stand at the feet of this statue and take out all they couldn't on the living. it disturbs me, but ... ā ending with a shrug. she clearly enjoys it, entertains the notion. acrasia, rather aware of how they don't wish to fumble a tentative friendship with their liege martell's spouse.
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with her eyes closed, she could be as much of a part of this place as the very heartree that welcomes its visitors ā even red of hair they are both, though the thought does not bring a smile to her lips until the arrival of another draws her attention from the plenitude of the wilderness. dacey feels like an outlander in these lands now, gilliane knows, but can't help cherish the approach, even if it is not as well - guided as one would like for she means to pry them away from here and gilliane does not wish to leave so.
but they know they must. yet, for a moment longer, they remain. "no." it's half a lie. she knows what she must do, but the body does not wish to go through with it. "i have been trying to escape to tell the children that they must do such long procession for a grandfather who lies underneath the ground of their own home." a procession may feel necessary for other northman, but not to the stark, who slept with their dead as if they were still part of themselves. "do you think karlon has rid me of that burden or i shall find them in bed yet?" there is faint amusement on the severity of her face as she glances to the woman on her side. "would you rather be in bed, yourself?"
the targaryen princess ( for that was what daenys would always be to her, no matter how many dornish babes she bore for akshay, just as coryanne would always be the martell princess ) was something of a mystery to her ā in many ways, they mirrored each other in that they had been forced to serve as pawns to ensure the peace between their people. love had blossomed, slowly but surely, between coryanne and gaemon, but she had never been comfortable enough to prod her siblings about their own love lives, and the idea of akshay, softening for his targaryen bride, sat uneasily in the gut.
was this how the rest of westeros saw her ? an outsider, one that would sway their king into making wrong decisions ? it made her sympathetic to daenys for a brief moment, enough that she accepts the arm that is offered, leaning into her goodsister for warmth. coryanne hated that they had been forced so far north for a dead man she cared naught for, but perhaps something good might come from this.
ā it is times like these when i do not envy your brother for the burden he carries ... king, conciliator and miracle worker. ā coryanne rolled her eyes, allowing the conversation to flow towards more pleasant topics. she groaned as she thought of her pregnancy, the weight of the babe heavy on her back. ā well enough, all things considered. i am trying to make my peace with the fact that i will likely have this baby in the north or gods forbid, the riverlands. ā she grimaced. ā we've brought all three of the boys ... it will be good for baelon to see his future kingdom and well ... if baelon goes, then aeryn must go. ā and she would not be parted from rhaegar, though that needn't mention.
ā if you need some time to yourself, please feel free to drop nymor and rhaena off with me ... i intend to stay inside whenever possible, and rhaegar could use the company. his brothers are ... less patient with him. ā
during : the time of northernĀ games - hammerĀ throw
this was one of the places he had yet to visit fully. he had seen the shores of the North but stepping foot on it was a different story. the ironborn were hated mostly everywhere. so it came no surprise when he walked amongst the crowd, pretending to play the little noble lord, the looks that came his way. some stared at times because of his height but others was because of the house sigil pin he wore on chest. the one that shone brightly of a silver kraken, a preference of his over the traditional gold, on black field. still he could not hide his smirk as some stared with disgust and others who think they could tame the ironborn.
as he approached a post to lean on, he watched someone throw the hammer and could not help but say some commentary on it to the person who stood near him who did not ask for this. " is it a little sad i can feel pity for the liege? all the muscle on him and yet he cannot throw the hammer any farther than a young child would throw their toy when they are having a tantrum. shameful really." dominic said sarcastically.
name:Ā allyria sand.Ā Ā alternatively:Ā n/a.Ā Ā nickname(s):Ā lyria ( by family ).Ā Ā age:Ā twenty-eight.Ā Ā dateĀ ofĀ birth:Ā first day of the 8th moon, 152 a.c.Ā Ā placeĀ ofĀ birth:Ā starfall, dorne.Ā Ā gender:Ā cis woman.Ā Ā pronouns:Ā she / her.Ā Ā sexualĀ orientation:Ā bisexual.Ā Ā religion:Ā faith of the seven, not especially devout.Ā Ā title:Ā none.Ā Ā languages:Ā the common tongue, fluent. rhoynish, somewhat fluent.Ā Ā affiliation:Ā house dayne, dorne.
faceclaim:Ā maddison jaizani.Ā Ā hairĀ color:Ā dark brown.Ā Ā hairĀ style:Ā typically wears her hair loose and wavy, it reaches the very end of her back. will sometimes wear it braided back when doing things like horseback riding.Ā Ā eyeĀ color:Ā hazel.Ā Ā height:Ā five foot, seven inches.Ā Ā bodyĀ modifications:Ā pierced ears.Ā Ā clothingĀ style:Ā dresses in typical dornish fashion with looser and more flowy gowns. doesn't particularly enjoy northern attire that feels more suffocating to her. loves purples, reds and oranges.Ā Ā distinguishingĀ characteristics:Ā doe eyes, full lips.Ā Ā signatureĀ scent:Ā nectarines and vanilla.
disorders:Ā n/a.Ā Ā allergies:Ā n/a.Ā Ā sleepingĀ habits:Ā light sleeper, wakes up often throughout the night.Ā Ā eatingĀ habits:Ā not especially picky.Ā Ā sociability:Ā very social, loves talking to people.Ā Ā addictions:Ā n/a.Ā Ā alcoholĀ use:Ā moderate, prefers dornish red above all.Ā Ā drugĀ use:Ā none.
likes:Ā horse back riding, sunbathing, socializing, dress - making.Ā Ā dislikes:Ā rude people, sitting still, those who are close minded.Ā Ā fears:Ā never becoming better.Ā Ā habits:Ā rubbing the dyes off her hands and onto her dresses, always preening.Ā Ā weaponĀ ofĀ choice:Ā an ornate dagger.Ā Ā weather:Ā sunny, clear skies.Ā Ā color:Ā purple.Ā Ā beverage:Ā dornish red.Ā Ā food:Ā shellfish.Ā Ā animal:Ā cats.Ā Ā season:Ā summer.
ii. background
allyria was the firstborn to lady acrasia dayne, the future sword of the morning and ruling lady of starfall. lucky for the lady, her birth was no great feat. allyria had come easy, within a few hours of the lady going into labor. she was born crying loudly and healthy.
of course, a healthy birth and a happy household would not change her status as a bastard, though. sure, bastards are more accepted in dorne than anywhere else in westeros, but there was always some small semblance of shame that lived within allyria.
perhaps that is why she tried her hardest to excel in all the ways she could, showing her mother and all those that were watching that she could be a lady, even without the title.
sitting for her studies was always hard for her, as she struggled with paying attention at times. still, she did her best to learn what she could about what it mean to be a daughter of starfall.
as she grew older, she also found a love of making clothing. not only could she sew garments well, but she knew how to dye them herself as well using mixtures of different berries and various flowers that grew in the area.
this knowledge would then lend itself to her interest in cosmetics as well. once again, she would use her knowledge of different plants to turn them into various beauty products, some to enhance her features and others used to preserve one's looks in the face of aging.
she also has a way with words, being quite the social butterfly. she knows exactly how to get one someone's good side and get them to like her, even if they come from vastly different backgrounds.
she has a talent for fooling many a people into believing she is indeed a lady in her title, and many are shocked upon finding out that she is actually a bastard.
has a great love for her homeland, but also a desire to see what the rest of westeros has to offer.
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"That is certainly a word to use to describe the statue." It was taking much to hold back her words. She clearly did not know the other well enough to say what she truly thought of it. How the statue was anything but marvelous. How it felt as if it was almost an insult from the Crown and his people. But she held back for the sake of her husband. For he had asked her to play nice and for him, she would.
"The procession was quite a spectacle to say the least. Something most northerners are not used to but it was a way to pay respect to someone aa respectable as Cregan Stark." Rosalyn answered as diplomatically as she could. "Has the North been treating you well?"