#house tyrell.

♛   AELYN FLORENT

↳ details; female, 25, born on the twelfth day of the sixth month on 481 AC. ↳ status; heterosexual, betrothed, no children. ↳ faceclaim; synnove karlsen. ↳ hails from; the arbor, brightwater keep, the reach. ↳ loyalty; house redwyne, house tyrell.

↳ position/title; eldest daughter of lord florent, ward of house redwyne. ↳ religion; faith of the seven. ↳ magical ability; none. ↳ spoken languages; common tongue. ↳ reason for being in sunspear; to meet her betrothed, prince cedric tyrell.

♛   PERSONALITY

↳ type; enfj-a (protagonist). ↳ alignment; lawful good. ↳ star sign; gemini. ↳ positives; caring, charismatic, altruistic, social, intelligent, adaptable. ↳ negatives; overly idealistic, too selfless, sensitive, indecisive, impulsive, moody.

♛  BIOGRAPHY

↳ family lineage.

Daughter of Lady Arwyn Redwyne and Lord Kivan Florent of Brightwater Keep, Aelyn was born into House Redwyne and Florent, though the circumstances of her birth and early life were rather unfortunate. Her mother, Lady Arwyn Redwyne, the second-born child of House Redwyne and had spent her life being loved and dotted on. When the time came, the beautiful young woman was sent to Brightwater Keep in order to marry the Lord of House Florent, Kivan Florent. Lady Arwyn soon fell pregnant, though everyone’s joy was shorted lived, much like her own as she merely got a chance to hold her baby girl. The new mother caught an infection during childbirth and lost her battle with it after two weeks, leaving the baby girl in the sole care of her father and his family. The Florent family, however, was greatly displeased by the fact that they were given a sickly, weak bride who also gave them a girl instead of an heir. For Aelyn that had consequences; since she was a baby, Aelyn was treated not as a child of Lord Florent, but as an unwanted guest in their home, both by her father and his close family. As a baby, she was raised by her septa, the family had little to no involvement. Soon after her mother’s death, her father remarried and his new wife fell pregnant in a short time after the marriage. As the baby girl was growing older, it was becoming apparent that her father’s new bride did not want her, nor would she allow her to play with her own children. Aelyn was often kept away from her half-siblings or wasn’t allowed to have meals with the rest of the family at all. She often found herself busy with reading, practicing the high harp, dances, and when she could sneak away, she would play with the children of the servants and guards that were around her age. However, her step-mother was a strict woman and would often keep her isolated in her rooms, especially around guests, so none would see the embarrassment of the house. Aelyn felt completely alone and she found solitude in her books when her father and his wife wouldn’t allow her to practice any musical instruments or dances, simply keeping her in her rooms.

She had just turned seven years old when she heard that word had arrived that asked of her to be sent to her mother’s home as a ward. Overhearing the conversation between her father and his family made her almost leap with joy. Even though she was not quite certain of what all that meant, she was simply ecstatic that someone was asking after her, someone wanted her. Not long after, she was all packed up and boarded a ship to travel to the Arbor, her mother’s home, where she would eventually meet her uncle. Clinging to the railings, she watched as the waves rolled by, crashing against the ship, anticipating the time of her arrival. Her time at the Arbor was much like the child had dreamed of since her uncle’s letter arrived; she felt loved and valued, she was cared for, she no longer felt like they were ashamed of her, trying to hide her or wishing to send her away. Her care was trusted to a septa and her mother’s younger sister, and she was brought up learning all kinds of skills, including dances and the high harp she so loved. As the years passed, Aelyn was getting more involved in religious practices, as well as spending her time volunteering in many ways in order to help the less fortunate. Her life was full of love and meaning now, and she was growing to learn more and more about the struggles common people faced in their daily lives. The freedom and happiness she was surrounded by was threatened when her father sent word to her uncle demanding she returns to Brightwater Keep in order to be betrothed and secure the family an alliance. The news devastated her, though she obediently awaited as everything was packed and ready for her departure. Her uncle, Garland Redwyne ordered her trip to be postponed and she hoped and prayed that he had a plan that would not require her to return to those awful people she wished not to acknowledge as her family. News soon arrived naming her uncle Master of War and Ships and her betrothed to the King’s younger brother, Prince Cedric Tyrell.

Aelyn was not displeased if anything she had faith and trust in her uncle’s decision. House Tyrell was a House she had grown fond of through the tellings of her family, reading of their story and achievements. A just and peaceful House, in her opinion. That match secured her, though she was certain her father must not be very pleased with not being the one to make the decision; she regarded her uncle more of a paternal figure than her biological father. Regardless of the opinion of House Florent on the matter, that allowed her to spend more time doing what she loved more, whilst still surrounded by her family; writing and reading. Her love for books had grown as she grew older. Spending a lot of time in town, and a lot of it in the library or the local bookshop. In all actuality, the bookshop held a familiarity to her since it was the first place she visited at the Arbor and a place she frequented; books had been her getaway when she was living in Brightwater Keep and this place offered a certainty. Aelyn befriended the old gentleman, often helping him out in the store. However, wanting to truly feel free and nobody to know her, really, she dressed in commoner clothing when visiting the store, not wishing to be offered any special treatment because of the status and name. She quickly became friends with the older man, so much so he treated her more like a daughter. It was one of those times when he confided in her about how stressed he was regarding the raise of taxes again. A fact that she confirmed was not a lone case; she knew many common people, and she spoke to most of them pretending to struggle herself, finding out they all faced similar problems. It was an awakening call. The young girl felt obligated to help, however, in reality, she held no real power over such matters, so she turned to what she knew best, wishing it would end up helping her friend, and all those who struggled financially or otherwise. She started writing her own pieces, mainly political ones, persuading the people to demand more rights or the leaders to be more compassionate towards their subjects. Her writings were focusing on a fairer taxing system based on one’s income rather than their status. Many struggled with feeding their families, too, and Aelyn wrote about all these hoping for the best. Using the printing press in the bookshop, she printed pamphlets and discretely put them in the baskets along with other pamphlets which she knew would be distributed around town by young delivery boys. Later on she wrote in order to be supportive of King Emeric on his opinion to separate from the Iron Throne. All of her pieces were published and signed under the name “Themis”, a name most would think to be male, and that enabled her to secure them being published as well as taken into consideration; it also served as to withhold her anonymity, not risking her family’s name for her, sometimes, controversial opinions.

Recently she traveled to Sunspear in order to meet her betrothed, determined to secure this alliance. She arrived a little late for the celebrations, though she was a little pleased she was not present at the attack during the Sun God and Goddess announcements.

↳ personality.

Aelyn is generally a people’s person; she is easy to talk to and communicate, she loves meeting new people and adapts in conversation and personalities very easily. She has a charm that draws people in and is never afraid to speak her mind with carefully placed words. She cares deeply for people and it is easy to win her over, which makes her too selfless sometimes to the point where she will bury her own needs in order to aid someone else, which can be taken advantage of. Overall she dreams of a better, fairer world where everyone has a chance, sometimes makes her too idealistic in her beliefs and writings. Her sensitive nature makes her more compassionate towards people in general, even when one does not deserve her kindness. Despite being pretty certain with what she wants in general when it comes to actually making a decision, she can be indecisive and impulsive in her judgment and actions. You can usually find Aelyn being happy and sweet, but she is also moody, her mood fluctuates easily, and often when something goes bad it can ruin her whole day, which also makes her a little bit dramatic.

↳ the splitting of the kingdoms.

It is her first time away from home and she is equally excited and terrified to be going to a new place, especially to meet a man who she is betrothed to. She, of course, has read a lot about Dorne and she wants to experience the life there, though the reason why she is coming to Dorne, aside from meeting Prince Cedric Tyrell, is more complex. She is supportive of King Emeric Tyrell with every fibre of her being, and she has a lot of faith in him as a ruler, hence why she personally feels it was a right decision to separate from the Iron Throne. However, what highly concerns her is the uncertainty regarding the dynamics between the more recently formed Kingdoms and how everything will work out. She does believe the Iron Throne King and Queen have always had good intentions and best interest, but her loyalty has always been to House Tyrell and her mother’s house, House Redwyne. The latest news regarding the attack immediately filled her with worries about what will come next and whether this summit will do more harm than good. However, she tries to be generally optimistic and also showcase her support towards her home and King.

♛   HELENA SERRETT

↳ details; female, 25,  born in the eighth month of 481AC. ↳ status; asexual, estranged from her husband lord myles serrett, childless. ↳ faceclaim;  jessica brown findlay. ↳ hails from; highgarden, the reach. ↳ loyalty; feigned loyalty to house lannister for the entirety of her marriage, until hearing of the midsummer attack in sunspear and knowing she would no longer hide her loyalty to house tyrell and her family.

↳ position/title; lady serrett of silverhill, former princess of the reach. ↳ religion; faith of the seven. ↳ spoken languages; common tongue. ↳ reason for being in sunspear; formally to make her loyalty to her family aware on the political stage by being by their side during the peace summit, however also because she did not want to return to an empty highgarden. her brothers are yet to know of what has occurred in her marriage until she presents herself in sunspear. she is also seeking to get to know her brothers once again, wanting to begin again; especially now her brother is engaged.

♛   PERSONALITY

↳ type; isfj-a (the defender). ↳ alignment; lawful good. ↳ star sign; virgo. ↳ positives; intelligent, analytical, empathetic, daring, brave. ↳ negatives;  unruly, outspoken, high-strung, over-thinker, critical.

♛  BIOGRAPHY

↳ family lineage.

Born in the eighth month of 481AC, Helena Tyrell was the most traumatic birth of all three times Lady Ensley brought a child into the world. It was an uncharacteristically humid August that year, and Ensley had definitely suffered for the entirety of it, being heavily pregnant with her third child. After two days of pain and impassioned prayers for the baby to turn from being breach throughout the castle of Highgarden, Helena was finally born just as her father Rylic had decided to go hunting with his men, tired of waiting for his wife to birth a child that was no doubt beyond any midwives help at this point. Surprisingly Helena, as her mother named her alone that Summer’s afternoon, was born with a strong set of lungs and completely healthy; in that moment there became the two pearls of Highgarden, a daughter Ensley had so wished for. Her relationship with her mother was the polar opposite of that with her father; two extremes, one could say. On one hand, Rylic Tyrell was disappointed in having a daughter; a waste of time and money when considering the dowry that would have to be included in her marriage. Whilst he was not cruel to his only daughter, he certainly paid her very little attention in comparison to the eye he seemed to keep on his sons. On the other hand, Helena’s relationship with her mother was one of complete dependence; often finding each other attached by the hip as Helena grew into the mirror image of her mother - graceful, poised and elegant.

Ensley tried her hardest to ensure her husband’s indifference toward his daughter did not sting as much as it could have, purposefully going out of her way to ensure her daughter had a personal companion in her mother. After much pleading, Ensley and Helena spent three months as guests of House Hightower in Oldtown, solely for the purpose that Helena may study whatever sparked her interest, from philosophy to arithmetic in the Citadel itself. Whilst they had insisted on Emeric and Cedric joining them, Rylic had insisted that his sons must remain under his eyes and his eyes only. Eventually, whilst Helena was a well-rounded student in the majority of her studied subjects, her passion ended up being for painting. The girl was encouraged by her mother, accompanying her to varying landscapes and helping her paint until she was able to do so on her own. Whilst the pair of them were beyond the walls of Highgarden, where the walls had ears, Ensley would quietly talk to her daughter about how important it was to always ensure her voice was heard by her husband, lest she loose yourself in who they wanted her to be. It puzzled the young girl at first, as her mother was entirely meek and obedient in the face of her father’s stern instructions regarding the upbringing of his children however that soon changed with time and maturity. Helena began to understand her mother meant best for her and her sons, and simply tried to do what could in whatever time she had where she was certain she was not being watched or listened to. Helena needed to be her voice when she was unable to be, in ensuring the protection of her family, especially Emeric as their heir, who seemed to become quieter and quieter as each day passed. Helena was envious of her brother Cedric’s ability to take care of himself as the golden boy, often leaving the family home for weeks at a time for the sake of keeping up relations with the other Houses of the Reach, whilst in a heated exchange he angrily admitted to her that his distance was the direct result of their home no longer being a home - the sooner she realised, the better. As political intrigue and death seemed to take over Highgarden, with uncles and cousins dropping to their untimely end, Helena found the perfect balance that suited her; spending more time in the rolling hills of the Reach with her mother, and finding the correct midpoint between Emeric’s determination to serve his family and Cedric’s ability to mentally distance himself from the strain.

Whilst Highgarden’s daughter was a fast learner, far more attentive than her eldest brother who seemed to always have a far away look in his eye and far more obedient than her middle brother who would rather argue the extent of usefulness of specific arithmetic in a tree, there was one lesson that Helena could not seem to wrap her mind around; the matter of chivalry and courtly love. Her mother tried to explain how the culture had stemmed from the Reach itself, through one of Garth Greenhand’s sons John the Oak. Whilst Helena understood the history and the social context behind her mother’s lessons, she failed to see the attraction in any matters of courtly desire and flirtation. Whilst many other noble girls of the Reach whispered of their future husbands, of tourneys and being the Queen of love and beauty, Helena found herself feeling as though something inside her must be missing. As Helena grew into womanhood, she found no interest in the tales women shared of their wedding nights and of lust, or even whispers of women that found comfort in eachother. Even when Rylic Tyrell arranged a match for her marriage to Myles Serrett, son of Lord Ossifer Serrett of Silverhill, Helena distinctly felt no attraction or lust toward the man.

After the strange sudden wrapped deaths of her parents, Helena obediently married into House Serrett and left behind her family home of Highgarden for that of Silverhill in the Westerlands. She remembered bitterly thinking on how her mother had not wanted her to marry beyond the hills of the Reach, for fear of being too far from home. She personally found the Serretts to be foolishly arrogant and ambitious people, though kept her thoughts to herself. Her husband treated her well, in some ways Helena thought perhaps too well as the man failed to understand his wife was not the least bit interested in doing her wifely duties. She often slept in her own bedchambers at Silverhill, and when Myles would visit to attempt to start their family, Helena found herself feigning sleep, sickness or her monthly bleed. Luckily for her, Myles was meek enough to accept her excuses with a little grumbling but no serious consequences. He was lucky to sleep with his wife at least once a month when she knew she could no longer avoid her duties, though this was only done with the secret protection of moon tea a trusted maid servant she had brought with her from Highgarden attained for her from the apothecary. As a result of Helena’s secret intake of moontea, as well as quietly starting rumours of her own husband’s impotence among her ladies, she has been planting the seeds of her husband’s inability to do his duty as a man. The woman spent much time frequently accompanying her husband and his family in visiting the Lannister’s of Casterly Rock and their cousins of Lannisport.

After hearing the striking news of the sister in law’s death, Helena found herself quietly growing more and more resentful toward her husband’s lion masters. Her brother had become a widow three year after marriage, and knowing Emeric, he was too broken to contemplate letting another woman come close enough to him to legitimately provide an heir for Highgarden - at least for a long time. That left her middle brother Cedric to do the job of providing an heir for the sake of duty, the same brother that had been the best at distancing himself from the burden and could put himself first with such ease. She remained with the Serretts when her brother declared for the independence of the Reach, quietly feigning loyalty to her husband and his family and by proxy, the Lannister King. She would write to her brothers, informing them of what little she had managed to overhear around Silverhill - the nobles of the Westerlands had only been more suspicious of the Traitor King’s sister, though she remained emotionally collected enough to understand and dismiss their stern eyes. Her act continued until news spread to Silverhill of an attack at the Dornish Midsummer Ball, an attack in which all had been targeted by an unseen foe. There had been some confusion in the reports, no doubt due to the distance, about the severity of the injuries that had befallen on her family, with some even whispering of their deaths. With life being increasingly sacred during these troubling times, Helena knew she could no longer stand to allow herself to hear people speak ill of her family, regardless of how distant they had become or how badly her reputation would be impacted. She laid with her husband that night, solely to have access to his seal once he fell asleep after a night of heavy wine infected with the milk of the poppy to help him sleep deeper and longer than he usually did. Feigning a letter from Myles himself ordering his guards to accompany her to Sunspear with ultimate haste with the help of his seal, she scrawled a letter left upon her husband’s desk explaining her regret for how she treated him and what she had resigned herself to do. Arranging for a chest of clothes to be packed into a carriage from her private chambers, she knew once the carriage crossed the boarders into the Reach she was free from any orders her husband could issue his guards upon awaking in the morning. She would be home eventually, but Dorne called first.

↳ personality.

Of all three of Highgarden’s children, Helena has always been the most emotionally mature of the trio. Whilst Emeric wallows in his pain and Cedric remains in denial, Helena spent time and energy in conserving her wellbeing after their twisted deaths and the smallest of suspicions it had brought up in her gut regarding her extent her eldest brother had been willing to go in order to secure their wellbeing. By channeling all her feelings of confusion, fear and hurt into her love of  painting, often getting through multiple canvases a day in the first months after the joint funeral, Helena began to strengthen her resolve and see her healing manifest physically. Her paintings had been full of dark tones at first and often depressing in content, before slowly lightening with time and including streaks of greens, yellows and purples. She is not one to let her emotions get the better of her, though that does not paint her in a cold fashion but rather in a reasonable one. She believes one must always bide their time and do what is needed at the correct time, and is well aware of the consequences that befall her reputation for estranging herself from her husband. She is always open to listening to the problems of others, willing to either hold their hand and listen to them rant about their issues as someone to listen or give them advice for how they could possibly overcome the burden. Her treatment of her husband especially shows a darker streak in Helena that consists mainly of being sneaky and manipulative, though this comes down her independent nature and her refusal to put herself through something she knows she would not enjoy nor want for the sake of a man. She had not leaned on her brothers or her father growing up for support, and whilst her mother had been her guardian angel she was soon dead long before her time, leaving Helena to embark on the turbulent waves of marriage with no female companion to help her.

↳ the splitting of the kingdoms.

Helena was not intending on making herself present at the Dornish peace summit, as her husband Myles Serett, son of Lord Ossifer Serrett, much preferred to keep himself from the drama and scandals of the many courts within Westeros and insisted on his wife remaining within the safe cage of Silverhill by his side. She knew better than to exchange letters regarding the peace summit with her brothers despite her desperation to be involved and help in some way, for fear of their letters being intercepted by the Serretts and the details of the Reach’s trade and numbers of the Redwyne fleet be discovered by the Lannisters earlier than counted on. Helena only fled to Sunspear once hearing of the attack that had befallen all the celebrators at the Midsummer Ball, knowing she would be safe riding within the boundaries of the Reach and doubted the Martell guards of Dorne would intercept her due to the very different culture in Dorne - it was not particularly strange to see a woman travelling alone. 

♛   CEDRIC  TYRELL

↳ name: male, twenty seven, b. 479 AC. ↳ status: heterosexual, betrothed, no children. ↳ face claim: daniel sharman ↳ hails from: the reach ↳ loyalty: house tyrell, king emeric tyrell

↳ title: prince of the reach, lord commander of house tyrell, heir apparent ↳ religion: faith of the seven for the sake of appearance, but recently turned atheist in truth ↳ spoken languages: the common tongue ↳ reason for being in sunspear: actively seeking to consolidate house tyrell’s interests in socio-economic politics, and ensure the ancient rivalry with dorne is not ignited once again.

♛   PERSONALITY

↳ type: ENFP-T ↳ alignment: neutral good ↳ star sign: libra sun, gemini moon ↳ positives: diplomatic, charismatic, just, understanding, inviting ↳ negatives: superficial, condescending, fickle, hedonistic, afraid of commitment

♛   BIOGRAPHY

↳ family lineage

the second born son of lord rylic tyrell and his timid wife ensley, cedric tyrell had grown accustomed to commonly being labelled the spare whilst most of his father’s attention went to his older brother, emeric. it was something most younger children would be silently seething about, yet the special dynamic cedric failed to have with his own father was one cedric paid no attention to growing up. after all, one could get up to much mischief being invisible.  the boy grew up inherently free spirited, often found dangling on the tallest branches of oak trees in an attempt to skip out on his arithmetic lessons and often sent nanny after nanny fleeing the family nursery, all saying the same thing to his beloved mother. that is no child, your boy knows exactly what he is doing. they were not wrong; cedric wanted nobody getting involved in his own choices - and would do whatever needed to be done to ensure nobody involved themselves in his business.

there is a sweetness that comes with feigning ignorance whilst the world burns around you; as a young man cedric began to spend much time outside the family manor. the walls had begun to feel suffocating, as his father and brother continued to grow more sullen as they grew whilst his mother acted as though nothing could break apart her perfect family. nobody heard the fights that would stretch for hours between respectable lord rylic and his wife, or the twisted messages being drilled into emeric, who people had begun to call the lord of thorns. cedric only distanced himself further from the family, skipping dinners and keeping forced conversations short and blunt. none of these people seemed to understand him, chiding him for his lack of loyalty towards his family. but who would want to be around the mess he had for a family? it is a period of life that cedric now looks back on with a bitter taste in his mouth; wondering if he should have acted sooner rather than focusing completely on himself.

and so the double life began, as cedric reluctantly took his place in the family. being the golden son, often clearing up any misunderstandings at conferences and smoothening over any raised suspicions from fellow lords of the reach as the throne of highgarden edged closer and closer to his family. cedric developed close friendships with the sons of the other lords, and sometimes closer relations with their daughters, often spending weeks away from home going from noble house to noble house, all to keep up a good image of his family. he did this without them asking - for the sake of his own sanity. each time he would return home after some weeks ago, another family member conveniently in the way of their accession would be dead. he began to find a dark humour in it, often recanting how his extended family were dropping like flies.

his mother often begged him to return home more frequently as his absences stretched from weeks to even months, especially when his sister was married off. he knew she must have been lonely, but held limited resentment toward her for letting her husband get this power hungry. in his mind, the house was no longer a family home but a prison, made for storing the sanity of those within it. he was no fool, knowing deep down his father and brother had become something beyond her control - he cared little of what they decided to do, as long as they decided to keep him out of it. it seemed like an unspoken agreement between himself and his older brother, among other things. nobody spoke of cedric’s absences, his endless drunken nights in the pursuit of pleasure with whatever woman of choice that day - as long as he always came back to clean whatever mess was created by rylic’s loose tongue and emeric’s ruthlessness.

the day cedric returned home after a week away on horseback and saw a black flag waving over highgarden was the day his life changed, forever. he knew one of his parents had died, and a deep twisted part of him hoped it had been his father. to his shock, emeric greeted him in the courtyard  , his wife stood behind him, in the pouring rain. he informed cedric they were now orphans due to a twisted murder-suicide. cedric could not tear his eyes away from the two black shrouds engraved with green and gold roses at his feet. he did not realise he had been weeping for the first time since he was a child, the sound of the heavy rain covering his wretched sobs. with that, cedric turned and left again, praying to leave behind the darkness that had befallen on them all.

he had missed his brother’s coronation, burying his sorrows in wine and women at inns across westerns until he found himself within range of kings landing. he refused to meet his betrothed, not caring about the embarrassment it caused to the unfortunate girl. he had no home, nowhere to go back to - not yet. he was away for an entire year before returning to highgarden, questioning what would the best thing to do going forward. his return was quiet as he did not want to make a big deal of it, and he talked to his brother for politics and business only - whilst he did not know exactly why, the sight of him made his stomach twist. emeric was barely a man, just a shadow. he would not show the world their tensions, for his own safety - they must seem united. he accompanied his brother to kings landing a completely different man to  the wretched soul flea bottom had seen wandering it’s streets a year ago.

death had become a friend to his family at this point, as his sister in law died as a result of infection due to the kidnappings that had wrecked the nobles of westeros. cedric watched as those who ended her life came to justice; but what of those who had ended his? the consequence was devastating in cedric’s opinion; independence.

cedric’s own life was no longer his to live; his brother’s wife had no died with no heirs, and his brother was now king. the title of prince disgusted him. cedric accompanied the nobles of his house and his brother all the way to sunspear in the south, with reluctance to ensure things went smoothly for the sake of his own peace of mind.

↳ personality

cedric’s personality is personified by one main word: fickle. he blows hot, and he blows cold. he can make you feel as though you are the only person in the world, or nothing at all to him. it genuinely depends on when and how you catch him, and what side you’ll see of him.  some could say he is the snake in the grass - with his mask on, one would not know his world was burning around him. others could say he is a young man carrying guilt and suspicion on his shoulders, torn between wanting to find out the truth and being afraid of what he could find. cedric is intensely free spirited, and will often adapt and change to whatever is needed from him in a situation rather than calculate what to do beforehand. he is also hedonistic, one can often find him drinking in local inns or in bed with a noble’s wife. he believes you should always do what is best for you, regardless of who is hurt in the process. this can be seen in his dismissal of his intended, disregarding her completely.

he has several interests and knowledge in the subjects of philosophy mainly through cases from history, he has a broad general knowledge of the history of westeros, but extensive knowledge of the history of the reach, and architecture, he plans to commission a building of substantial size one day. he also has a limited knowledge of different artistic techniques, some of his interests include light sketching and very basic swordsmithery. 

↳ the separation of the kingdoms

cedric’s free spirited nature means he did not react favourably when his brother broke the reach from the seven kingdoms without consulting him, as he never asked for the burden that comes with kingship. the tension between him and his brother is one he will not show to the outside world, as he knows someone will try to take advantage of it. cedric has accompanied his brother to sunspear to work on trade deals regarding grain, and drawing up boarders for disputed land. he also secretly worries that the age old rivalry between dorne and the reach will once again up to fruition over resources.

♛  EMERIC TYRELL

↳ details; male, 30, 475 AC. ↳ status; heretosexual, widowed, no children ↳ faceclaim; henry Cavill ↳ hails from; highgarden ↳ loyalty; house tyrell

↳ title; King of Highgarden and The Reach ↳ unofficial title; King of Thorns

↳ religion; Faith of the Seven ↳ spoken languages; Common Tongue ↳ reason for being in sunspear; to represent the Reach in the summit and solidify alliances and trade between his people and the rest of Westeros

♛   PERSONALITY

↳ type; ISTJ ↳ alignment; Lawful Evil ↳ star sign; aries ↳ positives; logical, responsible, self-disciplined, observant, capable ↳ negatives; blunt, sarcastic, cold, ambitious, proud, quiet

♛  BIOGRAPHY

↳ family lineage.

In the days before the Lannister ruling, there weren’t always whispers about the Lord of Thorns. Rather, there were smiles of a charming young Tyrell boy — the first son of a second son — who didn’t seem keen on power or hungry for wealth. Emeric knew he’d never be the head of his house, and therefore he never grasped for anything outside of what he had.

But his father had always been a hungry man — desperate for power in the way that Emeric had never been. Yet Emeric had looked up to his father his entire life, desperate for his approval and willing to do near anything for him, and though the truth has yet to find it’s way out of the darkness, drive a young and naive Emeric to commit murder. It was Rylic Tyrell — his father — who the people of Highgarden blamed for the darkness that overtook the once rose-sweet child, watching years of abuse from afar. Rylic who stole away their chance for a peaceful lord. As Emeric tried to prove himself to his father, the boy grew into a man, and a dark demeanor began to overtake him as each of his accomplishments didn’t appear to be enough to sate his father’s desires for power. He would always be the first son of a second son — never good enough, and never able to do any better. His once gentle nature gradually faded away, and the shadow that was left behind was an image many had hoped would never surface. A man, a copy of his father in more ways than one. By the time he reached his twentieth name day — after years of quiet observation — Emeric was an anointed knight and a ruthless killer, known by the title Lord of Thorns. His father had him train for hours daily, drilling and brawling until his ribs bruised and his heart hardened. By the time he returned from squashing the uprising of a small vasal house on the borders of the Westerlands, his father finally revealed his true plans to his son, and his intentions of making house Tyrell a force to be reckoned with. Still vying for his father’s approval, Emeric agreed to the task with nothing more than a nod of his head. It would be months before he had the opportunity, but his uncle’s death was on the horizon. After an invitation to go along with the hunting party, one of Emeric’s arrows would find itself embedded in his eye from only several feet away. His sword would cut the throat of a squire, and the other in the party would be blamed for the death of the Tyrell heir, beheaded the following morning without so much as a trial.  The Maester who would blamed Emeric for the death would be found with his throat cut in his sleep some weeks later, the accusation heard under breath. After the death of his uncle, Rylic became the future Ruling Lord of Highgarden. His children — Emeric and his two younger siblings — were quickly ushered into marriages. All three siblings had found themselves in unideal situations. His sister and youngest of the trio was married to a lord far away from home, his younger brother soon to be betrothed to a powerful house loyal to the Reach, and Emeric was sent North to seek the hand of Dryanna Warrick. Despite the small size of House Warrick, his father believed it a strong political alliance, as the house was an impressively wealthy one with many strong ties in the North. And while he couldn’t understand why, he found himself enamoured with her, if only because of her reputation. They had met once before when he was no more than a squire, and something about Lady Dyanna had him thinking of her constantly — his arrival in the North lead to a speedy betrothal, much to both their father’s pleasures. The courtship didn’t last long — like so many marriages in Westeros, the cloak was put upon her shoulders and that was that. She would return to Highgarden, and despite his curiosities of his new wife, their marriage would be political in his eyes… save for the nights where his arms would slide around her in their sleep or he found himself more concerned for her safety in a way he didn’t quite understand. Yet, a wife seemed so trivial in the grand scheme of his fathers plans… to the Reach’s horror, the elderly Lord Godric Tyrell — Emeric’s grandfather — would be found dead in his chambers not long after Emeric’s wedding, the realm unaware of the empty vial thrown in the river and his grandson’s part in poisoning his tea. The The Lord of Thorns appeared unphased, just as his father did — and just as before, Emeric was never accused of the act, though many whispered it as the Maester once had. With those four deaths, Emeric found himself next in line to rule over Highgarden, silently pleased with the idea. With his sister married and his brother betrothed — the only people he feared would discover the secret he kept beneath his cold exterior — he found himself silently waiting for the opportunity to strike as a plan of his own formed. Because for all his father had asked him to do, Emeric would not see the rewards for years to come. No — rather than becoming Lord Tyrell in his prime, he would have to wait years to claim the title. And so that was how a plan of his own hatched, so like his father before him. Born out of love for his siblings and a strange protectiveness of his wife, Emeric planned to take the life of his father and abuser. Yet, the first death that night was accidental — his mother drank the goblet that had been meant for his father, and Emeric could only watch as her gentle soul left her body as her last breath did. The second purposeful, when his father had stormed into his quarters to accuse him of the act. His father seemed surprised, that Emeric had planned to kill him as he had his grandfather and uncle. His surprise only grew when the dagger sliced across his throat. With two deaths covered up and blamed on a murder-suicide, Emeric became the new Ruling Lord of Highgarden. After these tragic deaths, Highgarden suddenly become eerily quiet, and no more deaths have haunted it’s halls — blood remained on Emeric’s hands, and Emeric’s hands alone.

The Lord of Thorns planned for his rule to relatively uneventful — though he spent his time fortifying House Tyrell into a strong contender in both military might and wealth, Emeric’s intentions had never been anything more than selfish. He simply had no other want than to rule himself rather than be controlled by his father. Yet, three years into his new role, Emeric was unable to ignore summons from House Lannister of the Iron Throne. His wife arrived sometime before him, planting the front of a happy marriage while Emeric stayed behind for some weeks in order to prepare the Reach for his sudden absence.

Emeric’s arrival to King’s Landing was further delayed by the appearance of the Dothraki Horde; having to take a longer route into the city than normal, it immediately put him in a state of unease. His worries were answered with confirmation; word that Dyanna had been involved in the riots that tore through the streets of the capitol quickly reached him following his arrival. Enraged, Emeric’s opinion on the king and queen allowing the Dothraki into the city quickly became known. It wasn’t long before Emeric and Dyanna offered to have Highgarden’s annual Harvest Ball within the safety of the capitol in the hopes of easing some tensions, but for the Lord of Thorns, it was nothing more than a show of power in the wake of the danger the Crown put his wife in. That appeared to be the end of it — House Tyrell had shown its strength, and Dyanna was out of harm’s way. But like all things that plague those of nobility, it wasn’t long before Emeric once more found his wife — and his ward, Lynesse Hightower — in harm’s way. There was a moment when Emeric was merely happy for the pair to return to him safe and alive. There was a moment where Emeric would have gladly bent the knee as House Tyrell always had to the Iron Throne. But, tragically, Dyanna was wounded in the kidnappings. What originally appeared as a small cut quickly became infected, and just like that, another light was gone from Emeric’s life, leaving behind a heavier darkness than there had been before.

Just as he’d started to believe himself capable of love, she was dead.

It wouldn’t be until after the tournament and execution of the traitor Stark — when he was once more home in Highgarden — that the maester brought to his attention that his wife had been pregnant. The King of Thorns was not seen again until weeks later at his coronation, and as he sat upon the newly crafted Rose Throne, it became apparent to the masses that Emeric Tyrell was no longer on a path into the light. A new darkness had settled over him — one that followed him to Sunspear two months prior to the Summit, where he has made his intentions to remain independent from the Iron Throne, as well as whom he blames for the death of his wife and unborn child.  

↳ personality.

Emeric Tyrell is cold and calculating, closed off to strangers and friends alike. Few can remember a time when he wasn’t — save for maybe his siblings — and few believe he will ever become different. He is prideful and vicious, believing that what you desire is meant to be taken and worked for. He considered himself loyal, but the abusive relationship he had with his father has warped his thoughts and he isn’t always able to tell right from wrong. He struggles to understand his emotions, and finds himself alone more often than not. Yet, since learning of his wife’s true feelings and learning of her pregnancy, Emeric has begun to understand what it is like to open his heart to love and light -- only to have his heart broken in a way he didn't think possible with her untimely death. Now, a new darkness has spread over him, and it shows no signs of lifting.

↳ the separation of the kingdoms.

Emeric has given little thought on the Lannisters, merely thinking that their grab to power was cleverly orchestrated. Though his loyalties are mostly to himself, his ambitious side believes he might do a better job — an idea that came to fruition as he decided to separate the Reach from the Seven Kingdoms after his wife was put in harm’s way on multiple occasions. He believes that he is the only person who is capable of keeping his own people safe — made clear by the death of his wife —  and no longer trusts the Iron Throne to do so. While he has respect for the Lannister king and his queen, Emeric strives to build strong alliances for the Reach while in Dorne so that he can protect those he cares about where the Iron Throne could not.