𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑 - open

[azhefa.]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶

𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙸𝚃, 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚂𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚆𝙰𝚁

[azhefa.]

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for the centuries, the targaryen family has ruled over westeros. though their rule hasn't gone unchallenged. there has been several rebellions within the kingdom, but each has been quickly squashed by the dragon king and queens over the years. nearly a half a century before the current age, the martells were able to diplomatically separate from the kingdom to become their own once again. a marriage between a younger targaryen princess and the martell prince made things go very smoothly.

the same can't be said about the starks. the starks have always been a difficult family for the crown, several of the rebellions of previous years having been raised by the northmen. after a particularly brutal uprising, the starks submitted to the crown, but only until the next king was crowned. they once again rebelled which resulted in the death of more than half of the stark bloodline. once again defeated, the starks retreated to their northern home and haven't rebelled since.

rumors have started to circulate, riding the cold winds south. no one has seen the current queen shift and many are starting to speculate that she wasn't a true targaryen. her father, the previous king, had been known for his amorous ways. he had fathered several bastards over the years before his death which was only two months before the current age. since bastard children of the noble houses are unable to shift, the rumors have at least some credibility.

the rumors have started to turn towards another uprising after the starks found a targaryen family living in the north. they had left the royal line a decade ago, not wanting the political drama. since the eldest of the self-exiled family has been seen to shift, the starks have convinced them to try and take the throne. the starks have not-so-secret plans on using the new targaryens for their own gain, already having their eldest daughter betrothed to the prospective heir to secure their ties.

how will things go for the current queen? will she be overthrown or will this new rebellion be just another failure for the starks?

[azhefa.]

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1. follow all site/rp rules, should be common sense.
2. this rp is based on the game of thrones series but with my own spin on a few things.
3. pm me reservations and post all forms in the forms thread.
4. there is a discord server and it's mandatory to join it since all chatter and planning will take place there.
5. remove signatures from posts here and on forms, makes things look sloppy.
6. all reserves and w.i.p forms will be void after 48 hours.
7. pm me if you need more time on your forms.
8. no blood/gore/intense romance, fade it out if it gets to that point.
9. forms must have the basics: name, age, gender, rank/house, personality, and a brief history.
10. relation charts/posts are welcome and quite useful.
11. yes, lgbtq+ characters are allowed.
12. you can have only 2 heads of house, but you may have as many other characters as you can handle, just don't go too crazy.
13. shifts are random chance, can turn up as the father's shift or the mother's shift.
14. bastard children [1 shifter parent] can't shift as the ability is a double recessive trait [two copies needed to manifest].
15. shifts manifest around the age of 13-15, or around puberty when the body is going through maturation.
16. duds are rare but possible and are pureblood children who simply can't shift even though they should be able to.
17. shifts are triggered by either extreme emotion or strong concentration.
18. stuck out bastard ranks are secret/unknown bastard children [2 shifter parents] who can be/are being passed off as legitimate due to being able to shift into their parent's shift instead of the secret lover's.
19. the targaryen bastard children can either be unable to shift or have a different shift than dragon [must be another house's shift not a random one].
20. marriages between heirs isn't a great idea since it would unseat the female heir and place a sibling at the head of the house instead. a female heir marrying a lord who isn't an heir would result in the lord moving to her home since she holds more power.

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the current rulers of westeros. they
shift into dragons as their sigil clearly
states. the previous king died only 2-
months ago, leaving his only daughter
to rule alone. there are also several
bastards from the king's misdeeds.
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seraphina ● ♀ ● 28 ● queen ● azhefa.
name ● ♀♂ ● age ● bastard ● A m n e s i a
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cadmus ● ♂ ● 28 ● heir ● Jen_

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behind the rumors and are the ones
who found the self-exiled targaryen
family. can shift into direwolves like
their sigil suggests. the eldest girl is
betrothed to the targaryen heir to
secure ties with the would-be rulers.
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lara ● ♀ ● 26 ● heir ● clementíne
rosslyn ● ♀ ● 25 ● member ● tawnie
name ● ♀♂ ● age ● member ● user
name ● ♀♂ ● age ● member ● user
valeris ● ♀ ● 24 ● bastard ● immortes
nymeria ● ♀ ● 23 ● bastard ● bunny,

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𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹
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the richest family in westeros. shifts
into lions, males take years to grow
a proper mane. they are allied to the
targaryens though they do it for their
own advancement in the politics of
westeros. has their own secret plots.
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thaddaeus ● ♂ ● 28 ● heir ● j.sparrow
melina ● ♀ ● 28 ● member ● azhefa.
daris ● ♂ ● 26 ● member ● zhelaniye
tyshara ● ♀ ● 19 ● member ● vaell
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allied to the targaryens only because
they share the targaryen blood. shifts
into deer species, often that of the
red deer. often overlooked by other
houses for their prey species shift.
can possibly switch sides in a war.
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kathryn ● ♀ ● 27 ● member ● clementíne
everan ● ♂ ● 26 ● member ● tawnie
elaine ● ♀ ● 26 ● member ● azhefa.
tristane ● ♂ ● 24 ● member ● serpentis
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allied to the targaryens only because
of fear. controls the food supply and
is a very powerful family because of
it. shifts into foxes due to being very
cunning. their heir is also betrothed
to a targaryen bastard for alliances.
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cordelia ● ♀ ● 25 ● heir ● serpentis
deonte ● ♂ ● 30 ● member ● tawnie
aden ● ♂ ● 26 ● member ● vaell
baelor ● ♂ ● 63 ● uncle ● winterfell
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allied to the starks due to the kin's
uncaring actions after his tully wife's
death. they can shift into giant river
otters due to living in the riverlands.
seem to still hold grudges against the
targaryen royal family after so long.
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eddison ● ♂ ● 26 ● heir ● winterfell
valithe ● ♀ ● 22 ● member ● tawnie
name ● ♀♂ ● age ● member ● user
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reluctant ally of the targaryens, only
allied because of the lost rebellions
they had attempted over the years.
can shift into seals, specifically the
leopard seal to match their ferocity.
they can switch sides very easily.
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gysella ● ♀ ● 24 ● member ● winterfell
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allied to the targaryens, but not the
the current queen. they support the
new heir instead, though they aren't
allied to the starks. they can shift in
to falcons as their sigil clearly states.
known critics of the current queen.
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allied to the crown due to a former
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crown because of this. can shift into
snakes of different kinds. rules over
dorn, but still fights for the crown.
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queen seraphina is betrothed to aden tyrell
targaryen bastard is betrothed to tyrell heir [tbd]
cadmus targaryen is betrothed to rosslyn stark
elaine baratheon is betrothed to cynric arryn
name is betrothed to name

name is married to name
name is married to name

name has feelings for name [known/secret]
name has feelings for name [known/secret]

name and name has feelings for each other [known/secret]
name and name has feelings for each other [known/secret]

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thaddaeus and melina lannister are twins
everan and elaine baratheon are twins
name and name are twins

melina lannister [widow] and [not late husband] are the parents of 4-week-old theodore lannister
name and name are the parents of name[s]

baelor tyrell is the uncle of cordelia, deonte, and aden tyrell
seraphina targaryen, ashara martell, and cadmus targaryen are cousins
name and name are [relation]
name and name are [relation]

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[azhefa.]

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀

》i. sera ii. 28 iii. female iv. can't shift v. targaryen queen vi. betrothed [aden tyrell] vii. form

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when the sun rose from the horizon, it came to shine upon the queen sitting at the window gazing down at the people starting to stir around the castle yard. the queen had once again been unable to get much sleep in the night and ended up in her usual seat at the window watching the night pass silently. the handmaidens that came during the night upon seeing the light of her candles shine under her door, were worried about her. they all knew just how little she sleeps and how much of a struggle it was to get her to eat. the stresses of ruling were taking it's toll on the targaryen.

seraphina sighs to herself as the sun raises enough to get the castle really bustling and slips from her window seat. today was going to be even more stressful and tiresome. her betrothed was due to arrive today and tomorrow was their wedding ceremony so today will be packed full of last minute preparations. sera already has her dress hung and ready in her wardrobe and she was certain her betrothed has his own garments ready in his chambers across the hall. once they are married, he will be moved to her quarters which is much larger and made for a couple instead of just one person.

a pair of handmaidens appear with some early breakfast, but sera wasn't at all hungry and waves them away with a shake of her head. "i'll eat later, i just want to walk the garden before i have to dress and appear happy," she tells them, passing by to grab the light silk robe that matches the nightdress she was currently wearing. one of the ladies looks concerned and the other flounders on what to say. "i'll be alright, i'm going to my private gardens not the ones in the courtyard." that seems to put them at ease, but both still looked unhappy about her choice to forgo breakfast. sera slips on her flats and heads out of her chambers before they could muster up the proper words that would get her to stay and try to force down at least some of the food they brought.

though the castle was bustling with activity, servants and workers buzzing around to get things ready for the party that will take place after the announcements, sera doesn't run into anyone in the mostly unused halls. she prefers the secretive passages since no one else really knows about them and she's always alone when headed for her private garden. it only takes her a few minutes to traverse the halls to get to the secluded area, time well spent. the gardens weren't as grand and wonderful as the one in the courtyard, but it was still lovely. it was pure luck that she had found it one day and has been coming here ever since whenever she needed some seclusion. which was basically everyday. she comes here so often, she's learned how to prune and care for the plants herself instead of trying to get a servant to care for it and ruin the secrecy of the area.

seraphina sighs deeply when she steps into the garden and breathes in the wonderful scents of the flowers and soil. the scent alone is enough to sooth the turmoil that was constantly torturing her mind. if only she could bottle it up and wear it forever. if only she could stay in the gardens forever as well. it was so much more peaceful out here, no one arguing over trivial things or demanding she take a certain course of action. her mind was finally free for a moment to just enjoy the morning for once.

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[bella ciao]

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location; in Nymeria's chambers x mentions; Rosslyn Stark, Cadmus Targaryen x tags; Nymeria Stark

Lara stood on the towers that surrounded Winterfell. The sun was beginning to rise, appearing above the horizon and casting rays of warm light on the land. Lara's lips were tinted purple-blue from the biting cold, but years of exposure to the North's harsh climate had rendered her immune to the feeling. Still, she couldn't help but shiver slightly; the prospect of a warm fire seemed incredibly inviting. Lara knew wishing for warmth would do nothing but remind her of the cold, so she quickly banished the thoughts from her head, willing them to return to the rising sun instead.

Lara had never been a person who saw beauty in things; she preferred to look for the bad and later be surprised by the good, so it was not a common occurrence for her to be truly in awe of something. Despite this habit, she was always struck by the beauty of the sun; no matter whether it was rising or setting, it still projected its brilliance upon the world, drowning everything in unnatural colors. It was also a time when everything was still and peaceful, and she yearned to be peaceful, too. Alas, this moment always came to a bitter end, throwing her back into a world where fighting lead to power and power was desired by all. There was no success without violence.

A gentle hand touched her shoulder, startling Lara at first, but quickly filling her with relief when she recognized it to be the signal that her guard was over. Lara nodded to the man that was to take he place and noted to herself that she only ever saw him during the change of shifts, but decided that it was more a matter of her own disregard than it was of his absence.

Lara was tired from nights spent guarding Winterfell and days spent planning the marriage of her sister and the Targaryen heir. It was an exhausting routine, but she was slowly growing accustomed to it, and the drowsiness she felt in the morning usually wore off by midday. Lara entered her chambers, pulling off her thick furs as soon as she had privacy. They were warm and comfortable, but unbearably heavy, and her small frame made them all the more difficult to carry. She welcomed the warmth of the fire that had been started for her, allowing a moment for her hands to regain their usual color before exiting her chambers and making her way down the corridor.

There were few people awake at this time as it was early and cold, and she would have been left to wallow in her boredom if not for the wonderful idea she had of visiting her sister. Nymeria was the youngest Stark and was therefore Lara's most frequent target on mornings like these. She knocked carefully on Nymeria's door and entered a moment later, not bothering to wait for an invitation. "Good morning," she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, "I hope you slept well."

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daris tymin lannister
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the pale light of the morning sun on his face helped daris to forgive the morning for its brutally early start. the journey east along the gold road was innocuous enough, especially relative to journeys to and from the north and the south, but it would be long and thus, it demanded a dawn departure. the day was young and its air was cool and felt damp where it touched the exposed skin of his face and hands, but daris knew with a few hours worth of age, it would soon become much warmer; a good day for travel and a good omen for the day before the wedding of queen seraphina.

the lannister precession was large, as was becoming of a great house of westeros and a firm ally to the throne, but that meant that it was tedious, too. with some on horseback, some on foot, and some others still in wagons and carriages, the going was slow and allow far too much time for thinking, in daris' opinion. he, himself rode on the back of his favorite mount, a white destrier by the name of anda. her gait was even an predictable, and with daris as her rider and the rest of the procession moving smoothly along around her, she required very little guidance. which again, only gave daris all the more time for thinking.

although there were allies waiting for the lannisters at this journey's end, daris couldn't help but feel as though he, alone was marching into battle. the capital of westeros was no place for a man that lacked the intelligence or the will to play the game of thrones, and he knew that the kingsguard, the city watch, and even his own siblings, would be much less tolerant of his usual ploys to conceal his intellectual shortcomings once there. what could easily be kept silent with coin in casterly rock could not so easily be kept silent in king's landing, where far too many wandering eyes saw far too much without being seen themselves, and a lannister lord bloodied from a tavern fight was certainly not coherent with the lannister family image.

in any case, daris could not foresee this visit to the targaryen stronghold going well for him. either he would be exposed as a fool in lion's body, or he would be locked up, to the detriment of the lannister name, and more specifically, his brother and sisters. he often longed for anonymity, for many reasons, but never more so than when he was obliged, by convention, to play this role of a true lannister lion at some very public, social event, where failure meant so much more than his own demise. any punishment that he earned himself he could handle himself, but as simpleminded as daris was, he knew that he and his siblings were inextricably linked by blood and, more importantly, by name, so it would not be just him who felt its pain. such were the dangers and the anxieties of moving out of the lion's den and into the dragon's, and although daris knew that no amount of thought or wishing otherwise would allow him to avoid either, he couldn't keep himself from being mentally preoccupied with both as he rode onwards, towards what he was sure would be his doom.