𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺,
name: nevaeh velaryon
title: lady of the tides
gender: female
age: 24
orientation: homosexual
region: crownlands
seat: driftmark
house: velaryon
rank: head of house
+ traits: fierce, intelligent,
cunning, focused, disciplined,
independent
- traits: stubborn, deceptive,
cruel, cold
height: 5'6"
weight: 116lbs
hair color: dark brown with
silver streaks
eye color: partial
heterochromic; right eye is grey,
left eye is half grey half pale purple
scars/birthmarks: 'x' shaped
scar over her heart, burn scars
on the palms of her hands and
wrapping up both of her wrists
like bracers
weapons of choice: an
ironspiked whip, two valyrian
steel sickles (family heirlooms),
a solid beech quarterstaff
plated with silver and
tipped with two sharp
silver spearheads
general: Neveah was born and raised with one objective in mind: be the best she could possibly be. From a tender age, Nevaeh's parents, the former Lord and Lady of House Velaryon, encouraged her to take up many hobbies and interests, everything from falconry to swordplay to needlepoint. Nevaeh showed a particular aptitude with more peculiar weapons, like quarterstaffs, sickles, and whips. Being the second eldest of five Velaryon siblings, Nevaeh grew up without the pressure of being the next in line to be head of house. As she got older, Nevaeh began to focus more on certain skills, like battle tactics and fighting techniques. Nevaeh studied all sorts of battle tactics and fighting styles, from the more disciplined armies that served the Queen and King to the Dothraki and their outlandish but effective methods. Not only did Nevaeh study battle, but she partook in it quite often, sparring with some of the most decorated swordsmen in Driftmark. On her 23rd birthday, Nevaeh was sparring with her younger sister when she received the news that her older sister had gone mad, influenced by a sea witch, and killed their parents in cold blood. Nevaeh was heartbroken, but nevertheless did what was necessary and hunted down and killed her older sister for her treason. Now the first in line for Lady of House Valeryon, Nevaeh quit her studies and began to take on the duties of the Lady of her house. It was a trying job for the young woman, still having to grieve over her late parents and sister, and also having to take care of her other siblings and all of Driftmark. Nevaeh had picked up the habit of walking along the Driftmark beaches at night, gazing up towards the stars and imagining her parents were looking down upon her. On one such walk, Nevaeh came across a great hulking shape curled on the beach. Approaching it with her sickles drawn, Nevaeh couldn't have been more surprised to see it was a dragon, a great whitish gray beast with electric blue accents and eyes much like her own. For a moment, Nevaeh was frozen, locked in the dragon's icy gaze. The creature seemed to understand her pain, her sorrows and her worries. Its eyes held the same sorrow, and Nevaeh immediately felt a kinship with the beast, which was clearly reciprocated from the way the dragon followed Nevaeh all the way back to her stronghold. It wasn't until the next morning that Nevaeh learned that the King and Queen were dead, slaughtered by their own son, and the eldest daughter had fled the kingdom with her mother's two dragons. Determined to keep her newfound draconic companion out of the murderous new king's hands, Nevaeh will oppose the Targaryen King till her dying breath.
𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰.

name: Zyra
nickname: the wight
coloring: primarily whitish grey
with electric blue accents
eye color: very light ice blue with
shards of silver
fire color: pale blue
temperament: highly aggressive,
trusts only Nevaeh, extremely
overprotective of Nevaeh, trusts
Nevaeh implicitly, and treats her
like her equal.