The year is 286 AC. King Jaehaerys II has just passed, leaving the throne without a rightful ruler. While his three children fight for the crown, Winter creeps closer, and unimaginable darkness looms.
Not all alliances will be so typical this time. In fact, many people have a crucial effect on the way this story is told. As for the ending, we only hope there are enough people left alive to tell it after its passed.
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AUG. 19: So we are now officially open to the public. We have a mini-event flashback thread going on, and our main event just began. Feel free to make a second canon if you can keep both of them active enough.
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Post by Navreth Swygert on Jun 29, 2015 20:10:08 GMT
Perhaps he should have been intimidated, but he was just too intrigued. Of the few women of the Kingsguard, Elysia stuck out by name, looks, and disposition, her reputation calling her a Demoness. As a knight and guard in the service of Daemon Baratheon, Navreth had pretty much grown used to storms of women walking beside him and down the halls. But the passion of the Stormlands was unlike the frost and bite of the blonde. In all ways, the armored and guarded Elysia was unapproachable. She walked as if with a fort all around her, ready and eager to bite off the heads of men who did not perform their duties well where she could see.
Navreth had passively observed the lady warrior in her fury, remaining silent and non-participative alongside his liege lord. But today he was not on duty, instead walking the streets of King’s Landing after having finished conducting personal business. His gaze had risen from a patch of paperwork when he noticed the familiar outline of her figure walking ahead, perhaps patrolling, perhaps simply tending to her own life just as he was. The temptation to sate his curiosity could not be persuaded to overlook the opportunity. With his documents pushed into the inner folds of a black coat-pocket, he hastened his step just enough to catch up to the female Kingsguard.
Not too closely, he would come to walk in line with her, head turned to patiently meet gazes with her should she turn to inspect him. Only once she would become aware of his presence would he come a measure closer. “Greetings,” he would offer, not entirely sure what was proper to call her. About the only thing he knew about her was that she served the Princess Saerysa. “Forgive me for the boldness, lady of the Kingsguard, but I have often heard tellings of your success in defeating a significant attempt at treason. If it’s at all possible, I would enjoy hearing about what happened from the source.” Minimally, he tilted his head. “Will you indulge a curious knight?”
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