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.
Events
Join us for our first event, the wake of recently deceased King Jaehaerys II.
Updates
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.
Don't hesitate in pestering staff with questions; it's what we're here for! Let's raise a glass and make a cheer toward a successful launch of Winds of Winter.
The Hand of the King firstborn son has grown a proper age to be a man, making his father proud with his adamant display of strength and nobility. With Arkas Baratheon constantly away from the Stormlands, a namesday to return home with the realm has come with his boys sixteenth nameday. Inviting the realm to come and celebrate, a tournament held in honor of his seed.
The main grounds house the battlegrounds for men who wish to display their prowess with a sword, and earn favor to the lords and ladies of the seven kingdom. From the main stage are tents and countless tables for those who wish to feast and celebrate the firstborns youth. Ale flowing as freely as the meat being handed to every hungry hand.
[ this thread servers as the feast portion of the namesday ]
[ if you wish to duel in the tournament, simply create a new thread and tag it [event] and battle to your hearts content, people can come and watch the countless fights ]
[ participation in this event allows one evolution for an item/animal/magic. there is no posting order. post at least five times to be considered a legitimate participant. ]
Post by ROBERT BARATHEON on Oct 7, 2017 23:00:27 GMT
Reach out your hands Don't turn your back Don't walk away How in the world Can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart Close to you 'Til the last beat Of my heart
The realm of man had come to celebrate his nameday. Nobles from the farthest reaches north to the lowest dunes of the South had come to the Stormlands to honor his house and his presence. Seated before a crowd of relatives and friends with countless guests. Robert felt naked without his armor and axe. Though soon enough he could call upon them both.
With formalities aside, the young lord escaped the center of attention. Giving such a duty to his father and mother as he entered the crowd. Greeting friends and familiar faces. All these man and woman bowed before him as if he was a dragon lord, the boy was just a stag. Speaking to everyone that offered him a conversation until he made it to the fringe of the crowd.
Longing for the tournament grounds compared to the tables of the feast. They had plenty of time to spoil themselves with fancy ales and food. Robert wanted to battle while he was still young. An eager smile painting his face with his mothers violet eyes starring towards the horizon. The boy was meant to do great things.
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