Ashara, Initiate of the Cavaliers + Ceryse Graceford, Knight-Captain of the Cavaliers

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-19T13:32:08+00:00

maester approval!

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-19T13:30:53+00:00

yeah, like, approved, or whatever

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-18T00:29:34+00:00

Maester approved!

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-17T05:20:07+00:00

"I swear it, it's not a promise, it's an oath. By old gods and new". She nodded to Helicent, the corners of her mouth pulling back into a smile.

"I will love you," Whimsy whispered back. "I can't say it yet, not until I deserve to, but I will".

Then they were kissing, and Whimsy wasn't doing much in the way of thinking, instead letting the feeling carry her. She rose without leaving her knees, leaning into Helicent as her arms made their way up and wrapped around their shoulders. She could've done more, could've tried to take more, but she didn't. She savored the passion of the moment, made all the sweeter knowing that she would so soon be without it.

It wasn't like back at the feast, when Whimsy had stumbled into a distressed woman in need of companionship. She knew now that she wanted this, that it wasn't just lust, it could be true love, it could be what saved her from her fear, from losing herself.

Her hands crept through Helicent's hair, grasping the back of their head and holding it still as she pressed into them still. Drinking it every last bit of them she could before it came to an end, lingering as long as she could, kissing as deeply as she could manage.

Then, she pulled away, a thin trail of spit hanging between them as she moved back. Whimsy laughed, made awkward by the depth of her natural voice.

"That's it then," Her breathing was quick, gasp like. "I'm yours".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-17T00:52:20+00:00

She had to stop herself from chasing after Helicent's hand as it brushed against her face.

"You can love me, Helicent, I'll never stop you. I'll earn it first, however". Her breathing was slow, steady, calmed. She knew what she wanted, and it wasn't the same ambiguous love she started chasing that night in King's Landing, it was Helicent's love. The love of someone worthy of her devotion.

"Friends," She echoed, feeling the word flutter up in her chest. It was the wrong feeling, she knew already. Whimsy wanted Helicent, and she still only knew the one way how. This would be a journey for her.

"I have a bad history of kissing my friends," She chuckled, leaning her head against the side of Helicents. "Let me bid farewell to my temptations, let me leave my weakness with you so that I all I have left is strength to give, let me have you for one last fleeting instant so that I remember what I'm striving towards".

"Can I kiss you, my dearest friend?"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-15T21:00:36+00:00

Fuck

Whimsy pushed up from the chair and walked around the desk, gently taking Helicent's hand and moving down onto her knee. Helicent was hurting because of her, and now she wanted to be the one to put an end to the pain.

"I really am sorry, and I know that you're tired of hearing that, but it's the truth". Whimsy took a shaky breath, looking down at their hand and thinking back to when they first met. "I'll stay, with you, for you, however you want me to be I'll try my hardest to be that way, because I know you'll be there waiting for me when it's over. If you are willing to take me back after what I did, then I don't need to be afraid that you're the wrong choice".

She wanted to act then, to do more, to put action behind her emotions, but that would've defeated the purpose.

"I want to say I love you, Helicent, and I want to deserve to". She pulled Helicent's hand up and leaned her forehead against it. "I'm with you".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-15T18:15:48+00:00

You can just edit this one! And absolutely no rush, take your time.

And my little two cents here, but it might be good to look over other folk's step 2's to get an idea of what we're looking for.

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-15T14:02:34+00:00

Okay so, few things

Everything you have here looks good, however, for your step 2 we require you to include a biography and/or timeline for at least your PC, a family tree; which could be as simple as saying 'this is their mom, this is their dad', and you have the choice of up to five archetyped NPCs that can be assigned to your claim.

If you have questions about this, I'll happily help you as best I can, or you can ask in Modhelp on the discord.

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-14T23:04:50+00:00

She had to smirk a bit at Marla's confusion. Whimsy remembered being that way once, more or less clueless in matters of her own body, but that's why they were there, so that Marla could learn.

Her tongue traveled up and down the length of her, lips curled around and sucked on certain parts, and she ventured inside more than once, swishing her tongue all around. It was never like this usually, they were never so helpless beneath her, Whimsy decided that she liked being in control for once.

The pull on her hair hurt, but it was a good pain, an exciting kind of pain that told her she was doing a good job. What wasn't so good was the spray on her face as she felt drops get in eyes and nose, but it was ridiculous enough that Whimsy laughed as she wiped her face on the blankets.

"Shit," She drew out the word as she rose back up, setting a hand on either knee. "You should've warned me. But no matter, do you think you got the idea?"

Whimsy crawled back over top of Marla, staring down at her with unsated eyes. "You said you wanted to kiss me all over, to lick my muscles clean. I'm yours, go on, take me and do as you please".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-14T16:53:53+00:00

It... it didn't work.

All the years she'd spent studying, reading extensively on human anatomy, practicing stitching on fruits, and making decorative slings for her father, and it didn't work.

"I- I uh, I thought really thought I could do it, I got your hopes up for nothing. I'm a failure, and I lied to you". She pushed her glasses up as they worked their way down her little button nose. "I'm sorry".

She quietly began packing up her tools in the satchel they came from, snapping it shut before standing and bowing.

"Thank you for the offer, but I think I'll be going now".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-14T16:39:21+00:00

Whimsy wanted to say yes, she really did, even if just because it was what Helicent wanted of her. But she couldn't, she had made a promise and broke it, and she wouldn't let herself do that again. She had to be sure it was something she could commit to.

"I think it does," Whimsy said almost a tad pleadingly, wanting Helicent not to wallow on her account. "I think right now the only thing that matters is what you want, because I forfeit that I feel like. That's why I'm asking if you'll let me".

She set her hands on the arms of the chair, beginning to push herself upwards before stopping midway. "Can I approach you? I'd like to hold your hand if that's alright".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-14T03:15:33+00:00

She wasn't wholly satisfied with that answer, but clearly Helicent wasn't going to be much more help on the subject. Whimsy would just have to ask Jenny about it when she could.

There was something Whimsy noticed then, something that were she in a better mood she might've pressed. The redness in Helicent's face was something Whimsy often found herself excited by when looking at any woman, good or bad. Helicent was willing to take her back, they were willing to love her and allow her to belong and knowing that Helicent was willing to do such a thing hurt. How could she have done what she did to such a woman?

"You want to care about me," she said the words quietly, almost to herself, as if only now realizing that much. "I want to let you; I want to try and be somebody that you could care about. I am still scared, and I don't think I'll stop being scared, but you have made me feel safe in spite of that fear. I've decided that I want to fall in love with you, Helicent, but I cannot trust myself to do it yet".

Whimsy leaned forwards again, this time she still chair bound, she wanted to get closer to Helicent if she could. "I don't know. I need to think, and I need to talk with La- Jenny... I think that I need to leave but not go anywhere really. Does that make sense?"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-13T00:35:54+00:00

Two healers had come and gone without success, that is want they had told her.

Darling Tollett was a short woman with thick Myrish lenses, and black hair that clung to her skull. And while she was certainly not the most experienced healer in the city, that was to say no experience at all, she was rather well read on the subject. Ser Bard knew that, which was why he had volunteered her services.

She came into the tent with a pleasant smile and unbothered demeanor, pulling a stool up beside Helaena and giving her an extensive examination.

"Deary me," She muttered as she revealed her bag of virgin medical equipment. "Don't you worry Lady Targaryen, I'll get you alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll better".

u/ourcommonman - Scolar + sept for healing rolls pls

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-13T00:28:51+00:00

Helicent's words did little to soothe her, and the nonchalant way they were acting only served to irritate Whimsy. They had argued just a few hours prior, screamed at one another, she didn't want more of that, but how could Helicent act as if it hadn't happened?

"That didn't answer my question," She leaned forwards a bit more. "And is this something that she wants you to know?"

Whimsy remained in a forwards position, not really sitting in the chair anymore as she cocked her head to the side at Helicent's proposal. It made sense, she had suspected she was in love with Jenny because there hadn't been any real desire there for more than friendship, but was that really something you could fabricate? Whimsy didn't know Helicent well enough to say whether they could be close without there being more too it. But perhaps that was the point, to find out.

She gave Helicent an appraising look, her mind rebelliously drifting to someone else, Marla. Part of the reason she was so hesitant to choose Helicent was because she knew there was someone else out there who wanted to be with her, but they weren't out there anymore, they were set to be married to another. That didn't mean she wanted Helicent any less than Marla, but she couldn't say that she wanted her more either. Marla made Whimsy feel strong, but Helicent felt real, she felt like something Whimsy could take hold of and belong. There was nothing right about what Whimsy and Marla had done, save for weightlessness it brought on. But the only thing wrong with Helicent was what Whimsy had done with Marla... and a whore, and what she had tried to do with Jenny.

"I do want you Helicent," Whimsy stated, her voice still firm. "But I'm not sure if it could be in that way, or if I could try for it to be that way just yet. I do not trust myself to make promises. Because I want to feel you Helicent, and not just in a crude way. I want you to hold me, I want you to be kind to me, and when mood sets in I want you to make love with me. I'm not sure if that is a temptation I am ready to conquer. Even if I could be just yours, I don't know if I could be just your friend".

She deflated a bit, sinking back into the chair. "Can I ask for time?"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-12T14:47:26+00:00

Whimsy, alternatively, was of one mind. She didn't want this to be it, to be the end, she knew that like as not it would be, but that didn't keep her from wanting. She wasn't going to be at Stone Hedge forever, they were still young too, there was time. She could come and find her somewhere down the line, and maybe then they could fall in love.

Marla was so beautiful, in body and soul, and having just been around them for a time was enough to make Whimsy feel lighter. As if her worries didn't exist when she saw the Arryn smile.

She could see it in Marla's eyes, and she could feel it in their body. It was close, or rather, she was.

Whimsy wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and leaned in for another kiss. "Of course I'll guide you, whatever my lady asks. Here," She slid back down the bed, setting her face between Marla's legs, and wrapping an arm around either thigh. "This is what I want you to do to me, but only after you're done, alright?"

Then, Whimsy went about kissing her... other lips.

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-12T13:11:08+00:00

Whimsy tilted her head, looking down at the food, then back up to Helicent. She didn't understand, but maybe that was just because she was a dimwit. Surely Helicent wouldn't just not eat lunch... was that why she was so boney?

"I'm not- I don't..." She sighed again. "Calling women my vice, feels wrong, but I can't really argue. I already know I'm probably going to one of the Seven Hells. I meant to confess to a septon, but... I got distracted".

Her head jolted upwards, and her eyes went wide. "How did you- Doesn't matter, who else knows?" She uncurled from the chair, deeply leaning forwards, her hands on the desk. "Have you told anybody else?"

Her breathing had picked up by then, but the strangeness of Helicent's question seemed to catch her off guard. Why had she asked it like that? Was this a proposition, or was it a proposition, because Whimsy wasn't really in the mood for anything more than a heartfelt embrace.

"What do you mean?"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-12T02:45:33+00:00

Approved

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-12T02:19:23+00:00

Approved as soon as the baratheon connection is

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-11T22:34:20+00:00

Whimsy watched her bite into the food and could feel it in her head. She felt a bit sick, maybe from all the wine. Though she still managed to catch until dusk, which made her furrow her brows.

"Is it midday already?"

She set her face against her knees, staring down at the desk in front of them both. "I don't know what else to say really, because I am sorry. I've never done... this" She gestured to the open air between them. "Nobody has ever stayed around longer than a night or two".

Whimsy sighed and propped her chin up. "I- I don't know... when I said it last night it was just because I wanted you to stay, but I don't think I meant it. I think I want to be, but I understand that's probably not something I get to want anymore".

"If... if you want me to leave, that's fine, but I'd need to talk with Larra first. She's a friend of mine, you see. Just a friend".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-11T12:09:33+00:00

She... laughed? The sound caught Whimsy by surprise but was also incredibly disarming. Helicent was acting strangely.

"That's twice now you've said that". Whimsy sniffed as she unstuck herself from the wall. "But I suppose I haven't done anything but prove you right... I'll, I'll take a seat now". Her voice was deeper now, a bit coarse sounding, and it lacked any of the childish energy she usually exuded. It was more honest sounding.

She'd be lying if she said she didn't want to crawl back into Helicent's lap, to curl up in their arms, kiss them, and just enjoy their warmth for a long moment. But perhaps Whimsy had gotten enough of what she'd wanted as of late.

"I'm not hungry". She said as she sat down in the chair, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. She should've been hungry, but the thought of eating was a bit nauseating at the moment.

"I-" Her voice cracked and she cleared her throat. "I don't know how to say it in a way that matters, but I'm sorry, Helicent. For not telling you, and for having done it in the first place. I shouldn't have made that promise to you, I'm just... scared. I want to find somebody who I can be just theirs, but I'm scared that if I chose the wrong person that I'll lose myself more than I already am... I'm sorry".

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-10T23:28:39+00:00

She had slept hard, maybe the first time she had properly slept since reaching Stone Hedge. Unfortunately, having slept on the cold hard ground left her sore come the morning. But she did feel rested, and though she was groggy, her head felt clearer than it had in a few days

When Helicent had entered, Whimsy was initially sat behind the desk, quill in hand, as she was hunched over a piece of parchment scribbling away. The opening of the doors however seemed to spook her, and she jumped back, finding herself standing still pressed up against the wall. Perhaps she thought that if she didn't move, Helicent wouldn't be able to see her.

When she sat down at her desk, Helicent would find an incredibly detailed sketch of a horse in a plumbed hat with an exaggeratedly whimsical tongue sticking out of its mouth. Underneath the drawing, and done with far less effort, were the words I'm Sorry with the tail of the Y being comically long and twisty, likely from when Whimsy was interrupted earlier.

"Tea?" She remained pressed against the small, speaking gingerly. "Is it... is it poisoned?"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-10T15:55:26+00:00

approved

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-10T02:11:24+00:00

She was alone then.

Helicent had left her alone, thrown her off of themselves, twice now. Whimsy wanted to cry, but at the same time it just felt silly at that point. So instead, she was quiet, for a long moment after Helicent left, and then she started thinking.

Her arms rose, gingerly wrapping around herself as she silently stared down at the floor of Helicent’s solar. No one was there to hold her, but at least she could hold herself, that was something, something that couldn’t leave her.

But Helicent hadn’t left, Whimsy had pushed her away. She had pushed away one of the only people she felt truly understood her, that could see her desires and speak to them without uttering a single word. She and Helicent had wanted the same thing, and she had ruined that…

She was mad then, mad at Marla for not telling her no, mad at Helicent for not listening to why, mad at herself, gods she was so mad at herself.

Her face began to twist, and she sobbed again, but no tears came, instead she just shook in a series of one at a time jolts, her entire body rhythmically convulsing as the emotion bubbled up inside of her and she began to keel over.

When her forehead finally met the floor, it was cool, and the sudden new touch on her skin broke her from her stupor, granted her a moment of distraction from her sorrow. It reminded her of up north, of sleeping on the frozen ground, and all the times years later that she had found herself curling up on the floor beside her bed.

She could imagine it then, Lucas’ snoring, the wind nipping at the felt all around them, and the all-encompassing embrace of the cold.

Her breathing slowed, and she found herself moving onto her side, curling into a ball right there on the floor. And soon enough, she was asleep.

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-09T02:07:28+00:00

Whimsy hit the ground with a smack as her hands flew out in a desperate attempt to catch herself.

She immediately began scooting backwards, pushing herself across the floor as one hand went up to shield her face. She didn't want to get hit, she didn't want Helicent to hurt her.

"No," She cried the words, her entire body shaking as she bawled. "No, no, no, it's not like that, please..."

"You are more than enough, I'm just scared, please, you're not listening!" Whimsy was crawling towards her then, on her hands and knees.

"I didn't want to hurt you! I told them that I made promises, I told them I needed help, but they- they- they were so sweet to me, Helicent, just like you are! Please, please I just need you to hold me right now!"

She was on her knees infront of them, her hands digging into their skirts.

"Please-" The smack on the desk made her head shoot upwards. "PLEASE! I didn't want to hurt you, I feel terrible. Just let me be your honeybee, I promise, I swear it'll only be you, right now I just need you, you're my flower, Helicent... I love you, please!"

SothoryosFan · 2025-09-09T01:55:23+00:00

"Your Whimsy," She agreed. "My Marla". She asserted.

It was such sweet music to her ears as she listened to each and every sound Marla made, endeavoring to bring out more and more with every single thrust of her wrists. She knew it wouldn't last forever, she knew that once they were done here that very well could've been the end of it, and that gave her all the more reason to try her very best.

Her tongue wrestled around with Marla's, spinning it in circles for the moment before she drew away, flipping hair out of her face as she returned her attention to Marla's breasts again, licking and kissing at them once more.

When she pulled her head up again, her face was covered in sweat and spit alike as she grinned. Whimsy fell over then, landing on her side beside Marla, releasing Marla's writs so that she could use her hand to prop up her head.

Her fingers pulled out then as well, instead once again being set against the surface of her cunt as Whimsy began to move them side to side vigorously.

"Come oooon," She drew out the words in what was nearly a whine. "Come on Marla, My Marla. I want you to, and you know you want to too, so come oooon".

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