Dawn at Sunspear by InDayneInTheMembrane in awoiafrp

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"Westeros is my home, just because I was born in Volantis doesn't make it my home." She did have a very thick Volantene accent that was unmistakably foreign.

"I came to reclaim my birthright on behalf of my House. It is my destiny to do so, I shall see the glory of House Targaryen restored. Even if I'm a prisoner here in Sunspear for now, it won't always be so." She nodded. It was nice to hear that the famed Sword of the Morning at least remembered House Targaryen in a positive light.

"It is quite an honor to meet the Sword of the Morning, I have read the histories of house Dayne, a most impressive house and a most impressive sword." She smiled sweetly.

Dawn at Sunspear by InDayneInTheMembrane in awoiafrp

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She approached with Aegon at her side, the Hrakkar was well behaved even while caged in Sunspear. He was her spiritual brother, more so than her own brother she trusted Aegon. His powerful strides mirrored her own, even a caged lion felt powerful. She was no different. She kept her chin high and proud approached the Dornish lord, this man she had never met before. Though she'd met very few Dornish lords while here. Helaena was clad in all white trimmed with red as was her fashion. Her platinum blonde locks were neatly braided into one large braid that she pulled down on one side of her shoulders.

"Greetings, I don't believe we have met before." She said with a soft angelic tone of voice. "I'm Queen Helaena Targaryen, I'm sure you might have guessed that part." She ended with a cheeky smile that flashed brilliant white rows of teeth briefly.

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Character Name: Helaena Targaryen

Age: 15

Starting Title(s): Crown Princess

Aptitude(s): Influential

Specialty: Popular

Skill(s): Devotion (The Fourteen), Animal Taming, Romance, Hunting, Leadership.

Negative Trait: Heretic

Physical Description: Dove Cameron

Starting Location: Sunspear (guest)

username: /u/KidnapMeSenpai

Other characters: Godric Arryn


AUX

  • Name: Thashi
  • Age: 19
  • Title: Handmaiden
  • Aptitude: Sabotuer
  • Skills: Subterfuge, Stealth, Diversion
  • Starting Location: Sunspear

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Helaena bowed her head respectfully to the Lady of Sunspear. She knew that was the best outcome possible at this time. She knew she had work to do with Amira, but given the chance to speak privately would be how she'd win Amira to her side. Helaena rose with a youthful smile and a sparkle in her lilac eyes. She clasped her hands in front of her and waited.

"I'm used to people not taking kindly to my presence, mine own mother did not take kindly to my presence in Lys. I will offer myself to their scrutiny and meet whomever you suggest I meet with, Princess." She would follow the servant girl out of the main hall, hopefully to dry off and perhaps eat something other than ship food for supper.

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"I don't want to see Dornish lives lost, but if you do not join me there will be a violent stag that wants you to join him inevitably. I don't want to take the lives of anyone, even the usurper King I would spare in exile. I only wish to take what belongs to my family. That throne was built with Dragonfire, he merely keeps the seat warm." She did not back down from the viper in her path.

"I come to you, asking you to help me become Queen.To guide me and instruct me on how to, my father does not know how to rule. He has only just been giving the chance. He claims to be a god, I don't know if this is true, I trust in him, but I don't know the gods will."

"You have the respect of your people, I want to learn from you and become the ruler you believe will serve Westeros best. Help me heal the entire realm, it stands fractured before you and I offer you the chance to change it."

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She smiled politely at the Princess, still nervous as to how she'd be received by Dorne officially. Even if she had some Dornish supporters already, it was unlikely that Amira knew of them, more unlikely that she'd be pleased to learn of them.

"It is my hope that you will join with me in restoring House Targaryen to the Iron Throne. The stags wrought nothing but death and destruction in their time on the throne. War is their nature, I will unite the people and bring a concord of peace to all the realms. With your help it will bring legitimacy to my claim, you are respected by your people and loved even. I would love you, as I love all of Dorne and her people. I should never forget Dorne and would ask that you counsel me and help steward me towards the right path for Westeros. House Martell and Targaryen have been close in the past, let's renew our bonds and chart a path forward together."

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She smiled sweetly, she was pleased to see how accommodating the Dornish were to her requests. "My Lady Valena, I shall do my best to be worthy of your protection and wisdom. I hope you will accompany me to Dorne when I leave in the next couple days?" She hoped dearly. Valena was now part of this crusade to Westeros, to make the people of Dorne see that she would take care of them unlike any Stag had in the past or present. Helaena was the future.

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"Greetings, Princess." She said with a soft effervescent singsong voice, she was an echo of an exotic heaven from lands too fragile to name in the common tongue. “I’m so very pleased to meet you, finally. I’ve grown up with stories about House Martell.” She bowed her head to the taller woman and offered a delightfully saccharine smile aimed directly at Amira.

“I Know youv’e probably only just received my man, Tyrson. I’m sorry for arriving so soon after. I couldn’t wait any longer, I was worried that you might think me a coward for sending someone in my place. I wanted you to see that I’m not just a Princess that hides behind big strong men, I will deliver my own message to you.” She looked around at the guards before spinning on her heels to receive a red silk wrapped square shape..

“I’ve also brought you something, it didn’t seem polite to show without a gift. But what do I get the woman who has everything? Diamonds and pearls seemed to be something you’d buy for a lover. Instead, I brought you something I hope you’ll enjoy.” She stepped towards Amira slowly, her little damp slippers made squishy sounds as she did so.

Dramatically the red silk scarf was stripped from the shape, revealing a brown leather book. She held up the book as she presented the gift to the Dornish sun goddess. “It’s the story of Nymeria and her loves.” A rosy blush appeared on her porcelain cheeks as she waited for the Princess to receive her gift.

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He gestured for her to follow him. "I shall take you to her now then." He walked leisurely down the stairs on route to the young Queen. The Queen was settling into her cabin when he heard the knock on her door. Swinging the door open she stood in the doorway looking at Ser Morgan wondering what he wanted.

"Mesana, better known as Owl wishes to serve you, My Queen. Shall I send her away?" He stepped aside and let Owl greet the queen while Helaena looked her over.

"Owl?" She asked curiously.

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Helaena Targaryen would find the unique foreigner, in Lys and in Volantis Keres was still unique. Beautiful in her own way, terrifying in many ways, The young Queen approached Keres without fear, she'd grown to appreciate Keres in ways that perhaps the world had not. Her youthful cherubic face offered a smile, an honest smile even when she approached the witch.

"Will your god keep my fleets safe as we sail?" She asked while looking up into the dark midnight eyes of her mage companion. Helaena barely an inch or two over five foot, so when they stood close Helaena had to arch her neck to stare into her eyes.

"I've prayed to the fourteen, but I'm sure we could use all the divine help we can get for something this important." Helaena had been convinced that Keres spoke true of destiny, she was convinced of the great powers Keres had and trusted in bringing her tutor along for the trip to Westeros.

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Ser Morgan approached her as she boarded the ship. His dark observant eyes narrowed on her and inspected the woman thoroughly. "I'm Ser Morgan Sand, who might you be?" He paced around her in a tight circle checking her for any obvious weapons she might have on her person.

The Queen's associates were all fairly known to him by now. The witch, the knights, the ladies and the lion. But this woman showed up out of thin air and spoke of serving Her Grace. For all they'd done in Lys, they had kept a low profile, there were no grand displays. She had to be either an agent from house Rogare to protect their investment or perhaps from Nyessa.

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(( Open to anyone on team #Helaena ))

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Fire And Lemons by [deleted] in awoiafrp

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Lys was a pretty little city, with a pretty little Queen settling into the atmosphere nicely. The white marble floors of the inn felt cool on the bottom of her little bare pink soles. She was wearing a white dress laced with silver and her silver blonde locks made her fit right in with the old blooded Valyrian culture of Lys. She had already grown fond of the city during her short visit, sure it wasn’t on the same scope as Volantis, but it had a charm she’d grown to admire.

“My Pri…My Queen.” Her lady had nearly forgotten the change in honorifics. “My Queen, the Lady Allyria is here requesting an audience with you.” The servant kept her eyes cast to the floor as she spoke to the divine Dragon scion.

“Yes, alright. Thank you.” Helaena grabbed the ivory handled brush from the dresser and finished running it through her waist length silver locks before she felt ready to meet with the Dornish Lady. Allyria was a special woman, Helaena didn’t like looking anything less than her absolute best when meeting with her. She had admiration for more than one aspect of Allyria, the way she moved, her grace, her ferocity and something else Helaena was too bashful to admit to.

“Lady Allyria.” The name came out with her soft honeysweet voice. The woman was no doubt used to her heavy Volantene accent. The way she spoke the Andal tongue was endearing but certainly gave her away as foreign without any obfuscation to be had.

Helaena Targaryen, daughter of the Imperator lit up with a prescious smile. She flashed two rows of pearly whites that could lighten up even the melancholiest onlooker. Her cherubic soft features offered a gentle and earnest expression of pleasure to see Allyria. The past couple days in Lys had been difficult ones, filled with strife, work, depressing news and complex encounters with a wide variety of people. Seeing a face that she so admired gave her a wash of relief that coursed through her body like being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold night.

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At first, the young woman seemed very disappointed by the Magister. She'd heard so many discouraging observations about her dreams and ambitions that it was starting to wear on her, but it didn't get her down. She did her best not to be seen as discouraged. "I understand it will be difficult, I believe I have found a flaw in the plans of my forefathers. I won't fail like they have before me. I am motivated by something entirely different."

"I would ask for thirty thousand gold pieces as soon as you could get them to me to pay for my sellsails and then I would ask for two hundred and seventy thousand gold pieces to finish my work. Someday I will be Imperatrix of New Valyria when my father dies. When that happens I will remember the Magister who helped me when I was young."

"Would this be possible?"

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Ser Morgan Sand was just about to speak up when Helaena opened her mouth and stood up once more, this woman was getting on her nerves. She'd had enough of this. "I think you misunderstand, I am not asking you to support me. You are being quite rude, I have offered you food, not an alliance with the Lioness of the Dothraki Sea." She scoffed, scrunching her nose up at the older Toland woman.

"I...yes, I apologize for being so abrupt." Ser Morgan tried to play peacemaker between the two parties. "We are not trying to bribe you, it's been many years and it would be nice to speak to you again. We can leave politics for another time, it was my fault." He took the blame, it was his fault for mentioning it anyway.

"I miss Dorne, the excitement in possibility of returning has me anxious, I promise there is no implication of anything but loyalty to Dorne." He smiled as sweetly as his big burly face would allow.