Gerion was the youngest and most reckless brother of Lord Tywin Lannister, the head of the Lannister house. He was said to be a man quick to laugh and had a gift for making others laugh.Tyrion and Jaime Lannister often refer to him as their favorite uncle.He is remembered fondly by the former for prizing and supporting Tyrion when the dwarf recited historical facts memorized by heart or cartwheeled across the supper table in Casterly Rock's great hall.Like his brothers, Kevan and Tygett, Gerion was overshadowed by their older brother Tywin Lannister. While Kevan built up a life near Tywin and Tygett tried to be independent, Gerion mocked this "game" and made jokes.Gerion once gifted King Robert Baratheon with a gilded dagger, complete with ivory grip and a sapphire on the pommel.He also gifted Tyrion on his nameday with the books Wonders and Wonders Made by Man by Lomas Longstrider and often had Tyrion recite the sixteen wonders of the World.In 276 AC, Gerion participated in the Tourney at Lannisport, held by his brother Tywin to celebrate the birth of Prince Viserys Targaryen. He was unhorsed by Prince Rhaegar Targaryen. Later, circa 291 AC, Gerion went on a quest to find the ancestral sword Brightroar and any other treasures that might have survived the Doom of Valyria. Almost a decade passed after his ship the Laughing Lion left Lannisport but Gerion never returned.Tywin Lannister sent men to look for his lost brother and they traced him as far as Volantis, where half his crew had deserted him because of his intent to sail into the Smoking Sea. He had to buy slaves to replace them.
Legal Information
NAME: Gerion Lannister
NICKNAMES: Unknown
ALIASES: Grey
DATE OF BIRTH: Unknown
PLACE OF BIRTH: Casterly Rock
Casterly Rock
CURRENT RESIDENCE: King's Landing
Physical Details
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
EYE COLOR: Green
HEIGHT: 6�1�
WEIGHT: unknown
BIRTHMARKS: None.
SCARS: He has a few in various places.
Family Ties
MOTHER: Jeyne Marbrand (Deceased)
FATHER: Tytos Lannister (Deceased)
SISTER(S): Genna Lannister
BROTHER(S): Tywin Lannister, Kevan Lannister,Tygett Lannister.
Other Family: Joy Hill (Bastard Daughter)
Relationships
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single.
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP(S): PAST RELATIONSHIP(S):
Personality
Traits: Humorous, reckless, kind, gentle, brave.
Disorders: None.
Addictions: Reading, wine and women.
Likes: Reading,wine and women.
Dislikes: Anyone who dares harms his family.
Quirks: None.
Andúnië Elessar Princess of - Gondor Daughter of King Aragorn and Lady Arwen Sweet and wholesome as Apple Pie. *laughs*
multi-para & novella writer looking for active and friendly Writers! this page was established June 11th 2020
Good Morning-- Afternoon-- Evening
my Friend.
Andúnië Elessar is my Name, but you can call me An. It`s much more easier if you ask me. I want to thank you, for accepting me, and for being my Friend. It is a pleasure for me meeting you. How are you on that wonderful sunny Day?
Since I am not a Friend of long Intros, I will do my best, to keep it short.
My whole Life I lived in Lothlórien, with my beloved great Grand Parents Lady Galdriel and Lord Celeborn. I had to do that, because I am special, I have some Fire in me, which need to be handled. I needed to learn to handle that. I got teached a lot about Nature, Creatures, Languages and of course different Weapons. There is a beautiful white Warg, I can call mine, which became a good Friend and Companion, but about that, you will read in my Starter. Since War once more is on the Way, to destroy our beautiful Middle Earth, my great Grand Parents decided to send me back Home, back to Gondor to help and well.. I wont to say to much.
If you are interested in talking about a Sl, I would love hearing back from you.
When tended with care it fills a hearth with warmth and necessity. The flames lick below a pot filled to the brim of food to be divided amongst a family. The sound of the crackling wood becomes a soothing feeling within a child that is being rocked within his mother's arms. However, when misused in the selfish nature of men, through fire and blood, it becomes the inferno of the shattered hopes and dreams. It consumes within a simple moment. The raging flames destroy everything in its wake. The anger and destruction leaving ashes falling as though it were blackened snow. The flaming red marks on skin.
Leaning back against the warm stone, the warmth seeped passed the thin layer of her blue tunic. Violet eyes watched with a love and tenderness that only a mother could bear as Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion flew back and forth through the clouds. They were the exception to fire. For her dragons were fire made flesh. An embodiment of the sweet calming nature of flames and the raging inferno of death. Like every child they had their flaws. They were only learning right from wrong at present but that made no difference. They were still children. Creatures of the old Valyria yes, but children all the same.
My children.
“What are you thinking about, Khaleesi?” Jorah's low voice broke her concentration from her children.
Turning her head slightly, the silver platinum locks caressing her cheeks fell before her eyes. Brushing back a strand and tucking it behind her ear she hummed softly “My dragons.” A small smile forming at the last word.
Jorah lifted his eyes to the sky briefly before returning to lock with her own. “Are you worried for them?”
“No. Yes.” Her voice spoke with that melodic tone as a sigh escaped her lips. “We faced warlocks. Masters who made humans...men, women, and children slaves.” Her eyes watched as Drogon slowly lowered himself to the ground. “None could take my children from me. No one ever will.” The steel in her tone leaving room for arguments.
Did I just send you a little snippet of my writing to get you intrigued enough to write with me... why yes, darling. I 100% did.
My name is Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen,First of Her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea,Breaker of Chains, andMother of Dragons.
[ Thank god for Missandei for being the amazing human she is and reading my 3 lines of titles for me! ]
But no— while i am shamelessly seeking a writing opportunity with you, the point is I wish to create a worth-wild storyline with you that is filled adventure, mystique, maybe even a modern au world. That has magic and legend with some dragons slipped in between. I hope you agree and if you do you can shoot me a message. I have a discord if that is easier for you and would be more than happy to share that your way if you wish. Let me know darling, and if not I hope you enjoy a short bit of my writing.
Maya had been through a lot since her father was killed, always on the move and never letting anyone know who she really was. She had killed some of her enemies that were involved in her father's death and the deaths of her brother Robb and mother of course but for now she was just on the move.
She was dressed in the cloths of a warrior and had her sword by her side and her arrows on her back and her Dire Wolf named Shadow was hidden for now as she followed Maya always there and always watching. She smiled to this and kept walking down the path lost in thoughts.
When she heard horses coming her blue eyes looked to the path to see who it was and when she saw the knights from King's Landing she cursed under her breath as they came closer "Look boys looks like we found a stray wolf, your sister is looking for ya girly...come witb us and we will take you to her" she laughed at this "my sister has long left that place behind but nice try though" the men looked at each other then her and one of them grabbed her causing Shadow to react and tear him apart and she smiled "Did you forget that a Stark always has their wolf?" she smiled again.
The men watched her and the Dire Wolf about to attack Shadow and so Maya moved fast using her arrows and shot them all without missing a mark and those that were left turned to face her and attacked while she took out her sword that she named Dark Slayer and the black blade gleamed in the light while she took it out and the men wee shock giving her a chance to strike two of them and their heads rolled away.
The last of them attacked her and their blades crossed making noises as they did so but in the end they were both dead at her feet and Shadow fed off some of them while Maya went to get a horse seeing the black steed and petting him gently though she stopped when she heard someone coming and she was ready for anything while Shadow stood by her side.
