About me: Tyrion Lannister is a member of House Lannister and is the third and youngest child of Lord Tywin Lannister and the late Lady Joanna Lannister. His older siblings are Cersei Lannister, the queen of King Robert I Baratheon, and Ser Jaime Lannister, a knight of Robert's Kingsguard.
Tyrion is a dwarf; because of this he is sometimes called the Imp and the Halfman. He is one of the major POV characters in the books
โPardon me your grace. Mind if I join you?โ Nysa smiled slow and kind, gesturing towards the empty seat opposite of Tyrion. โ I am told food will be brought shortly, and I'd rather sweet breads and tea to literature and writing. โย
hey!ย I'm Annika, but everyone i know calls me either Nix or Nixi.ย thank you so much for the add.ย if you are cool with it, let me tell you a little about me and my style of RP.ย i am what i call, an old school RPer. ive been doing for almost 18 years. (i started when rping on myspace was a thing, doing Harry potter and twilight. haha)ย i am open to EVENTUALLY rping the sexy stuff, but that is not something that i just randomly do. it has to be earned though real writing and a real storyline. ย i am open to most verses, and can adapt my character to fit most things, as long as the storyline (idea) is good. i am a para-multi para rper, so anything less than that isn't really rping in my eyes. we both need stuff to work with if the RP is going to work out.ย i am good with talking out storylines, but i LOVE getting random starters, (as long as they are long enough/detailed enough to work with) and i love IN CHARACTER drama. if you want to know more about my style of rp, feel free to ask. also, feel free to reply to this in a message if you are more comfortable with that. ย :)ย ย ย about my character, she is a 229 year old Phoenix, whos been though so much drama and history in her life. she now lives in new york and owns a club in the upper east side called Ember's where she is a bar tender
โTo raise my bow is to forge a promise...and I always keep my promises.โ
ooc;; Welcome! Thank you for accepting my request /or/ for adding me!ย I'm looking forwardย discussing a plot or beginning a free-write with you (whichever you prefer). If you have rules I should review, please let me know as I did not see them when I reviewed your page and blog.
When time allows, I look forward to speaking with you!ย ย
Until then, Be well. ~ย Eyes in the East
PS: My profile is not MC :) The faces on the left are there to provide some background info on supporting characters that may make an appearance. (Though the entire profile is underconstuction rn)
Hello there! I am Rapunzel and would love to say thank you for accepting me! I am so happy to be able to see a new face around well I guess most faces would be new after leaving my tower. BUT ANYWAY! I can't wait to be able to get some kind of story together and have some magic!
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Hi I truly did want to say thank you for the add. I am very sorry for a copy-pasta comment, but it helps me keep track of people and make it easier for us to establish a conversation without making you feel pressured to reply right away! I have a discord that I am on pretty often, so if you'd like a faster conversation, feel free to let me know! Also, I adore crossovers so never fear, I will figure a way for us to write together!
Meereen was in shambals. She understood why Daenerys wanted to stay, make sure the hold she had over it -- the lands she'd already "conquered" stayed within the palm of her hand but -- at the same time, Visenya didn't. She thought she was ruling but she was stumbling, almost as badly as her nephew had all those years ago -- she understood the strength she had with her dragons though, he did not, too scared to do a thing -- especially after turning his back on Maegor. It didn't matter how many times Visenya tried to steer him in the right direction, push him toward the back of his own beast, demanding he take what was his by right of fire and blood, he hesitated. She was being counseled to calm, be kind -- not to rule through heat but, that was her most effiecient weapon.
"You did good." She comments, back turned to Tryion though she could feel him approaching from behind -- her hand lifted, working across the massive, tight and scaled muzzle of one of the dragons the infamous "Imp" had freed, "The faster we get Meereen under control, the sooner we can go to Westeros."This --- where they were, what Daenerys thought was important, wasn't. Visenya was woken, torn from hundreds of years of slumber -- filled again with the burning flames of fire, of magic, with the same dream, vision that brought her and his siblings to take the seven Kingdoms in the first place. The long night was coming. She could feel it in the air, the chill that -- even all the way across the sea, she could feel. "They can't be kept in the dark, in chains... That's how dragons die."ย
There's a little smile when the dragon eases forward, nuzzling almost into her hand, against the side of her frame before it turns it's massive body and takes flight again. Visenya does the same, turns back in Tyrion's direction, she doesn't hesitate to leave the openness of the balcony -- to re-enter the Dragon Queen's 'Castle', or to take the goblet of wine from the lion's hand and offer herself a long swallow of the sweetened liquor.ย ย
