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[center][h1]Tyrosh of the Free Cities[/h1][/center]

Black or Green: Green

History:

Tyrosh, member of the ill-fated Triarchy, was on dire straits after a series of political blunders or twists of fate lead by the former Archon. The Triarchy accepted an offer of alliance from Ser Otto Hightower, the Hand to King Aegon II Targaryen, to assist the Greens. Most notably was the Triarchy's fleets strike against the [i]Gay Abandon[/i] which resulted with the capture of Viserys Targaryen. The fleet met a less impressive fate when after the sacking of Spicetown and High Tide they were beset by dragons that crippled the fleet.

A dark cloud was floating on the horizon for the Triarchy. Lys had fallen in upon itself in a frenzy when a Lyseni admiral was murdered by a rival for the affections of the courtesan known as the Black Swan. Moreover, An alliance between Braavos, Pentos, and Lorath was formed to contest the Triarchy and has been putting immense pressure on the cities, though Myr has taken the greatest burnt of the military threat. 

Characters: 

[center][u]House Vahsi[/u][/center]

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Name: Thaario Vahsi
Age: 55
Location: Tyrosh
Biography:

Born to the leader of a powerful Tyroshi Mercenary guild - Thaario Vahsi was born into a privileged home, sitting squarely in the middle of the Convlace of wealth and nobility within the Free City of Tyrosh. Though a wealthy and powerful home it might have been, it wasn't a happy one for the young Thaario as he was seen with contempt from his father Gratori Vahsi. This contempt was born from his inability to bear a son for so long in his life through many different wives and when finally a son was born he was marred with a deformity of the leg, a club-foot, leaving the young boy unable to walk without assistance.

This may not have been a large problem for other families but the Vahsi family were the creators of the Vahsi Lions, a mercenary company of great renown out of Tyrosh, that had grown into what was known as the Vahsi Concordance. The Concordance became a powerful and influential union of important Tyroshi mercenary bands. Gratori's dreams of his son creating his own band of mercenaries and spreading the Vahsi name far and wide died whenever he first looked upon the deformed leg.

Despite the lack of care he was given, Thaario would grow up to become a greater asset to Gratori than he could have ever imagined. The contempt had turned to admiration and pride when at the early age of 13 Thaario had already mastered many of the subjects presented by his tutors. Thaario's ability for both mathematical understanding and oratorical skill far outstripped his fathers and he began writting all of his father's adresses to the Convlace, along with assisting in the montery work that comes from working on a large number of mercenary companies.

In his first major act taking his father's place in the Convlace, he championed the cause of the very newly formed Triarchy in its attempt to push Volantis from the Disputed lands and form a lasting bond between the bitter rivals of Lys, Myr, and his own home of Tyrosh. In a political gambit that would define the life he would later lead, Thaario positioned the Vhaasi Concordence with it's ties to numerous Mercenary companies at the forefront of this coming war. Dangerous as it might have been for the dream his father had built up, his gambit had worked. With Volantis driven from the Disputed Lands and the Triarchy formed as the 'eternal alliance', the Vahsi family had quickly rocketed to the upper echelons of the Tyroshi political structure. Thaario himself was lauded with praise in the Convlace and was assigned a position upon the inner circle of the current Archon, Olasio Mortas, serving as the lord of the vault and master of coin.

Though a simple enough position, Thaario struggled to keep the coffers flush throughout the Triarchy's many wars in the Stepstones. Though victorious against the pirate coves that dotted the islands, the Triarchy's navy quickly proved no match to the Targaryens and their pet Sea Snake; Corlys Velaryon. This culminated in Daemon Targaryen being pronounced King of the Stepstones and the Narrow sea. This action was met with indignation from the Tyroshi, believing that the Stepstones were always their territory, and as such action had to be taken.

Thaario was released of his duties and re-commissioned as an emissary to the Kingdom of Dorne, seeking their aid in the reclaiming of the Stepstones. Though difficult Thaario spent the next three years in the foreign kingdom and eventually came back not only with the alliance that the Triarchy so desperately desired but also with his new wife.

Elia Martell was a fiery woman with a outspoken nature and bold convictions that brought her both praise and ire in the courts of Dorne. Born to the brother of the Prince, she did not have a direct claim to the throne but her opinion still held large sway over her uncle. Her staunch disagreement with the alliance to the Trairchy was the biggest hurdle that Thaario had to overcome in reaching the alliance he sought.

When the Emissary's from Lys and Myr had already been turned away, Thaario still pressured against Elia in attempts to change her mind. Three years passed while he attempted everything he could thing of to bring her to his side. His stubbornness was rewarded not by a careful plot he had laid to bring Dorne to his side regardless of the woman's opinions, but by a large amount of admiration and respect borne from the two parties arguing against each other.

The Alliance was penned and as a symbol of this new friendship a wedding was arranged between Thaario Vahsi and Elia Martell. In the year 110 AC the Triarchy with their new Dornish allies and lead by Racallio Ryndoon launched a counter attack into the Stepstones that would rage for many years. It was not long after this that Olasio Mortas, the former Archon, fell deathly ill. Although facing some opposition from his contemporaries Thaario Vahsi was raised to the position of Archon of Tyrosh. Though with fighting continuing over the Stepstones the next few years were fairly quiet for the new leader until rumblings in Westeros would try the man once again.

The Dance of the Dragons saw the Triarchy take the side opposing their long time enemies; Daemon Targaryen and Lord Corlys. The fighting was fairly far removed from the Triarchy but the raiding of the Gay Abandon and the subsequent battles came out as fairly even for the Triarchy, capturing a powerful hostige and sacking two towns upon dragons stone, but they had lost over two thirds of the fleet they had assembled for the fighting. 

It was not long after that news reached the Triarchy that Aegon II had perished and that the Greens had lost the war. This news along with the in-fighting amongst the Triarchy and the beginnings of a rival alliance forming by Braavos, Pentos, and Lorath had left the politcal and martial strength built up by the Tyroshi in shambles. 

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Name: Elia Martell
Age: 58
Location: Sunspear, Dorne
Biography:

No one can say that Elia Martell didn't have great love for her home and people. As with many young Martell princess's she grew up on the stories of her beloved hero Nymeria and could only dream to grow up to be half the woman she was. Though never truly destined to sit upon Sunspear's throne, that never dissuaded her from attempting to influence the kingdom she loved dearly.

As she grew into her own as a strong, authoritative woman she grew closer to her uncle, the Prince of Dorne. Her own father had begun to grow tired of how she flitted around the courts, attempting to influence nobles and grow her own say within the kingdom. She had turned down many suitors in her attempt to serve Dorne. Despite her reluctance to settle down, most likely with one of the noble houses of her home kingdom, she still was held in high esteem in the court of Sunspear.

She almost always warded against getting Dorne involved in outside wars and attempted to keep a neutral stance when considering the fighting that involved their historically hostile northern neighbors. Believing that peace had kept Dorne prosperous and it being true that the last time Dorne had fought a war against a foreign power was the original invasion of Dorne over a hundred years ago.

Though she did not know it yet, she would help set in place a change in that policy when she first met a young ambassador with a strange streak of blue in his hair. Thaario Vahsi was later introduced to her as an ambassador from Tyroshi, a free city across the narrow sea, who had come to seek alliance and friendship from Dorne on behalf of his city and two others together whom form The Kingdom of Three Daughters that everyone seemed to call them.

Initially she was not very impressed with the young Thaario, he walked with a cane despite his young age and though his words were beautiful and well spoken she had seen the like of him before. The cold eyes and calculating minds of schemers and politicans, were nothing she, nor Dorne, wanted to deal with. She sent him away and urged the Prince of Dorne to do the same.

Many other ambassadors from the Triarchy came and went in an attempt to bring Dorne to their side, but most of them were even less impressive then the man from Tyrosh. Despite often heated debates between Elia and Thaario he seemed unwilling to give up on his goal and so he remained in Sunspear for another year.

Looking back on it, she couldn't even pinpoint when she fell for the young man from across the sea. Their debates had long stopped by the second year of his stay and she began to show him across her country, showing him all the things she loved about it, hoping to explain to him why she couldn't allow it to be dragged into a war in which it wasn't defending itself. She came to realize that, despite his cold eyes and calculating demeanor, Thaario was a kindred soul to her. The ambassador from Tyrosh only wished to serve his home as faithfully as she served hers.

Halfway into the third year of his stay Elia relented on a singular condition, that Thaario ask for her hand in marriage and grow to rule Tyrosh as the Archon. If he truly wished to gain Dorne's aid for his home he must come to love her and he must come to love Dorne. At the time this had brought a laugh to the ambassador from Tyrosh, he accepted without a second thought. Elia often wonders what Thaario was thinking at that point in time, if he really believed his love for her, or if he had reached the point where he would promise anything to gain the aid he required. She never truly found an answer she liked.

With her support and the support of those noble's close to her it did not take much longer to convince the Prince to side with the Triarchy in the Stepstone wars. The ambassador had done good work in her eyes, convincing many of the other nobles well before he had finally convince her. It was three years since his arrival but finally a ceremony was held to wed the two and she left with him upon a ship returning to Tyrosh.

Life in Tyrosh was strange to her. She missed the sands of Dorne, the strange colored hair that seemed so popular on this island, and most of all the incredible amount of slaves that worked the fortress city. She bore her struggles with this strange land as she wasn't a young girl anymore to do as she pleased. Her marriage to the once ambassador and future Archon was a difficult one as he was always involved in his work. Though some nights were lonely she knew what was required of him and attempted to assist him whatever way she could, often entertaining other nobles in their home, or meeting with merchant lords on his behalf.

In that first year in Tyrosh, Elia eventually became aware of the fruits of her marriage and would, not far from the first anniversary marking that marriage, give birth to her first child. A young girl born as the fruit between the two nations pact would grow up to be a stunning woman, surpassing her mother in beauty. The child's name was decided to be Lyeelia Vahsi.

Thaario, not long after the birth of his daughter, was voted to ascend to the station of Archon of Tyrosh and thus began to resemble his own father. Though not cruel to the young Lyeelia he often was much to busy with the continuing wars in the Stepstones to be the the caretaker for the young girl.

Elia had decided that the girl, though born with the blood of a Vahsi, still needed to know she was Dornish. She told Thaario that she would be heading back to her homeland to raise the girl. Expecting more push back from the Archon, she was suprised when he relented so quickly though he requested she wait until the war in the stepstones had finished so that travel might be safe for her and the young girl.

It was not until six years had past, far longer then either thought when they first signed their alliance, that the Targaryens had been driven from the stepstones. In that time Elia had born Thaario a second child, a overly loud boy who they decided to name Darios Vahsi. The Archon had a mere few months with his young boy and five year old daughter before passage had been acquired across the narrow sea.

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Name: Lyeelia Vahsi
Age: 20
Location: King's Landing
Biography:

The soaring arches and columns would be impressive to anyone that may visit the Archon's Manse on a small island off Tyrosh, but to a young Lyeelia the wonder and mysteries they held would be hers to call home. At the time just a toddler, she nonetheless loved the many gardens and secluded beaches that could be found all over her home. Despite the many secrets the ancient palace held, the largest mystery for the young Lyeelia was her own father.

When looking back on this part of her life Lyeelia only ever remembers a few choice meetings with her father. He was an intimidating presence to everyone in a room. Despite his average stature and obvious deformity that had him relying heavily on his can, the man represented an unseen guiding force for the young girl. Anytime they met she remembers him being the best teacher she would ever have, imparting knowledge she had no business understanding at such a young age. In a rare moment of humanity from a man that seemed more a legend to the young girl, he once said that, "These were moments he will always cherish and he can only offer his sincerest apologies for the hand fate had dealt the two of them." Not knowing what it meant at the time, it nonetheless held the respect and love of the girl as she became a woman.

Lyeelia's relationship with her mother was a much simpler one than the enigma that was her father. Elia was everything the young girl could look for in a role-model and caretaker. She was both wise and loving in a way that no-one the girl would ever meet again. While her father might have imparted knowledge; her mother imparted spirit. She learned that the land her mother came from held women to be intelligent, powerful, and fit to rule. The stories imparted to her from her mother gave the young girl a drive to better herself.

Before her 6th birthday two important things happened to her, she boarded a boat set for Dorne and she became an older sister. She would spend the rest of her formative years in the sandy home of her mother. Trained in all the skills befitting a woman of her station, but also all the skills fitting a woman of Dorne. One of these skills was quickly manifest in her youth, the ability to quickly subdue men many times her size in close-combat. Her quickness of motion was matched by a quickness of mind to produce a fighter unrivaled against her peers. Regardless of her birth place, it was quickly apparent that Lyeelia was a Dornish Viper at heart.

On top of her many studies, Lyeelia would often dote on her younger brother. Though as they grew older it was more difficult to find time together, she would take to writing her younger sibling any time they were apart. The bond they would share was one that kept both of them sane in a country not their own and with parents much to important to be nurturing caretakers. When she heard that she had been called back to Tyrosh by her father, she promised that she would see him again though she knew not when.

Returning to her birthplace was an eye-opener for the young woman. There massive disparity in class between the inumerous slaves and their merchant-lords was not something she had remembered from her youth or learned in Dorne. The flying arches and striking columns of the Archon's Palace, though having lost the sheen of childlike wonder, were still magnificent and apprehension would plague her until her meeting with the Archon himself.

The aged man across the table from her was exactly the one she remembered, even in his progressing years and graying hair, his command of a room was astounding and the cold eyes seemed to see right through her seeing everything she had become. She was quickly informed by the man of the events of the Dance of the Dragons, a war raging in the continent she had just left from, and Tyrosh's involvement in said war. Regardless of it's outcome, she was to set sail for King's Landing to represent Tyrosh's interests and to either keep Otto Hightower to his word or should they fail to the blacks keep them from taking an interest in the Stepstones or other Tyroshi territory.

She was further informed that, though it was a dangerous request, she was more to be a spectacle for the court. Her hair would be dye'd with blue highlights on top of her naturally black hair as befitting one from Tyrosh and she was instructed to the heraldry and family lines of many of the houses she might meet at court. Finally, she was informed a mercenary company close to her family would take care of the security at the villa she would be staying at and that, although the Noble Houses of Westeros have more important things to worry about, she should stay alert at all times.

With a duty to her country of birth thrust upon her, the young woman left for a perhaps unfriendly capitol all on her own for the first time in her life.
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Age: 14
Location: Sunspear, Dorne
Biography:

Darios Vahsi's memories all revolve around the friends he made in Dorne. Though it is true he was born in Tyrosh like his sister, he holds no memory of the island kingdom nor his father. The stories told to him by his older sister might as-well be fairy-tales for how close they are to his present life

He made fast friends with many of the noble children that stayed in Sunspear and though his physical prowess didn't match that of his friends or the legend set by his sister, he had a friendly demeanor and an undeniable charisma that bought him many favors around this city as he grew into adolescence.

Despite his many friends he made as he grew, he was closer to his sister than anyone else. They were often inseparable in their younger days and as they grew older they began to correspond by pen when they were separated. He was beyond distraught when she told him she would be leaving Dorne for their home of Tyrosh. This brought about a melancholy in him that was hard to shake.

Currently the young boy is in a point of limbo as the machinations of the larger political world seem to be starting to grind into motion around him with him non-the-wiser.
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Name: Ormaas Vahsi
Age: 32
Location: King's Landing
Biography:

Ormaas was a man of little importance in the world at large, born to a slave that was taken to bed by a once great man in Gratori Vahsi. By the time of his childhood, Gratori was already an old man far past his prime. Despite his aging body, the once great mercenary lord took the bastard under his wing and raised him to be the son he never had in Thaario.

Under Gratori and many other warrior's tutelage, Ormaas would grow into a man of incredible strength and form. When the Vahsi Bastard took to the field along side his father's mercenary company, the Vahsi Lions, he would quickly prove a name for himself as a brutally overwhelming warrior. He took the reins of this lion by the young age of twenty-five and lead his men into every battle he could find, bringing a new spark of pride and honor to his father's old company.

The Tyroshi government would hire a large number of mercenary companies to find alongside their troops in the Dance of the Dragons and though costly would turn out to be very lucrative for many of the companies that decided to join up in the fighting. Ormaas himself became a man of considerable wealth on his own when he participated in the Sacking of Spice Town and brought many of it's riches back to his home in Tyrosh.

His company would be hired again near the war's end by his half-brother, Thaario Vahsi the Archon, to guard his niece and emissary from Tyrosh on her trip to King's Landing. Harboring neither any love or ill-will to the Archon, Ormaas gladly took the lucrative job and sailed again for Westeros along with Lyeelia.

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