Manasa Stark

Beasttamer - folk have taken to calling her in name of her inhuman ability to tame nearly any beast

Female

Sixteen

Asexual

Torrhen Stark, 39 - Torrhen Stark is a fierce man, bold and stoic, intimidating and brave. His banner men respect him and all view him as fair and just. He has a reputation throughout the land as being a good man.

Alysane Stark, 36 - Alysane Stark, formerly Alysane Mormont, is as fierce as her husband, and a true northerner. She cares deeply for her family, and is quite stubborn. She has a reputation throughout the land as being a devoted wife, and a skilled fighter.

Reed Stark, 16 - elder twin brother whom she is rarely separated from. She desires to stay close to him, even when he is the head of House Stark, remaining his closest adviser and her own confident. He is one of three people to know her innermost thoughts, and the details of her visions.

Benjen Stark, 8 - younger brother to the twins, he is daring and adventurous; much more outgoing than either of the twins will ever be. He has the black hair of the North, but such bright blue eyes they must be those of the Mormont. He's tall for his age, but only slightly more so than the average, he's looking to be a fairly heavy set young man.

Lyanna Stark, 3 - the youngest of the Stark children thus far, she has hair as blonde as the winter snow and eyes a deep storm grey. Her pup has fur and eyes to match. She rarely cries, and is a rather chubby baby, but she's learning quickly how to walk and speak.

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Needlework - raised and taught by the local priestess, she had learned quite a bit about how to work a needle properly. This skill has come in handy for mending her own clothing as well as her brothers when their mother is busy with the younger children or helping their father. She has also learned how to apply this skill to mending wounds, something that interests her greatly.

Animal Taming - some say the girl speaks to the animals she meets, but they don’t know the half of it. She can sense how the animal’s are feeling, what they’re thinking and give them the impression that she is to be trusted. This gives her the advantage when dealing with animal’s she doesn’t know.

Skinchanger - in a sense, the girl is able to read the emotions and minds of other living creatures. She may transfer her own consciousness to another living body, provided that they have a weaker will than herself. She connects on a different level with animals than she does with people, bonding rather well with the bestial minds.

Swordplay - unfortunately, his daughter of the North has displayed little talent with a sword, a mace or even a bow. She's not a very versed fighter, and thus lacks the skill or strength to properly defend herself. Hence, her dependency upon her twin brother for protection from physical harm.

Paranoia - a lack of trust in not only the people she speaks with, but the solidarity of the area she is in, often leads to days where she refuses to leave her bedroom. She works hard to get over this fear, though the only thing known to ease her fears is the direwolf, Echo, who she keeps by her side.

Vengeance - Manasa may be a tad bit vengeful when she feels that she or her brother has been wronged, be it personally or by manner of House. She often uses her power of the nature world around her to exact this revenge upon the offenders, making it seem as if it an unfortunate accident.

Manasa lacks almost any talent with weaponry, thus leaving her defenseless - apart from her good looks and her deadly direwolf

Manasa may not be the most friendly person one could meet, though she is often a stunning representation of what the southerners think of the House Stark. Stoic, quiet and brooding, with a rather skilled resting bitch face. In truth, she really is just misunderstood. She lacks the confidence in herself to make the first approach, and suffers from a rather extreme case of social anxiety. An intelligent young lady, she has little issue with problem solving, especially when it comes to matters of state, but is never sure of how to exactly say she has an idea about something.

When it comes to matters of the heart, she is completely unaware of how to take ones flirting or affection toward her. Unfortunately for her, with her ability to sense the feelings of those around her, she is never able to ignore the approach of a male coming to make an attempt at courting her. These incidents are often met with rash, sometimes violent, means of disposing of the uncomfortable situation. It may come in the form of a savage insult, or a hard slap to the face, but regardless, few have ever come back for a second dose of nervous Manasa.

The child was born with eyes that shone a green that vibrated and changed though few of those present at her birth told of how the girl never cried; how she stared up at them with eyes already as intelligent as those of their many beasts. The meister looked upon their mother, and told her with certain confidence that the girl would be a skinchanger and a strong greenseer; few believed him until the girl turned seven. Manasa had wandered from the castle, beyond the wall with their elder brother to see the winter beyond when the bear came out of nowhere and attacked them. No one could figure out why the bear was awake in the winter, and none could understand what happened afterward; the great beast had roared before them, the horses bucked and the girl child fell from her pony into the snow but never cried out. The bear calmed under the gaze of the girl; her eyes flickered that vibrant green and yellow, momentarily matching the bears before the animal nuzzled her face and picked her off the ground. The bear never bothered them again.

After that single incedent, there was nothing else of note in her life, apart from the birth of her younger siblings and her various trips to other keeps within the North. Her brother would always go with her, the two practically attached at the hip, with their wolves always in tow.

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Aeryn Sand

The Dog of Dorne

Male

20

Hetereosexual

Talhor Clegane - man after his predecessor, Gregor's, heart. Strong, brutal, massive. Talhor is the reason Aeryn could become a mercenary...his father’s reputation and word of promise giving Aeryn the ability to escape the drudgery of Dornish. Talhor is the recognized and legitimized bastard of the current head of House Clegane.

Sathis - A common woman of Dorne. Blessed with the striking qualities of being pleasant to look at, Sathis was a servant girl for the Martell's in Sunspear. With long black hair and startlingly clear green eyes, she is only ever seen...not one to speak.

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R’hllor

- Charmer and charismatic – Aeryn is well spoken, his father Tolhor was not a slouch in teaching Aeryn to be as skilled with his weapons as he was with his tongue. Aeryn is infallibly charming, to men and women alike. His easy smile and quick energy always going over well with anyone that he converses with.
- Skilled in combat.
- Good with his ‘Spear’.....ladies.

-Over-confident – Years of mercenary work success has made Aeryn’s ego become rather inflated., he truly believes himself to be one of the most skilled individuals in the land.

-Fragile – His overconfidence lends to a crippling breakdown when he fails at something; be it combat, wooing women and contracts. Aeryn cannot stand by failure.

A spear and a bastard sword

Aeryn fills the stereotype of what a man from Dorne would be. Arrogant in his skills in combat and with the ladies, the black haired Clegane bastard would give the Red Viper a run for his money when it came to a tongue of silver. His wit and charisma is matched only by his natural skills of his twin heritages. Spears for his Dornish mother and the sword skill inherited by his Clegane father. Aeryn is cocky, witty, sharp tongued and perpetually amused by something. There are times that this personality fades though. The cocky smirk that graces pale lips becomes shockingly sober when the time requires it, mostly when he must stand on ceremony or when it comes to devising strategy.

Aeryn was born to a legitimized Clegane bastard mercenary and a Dornish commoner. A bastard's bastard. While this would be an immense affront in most Westeros...Aeryn's nature as a Dornish native makes him less shunned and more embraced. A child of passion, growing up quickly due to the adult situations being the son of a noble servant would place him in. As a child, Aeryn saw debauchery and passion and merely deemed it natural. He also saw what it meant to be a skilled warrior, learning quickly on how to use a spear in the same flashy manner as the Dornish did. The pale skinned Dorne quickly grew in reputation as a skilled student of warfare. His natural skill in picking up warfare seemed indicative of his parentage.

His father came back through Dorne when Aeryn turned 16 and collected his son to train his spawn to become a mercenary for the House Clegane. As such Aeryn became a Sellsword under the close eye of his father. Taking up his sword and his spear, Aeryn spent the past 4 years as a sellsword, moving from company to company...contract to contract. That was until the king that sat upon the lofty Iron Throne contacted him to privately ensure the safety of his daughter, Myriah, as the other nobles sent their own heirs for everyone to play nice. Aeryn, not one to ever turn down a cushiony job and to escape the heat of Dorne for a few months of course accepted. Travelling quickly, Aeryn figured a job surrounded by pretty women was a good time.

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