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Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

Alright, my presentation was great and thank you @MrDidact for the patience. Are we still doing the collab?

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

I would love that @kingkonrad, but the thing is, Rhaegar will be participating at the melee now and its conclusion is a very important piece in his character evolution.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

@Masterkeun I know Rhaegar left the scene, but you can post as Jenn if you want, just to gauge her reaction if nothing else.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

Rhaegar might have been call been called dumb by the people, but that didn't mean he was blind to what stood before him. During a discussion he had with his aunt Arya, the Mistress of Whispers, she shared with him an invaluable advice that was passed down to her from her former Braavosi mentor, Syrio Forell.

Opening your eyes is all that is needing. The heart lies and the head plays trick with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking afterwards and in that way knowing the truth.

When push came to shove, Rhaegar knew how to observe everything around him with both his heart and mind in order to get a little taste of the truth....especially in a place like Kings Landing. But what he perceived from Jenn left him nearly dumbfounded. Receiving even the smallest sign of affection from a woman was a surprise to the prince, as he was used in being overlooked in favor of his more bold and popular brothers. Even the prick Jaehaerys turned more heads with his bookish knowledge and eloquent words. Still, he knew that the time for the Melee was getting dangerously close, so instead of riding in his gambeson alone, he silently accepted Jenns offer.

It was another moment of surprise when she managed to put on most of his armor with great success, with the belts being perfectly tightened and the shoulder guards placed in the right position. It was a splendid piece, with a tint as black as obsidian and a red jasper dragon on the breast, all wrought by using the technique one could only find in the forge at the top of the Street of Steel. He was ready to give her congratulatory comment when she made a remark about yielding to a superior opponent. This was not what he wished to hear about on that moment, not when he was so close to his personal goal "What I know is that big men fall just as quick as little ones if you strike them at the right place. I wouldn't expect your father to tell you this, Rivers..." Rhaegar knew that he was needlessly malicious with Jenn, yet he couldn't afford to display any sort of weakness, especially before her.

Sensing the distress of his rider, Theron left his meal unfinished and approached slowly, his amber eyes staring dangerously onto the Frey woman. His scales are were in the colors of forest leaves, with the sun shining through them and the finest emeralds, and while he was quickly reaching the size of his fellow brethren, he had a more gangly body than Snowfyres and with thinner legs. That didn't change the fact that Theron was still a dangerous beast that could easily gulp down a full grown human, so Rhaegar rushed to place his armored hand upon his mounts snout, calming him down with soothing strokes before any misunderstanding could occur. It was during his petting that Rhaenys and her little gang burst into the scene.

"This is Aemons wedding Rhae, you should be enjoying yourselves, not waiting for me on guard outside the Pavilion..." although he should be giving them a well-deserved thrashing for nearly leaving him high and dry, he couldn't be angry at his youngest sister. The moment he saw her, his cold ivory stare changed into a calmer purple, one resembling the color of the thistle "Just warn me the next time you ran off with this little pack of yours. Jenn, I trust you to keep mu sister and her companions safe, and you Corlys...you are coming with me." he added as he nearly dragged his Velaryon nephew with him as he gave him to carry all of his weapon, his shield and his helmet while they made their way to the stables to retrieve his horse and then head for the grounds. Whatever mischief Rhaenys had in mind couldn't draw the care of this Prince any less, and while he couldn't punish her, somebody had to take the brunt of her actions. And the poor Velaryon boy seemed ready to topple down from all the baggage he had in own two arms.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

@Masterkeun

I just want for Rhaegar to at least reply to Jenn once before he heads for the Melee.

Also @Catchphrase, as the title says, we are always open.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

Are you sure@Masterkeun? I was actually looking forward to RPing with you.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

By the way @Masterkeun, I am still waiting for a reply from Jenn.

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

@MrDidactAutopilot huh...wouldn't be better if we did a collab?

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

While Rhaenys looked out from her chambers in Maegors Holdfast in awe, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen gazed out from a white marble window in another part of the Red Keep. Probably the both of them agreed that it was a truly majestic sight, and if it wasn't for the joyous reason that Aemon was returning home fore, as well as the color of Snowfyres scales, one could say that his brother was the very image of Aegon the Conqueror, leading his army from on Dragonback from his ancestral Seat, landing and claiming his stake as the one True King of Westeros. Another one that made such a claim was Stannis Baratheon, the brother of the Usurper, that sailed through Blackwater Bay with a similar fleet on his tail. Stories of Wars of the past, passed down to him by his tutor who during that time was only a lowly squire, standing besides the Hand of the King on the battlements and watching an-what he thought to be-imminent defeat coming their way.

Speaking about the Lord-Commander of the Kingsguard, Ser Podrick Payne was also present, looming over a large map of the Capital while discussing security plans with one of his brothers, Ser Terrance Thorne. Due to how busy everyone was, there was no time for their daily sparring, but that didn't mean he couldn't follow him mentor to the White Swords Tower and study the way the Whitecloaks operated "The Kingsguard will be on duty of course. Ser Patrek will be stationed here..." he said as he pointed at the map "Ser Josmyn will be stationed here besides the Royal dais where the Queen will be seated, and Ser Wex will be guarding Jaehaerys, Baela and Rhaenys..." Ser Terrance chuckled at that "All three of them? If you ask me, the girl is a handful for all of us..."

"I could keep my eyes on her too. I know Rhaenys can be a bit of temperamental at times..."

"This won't be needed Your Highness, this is our duty to uphold. The place of a Prince its amongst its people, enjoying the festivities." it was Pod that interjected and landed the young Dragon back to reality. He wasn't a Sworn Brother and wore no White Cloak....yet. He wasn't prepared to even be a bodyguard, and at such an enormous event, he would only get in their way. He should just feel fortunate to ride besides the Lord-Commander, which was a boyhood dream in itself. It was then that one of the pages entered the room, announcing that the King called for an immediate Small Council meeting in light of the arrival of the Prince of Dragonstone. Rhaegar thought about asking to attend, but at the possibility of another rebuttal....

"I think I'll excuse myself now, Lord Commander. We shall meet at the stables before the procession." he said with a neutral expression and in turn left the room with Ser Terrance on his heel. The more he thought about the handmaidens waiting for him in his chambers, choosing in which doublet to fit him for the ceremony made a scowl slowly form on his lips.
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Rhaegar was never one to fawn over ceremony, but he would be a liar if he ever said that he didn't envy Aemon this day. Both he and Juliana looked like two burning flames before the High Septon, their radiance unmatched by anything he saw before. It almost made his reluctant of taking the oath of celibacy that followed the White Cloak....

Forget that. Aemon and his wife would have children one day, heirs to the Iron Throne and nephews to protect. This should be the only goal in his mind. He allowed the rest of his thoughts to drown in the noise of the surrounding celebrators, the yells of merchants and bystanders of the small duels that broke out, or even the low whistling of the Smiths wheel as it sharpened his sword. He had seen his father passing by with his retinue and noticed the stop he made by the Melee Field. Things were going just the way Rhaegar wanted. He had a horse, armor and all his weapons prepared for him to join in the event, and if the Warrior wills it, to face the King in Combat. He needed a way to prove his skill to Jon and while fighting him with real weapons wasn't the wisest way to go about it, considering a past Trial of the Seven at Ashford, this was the only idea Rhaegar could think of.

Perhaps he was a 'Dumb Dragon' after all.

When he returned to his personal Pavilion, he found it unexpectedly empty. His shield and armor where there, but no squire in sight. He cursed under his breath, knowing that such incident could clearly sabotage his plans for the great Melee, the Prince cursed under his breath left his weapons on the ground as he walked out. With a certain hurry on his step, he stumbled across a certain Frey Bastard that seemed to be in a similar rush.

"Jenn, wait for a minute..." he called after her, knowing that if he was to go on a search through the literal jungle of tents and heraldries to find a few brats, he had to start from somewhere and ask for information "Have you seen where all the pages ran off to?"

(Hope you are okay with that@Masterkeun)

Game of Thrones : The Pact of Ice and Fire (Always Open)

Either way, I think we have enough finished PCs to start the game in earnest soon.

I'll have the first IC post up between late tonight or tomorrow evening. It'll be a big intro post to the big celebration, feast, and tourney in King's Landing. Practically all the NPCs of import will be there, so I imagine most of the PCs will be as well. From there the RP will start to branch off.

I'm really excited to start this game with you guys!

@MrDidact

Ready when you are@MrDidact