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For the record, I want to say that I told Ambra I'd post today.

I posted at 11:50pm where I live. Technically still today. Made it just time.
Joane Lear


The ride wasn't very exciting. It was long, and people tried to talk to pass the time. Most of the time Joane didn't feel like talking or doing much, as she'd was saving her energy to try and cope with the nobility later on. Plus, traveling always made her a little motion sick if she rode for too long in a carriage. Soon enough they arrived, and Joane loathed that she'd have to sit watching knights show off for hours.

Honestly, she wished that she could be entered. Mostly for the sake of her own advancement, but it would not be princess-like for her to do so, so she'd play the part of the ditzy and distant northerner and see if her beauty couldn't help her brother or sister get more alliances for the north. She could play politics all day, and the game was easy. Smile, look pretty, and try no to appear conniving and like you were planning something.

Running a kingdom like her mother did was... a whole other matter. There were taxes, alliances, tithes, a whole bunch of numbers and dances and appearances to keep up at all times. Joane wasn't as much interested in it like her siblings were. Action was required for Joane t be interested in doing anything for the kingdom, and she often fidgeted when sitting still too long, which made the impending tourney all the more irritating.

As they exited the carriages to enter the castle Joane said, "Father, must we all be here for the tourney? I'd rather be home, doing something. At the risk of sounding whiny, I'd rather not deal with people staring at my chest all day and offers of marriage for," Joane paused to deepen her voice for comedic effect, "'the good of the kingdoms for which we shall marry'. I'd rather be home studying numbers and reading for the entire time we're here instead."

She sighed, more out of boredom than anything else. Sigurd probably wasn't looking forward to this either, though probably for different reasons. Joane wondered how she ended up the social butterfly of the family. The one who silently watched her siblings bond with her father for years until she decided to try and make him interact with her and have something common between the two of them. The worst part was that those who knew about her sword fighting ability tended to make jokes about her it, saying that she was unmarriageable because the second she disliked her husband she'd simply kill him out in the open through a duel.

Honestly. If she settled down with a man, she wanted it on her terms. Was that truly so strange?

"At least they'll have decent food here, that's something at the very least."

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Why.
Why this double post.

*jazz hands*
Morning Ambra! I'll try and edit Jallen and post today.
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Let's get some posts up, you peasants! :D


If posy but I'm at work right now. Sorry!
@Ambra I'll work on Jallen tomorrow, since he needs well... an overhaul to say the least. Joane has been put in the character tab (edited obviously, but I still have to work on the bio some more and I didn't want to dig for it tomorrow)

"Those that cannot do anything by their own hands are ultimately worthless."

Name:
Joane Lear, "Night Princess" also sometimes called the "Knight Princess"

Age:
Seventeen years of age.

Titles:
Daughter of Lear, Princess of Lear, Princess

Origin:
Penkarth

Allegiance:
House Lear

Family:


Appearance:
The silver eyed princess of Lear is 5' 4", and often her hair is up and tied away, only sincerely styled when expected to for guests or potential suitors. When not in formal wear, she is in an easy to move in riding dress or trousers. She is easily described as beautiful and has an unearthly air about her. While she stares straight ahead, it seems that her eyes see through anyone before her, and any potential lies they may try to give her.

Personality:
Seeing the bad first in people, Joane prefers to keep her safe distance from attachments that she deems fruitless and potentially deadly. Her only solace is in riding and training in weapons and fighting. She tends to ward people off due to her cold nature, but amongst guests and royalty she is cheerful and seems polite enough. Joane is a social chameleon, often seeming to change depending on the situation. However, this has only been to her benefit thanks to the games other kingdoms like to play. Joan is still utilitarian at heart, using the game to try and destroy it through their own rules. She enjoys making others fulfill their deadly promises themselves.

Background:
Compared to her sister Isla, Joane was more distant from her father. She wished to be closer, but never dared to voice her desires to spend more time with him. She measured her time and waited. When that didn't work, Joane decided one day to try and follow in her father's wild footsteps, opting to practice with the sword in secret. The mild winters and bright summers made her ache, wishing deeply for the cold winters that the visitors to the North claim exist.

Joane was a quick study, opting to learn about the history of the kingdom and how to best be of use to the kingdom outside of looking pretty. She learned the art of deception from the outsiders and their mannerisms, often following them and observing how they would act differently from situation to situation. Her silence, she learned, could be a tool. However, she needed to speak as well, and though she wasn't interested in pretending to like strangers, she did so anyway.

Eventually her father realized that his daughter had been training with the sword. Through it, they have grown closer. She has no suitor due to her tendency to keep people at arm's -or sword's- length. It has become apparent that she's not interested in marrying for the kingdom, claiming that her sisters can do that, and that if someone were to win her heart, it would be by action, not words, and that no prince with a honey tongue can do so.

Sorry about the history I wanted to get this up before I go to work
<Snipped quote by ClocktowerEchos>

Personally, I'd like to keep this a bit of a hidden secret that only the Lords and potentially their children would know, but there is something out there, I can tell you. :)


Coming from you, this somehow makes those things more unsettling. Whatever they are.
I haven't read/seen GoT so all I got is that the zombies are creepy and werid crap out in the tundras
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