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The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

You can play as Tomas Rossric if you want, read up on his CS.

Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

Agreed.

Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

Your cue, Little Mx

Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

"Maybe not as good-looking as my Doom, but still a worthy blade for a king."

"Certainly better than Widowmaker, Baldric's sword," Mychael jested. Baldric had taken three wives and left each one, generating controversy. Mychael called his sword the Widowmaker.

He felt like someone was watching him. He looked around the room and saw something that caught his attention. "White hair," he muttered. Unmistakeable. The lad stood taller than the others around him, with long flowing hair and... yes, purple eyes. For some reason he was wearing robes that made him look like a foreign diplomat, some Essosi or something. He was looking straight at them, and though Mychael pretended not to look at him, he saw all he was doing.

"Don't look, Lord Baratheon, but someone's watching us. A dragon."

Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

Mychael Lannister observed the going-on's with mild disinterest. Next to him, Arthur Baratheon seemed to be bored out of his wits. To tell the truth, Mychael was too. The High Septon just kept droning on, and, also sitting next to him, his niece and nephew couldn't sit still and were yapping on and playing games.

He took another sip. Alcohol couldn't make them go away, but it could help. He turned to his brother Baldric, who seemed to be sleeping. His wife Alyna was talking to Lord Stark, who was on the other hand watching the going-ons keenly. To each his own.

Mychael had been to the last Targaeryen coronation when he was a boy. It had been very grand, and there had even been a Dragon present. It was a babe at the time, but nevertheless. It nearly burnt the king's beard off. That was a good ceremony, a coronation worthy of it's name. And no fucking High Septon.

Even Rickard looked bored, and he was about to be the most important person in the realm. He'd put on weight, obviously having visited the pantry several times. Mychael leaned forward. Something appeared to be happening, as the Septon had actually physically moved. This startled the children and woke up Baldric. He had taken the King's crown, and was about to place it on Rickard Arryn's head.

It was a thing of beauty. Wrought of silver, eagles and half crescent moons adorned it. The eyes of the eagles had little beads of onyx for eyes. Also given to him was his father's legacy: a Valyrian steel sword, with a black pattern welded blade, and an eagle hilt set with sapphires.

He nudged Arthur next to him. "Look, something's happening."

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

Ah, they're dukes? Would that make Amber Duchess of Rossric? I kept calling her Lady.

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

That's four characters, right? When do you think we'll start up the IC?

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

If anyone wants to play as the brother of my character, they are free to! (and invent his personality and background, if they want).

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

Amber Rossric

Amber Rossric
In Verba Virtus, In Terra Pietas, In Anima Dignitas, In Gladio Gravitas

Full name: Lady Amber Rossric
Titles: Lady
Social rank: noblewoman
Job or societal position: Lady Amber Rossric is a member of the Rossric family and looks after the Forklands. She also is head of the army as Lady Commander.
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Appearance: See above. Most people describe her as beautiful.
Personality: Strong-willed, fiesty. She has a relatively short fuse, and usually gets angered quite easily. She tries to keep zen but often the bottled up anger comes out, sometimes on innocent people. She genuinely cares for the well-being of her people, and helps them almost too much, destroying the economy little by little by giving them too much luxury, through too much confidence in their wealth. She doesn't have many friends, outside a few men in her guard, her brother, mother and a few female cousins who don't mind her being a warrior.
History: Amber was born the the Lord of the Forklands and his wife, a daughter of the Lord of Athos. When her father died of an unknown illness, she became the ruler, her father having left no legitimate sons. She does however have a half-brother, a bastard son of the late Lord Rossric.

In her youth she trained with a sword and bow unlike the other girls, and showed a talent for it. She often would go near the Forks with her brother and spar. They were evenly matched, but she seemd to have the upper edge, much to his annoyance. Towards the end of his life, her father realised he was no longer going to bear any more children and taught her about how she should rule. She listened closely, but still trained more than learned. She read some of the books her father gave her, mainly military ones, about the tactics and conquests of past leaders of the kingdoms. This knowledge and strength made her Lady Commander of the army, on top of being the Lady Regent. She does not bother to surround herself with any guards in her modest palace, but relies heavily on her advisors in matters of economy or general ruling. Perhaps too much.

Her brother often visits, but many people mistreat him for being a bastard, despite him fitting in, being loved by his father and sister. He is looking for his true mother's identity, which only the Regent Mother knows. Though she's not willing to tell him, as she has harboured a hate of him for being her husband's bastard. Amber does not care about these distinctions, and relies on her brother's help to account for her inexperiences. She knows she can trust him above any advisors. Her father's most impacftul words in his teachings to her were: "Trust no one in your court, and be on your guard."
Skills: Impressive use of a sword. General mastery of most weapons, though her bowmanship is just above sub-par. Above average Leadership and Command (Tactics, Military). She uses her shield and horse clumsily, despite her father's chief of army trying to teach her, so she prefers to use just a sword or wield a weapon in each hand.
Dreams and fears: She dreams of being the strongest kingdom, and though she's satisfied with what she has, she dreams of more. She fears her advisors, some of them could only be seeking monetary gain in her ruling, and even try to overthrow her. There have been two attacks on her person since she became regent two months ago. Her brother has started accompanying her to most places, despite her wishes, to provide backup.
Favored equipment: She generally wears a leather tabard with her house's sigil as her everyday clothes. In battle, she opts for heavier plate, covering her whole body, topped off with a armet. In the Forkish fashion, she wears a small cape under her right shoulderguard, and a small sigil pin on her left breast. She wields a longsword called "Honour", and an axe she calls "Valour".
Extra: N/A

Tomas Rossric

Tomas Rossric
In Verba Virtus, In Terra Pietas, In Anima Dignitas, In Gladio Gravitas

Full name: Ser Tomas Rossric
Titles: Knight/Ser
Social rank: Nobleman/Bastard
Job or societal position: He's been granted a few honours by his sister, even though people look down on him. Officially he's a knight, and must protect the kingdom.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: See above.
Personality: Witty. He often gets out of situations with his tongue and not his sword. He's not very good at fighting. He likes to have a lot of fun, drinking, gambling. He's very different from his sister, but still loves her.
History: Tomas was born a bastard to the late Lord Rossric. He does not know who his mother is, but based on his looks she was probably a northerner unlike Amber's mother, an Athosi. She does not like him, unlike his sister, for she always thought her husband was faithful. She looks down on him and rarely speaks to him.

Many of the other inhabitants of the Forklands also look down on him, though some don't care of his bastardice and some even hold him in higher regard for not being a "typical nobleman". After discovering he wasn't very good at fighting, his father decided to get him more interested in books and literature. Tomas often reads, writes and this has developed him into a smart man. He constantly uses his wit and charm to get what he wants, or get out of certain situations.

Skills: Use of wit and intellect, knowledge. Can only use a sword and shield, badly. Moderately good at riding.
Dreams and fears: He dreams of knowing who his mother is, and also being accepted by society despite his bastardice to be less lonely.
Favored equipment: He usually wears a loose tunic. In battle he covers it with chainmail and a tabard with his sigil, but with a white stripe across it showing his illegitimacy. He carries a wooden shield with a similar slashed crest, and a standard-issue hand-and-a-half (or aptly named Bastard) sword.
Extra: N/A

WIP

The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

Not at all being insufferable! I actually was going to add more and forgot x) I'll add more and post it in the CS, don't worry. Also hid it. I'll reply to your PM in a minute