SunsetWanderer

Valar Morghulis: A Game of Thrones Roleplay

@Product Cheers for the interest!

I would be reluctant to have a writer for any King Beyond the Wall at the moment, purely because there won’t actually be much for you to do. The first act of the roleplay will be focused on Essos and the characters who have travelled there from Westeros - be they of noble birth or otherwise.

After the conclusion of the war in Essos, our characters return to Westeros and act two begins - which concentrates on political maneuvering and scheming as the nobility compete for authority in a power vacuum.

Only in Act Three would a King Beyond the Wall potentially be a viable character, and that is quite late in the roleplay.

Tl;dr - I’d prefer if you wrote for a character, or house, south of the wall for now.

Valar Morghulis: A Game of Thrones Roleplay

@Inkarnate

Valar Morghulis: A Game of Thrones Roleplay

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The Year is 370AC.

House Baratheon of King’s Landing sits on the Iron Throne under King Galladon Baratheon, first of his name. It has ruled since King Robert Baratheon successfully won the civil war to oust House Targaryen (and the incest between Cersei and Jaime Lannister was never discovered by Jon Arryn - preventing the War of the Five Kings). A consequence of this undiscovered incest, however, is the poor fertility of the line. The young Galladon Baratheon currently finds himself with no direct heir in his bloodline.

Across the ocean in Essos, Daenerys Targaryen would never launch her invasion of Westeros. Instead, she formed the Empire of New Valyria - declaring that she would first free Essos from the chains of slavery and cruelty before setting her sights on Westeros. What started as a city-state operating out of Meereen is now a grand empire encompassing the lands of Meereen, Yunkai, Astapor, New Ghis and Mantarys. It is currently ruled by the son of Daenerys Targaryen, Emperor Rhaegar Targaryen. Spies report that it is gearing for war, with its sights set on the Free City of Tyrosh. In response to this, the Free Cities of Essos (Lys, Tyrosh, Myr, Pentos, Braavos and Lorath) have formed a ‘Grand Coalition’ to defend their lands and hopefully dismantle this Empire of New Valyria. Westeros, under King Galladon Baratheon, has pledged itself to this Grand Coalition and troops recently made landfall in Essos, led by King Galladon himself.

The Invasion of the White Walkers has yet to happen - thus far a false prophecy. However, rumblings from the Night’s Watch continue of increasingly strange occurrences and disappearances happening beyond the wall. The typically paranoid Night’s Watch, no doubt…

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Hiya folks, cheers for checking out this interest check for Valar Morghulis, an advanced game of thrones roleplay.

I'm doing something a bit different with this roleplay, setting it several decades in the future to allow for the greatest level of creative freedom. More than this, the roleplay will be split into three successive 'acts', all of which will allow for different styles of storytelling.

In the first act - we have a focus on war and action. Stories of heroism, bravery and tragedy on the battlefield will all be prevalent here as our characters battle through Essos. I'm going to create a few prevalent characters from the Empire of New Valyria who will serve as 'antagonists' or rivals for our own characters during this conflict - and who knows, they may turn up in later acts.

Act Two will accommodate the scheming, backstabbing, poorly-planned weddings and dishonorable noblemen fighting for power as the focus returns to Westeros from the military campaigns in Essos. The third act, without spoiling too much, will focus on an invasion of Westeros itself - and the outcome of this invasion will be decided by the stories we create during the first two acts.

We will create the houses of Westeros and characters within, with each writer having creative control over their own house such as House Lannister or Tyrell. Houses cannot be reserved as such, but if you have interest in writing for a specific house, then I encourage you to make it known. It is also possible to play a single character - such as a member of the Small Council or Kingsguard.

If you have any questions, please fire them my way in this thread. I'll look into creating a discord if there is enough interest for quicker communication.

Cheers!

Game of Thrones: Summerhall

Very much a work-in-progress.

House Stark

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Current Leadership:

Rickard Stark
Lord of Winterfell, Lord Paramount of the North and Warden of the North.

Ruler Backstory:

The fiery and ambitious Lord of House Stark has reigned since his thirteenth name-day. Known as a skilled fighter of short temper, the Wild Wolf will lead the North in these wars to come. WIP

House Members:

Rickard Stark
[FC] [FC 2]

WIP

Lyarra Stark
[FC] [FC 2]

The jewel of the North and wife to Lord Stark for three years. She has a calm and naturally authoritative presence, and an ambitious nature to match that of Rickard's. WIP

Cellador Stark

[FC]

One of the most elder Starks alive, in his 60s. He is the experienced hand and trusted adviser to Lord Rickard. WIP

Brandon Stark

[FC]

Major Vassals:

Northlords

Family Tree

- Squad 914: Beyond - Rebooted

This looks super neat. I had an idea in my head for perhaps an Australian Fighter Ace who's now making the transition into 'Special Forces', picked up for their initial reputation and skill in the skies. They'd probably be closest to the 'Rifleman' class in terms of loadout, I imagine.

In Search of Gaea: A Seafaring Fantasy Adventure

Me too! I'd love to keep things going.

In Search of Gaea: A Seafaring Fantasy Adventure

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Windward Island
The Southern Sea, aboard the Skullfish
@Mcmolly

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Having dutifully agreed to serve at the helm while the Skullfish’s captain headed below deck, Evander took up his position behind the wheel of the ship, with Solia close behind. Yes, the Skullfish may have been a vessel entirely different to anything he had boarded in several years, but behind a wheel of the ship, they may as well have all been the same. Gripping the wheel itself, he could feel the oceans below and the gusts of wind from above. This was where he felt most comfortable in life - most in control - and it showed. His posture relaxed, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile. This is home, he thought to himself.

Feeling a presence near him, Evander turned his head slightly, catching the figure of Max - one of the crewmen. He spoke of turning the ship around, and of a situation, but before Evander had a chance to inquire further, the Skullfish was rocked violently to the side.

Holding a tight grip of the wheel, he managed to stay on his feet. “What th--..”, he yelled in shock. A Reef? Surely not - I’d have spotted it. What, then?. His thoughts raced for the few seconds of confusion, before several crewmen could be heard yelling.

“To arms! Defend yourselves! Savorask!”

Their voices were soon drowned out by the ringing of the ship’s bell to signal alarm, and the yells of crewmembers engaging the Savorask on the deck below. Instinctively looking toward his belt, where the usual weaponry of a diver would be sheathed, Evander found himself woefully unprepared. Indeed, he admittedly hadn’t expected much trouble at all during the course of the expedition - and certainly not this early. So much for his plans to grab some gear from the Skullfish before the dive.

Moments later, several Savorask began to rapidly clamber over the side of the vessel, having reached the somewhat raised height of the ship’s helm. The fighting on the deck was well under way, and had now reached the helm.

“Damn”, he cursed under his breath. Savorask were trouble at the best of times - but here, now? It was going to be a trial by fire.

Spinning on his heel to retreat from two Savorask now advancing towards the ship’s wheel, having already cut down the feeble attempts of a crewman to force them back, Evander spotted Solia making her way towards him after having initially headed for the deck. They hadn’t been partners for long - but already he was realising the benefits of this arrangement. “By the helm!”, he remarked as she approached. His answer to her question was short, and for a reason. Turning to face the two Savorask, having heard their increasingly loud approach as they drew nearer, he found himself face-to-face with the two. Barely managing to avoid the first strike by the frog-like demon of the oceans, he was soon thrown backwards by the other, landing with a loud thud and accompanying groan.

Sitting half-upright as he recovered from the painful landing, he saw Solia begin to face-off against the Savorask.

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Windward Island
Port Harbor, the Sunken Shepherd
@Mcmolly

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Evander couldn't help but smirk as he listened to her answer, his head tilting to face the earth below for a moment, an effort to mask his amusement. He threw in a few quietened words and hums of agreement as she spoke, elaborating on her answer somewhat. Admittedly, she'd lost him as soon as the winds of fate were mentioned. It wasn't an altogether unsatisfactory answer, and his amused confusion did not mask annoyance or irritation. No - there was something beyond these 'winds of fate', he was sure. She merely wasn't ready to share her reasons for answering the call with him, and he understood why. They had only met that day, after all. And it wasn't as if Evander had no secrets of his own.

As they continued to head down toward the docks, now slightly behind other divers that had hurried past, Solia moved past her answer to his own questions to instead offer up some questions of her own. He listened carefully as they walked along, offering the occasional nod as her question developed. It was a fair one, and something he'd probably wonder himself were he in her shoes.

"Aye - sorry 'bout the questions.", he remarked while looking toward Solia, gauging her reaction. "I don't mean to make you feel as though you're being interrogated."

He noticed her head had dropped to face her feet once more, something Evander had now come to expect as common for Solia. Was it simply that she was shy? Perhaps - but he had the distinct impression Solia was someone often trapped in their own thoughts. He'd known her for only a little while, but it often seemed to him as though she had much on her mind. Evander couldn't know what - and indeed while he had many questions for her, most glaringly the question of what she was, he reminded himself that he had already decided she was 'one of the good ones'. His gut instinct trusted her, and so would he. Asking question after question would do no good.

With this in mind, Evander continued on. "But 'ach, don't worry about it", he noted with a slight wave of his hand dismissively, "You're perfectly right to ask. Truth is, I don't have too much waiting for me in the frozen sea. No family, no work, nothing. I left not long after my father passed."

Though the conversation topic may have easily been quite a hard one, Evander spoke of it with a surprisingly casual tone. It was clear he'd since moved on. "I joined the Diver's Guild 'cause I figured it was easiest route away from nothing. I was never in it to get rich or anything like that - I was content with the idea of protecting cargo, navigating rougher waters. I got plenty of experience doing that in the frozen sea, so the idea was to that experience an' travel around with it."

Raising a hand to shield his eyes from the sun, now that they had escaped the shade the tavern provided, Evander continued on. "So anyway, I joined up, well. Must've been eight years ago? I did a few dives here and there, but only on a smaller-scale. Years ago now, and I can't really remember much of them. I do remember not liking most of the divers I met, though. Always in it for themselves. Never felt like you could trust them, you know?"

"So I kept that up for a year or two, but I got bored of it. Bored of the competitiveness, of the backstabbing, all that. I joined up with a merchant-captain who'd spotted me through the guild. Give or take a few years later, I switch crews to Reballo, which I've been doing for two years." He paused at the mention of Reballo. His part in the crew of the questionable merchant had troubled him for a long time.

"Reballo's... 'ach, he's a guy making a living, I suppose. He just... exaggerates a lot of the stuff he's selling. It was a good job - I sailed all over. From the Dragon Sea to the Imperial, but I've been looking to get out of that for a while now." Grinning, he added, "Then, as fate would have it, I ended up here, and you asked me to tag along."

By the time had finished his small-story, the two had reached the docks. They'd fallen behind the majority of the other divers, and caught the end of Bron's final address to the crowd. Looking around quickly, Evander caught sight of the purple-haired girl and her accomplice from the frozen sea that he had spotted at the tavern, and it would seem that both likewise spotted them, as Evander briefly caught the eye of Terhikki while she too surveyed her surroundings.

Turning to face Solia in full, and with a confident smile, he clasped his hands together.

"...and that's the very short story of me!"

He gestured an arm toward the Skullfish as the other divers began to board.

"Shall we?"

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Windward Island
Port Harbor, the Sunken Shepherd
@Mcmolly

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"No, no." Evander waved a hand dismissively at the suggestion put forward by Solia, offering instead a friendly smile as he agreed. "Diving it is. It will be good to get back in the water again."

He was content with the decision, for while he had not dived in a good number of years, he couldn't well remember the last time he ever had to properly climb something. The Frozen Sea had tall glaciers and mountains of ice, certainly, but he had never been one to go adventuring to the top. He left that to the vagabond tribes that roamed the frozen wastes. For him, life was always a more settled affair.

Relaxing in the chair, now that all was settled, Evander still wasn't sure how he was going to approach the question of what exactly his new partner was, what her capabilities were, and what she was even doing at Windward Island in the first place. He trusted her - but these were questions burning on his mind, even if were capable of masking it.

Standing, he surveyed the tavern quickly. It was true - most of those assembled seemed to have already found themselves partners or smaller groups to work in. He found it all rather odd that they were working towards the same end-goal, but would ultimately become rivals if some ancient treasure was found. Not that he especially cared for all that, anyway - in fact he had little to no use for treasure, and wasn't planning on robbing his partner of any reward, regardless of their deal.

Turning his attention to Solia once more, who had remained sitting patiently for the few seconds he had been standing, he remarked, "I suppose we ought to head down to this ship. The Skullfish, was it?" He shrugged slightly, not especially bothered by the name, "...and get to meet our fellow adventurers who've answered the call. Though, on that note - I never did get to ask why you're here." His curiosity had finally gotten the better of him, though he had at the very least opted to ask one of the less invasive questions.

Softening his tone, and curling the corners of his lips into a genuine and soft smile, so as not to appear as though he asked with anything other than unalloyed curiosity, he added, "I mean, I know that you're here to help... but, why Windward Island?".

Angling himself to face the harbor below, he waited patiently for Solia to join him, so that they may make their way to the ship that awaited them and continue their discussion.

In Search of Gaea: A Seafaring Fantasy Adventure

I like how opposite Terhikki and Evander are. It satisfies me.

They're basically diametric opposites, but they both chose to leave the ball in the other person's park so to speak. It's very amusing.

@Fading Memory

Hah, I liked that too!

They're both from the Frozen Sea, but almost entirely opposite. I chalk it down to the prolonged time Evander has had outside of his home sea and life experience. It'll be good when they finally get to have a chat!