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GOT Roleplay

@Ibafarshan@RedVII
I think I'll begin creating the OOC.

GOT Roleplay

@Ibafarshan
We'd most likely be meeting the people who were main parts of the War of the Usurper (Robert Baratheon, Ned Stark, Jon Arryn if you're on their side, Aerys Targaryen and other members of House Targaryen if you're on that side.)

GOT Roleplay

@Ibafarshan@RedVII
If you have any other questions, let me know!

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

Braeden Forrester

Braeden and his guard moved into the city cautiously and quietly. They spread out forming a loose circle around Braeden. Brenn stood at Braeden's side, barking orders to Braeden's guard. Braeden himself stood silent, observing the city before him. "Quite underwhelming, don't you think?" Anthor laughed. "My lord, this is Tamberle! The famed city of bridges!" Braeden nodded slowly. "Yes, I see that, but we traveled all this way on that godforsaken boat to reach this?" Darran slipped out of his place in the circle to join in. "I see where you are coming from my lord, but you must be respectful. Many here would be quite insulted by such talk. They might be coaxed into more...drastic...actions?" Braeden laughed. "If they did manage to attack me, you all would cut them down within seconds. I don't have to hold my tongue around the people of this city." Brenn chuckled. "I believe he was referring to the city guard, Braeden." Braeden decided he would remain quiet about the city from thereon out. Anthor clapped Braeden on his back. "Have no fear, my lord! This is merely a stop for the night. We'll move on tomorrow." Brenn interjected. "The only reason we're staying is so Anthor can find some...companionship tonight." All four friends laughed. Braeden frowned. "If only we could find a guide..."

GOT Roleplay

@RedVII@Ibafarshan
I completely get it, don't worry.

We would be using original houses. It'll be taking place before the show starts, during the reign of Aerys Targaryen and the rebellion of Robert Baratheon. You could choose whichever side you like and we'll likely start at the very beginning of the war. However, if you guys are up to it, we'd likely diverge at some point and start to forge our own path in the story so it won't just be going through everything that happened in the show. But it's up to you guys. If you'd rather keep going through the show, that's fine too. With the War of the Five Kings so far away, I figure we might as well diverge, maybe extending the War of the Usurper to last longer than it actually did.

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

I made a new character. I wanted to know what I should do with him, as well as what's happening currently.

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

Braeden Forrester

Age: 19
Race: Human
Info: Braeden is the heir of House Forrester. All he wishes is to be a knight, but as the oldest child of his house, he must become lord after his father's passing. His father sent him from the North to acquaint himself with the more Southern Lands. Braeden is a fierce warrior and military commander, and has about 10 of his personal guard assisting his travel. They each wear a uniform made from a mix of chain and plate armor, and wield broadswords. Some choose to wield different weapons. They are each equipped with a horse and supplies. Some notable members of his personal guard include:

Anthor Massey - A large brute who wields a battleaxe. He has a great sense of humor and typically lightens the mood whenever it gets too heavy.

Darran Vass - A slim man, light on his feet and ruthless with a dagger and shortbow. He and Anthor are unlikely companions. Where Darran is quiet, Anthor is boisterous.

Brenn Seaworth - Braeden's childhood friend, and also his most trusted guard. He serves as his advisor when Braeden gets too hot-headed.

Gear: Braeden wields a bastard sword, and wears a tunic with a grey cloak. He also wears black trousers and black boots. He, along with his guard, has a horse as well as various supplies, gold, and clothing.

GOT Roleplay

You read the title. Of course, this will be the same regions, areas, etc. But each player controls one or more members of a house vying for control, riches, and power. I'll add more details, like some example houses, if this gets interest.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Tristan the Unworthy Knight

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@Shadow Dragon@Tuxxle 77@HokumPocus@Mataus

Tristan cursed. "I did not mean to fight the tiefling, dammit!" As the devilman and the paladin bickered, each drawing their blades, the werebear began an unexpected attack on the tiefling. Tristan gripped his greatsword in both of his hands and roared, swinging it upwards to attempt to intercept the werebear's attack. "Whatever problems or misconceptions you fools have with each other can wait! We need to stop this beast!" Tristan looked towards the serving girl. He began to wink, before realizing he still had his helmet on and quickly stopped himself, instead calling out, "I look forward to the tour!" Tristan sighed as he continued to do battle with the werebear, nervously aware of his somewhat rough skills with his greatsword.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Tristan the Unworthy Knight

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@Shadow Dragon@Tuxxle 77@HokumPocus@Mataus

Tristan looked to the serving girl as the plainsmen and his crew simply left the inn. "That solves that. I'd better turn in. It's getting late. I suppose I'll see you tomor-" And, of course, there was already another fight breaking out between...was that a bear? And the tiefling who had entered earlier. The bear quickly moved towards the serving girl, but before it could reach her, the tiefling tried to distract it. Tristan cursed, looking towards the holy warrior. "Looks like another fight breaks out just as one is defused. I'm Tristan. It appears our skills our needed once more." Tristan realized with a sense of realization and disappointment that tonight would not be a night of much sleep. He could only look forward to the morning and the tour of Anvil.