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Here We Stand
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Here We Stand. Lady Lyra Mormont.
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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Bear Island is a remote island in the North that is home to House Mormont. It lies within the Bay of Ice, north of Deepwood Motte and south of the Frozen Shore. The hall of the Mormonts is built of huge logs and surrounded by an eastern palisade. The island contains old gnarled oaks, tall pines, flowering thornbushes, moss-covered grey stones, and steep hills with streams. Aside from a few crofters, the inhabitants of Bear Island live along the coasts and fish the seas. On the gate there is a carving of a woman in a bearskin with a babe suckling at her breast in one arm and a battleaxe in the other.
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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Lyra did not mean to be near the Lannister Lord. She wanted to be as far away from all of them as possible. There was still no forgiveness between the Northerners and most Southerners but it was House Lannister that made the cry The North Remembers so important to them. She did not think anyone in the North or House Lannister were over the troubles. It was the Lannisters who killed Ned Stark and Robb Stark. But Lyra was sure now that it was not the North who was stupid and killed and attacked the guards. “Put people in one place and old rivals start to come back. People will start to blame each other.”  
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today was going to be a longer day than he’d been prepared to deal with. at the ball last night, he thought the worst thing he’d have to deal with today would be a pounding headache while his children rose for the day. now, he’s lost one of his guards in the attacks and he can’t stop thinking about bad blood. no matter how many years passed, he doubts he or his family will ever trust a stark again, and vice versa. this thing all felt too well orchestrated. it’s all he can think about as he stares at the northerners in the great hall where many of the people have gathered, all forming their own groups to whispers about what had happened. as a passing server goes bye, he grabs a goblet and takes a drink like he is a man dying of thirst, though it’s all he’ll have for the day. making a drunken fool of himself is the last thing he needs. “it’s almost as though someone was just waiting for us all to be in one place before they struck a match it and threw it into gasoline.”
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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The eyes on her made Lyra crave freedom, this place was exhausting and she hated it here. She hated the South before all of this happened and now she was a prisoner. Her family and people were prisoners. The gardens she walked in were a cage and there was nothing good about a caged bear. She could not find Roslin so she walked. Feeling naked without the feeling of the heavy furs on her shoulders. 
Lyras eyes widened when she heard the voice and it was Meda. “You want me to leave?” Raising an eyebrow at the other woman she let her hands rest on the hilt of her axe when she relaxed. Thankfully they did not try to take her axe. “There are no guards here. You should have someone who could kill with you. Southerners are stupid and might make a move.”
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She’s been given permission to roam the grounds of Highgarden at least. She’s not sure if this is a luxury extended to all of the Tyrell’s guests or if special permissions have been given for the Northern Kingdom’s royal family. She doesn’t much care. All she knows is that she has to get out of her chambers or she’ll lose what little grasp on her temper she has left. 
It’s early morning, and not many people are about; those that she’s seen so far have all been wearing the sigil of House Tyrell. She’d hoped that the fresh air would give her a chance to think, to try and make sense of the disastrous conundrum that the whole of Westeros has been left with, but the air is muggy and humid, and she feels weighed down by it. She longs for the crisp, cold air of Winterfell. She’s thinking about the comfort of her own fur-lined bed when she hears a throat clear behind her. 
She doesn’t bother turning around. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not particularly in the mood for conversation at the moment. Say your piece and leave me be.”
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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There was no direct suspicion on House Mormont. But with House Stark being looked at as well as House Forrester, her sisters house, Lyra was not happy. Everywhere she walked people looked at her, stared like she had done something bad. There was no way that the North had anything to do with these attacks. It was their way. They were here under their roof, none who had the old gods would attack when they were sharing a roof with them.
Her first instinct was to find Elyse. As much as Lyra was under eye for being a Northerner, Elyse was more so for being married to House Forrester. “My only importance is asking if you are okay sister.” She was one of the most important people to Lyra, she always would be. “You know Stannis and I are behind you and your husband.”
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Elyse felt a storm of emotions. House Forrester and House Stark were in hot water... not only that but they were prisoners like all the other nobles in Highgarden. She knew that House Stark and House Forrester were innocent, as well as the other Northern houses that had supposedly been involved were in fact innocent. The fact the South felt they were in the right to accuse them and so quickly at that only made Elyse that much more angrier... but she kept a cool head, she wasn't about to let these Southerners accusing The North of something they didn't do see her sweat.
She looked out of the window in one of the palace's many halls as she sensed someone behind her, she didn't even turn around as she spoke.
"Is there anything of great importance that I must be made aware of at this time?" She asked, her voice not giving away any emotions as she finally turned around, her resting face adorning her features as she gazed at the person who approached her.
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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( sophie turner  ,  twenty two  ,  cis female  ,  she/her )  it looks like LYRA MORMONT , the LADY of BEAR ISLAND is prepared to play the game of thrones . you know , their DARING & CAPABLE side might help them along the way , but their BLUNT & CRAFTY qualities won’t do them any favours . a little bird told me that they’re currently AGAINST  the tyrell rule and that their loyalties lie with HOUSE MORMONT AND HOUSE STARK .  hm , interesting . that same little birdy also told tales of thick fur sitting on proud shoulders, callous hands holding tight to weapons and fiery red hair against snow . will they win , or will they die ? ( yulia , 21 , pst , she/her ) .
First I want to say English is not my first language so if I mess up spelling i am so sorry! But I am happy to rp here! I’m sorry this is very short!
Basic
name: Lyra Mormont also called ‘baby bear’ or ‘cub’ by some others
age: twenty two
gender: cis female
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: bisexual
alliance: House Mormont and House Stark
Family
father: coming soon
mother: coming soon
siblings: Stannis Mormont (older brother) and Elyse Forrester (older sister)
About Lyra
The youngest child of House Mormont she is as proud as all of her house and people and she towers over many the others on Bear Island. Bright eyes and fiery hair is what was first seen when Lyra was born. 
As a girl she was trained like the others on Bear Island. She was a lady of course but she was a Mormont lady. House Mormont has always been strong people, women included in this. She was never told how to sew and make pretty things. Instead she was taught to hold weapons. Her favorite an axe that people said had once belonged to Dacey Mormont. If it’s true she doesn’t know. 
Being made a lady for Roslin Stark was surprising to her. She loves the princess, she loves and is loyal to the Stark’s but she is not a true lady. When Lyra walks the halls with the princess she has her axe at her side and thick bear fur on her shoulders. She thinks maybe that is why she is there. Lyra is strong and when no guards are around Roslin there is no doubt she is safe with Lyra at her side. 
Lyra loves her siblings more than anything, she always has loved them. It is important to her to be close to her family even though they are not all together anymore. Her sister is with House Forrester and she is in Winterfell.
As much as Lyra does not like being in the South or being with the Tyrell’s she is happy to be with her family again. She get’s to see her brother and sister and is around people she knows and trusts. 
She sticks out in the south, tall and ferocious. She is a bear in Highgarden, in the south. She wants to be home in the North but if her family is here, if House Stark is here it is where she needs to be. 
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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❧ House Mormont of Bear Island
“There’s a carving on our gate,” said Dacey. “A woman in a bearskin, with a child in one arm suckling at her breast. In the other hand she holds a battleaxe. She’s no proper lady, that one, but I always loved her.”
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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Forgive me, my lady, if you’re at prayer. 
I’m done with all that.
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lyrasmormont · 4 years ago
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SANSA STARK  Game of Thrones season 8
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