ARC II . 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 .
with that we reach present time , where we see the king invite his people to join him in the eyrie as constructions are finally finished - turning once great fortress into a stronghold better fit to hold the king and his court . we are now sometime around november - december in game .
the once named vale of arryn is renamed new valyria , the castle known for centuries as the eyrie renamed as staerdale .
events of the past seven months are far from the king's concern , though they may affect your muses greatly . if you need to catch up on those , they can be found here .
there is no immediate celebration upon their arrival , not this time , so threads may be written in and around the grounds . as well , flashback threads that occurred during the seven months are welcome - we just ask that if these do occur - you tag them accordingly . you may tag them with the month's sin if you wish ! until this point though , they would not have been in the eyrie unless personally summoned by the king .
the king offered little aid over the months , even as the iron islands lost so much and the riverlands were attacked .
that said , we have updated our rules and ask that you read through them once more and like this post only once you have done so .
as of now , you may start new interactions and you have until sunday november 13th to finish up old threads .
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PLOT DROP THREE . 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 .
even the day of the holy matrimony , proud nobles whisper objections against the foreign bride — schemes drawn up to stop the wedding , no matter the consequences . these rich folk believe themself to be above the gods and rival machiavelli's cunning yet they underestimate the power of words : oh how fast they spread through the lips of hard working servants .
the red keep was empty save for servants preparing the feast and a few lingering guests , who should long be on their way to the sept of baelor . the perfect moment to attack : quick slash to the throat and crimson spills on the white wedding gown as the blade kisses the soft now marred skin — a necessary sacrifice for the wellbeing of the kingdom . no wriggling body and pleads of mercy as salted tears roll . loud shrieks of terror that could warn guards avoided , no desperate prays to the mother to save them : only silence . no clemency and no guilt for the war that will break out : it must be done for the greater good .
only things never go as planned and the dark - haired noble struggles . small figure suffers in the arms of their captor , sharpened meteorite dagger cutting throat several times — stinging wound but never the final slash . until the attacker grows tired , blade slashing through her throat and the touch of it burned them alive . body drops face down on the ground , crimson pooling everywhere as they leave the room dressed as a servant , like no massacre just took place . she bleeds out all alone while her loved ones are celebrating .
but at least jeyne caron died as she lived : fighting .
body not even cold when the bride - to - be enters the room with her guards , in search of the missing loved one so they can leave for the ceremony . piercing wail wakens all servants as sworn shields rush out to pull her away from the body — it would be criminal to show up in the sept with crimson staining white : a bad omen from the faith of the seven .
soldiers are told to ridden of the deceased noble as servants must clean up the blood - soaked stain on the carpet . silence was imposed or else tongues would be removed by the executioner .
however , words spreak rapidly like wildfire and the ghost of jeyne haunts the great hall during the festivities . pleasant chatter turns into horrendous revelations with no real proof : where is jeyne and did they run away as his grace king lucerys claims ?
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SEVEN . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 .
of a king they had crowned: more a boy than a man ,
more a pup than a wolf, with the cold of the realm in his eyes
harsh winters , the core of house stark — always prepared for winter is coming , brought the beginning of the end of a once great noble house . the ailing ruling lord more concerned with pleasing the love of his life , his beloved second wife , than honoring his duty as warden of the north . winterfell's hearth roars warmed the castle as the scent of mouthwatering lemon tarts spread around the keep : protected from the heavy snow and lack of food security . the people were dying , either from dreadful starvation or the slow process of freezing until hearts stop beating . one after the other died , even the livestock was meagre . voices of a rebellion against the starks were raising but never lasted , the common folk are always the first to succumb as the nobles live on . help from the south was denied , the starks always had too much pride to accept aid from wealthy southerners — with the knowledge there would be debts to pay . as the howling winds quietened down , lifeless bodies were found under the melting snow , and the ruling lord grew weaker : starks thrived under the coldest and darkest days . in an act of defiance to tradition , one he happily broke to marry the one he truly loved , he crowned his youngest son heir of winterfell , heir to the former glorious kingdom of the north .
winter hit the north early , leaving many of the smallfolk starving and begging for the aid of their nobles . the nobles were well fed in their houses , but with time the smallfolk succumbed to the winter’s chill - leaving many dead across the region . help from the south was refused as lord stark had always had too much pride to accept help from others - especially knowing he could never afford to repay them . when the winter’s chill began to slip away , so too with it did the health of the ruling lord - leaving him to make the decision of his heir : naming his youngest son ( the firstborn of his second marriage ) as heir to winterfell .
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SIX . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 .
they howled ‘neath their northern moon
so loud were their cries that the
closing of doors was drowned out
pregnancy , a most wondrous occasion if one talked to the many lady - mothers in the reach . and yet , simultaneously , fear lives at the idea of failing the blossoming babe in the stomach —— inadequate at protecting the most precious thing in the world . the heartache tormenting all loving parents . only sometimes the battle is already lost before it begins . the servants at highgarden heard the piercing wails coming from the ruling lady in the farthest corners of the castle : it was time , an heir . however fate is a cruel mistress . after finally gracing the tyrell family with the long - anticipated heir to the reach , the fruit of their love and praying does not survive beyond the womb . new life did not bloom , instead of a rose for the nursery —— they are planted in the garden of memory . countless maesters tended to the weakened state of lady senya as lord tyrell delivered the news to his family , yet another babe lost .
while he grieved the damage done to his heart , his mother visited her good daughter with crimson poppies : bloodshed . the dowager lady only saw red , burning with anger as senya failed her duty once again , if only her oldest had picked a wife who could produce an heir . oh well , she is to make sure it will happen as she orders all servants and maesters away . frail fingers grabbed a pillow , placing it on top of the fragile ruling lady of the reach - her former position that she did great justice , and pressed down . death by suffocation , releasing house tyrell from the shackles of a failed lady - wife . and then , to make herself less suspicious and not be accused , she knocked herself out with a heft tome and body meets the floor . servants found a dead ruling lady and an unconscious dowager lady before alarming the guards . none wished to be around when the news reached lord davios for they feared for his reaction . will the rose now have thorns yearning for the growth of carnage ?
after years of failed attempts , the ruling lady of highgarden was blessed with a child in her womb . but despite the best efforts of maesters , when the time came for the child to be brought forth into the world - he did not survive . after lord davios announced his child’s loss to his family , his mother was filled with anger . for she had done her duty , so too should her good daughter . but she had failed , and thus could not be forgiven . the dowager lady would enter her rooms and suffocate the woman , faking an attack by knocking herself out as well .
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FIVE . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 .
lord bolton approached; with a thrust to robb’s heart
he gave him the lannister lions’ regards
long ago , the lord and lady of house lannister ( nearly children then , fresh from the bedding ceremony ) were blessed with a son as their first born . they adored him , though spent little time with him . the birth took a heavy toll on lady lannister , and she was ill more often than not in the following months . on the same day she gave birth - another did . this woman , the daughter of the kennelmaster and a servant to the lannisters , loved her son above all else . she spent every waking hour with him as she could . her father , worried for his daughter's fate - had the boy smothered in his sleep - removing the babe from her life . the girl was distraught , refusing to accept her child's death . a plan came to her , a most horrible one , that saw her swapping her own dead baby for the lannister heir - and fleeing the city . she ended up far from home , with a babe on a boat . she slept much of the journey - the stolen babe in her arms . she'd raise the child as her own for years - refusing to admit he was anything but hers . until , at last , she could pretend no longer . in appearance , the boy could have been the lord lannister's perfect copy . as he grew , she came up with a plan . her son loved her , loved her above all else and would do anything for her . she told him of the truth , claiming she had only done so as his parent's had been neglectful , and would never have loved him as he deserved . and he , he who had no memories of his parents , believed her .
though lady genna has only been the ruling lady for a year , but the unwed lords too of the westerlands had all been seeking her hand for many years by then . when she refused even their attentions - one such case being the ruling lord of hornvale himself - many were angered at her seeming disdain for her own people . the lord braxton brax was greatly offended at the slight , in front of the king no less , and sought out like minded individuals who might aid him in his proposed rebellion . his muttering was overheard by a most interested individual - a guest to the wedding who would offer the name ' critten ' when asked . he supported the man's words , honeyed words dripping in poison as he drew himself closer to the lord of hornvale . the seat , he would say with feline - like arrogance , of the warden of the west should have never belonged to the lady genna but to the firstborn of the lannisters - casper himself .
with the revelation that the long believed firstborn son of the lannisters was alive , a civil war is starting in the westerlands , with support divided between the lady genna and the lord casper . things are quite tense , and the west are picking sides . once ‘ critten carrigan ’ had washed the berries that dyed his hair dark away , none could deny he was the exact replica of his father .
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FOUR . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 .
there was nothing she felt cutting lady frey’s throat
and she felt nothing more when they slashed her own
fertile soils and rich grounds bless the region of endless rivers , with populous wildlife hiding in the forests and hills — enough to feed the people and the creatures lurking in the dark muddy waters . the horror started with shredded carcasses of farm animals , rivers coloring scarlet from blood drained wildlife and fear in the eyes of the rivermen . no one knew what caused the damage except the ones who stood eye to eye with the monster and barely survived , instead of speaking they took a vow of silence with the stranger : gratitude for their life not lost . soon enough the culprit was found , reptile - like terrors slithering through the rivers but always evading the hands of mankind until their home was found : the waters protecting riverrun . it quickly became clear that house tully was in the unknown of the danger lurking beneath their soles , after all , their grounds were never harmed by the gruesome reptiles , thus believing it is not worth their troubles . however , when the creatures attack one of their own with razor sharp claws , the hunt was opened . the smallfolk hid in their towns and measly built houses as the riverlords attacked . bloodshed on both sides was imminent until the ruling lord caught the last one of the species , about to be extinct . as he stabbed his sword through the reptile's heart , in its last final breaths it bit through the ruling lord tully's throat .
animals begun to be found torn apart , the rivers filling with blood . people didn’t know what was happening and those who saw the monster refused to speak of it . it was discovered that the culprit was reptile - like creatures living in the waters around riverrun . the tully’s were not affected , thus sat back and did nothing - until one of their own was attacked and they began to hunt it . in the end the battle was won , but the ruling lord was lost . thus the eldest of lord tully’s children will take their place on the ruling seat .
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THREE . 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄 .
lady catelyn alone had the river’s sharp ear ,
heard dancing reels turn to the rains of castamere
the rulers of dorne , descendants of warrior queen nymeria , see no issue in partaking in the sins of flesh . bastard children , the living proof of lustful actions , are revered instead of shunned . house martell has always made its own history , refusing the bow to the throne and slithered away safely like the vipers they are toward sunspear's old palace . as one cannot trust a scorpion for the fear of thy sting , one cannot trust a martell : deadly , dangerous and oh so unpredictable . they await their vengeance for their bloodlust has never once wavered , princess elia and her offspring will be avenged . gluttony knows no limits and crimson dornish reds bewitches all guests in forgetting — they become so pliable and trusting . while the martells keep drinking , used to the poisonous effects , others are not so lucky . perhaps the dark tune of castamere should have tipped them off , but why not partake in pleasurable sins , why stop when the taste of wine is so addicting . and soon enough , lords and ladies alike are found death in their chambers , far away from the dornish heat , lips stained purple with a strong scent of iron in the air . are the hot - tempered martells actually cold - blooded killers ? or was it the lannisters , who had killed the first elia so long ago , that had poisoned the second ?
while a wedding would come in time , a celebration of allyria and tommen’s betrothal was planned within the southern westerlands . following the celebration , a number of lords and ladies of both the westerlands and dorne were found dead or heavily ill within their chambers - the signs of poison evident . the princess elia herself nearly slipped away , saved only by her partial immunity . but there could be no evidence of the culprit - for the wine they’d drank that night had vanished by morning and none remembered who had brought it .
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TWO . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒
he’d broken a vow to the lords of the twins:
wed a stranger, a beauty, but a promise there’d been
the lords of the stormlands walked a precarious line during their stay in king's landing . their youngest son barely survived the festivities , fighting for one's life and slaying a member of the kingsguard : forgone of all crimes in the eyes of the seven but the anger of his grace was still aflame , hidden in his personal quarters for now . and while one wealthy betrothed was traded in for another , the coffers of house baratheon remained empty — dust and spider webs gathering in the vault instead of shiny golden coins . his grace the king would see that the baratheons remain in debt , his aversion only growing after being bested . he whispered in house celtigar's ears , demanding they only gift the bare minimum of dowry to his niece and her stag . in fear of slighting the king , the ruling lord celtigar agreed and brought strife to inner relations of claw isle . however to fund the rebuild of the red keep , the king taxed the nobility - especially those of the crownlands . so much so , that the noble houses of the realm had no other choice than obey : the perfect cover . as the baratheons remain mostly unwed , prospective marriage were rare ; their vassal houses unwilling to be scorned and thrown aside for a spell of lust . so - called true love has consequences and the alliance that was meant to save house baratheon only worsened their standing between the great houses . oh the mighty have fallen perhaps they have learned and will no longer stray from matches .
the king has never liked losing , and so when lord stefan won his match and was granted a boon - he never expected the boon would be marriage to his niece . with the red keep destroyed , and the need for funds to rebuild - he uses is as an excuse to raise taxes - which helped the celtigars to cover up the fact that king lucerys had demanded they give only a small dowry to emmelyne for her marriage to lord stefan .
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ONE . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 .
that one day the blood they ared owed ,
will run 'neath their soles
the harlaws , as a gift of gratitude from the king for their brother's service , left king's landing with ships filled with gold . for months , they lived peacefully with this gold - building up their fleet as they might . in an effort to keep their people content , as there were whispers among the smallfolk of their liege lords spending gold while they starved , the harlaws decided to throw a grand fishing tournament - where the ironborn who caught the largest fish would receive gold to survive on for the rest of their lives ( however long they may be ) . many were quick to join the tournament , going far out into the waters to catch what they could . a week into the tournament , the storms began - growing fiercer with the day . while many were quick to return to shore - the salt within the veins of the ironborn would not allow them to return home so easily . the harlaws and their great fleets too , went upon the waters , for all wished for the prize . when the storm seemed to settle within the skies , the waters began to darken - creating waves unseen in many years . all were cautious , but it wasn't until they watched a ship be pulled down from beneath - killing all aboard - that the screams of ' kraken ' rang out . ship after ship , they fought with all their might to return to shore - until few remained .
the iron islands lost a large amount of it’s fleet in the tournament , and many ironborn - both nobles and smallfolk - were killed . having already lost two of their own , the harlaw family’s strength is questioned .
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WHAT COMES AFTER . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘𝐍𝐒 .
there were arrows and daggers, and the touch of them burned;
from players to slayers in an instant were turned .
when morning came and the flames were at long last extinguished , the sigils of house arryn were found upon some of the men , mixed in with member's of the king's own soldiers . beneath the rubble came the bodies of numerous lords and ladies , some long gone to the gods and others hanging on by a thread . though most were lucky in that they had escaped with their lives : the realm’s beloved queen visenya was not . when the news came of house arryn’s seeming involvement , king lucerys had smiled darkly from his place upon balerion the brutal . there would be no trial - not this time . within the month , the bard leopold would become famous for his song - the burning of the never - flying falcon . telling the story of how the king and his dragon riders - along with his army - would take their revenge upon the vale , leaving only bloodshed in their wake . the fighting itself lasted no longer than a week , for the gentry of the vale dared not fight back for fear the same fates might fall upon them . when all was done and the last of house arryn had been swallowed whole , the targaryens took the eyrie for their own .
the discovery was made that the arryns were ( partially ) responsible for the fall of the red keep and the death of the queen , and so the king and his people had them all killed . the only survivors are the ( former ) ruling lady baela arryn - now algood once more - and their child , who under the king’s decree is now a bastard . the king has taken eyrie as his own and court runs from there now ( at least until the keep can be rebuilt ) . the queen’s funeral would be held there , though to the surprise of the kingdom it was to be a quiet service - only the targaryens were present .
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PLOT DROP FOUR . 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 .
the full moon pales in its beauty compared to the red comet flying high through the dead of the night , the star’s long tail dragon - like with a fire red color , crimson like the warm blood of dying soldiers and sweet sunsets . the ominous glow of the bleeding star appearing as a bad omen for the worst to come : a herald for war . the clock strikes midnight , the witching hour alive , and the bedding ceremony begins yet both groom and bride are a lacking presence in the great hall .
guests seek out the newly wedded pair within the keep and outside on the royal grounds . the sound of brightly colored fireworks seduce nobles to move toward the gardens and view the spectacle that is the red comet and kaleidoscope of hues together . nothing in king’s landing is ever that innocent and pure . as bursts of color kiss the sky , small explosions go off inside the castle —— trapping those searching for the dragonstone nobles , caught under large blocks of pale red stone and becoming entombed on aegon’s hill . the first casualties of the night fall , far away from others to hear their pained screams as it downs upon them they will not be saved . the royal palace now their grave .
as everyone gathers in the gardens , nobles are too entranced by the celestial phenomenon ( the bedding ceremony half - forgotten ) to pay attention to their surroundings , and the way the trees seem to be alive —— shadows waiting for the right moment to attack . absolutely no one notices the strategically shot arrows toward the red keep , nor do they notice the burning trees hidden under the comet’s flaming glow —— a perfect match that sets their world ablaze . the acrid smoky smell starts to fill the outdoor air as it overtakes the salty sea breeze but it is the deafening dragon roars that awaken the westerosi aristocracy and guests . what follows is the sweltering heat of dragon flames , scorching the grounds as the red castle is swallowed alive by inferno .
the panicked screams of nobles mixes with the outcries of serpentine dragons , bodies dressed in decadent cloth hastily make their way out of the blooming green oasis caught on fire . nobles meet the earthen ground as they fail to leave , burried under the fleeing masses stuck in purgatory : the perfect prey for hungry winged monsters . those who are able to escape unharmed have another challenge to overcome as smaller explosions go off in the red keep . everything is green .
the wildfire leaves lasting scorching burn marks on the cursed servants trapped in the web of devouring heat . and the nobility is lucky enough to escape though many have lost their loved ones in the chaos —— only the brave daring to find them in between the rubble and ever - lasting blasts of fire . as the attackers , seemingly unnoticeable like ghosts , grab their swords and daggers to end the life of whoever crosses their path ; however , most of raiders meet the dragons that escaped their pit —— dracarys . the defense of the people and their home only made tumult worse ; there is only one thing stronger than wildfire : dragonfire .
seeing the situation escalate to the depths of tartarus , the royal - born targaryens run to the dragons and try to tame them . some manage to control the beasts while others fail their mission and seek to help out the defenseless nobles instead , steering the surviving crowd to the only tower left standing . realization dawns upon everyone : the royal palace will never be the same , now completely ravaged in the sea of flames .
as the dragons roar , the loudest shaking king's landing to the core , several nobles get lost in the anarchy . lady cerenna of house lannister runs away toward a possible safe haven but the royal grounds are a labyrinth of debris and dead bodies with no way out . the remaining lannister siblings are unable to catch sight of her as they move through the burning remains seeking out their sister . lord gael of castamere runs into the wildfire , almost as if he is untouchable from the emerald flames , with a sword in his hand —— ready to slaughter the cruel monsters who brought the targaryen's ancestral home to the ruins . and then there is lord nyles rowan , who wandered away from the burning trees and blossoming flowers , into the darkness full of terrors . and finally , nobles witness how the ruling lord of the reach runs back toward the stray dragons to find both his wife and former lover who went missing during the first splashes of fireworks in the sky .
while many try to escape the grounds , princess vasila tries to tame the dragons of their family with the help of their lord father . however , where king lucerys controls his dragon who influences rhaellara and valyris in submission, vasila of house targaryen only manages to make meleys and daenys listen . sharp teeth of she - dragon elaena press into bare skin , leaving behind small but deep heavily bleeding holes as they try to restrain icarys and elaena . lord aster tyrell , always willing to help little children out , leaves with a damaged right hand —— blistered and covered by burn marks with the faint smell of smoked skin hanging in the air , as he saves aerys targaryen from the flames and brings the toddler to his mother . some are less lucky and get trapped under the falling blocks of pale red stone , such as the lady of greywater watch , but valeria is quickly saved by guards who move the nobles to the sole tower standing , only left with dark bruises all over her body . lyseni women have never strayed away from doing their own thing , so no one was truly surprised when serenei rogare runs after one of the pirates who tried to stab scared nobles trying to survive . luck was not on his side as she slit his throat with a in - poison dipped dagger but the attacker manages to harm her before he succumbs to his wounds . large hash with blood quickly pooling on serenei's side .
her grace queen visenya searches for her oldest in the secret pathways of the red keep , humming softly as she thinks about a future with more grandchildren to cherish . and so she never saw it coming , stuck in a daydream as the stones tumbled down upon her —— the walls of her home , the place she raised beloved children , crumbled down all around her . so she goes out gracefully : hands clutched together with closed eyes , almost like death was peaceful to comfort her blood beyond the grave because life continues . brothers and sisters will always be a strong bond even if one of them dies . grudges and promises are born and lord artur velaryon is committed to his cause : find out how the late princess laena truly died . as the other nobles start the bedding ceremony , he sneaks into the quarters of the mistress of whisperers —— hunting through all the papers and handwritten notes for that one defining piece of evidence . however , the quest has no fortunate ending instead the velaryon lord is caught by surprise . a flaming arrow signals the beginning of his end , countless others follow until one hits target . green flames surround the noble with no way out but unlike a phoenix he will not rise from the ashes . together with lady seda's sources , artur perishes until they are nothing more than cinders blown away by the sea breeze . lady alanis harlaw , never one to sit down when fight are happening , chases after the ghosts she spies running havoc in the burning building . eyes widening in surprise as recognition dawns upon her : she knows the other —— familiar even , or maybe all pirates look similar . she stands there frozen in time as the enemy takes the moment to get their revenge , make the iron islander pay for their sins . with a swift jab , sharpened sword tip cuts through alanis like butter only enough to maim , otherwise there is no fun . fight or flight instinct is activated but the harlaw refuses to die alone , so bloodied and beaten she jumps on their adversary —— fists pummeling into their face until it's bloodied and bruised . finally gaining the upper hand until their sword pierces through her heart : alanis harlaw slain with their jewelry stolen . the iron price repaid .
𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
here is the final part of the royal wedding and the end of arc i at thrones . because we will immediately move on to arc ii ( for those who want ) , this plot drop ends in a fade to black where members can plot out headcanons and communicate with their families / important connections on what happened after and during the events . every noble at the celebrations will either have up ended staying at the remaining tower for the night or quickly found a place in some inns in the city center . due to the events , nobles immediately leave for their home with the king's permission and will only find out who died once they are back in their ancestral castles . as for the remaining targaryens who are without a house now : time to pick sides ... are you team summerhall or team dragonstone ? ( and yes you can only pick one because no moving back and forward )
basically , everyone has from the 7th until the 13/14th to finalize all their arc i interactions but they cannot involve the burning of the red keep and said events . we heavily promote starting new threads , in the arc ii universe , when all seven ( +1 ) pieces of information are posted on the main . finally , we will accept applications on monday !
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PLOT DROP TWO . 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 .
half a moon following the ill - fated masquerade , and a week hence following the grand master's funeral and stefan baratheon's subsequent arrest - the trial of the lord was thrown together .
the king's disappointment with his people was clear , for so many kept their eyes to the floor and kept their mouths shut when he asked for them to speak . those who did speak , he took all the more interest in . for the maester , while a member of his council just like any other , had been more than that . he had been a father , a brother - a trusted advisor and friend above all others . one whose death the king could not forgive .
when it was time for stefan to call for witnesses , each one was quick to speak in his defence . he was allowed but two , something house baratheon saw as a slight . ayleen baratheon spoke first , stating " i have known my brother for as long as i have lived . as such , i am confident in my knowledge of his character when i say that while he may be headstrong , or brash, he is a man true to his word, honorable , loyal and honest. but above all, no matter what anyone claims , lord stefan baratheon has never been , is not, and never will be a schemer , a backstabber , or treacherous . he would never stoop to making a clandestine attempt on the life of a great man such as the late grand maester . i know that as much as i know the sun will rise again tomorrow . "
following her came emmelyne celtigar , the queen’s own niece , which brought forth heavy gossip within the crowd . " there’s to be a profitable union between the baratheons and carons. so he cannot afford to risk this advantageous offer nor his siblings’ livelihood over a senseless crime. still , he is a baratheon but he is not that stupid . "
the argument was one without any arguments aside from those who supported the once proud house baratheon . few could offer true reasoning beyond character references for the man - and the statements of his siblings helped the court little , for most agreed that of course they would cover for him . members of house lannister - including the king's very own master of laws - spoke greatly about how the baratheons would have done anything in order to gain positions of power . lancel lannister himself stated " the baratheons would stop at nothing to see themselves rise once more . after robert baratheon lost his little rebellion so long ago, it was my forefathers who aided in building the kingdom back to glory . we do not take kindly to the lord stefan's actions, for the grand maester was a most important and dedicated servant to the king and kingdom , and his loss can not go so easily unpunished . "
seeing that things were not going his way , the lord baratheon spoke up soon after the lord lancel finished speaking - demanding a trial by combat . none could refuse him by the laws of the seven , and so it was agreed .
it went to the kingsguard to decide who might fight against the young lord and it was house harlaw's only son , euron , who offered himself as the king and realm's champion . though it pained his family to watch , they knew he could only succeed .
the battle began , and for the first while it had seemed as though they were evenly matched . each clang of their swords was greeted with gasps from the crowds , as they watched in fear and awe . death would not find either until the tides seemed to turn , as lord stefan was forced to run to catch his breath . lord euron’s weapon scraped the ground as it went for him , and missed . the lord stefan tripped , but managed to roll to the side to avoid being struck - knocking lord euron over and cutting him in the process . slowly lord stefan crept up . blood was smeared across the landing , and he was all but exhausted .
though none could say what was truly in his mind - only that the look upon his face was one of anger , all watched as he struck the killing blow .
there was silence across the crowd for a moment .
" with the battle's end the gods have declared the verdict between them . " the king declared , his words full of bite . " on this day , the gods have seen fit to proclaim him innocent of the charges cast upon him . "
the crowd offered both cheers and jeers to the king’s declaration , murmuring carrying through them all .
in an attempt to allow the baratheons to feel as though they had earned his favour once more , and truly to be back within their good graces , the king privately allowed a single boon of the young lord - and agreed no matter how large he would do his best to grant it . while some might have asked for wealth , others great titles or properties - stefan asked for one simple thing : a marriage of his own choice . while the king had some conditions and would not see either of his daughters married to a baratheon , with some consideration he allowed it .
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within the maester’s chambers a note could be seen , having fallen and been swept away beneath his desk , a note he’d written in but his last moments in old valyrian . a note with but two words on it , the name of the person he knew to be responsible - lifted by a servant and tossed to the fires .
𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒏 .
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plot drop one . 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 .
the morning of the masquerade , it was announced that both the king and queen had fallen ill the night prior and would be unable to attend with their guests . still , in a first gesture of goodwill , king lucerys insisted ( commanded ) that the night would go on without them . though many wished to , none could deny the king out of respect for his majesty ( or fear of the consequences , perhaps ) .
the king had the guards make note of ten costumes , ten he'd carefully decided to assure he could track who came and went over the course of the night . they stood out above all others , or did they ? some blended , making it easier for them to sneak out - something the king would not stand for before the night came to an end . through the night one servant each would be assigned to watch over the following : the jester , a white swan , the iron throne , the pegasus , the kraken , the season of winter , the stars , the warrior , the queen of love and beauty , the violet fairy .
the night went on seemingly with little fuss , with great laughter , music and dancing filling the hall . dressed as an elephant , none were any the wiser to the king’s presence at the great gathering - even as they broke the anonymity rule without a care .
lord jon sunglass , the king’s own master of games , was dressed as a boar and charged with keeping track of those within the party as well . though it was a task he should have had little trouble with , half way through the night it appeared as though he had one too many beverages and was ushered away to his rooms to recuperate . even before his absence he could account for none when he woke , for the drink had done it’s trick far too well .
while the nobility all gathered in the ballroom , no one could have known who it was who crept away in the night - breaking into the grand maester samuel florent's offices and brutally killing the man . it was not noticed for hours , and as soon as it was the king was alerted . though he knew the identities of many , only some did he see . any who revealed their identities throughout the night were placed under all the more suspicion , for in the eyes of their royal majesties what reason have they to reveal their identities if they were not plotting against the throne ?
many guests had the fortune of alibis through the ten servants dedicated to their costumes , for they could swear to having followed after them all night . others the minor misfortune of having the boar forgotten them . the worst luck of them all were those spotted by the leopard - the queen herself - leaving the event .
despite urges otherwise , and the advise of his council - the city of king’s landing has been put on lockdown , and while guests have continued to arrive late to the king’s invitation - once they enter the city walls , they are no longer free to exit .
and this draws our first event to a close . threads may be definitely be continued / finished up from within it , as now knowing how it goes down you may have some inspiration for how to end things .
we did keep track of all those who reacted to each animal , so please be sure to follow the fate of the one you chose below . for each one , please tag your post as both thrones.masquerade and thrones.task .
🐆 the leopard : the queen spotted your muse leaving the party early , and has her suspicions that you could have played a part in the grand maester’s death . an alibi must be provided , but will you throw others under fire to save yourself ?
write a minimum one paragraph ( though more is welcome ) ‘ confession ’ self - para , where your character may give their alibi for the evening and where it was they may have snuck off to .
🐗 the boar : while your muse was never spotted leaving the party , nor do they have any who can vouch for them .
your task is to find some alibi through the night for your muse , whether this means plotting a thread with someone or just plotting with someone in general and having both muses attest on the dash to having spent time together , we’d love to see it !
🐘 the elephant : the king spotted your muse during the events of the evening , and as such has no suspicions of you . will you use this opportunity to stay silent in your position of safety , or will you use it to throw the blame elsewhere ?
write a minimum one paragraph ( though more is welcome ) ‘ reveal ’ self - para , where your character reacts to the king revealing himself as having been the elephant . did your muse speak ill of him to his face that now they worry , perhaps ?
the jester , a white swan , the iron throne , the pegasus , the kraken , the season of winter , the stars , the warrior , the queen of love and beauty , the violet fairy : the servants kept their eyes on your muse all evening , and as such they were safe .
congrats ! for those select folk who were named one of the ten - you have immunity from a task !
depending how convincing your alibis are , the king may bring this bloody event to trial .
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