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Lords and Ladies of Westeros Needed!

So, you’ve read the rules, looked at the story, and you’re still interested. Great! That’s amazing! We’ll be happy to have you with us. 

As of this moment, this group is brand-spanking new, so we need Wardens and Lord Paramounts to keep our houses and Westeros safe! I will continue to update this post and keep it linked on the main page with any roles that have been filled, as well as links to the bios therein. You should post the bio on your blog, as well as submit it for *this* blog with the tag: afoiafrp bio

That being said, there is a couple of specific roles that need filling in House Targaryen that were mentioned in the Story! So I’ll leave you with a few details:

King of the Seven [Yes, Seven] Kingdoms: King Vaegon II:

Age: 45+ [Up to you]

The personality/history of this man is entirely up to you, but he is *not* a mad king. He can be strict if you want him to be; even harsh, but he is not mad. In this world, the white hair and purple eyes are *rare*. This man very likely has dark hair. You can apply for this character, but he will be NPCed if we do not find anyone willing or suitable for the role.

Valarr II, Younger Brother to Aegon, son of King Vaegon:

Age: 19

This character is a bit more open. He will have some degree of madness. He grew up with Aegon, and as such, is fiercely loyal/protective. He will be more physically able than his older brother. Those are broad strokes, but as he will be some form of an antagonist in the RP, please contact me if you are interested. This position is vital, as are the Wardens of each Kingdom.

Heads of houses of the seven Kingdoms are currently up for grabs, and I will add them in as needed. 

Kingsguard and Small council positions are open. Small Council members can also be Wardens/Lord Paramounts.

Essos figures are welcome to apply, as well as smaller houses and smallfolk. 

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Aegon VIII Targaryen, Prince of Dragonstone

Name: Aegon VIII Targaryen

Title: Prince of Dragonstone, Heir to the Iron Throne

Age: 20

Hair: White

Eyes: Silver

Proficiency: Trade, Politics

Physical skills: Swordplay, Horseback Riding

Bio:

From a young age, Aegon was groomed to be King. His father, strict as he was, was remarkably fair with his son’s desires, allowing him to discover a love of trade as well as politics, wherein he began to rebuild the vast wealth that the Iron Throne once sat upon, before Robert Baratheon depleted its’ coin with avarice. A love of fine spices, wines and fruit from lands afar, and a generous investment from his father permitted him to create his own trading company, starting with two ships sailing from Kings Landing to ports to the east, until he learned to read the desires of his people here in Westeros, and that of the desires of those in Essos, so that he was able to expand and grow, and in turn grow the crowns wealth.

While he has some skill with a sword, he finds he’d rather a charcoal and parchment with which to draw the world around him, or a paintbrush and fine pigments to depict the wings of Drogon as he flew towards the seas that Dragonstone overlooked.

The traditional appearance of the Targaryen gene is rare now; a recessive gene that was almost lost betwixt the dark features of the Starks and the Martells that renewed his family name so many years prior. His appearance is perhaps the reminder that the blood of old Valyria; indeed the blood of the dragon still runs through the family veins.

Personable, compassionate, and studious, he has at least earned respect from the people, he has outwardly what it takes to be the successor to his father. He takes seriously the advice of his counsel, and makes no decision without some order of deep consideration for consequences.

Nobody is perfect, however; least of all Aegon, whom although is spared of the family madness, has other secrets to bury.

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Rules. Subject to change.

Comprehensive Rules:

 This is a group for A Song of Ice and Fire, with an ending that differs from that of the show, and ultimately George R. R. Martin, in order to create an interesting world in which to create characters, play said characters, and interact. This RP takes place 150 years after the events of the Long Winter*, and the battle for the Iron Throne. More information is in the story section of this blog.

Rules:

Every participant needs to be 18+. No minors. At all. As with George R. R. Martin’s stories, these can be violent, graphic, and as such, not safe for work, and especially not safe for children or minors. There are no exceptions to this rule.

 All characters need to have a specific blog for their character. It can be a side blog, but it must be a blog for the sole purpose of playing this character. There are no multi-muse blogs permitted. You do not need to fancy up your side blog. Just some character information and an icon is the bare minimum.

 All RPers need to speak and write English fluently, and need to have enough of a grasp of the language to write in a multi-paragraph fashion. There will be no one-liners. This is a story we are writing for ourselves. One’s emotions and actions cannot be properly conveyed in one line. If you need help with writing, ask! The mun who plays Aegon VIII is a friendly, willing helper.

 There is an activity requirement to this group! You cannot simply claim a character of importance: Say a Warden/head of house, and not RP! If you are the type to reply only once every few months, this RP is not for you. That being said, real life happens. Vacations happen, and if you have need of an absence, within reason, we will write a reason for your character to be absent. Please try to at least be active minimum *once a week*. The more active you are, the more your character can grow and other characters can get to know you.

 This RP will take place both on this blog and on Discord. If you are not comfortable or happy with one or the other, you can stick to one or the other, but you still must have a blog, and if need be, you can transcribe your Discord RPs onto that blog. However, if there is a group event going on, it *will* be on Discord.

There will be no dice system for combat. Everything will be role played out as if writing a book, with sensible abilities for each. If your character did not train in swordplay, do not expect him or her to be able to assault a member of the Kingsguard. Use your head. If you have a question, ask one of the group mods for help. If you do not like RPing out combat, do not pick a character that fights. You can always invite a friend to come RP with you, and fight for you! Not every Lord Paramount fights, after all.

 Drama happens, both IC and OOC, but we ask you keep the OOC drama to a minimum, and in private. This is a game. If you aren’t having fun, then there’s a problem! Ask us to see if there’s anything you can do.

 Dragons: Drogon lives, but he does not fight anymore. He is old, he is large, and he’s more like a giant symbol than anything else. He attaches to *one* Targaryen rider every couple of generations, but does not travel much. There will be no use of dragons in RP at this time. Whether there are *other* dragons in existence is yet to be seen. Do not think for a minute that the Targaryens are invulnerable because of Drogon; he will not fight. He’s merely seeking the company of whom he sees as family.

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The beginning; The End; The story.

Below you will find the story premise to A future of Ice and Fire: An RP group here on Tumblr as well as Discord. This story splits from the show and the books at around the end of Season *six*. If you have no interest, then there’s no reason to continue reading.

A future of Ice and Fire: The rekindling of the great houses and the Seven Kingdoms.

 Jon Snow, Tyrion Lannister, and Lord Varys warned her of the Night king… Of aiding the North, yet her allies, Olenna Tyrell, Yara Greyjoy, and Ellaria Sand pleaded with her to take the Iron Throne. This was the juncture in which this world splits from what is known.

 Who knows the under workings of King’s Landing better than Davos Seaworth and Tyrion Lannister, after all? And with the combined armies of all, and Yara’s warning about Euron’s Iron Fleet, there was enough combined knowledge to take the Iron Throne with minimal civilian casualty. After all, she had three dragons, and the Lannisters had only one Scorpion, not quite powerful enough to pierce the armored hide of a dragon.

A siege of the city would occur, where the majority of the forces would be used to distract the Lannisters, while Seaworth and The Hound [Whom would never turn down an opportunity to ahem ‘distract’ his older Brother in all his undead glory] led a small contingency of men into the back entrance of the Keep; the crypt where the skull of Baelerion the dread watched the darkness. The dragons burned the iron fleet, and the Lannisters; Jaime and Cersei included; were taken prisoner. The Hound and the Mountain both perished in the ensuing madness, and those Kingsguard that stood by the former queen Cersei perished defending their queen. With the keep taken, the Lannister army surrendered, Dany landed Drogon in the courtyard of the red keep with her army close behind, and her Allies; those heads of Four great houses [Stark, Tyrell, Martell, and Greyjoy] came forth to speak for her. “The time of war against our brothers and sisters is over” She announced to them, and the spectating civillians who had seen many monarchs rise and fall in their liftetime alone, but knew nothing other than the name of this new Queen. “But another war is on our doorstep; and the enemy is death itself. The stories your grandmothers and grandfathers told you to scare you are true; and the army of the dead marches against the wall, which will not hold for long. Dragons alone cannot stop this oncoming storm, and if we are to keep death from enveloping the seven kingdoms, we need to unite to protect. Those who cannot fight may find work; coin to feed your families so that we may mine the dragonglass to arm our fighters; farmers to tend the crops and livestock to feed them, and workers to build the walls and battlements that will keep you safe. None will be forced, but all will be asked, and no man, woman, or child will go hungry or without shelter. We have won this war, but now, we must win the Last war.” And that promise was kept. Laborers; men and woman alike lent their hands and backs to prepare every great house and army for this battle; starting with Winterfell and the North. Every one of them was fed and paid and roofs put over their heads. Their children were safe. Olenna Tyrell gladly paid forth from her treasury to protect the realm and the crown, and as  words of the horrors of what the Nights Watch faced at the wall reached south, Even the ornery house Tarly bent the knee to their new Queen; realizing the fate that befell all of the seven kingdoms if they did not put aside their quarrel. The Kingslayer himself; eager to prove his honor in spite of his crimes, accepted the choice to take the black; if only to do what is right for once in his life. His sister; pregnant with his child, was given safe house arrest under constant guard, would be under no harm so as to keep her child from suffering for her mothers’ crime. Such is the merciful heart of a mother [Daenerys] who loved her own children dearly would give to another mother. The wall bought them time; time enough for Jon Snow to get to know his new Queen; how she ached for the suffering of the simple folk, and loved her children; wild and dangerous as they seemed. Time enough to fall in love with her, and her him in turn. The dragons that so fascinated the world took to him as well, and that trust between them all was what kept the rift from separating them when they were faced with the reality of their situation… That Jon Snow was Aegon Targaryen; son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark. With reassurance that all he wanted from knowing that was knowing that he had a mother that loved him, who had a name, and that he had no desire for the throne, the only ache between them was that they were related, and being raised by Northmen, bedding ones family was not something that could be done… But he loved her, and she him. Winterfell and the north held off the army of the dead and the Night king as long as they could. They’d managed to get the civilian population south to the next Great house and further; Bran and Sansa as well, but they’d lost many in the process; including Viseryon. The death shook the Dragonqueen, who mourned from Riverrun, where Edmure Tully prepared the armies for the next defense… But even the riverlands fell, and as the army of the dead moved into the Crownlands and passed the Vale, desperation set in. The Red Priestess continued to preach of Azor Ahai, and it was before the battlements of King’s Landing, between the falling armies of the living and the ever growing forces of the dead, that the sacrifice had to be made. Willingly,  after seeing the fall of Rhaegal; her second of three to die at the hands of the dead, did  Daenerys give her life to Jon Snow, making him swear to reveal himself and sit on the Iron Throne, so that a man with a good heart and a good mind could lead the people to prosperity. He plunged the sword into her heart, and pulled forth Lightbringer, to which he was able to help push back the forces of the dead, and end the Night king. Thus started the Reign of Aegon VII Targaryen, first of his name.Though Drogon mourned the passing of his mother, so too did he stay at the side of the man she loved. He’d have a new rider, apparently, though he had little use for war. Gendry, having been legitimized by Daenerys before him, was henceforth warden of the Stormlands, and for his efforts and through the urging of Tyrion Lannister, Bronn of the Blackwater was given the Twins. [What would be better than one castle? Why, two castles of course.] Olenna named her Bastard Grandson, whom she was fond of, as Lord of the Reach, and a legitimate Tyrell so that the house could survive.

 The efforts to rebuild what had been lost took much of Aegons adult life, and in the process, he agreed to a political marriage with Obara Martell; as requested by Ellaria Martell [Both Legitimized by Daenerys as well for her service to the crown during the Targaryen-Lannister war.]. They had four children, two girl and two boys, of which the eldest boy, sweet and thoughtful like his father, would take the throne after him.

 After the birth of her Daughter, Cersei Lannister was put to trial for her crimes against house Tyrell, House Stark, and the many innocents that were needlessly slaughtered when she blew up the Sept of Baelor, and sentenced to death. Her daughter was given to Tyrion to care for, and it would be she that would head house Lannister, as Tyrion insisted he do not take a wife, though he was the longest living Hand of the King in History, and saw the honor and pride of his house and Casterly rock Restored. What was left of the Dothraki after the long Winter returned to their home in the Dothraki Sea to return to their way of life; having fulfilled their promise and more, and the Unsullied were free to return to what lands they were stolen from. Missandei and Grey Worm did travel to Naath together, so that they could live their lives in peace, and mourn the loss of their queen, while others remained to serve the crown, some turned to trades, or to their homes where they were born to see if there was anything left of their families in Essos. A relative era of Peace was returned to Westeros, with the rebuilding not only rekindling the cities, but the people as well. Those eras saw their share of troubles, as most would, but some 150 years after the Long Winter, all those that were known during that time remained only in memory on paper, or on walls and statues. Stories that old crones told their grandchildren, or anyone that might listen; of the fall and rise of House Targaryen, and what had almost been an endless night. King Vaegon II and his wife Olarra gave birth to two children; two Sons: Aegon VIII Targaryen, the elder, and Valarr. The great houses survived this long, but Turmoil ever stirs when the ambitions of others grow too large. Drogon was old by now; Too old to fight. Large as a mountain, he remained a figurehead of the family. Not far from the keep did he stay; the last of his kind, having not seen war since the days of his mother, but from generation to generation did he show his affection to the descendants of her house. All know the day would come when his life would end, but here he could remain a wonder and a reminder of times long since passed. Every so often he would disappear for years at a time, but always did he return to the keep where his family resided.

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