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moonlitgleek · 7 years
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i'm actually writing a meta rn about anti-dornish racism and i've made the point that while some dornish do have paramours, the westerosi have the EXACT SAME THING, except they call them "mistresses" and like to pretend that they don't exist
Yep. The only difference is that these women are not typically treated like lesser than dirt in Dorne and their children aren’t best kept out of sight and out of mind like the rest of the Westerosi do. To think that some are fond of claiming that Dorne accepts adultery as a way of life simply because they treat women and bastards as human beings....
I’ll also add that having a paramour does not necessarily mean adultery. A paramour is a lover taken outside the bonds of marriage but not necessarily as a mistress on the side for a married noble. Oberyn was not married, neither was Arianne or Lewyn Martell. They had paramours but they were not cheating so to use the argument that Dorne permits paramour as evidence that they were fine with adultery or that Elia was fine with Rhaegar impregnating Lyanna has no basis. Sexual relationships outside of marriage is acceptable in many countries IRL, but that does not mean that a person would automatically be okay with their partner cheating. That’s silly and minimizing. It restricts faithfulness to marriage and marriage alone, and treats monogamy as a practice for married people only. It’s the same thing in asoiaf. The Dornish can take lovers without marriage, but this is not an automatic cultural allowance of adultery.
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lordallyrion-blog · 7 years
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BASIC
Name: Adrian Allyrion.
Nickname(s): None.
House: House Allyrion.
Marital status: Married.
Age: Thirty.
Title: Lord.
Sexual + Romantic Orientation: Heterosexual/Heteroromantic.
Occupation / Vocation: Ruling Lord of Godsgrace.
Birth Place: Godsgrace.
Current Residence: Godsgrace.
Motto/Personal quote: “We’re neither pure, nor wise, nor good; we do the best we know.”
RELATIONS
Apparent Allegiance: Houses Allyrion & Martell.
True Allegiance: Houses Allyrion & Martell.
Spouse: Taliya Allyrion née Yronwood.
Children: Two sons & two daughters: Daemon (10), Jasper (9), Rose (5) & Rhae (5).
Father: Hugo Allyrion.
Mother: Loreza Allyrion née Dayne.
Siblings: Ellara, Ryon & Dyanna. Ellara and Ryon both died in the cradle.
Aunt(s) or Uncle(s): Alestair (deceased), Ormund & Maya Allyrion. Uther Dayne (deceased).
Cousin(s): Asher Dayne. A bunch more, probably.
Other Relatives: -
INTERNAL
Character Alignment: Lawful Neutral.
Religion: Faith of the Seven.
Virtues: Loyalty, pride in his house and his land. His open-minded nature and willingness to accept differences in others. Devotion his immediate family.
Vices: He may be willing to accept people’s differences, but he is slow to actually trust anyone. He is what could be described as too cautious. Violent tendencies, short temper.
Fears: Leading Godsgrace into the same struggles faced by the rest of Westeros. Turning out like his father in any way. His wife and children ever being afraid of him.
Ambitions: Adrian isn’t really an ambitious man. He’s content with how things are now & just wants to lead his people safely through the winter.
Regrets: Not protecting his sister as well as he should have.
Sense of humour: Adrian doesn’t have much of a sense of humour, though he has been known to make a joke on rare occasions.
Patience level: It depends on the circumstances and context. He can usually be pretty patient but if something serious happens he’s not immune to losing his shit. His patience for his children is boundless however.
How self-confident are they?: Quietly self-confident. He’s not overtly boastful, but Adrian has worked very hard to be someone he can be proud of.
How do they see themselves?: As a man desperately trying to be the best version of himself whilst simultaneously afraid he is no better than his father.
How do they believe they’re perceived by others?: Adrian likes to believe other people see in him what he ardently wants to see in himself, of a fair and honourable ruler who is respected by his peers and the smallfolk. However, he also suspects people may mistake his cautious nature for cowardice.
What are they most proud of? The fact Godsgrace is thriving in such trying times.
What do they like least about themselves? His temper and the fact he comes from awful parents.
How do they express themselves? He expresses himself calmly, with few (if any) hand gestures. Fashion wise, Adrian dresses in simple clothes made of luxurious fabrics in bright colours. He also wears rings on all of his fingers.
Biggest accomplishment: Successfully ridding himself and his sister of their father, and ruling Godsgrace even at a young age.
EXTERNAL
Hair Colour: Black.
Eye Color: Brown.
Height: 6″5.
Weight: 225lbs.
Accent or Diction: Westerosi.
Prominent features: His warm and charming yet rare smile.
Distinguishing marks: Adrian has a prominent scar along his left side that he acquired during his time fighting against the Stormlords.
Physical Qualities: Tall, broad shoulders and a muscle-clad body honed over years of training, Adrian usually stands out from those around him.
BIOGRAPHY
The Lord of Godsgrace was born in the dead of night as a full moon bathed the Allyrion’s magnificent castle in silver light. His arrival was met with both elation and relief that an heir had come safely into the world. However, there was also trepidation that like his two older siblings, baby Adrian would not survive the cradle.
Much to the relief of the people of Godsgrace, he did survive, but Adrian would go on to wonder whether or not that was a good thing. He is the son of Hugo and Loreza, neither of whom can truthfully say they deserved to be parents. Hugo was a brute of a man, in a constant state of anger, ready to find fault and offence in everything, a skilled liar, and wretched to his very core. When it came to family, specifically Adrian, Hugo preferred to communicate through his fists instead of his words. Loreza never physically hurt her son, but she never lifted a finger to protect him and to Adrian that was just as bad. His mother is a spineless woman who stuck her head in the sand whenever trouble started to brew. She was too concerned with lavish imports from Essos to care about the mysterious bruises on her child, least of all try and protect him.
Apart from his brutishness, Hugo was also a revered and respected army commander. He had lead forces against the Stormlands in numerous clashes, and was generally well liked throughout the rest of Dorne. Not only did it infuriate Adrian, it made it all but impossible to tell someone about his father’s cruelty. Hugo was thought to be a good man, a bit gruff perhaps but not to the point he would strike a child, surely? And even if he did, who was to say people would care? After all, it wasn’t unheard of for a rambunctious young lad to receive a clout across the back of his head as a warning to watch his manners.
Adrian spent the vast majority of his childhood in fear, or desperately trying to find a way to please his father with either his intellect or martial prowess. When that inevitably didn’t work the boy resorted to merely avoiding him whenever possible. Hugo’s rage was as endless as it was terrible and Adrian learned quickly that it couldn’t be prevented or avoided for long. Eventually he learned to shut up, take the hits, and hope no lasting marks were left.
When it was finally time for Adrian to be fostered somewhere, the prospect came as a double edged sword. On one hand it meant escaping Hugo’s abuse for a few years, which filled him with more happiness than he had ever felt before. On the other hand it meant leaving his little sister Dyanna alone with their father with no buffer or protection. Since the day she was born Adrian had sworn to protect her like no one had ever protected him. He suffered Hugo’s beatings readily and without complaint because if he was focused on Adrian, it meant Dyanna would be left alone. But no matter how much he pleaded to stay, an agreement had been made with the Prince of Dorne to take the Allyrion boy on as a squire. An arrangement like that couldn’t be broken lest it be seen as an insult, so he packed up his things and set off for Sunspear.
Whilst in the capital training and growing under the guidance of the Prince, Adrian was finally shown the consideration and appreciation he had never gotten from his own father. It made the boy’s loyalty to House Martell ironclad, but it also made him bitter and resentful of the hand he had been dealt in life. Desperate for an outlet, Adrian turned to the training yards to indulge the violent and angry urges that bubbled within him. He often spent all day in the yard clashing swords with another squire, firing arrows into targets, and learning how to wield a spear stopping only to eat and sleep. Adrian’s dogged determination and intense dedication ended up earning him a reputation as one of the most formidable opponents around western Dorne. When he wasn’t training, the young lord paid as many visits home as he was allowed. Adrian was plagued with worry that Dyanna was in danger.
When he was twelve, Adrian met the girl who would go on to become his wife while they both played in the Water Gardens. It was during one of the lowest points of his childhood and Taliya appeared like a breath of fresh air. She showed him kindness and gentleness, two things that had been sorely missing from his life. It wouldn’t be the last time they met, given that they were both members of powerful Dornish families and would occasionally attend the same tourneys and feasts.
At the age of sixteen whilst still in Sunspear, Adrian received a tear-stained and messily written letter from Dyanna detailing his worst fear. Their father had struck her leaving the girl with a broken nose. Adrian’s memories of the hours after receiving word are hazy and red with fury. He does remember leaving Sunspear immediately without an explanation to anyone, and riding home. It was the afternoon when Adrian got back to Godsgrace, and he spent the rest of the day comforting Dyanna and stewing in his rage. The sight of his sister’s blackened eyes and crooked nose sealed his decision to end their misery once and for all. He was practically a man grown then, just as tall as Hugo and almost as strong, the time for cowering had come to an end.
That night while the castle slept, Adrian summoned the very worst parts of himself. He let sixteen years worth of pain, anger, resentment, and misery consume him as he made his way towards his father’s chambers. Adrian wanted Hugo to suffer. He wanted Hugo to met a painful and humiliating end. He wanted him to suffer even a fraction of the amount he had made his son suffer. But the boy knew it had to be done quickly and quietly, without anyone else finding out. In the end, Adrian sat on Hugo’s chest and held a pillow over his face until the old man stopped struggling and went limp.
One would think that after murdering his own father that the boy would feel dirty or ashamed or guilty, but as Adrian snuck back to his room after the deed was done, the only thing he felt was free.
With no evidence of foul play, the Maester ruled Hugo’s death as failure of the heart and at sixteen years old Adrian became the new lord of Godsgrace.
At nineteen, he proposed marriage to his wife and the married a little less than a year later. He is deeply in love with her, and completely devoted to their family of six. His wife truly is the light of his life, and keeps the darkness of his past at bay.
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