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TolkienWeek 2021:Week 1 Day 4 (Most Attractive Female Character)
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Every Arya & Lyanna parallel: → unwanted betrothals
LYANNA
"Robert will never keep to one bed," Lyanna had told him at Winterfell, on the night long ago when their father had promised her hand to the young Lord of Storm's End. "I hear he has gotten a child on some girl in the Vale." Ned had held the babe in his arms; he could scarcely deny her, nor would he lie to his sister, but he had assured her that what Robert did before their betrothal was of no matter, that he was a good man and true who would love her with all his heart. Lyanna had only smiled. "Love is sweet, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature."
—  A Game of Thrones, Eddard IX
ARYA
[Elmar] liked to boast how he was the son of the Lord of the Crossing, not a nephew or a bastard or a grandson but a trueborn son, and on account of that he was going to marry a princess. Arya didn't care about his precious princess, and didn't like him giving her commands. [...] Elmar gave her a scornful look. "No one cares about a serving girl's brothers." It was hard not to hit him when he said that. "I hope your princess dies," she said, and ran off before he could grab her.
—  A Clash of Kings, Arya X
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 2 months
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THEON MONTH 2022 || Day 22: Ghosts and Dreams
That night he dreamed of the feast Ned Stark had thrown when King Robert came to Winterfell. The hall rang with music and laughter, though the cold winds were rising outside. At first it was all wine and roast meat, and Theon was making japes and eyeing the serving girls and having himself a fine time … until he noticed that the room was growing darker. The music did not seem so jolly then; he heard discords and strange silences, and notes that hung in the air bleeding. Suddenly the wine turned bitter in his mouth, and when he looked up from his cup he saw that he was dining with the dead.
King Robert sat with his guts spilling out on the table from the great gash in his belly, and Lord Eddard was headless beside him. Corpses lined the benches below, grey-brown flesh sloughing off their bones as they raised their cups to toast, worms crawling in and out of the holes that were their eyes. He knew them, every one; Jory Cassel and Fat Tom, Porther and Cayn and Hullen the master of horse, and all the others who had ridden south to King’s Landing never to return. Mikken and Chayle sat together, one dripping blood and the other water. Benfred Tallhart and his Wild Hares filled most of a table. The miller’s wife was there as well, and Farlen, even the wildling Theon had killed in the wolfswood the day he had saved Bran’s life.
But there were others with faces he had never known in life, faces he had seen only in stone. The slim, sad girl who wore a crown of pale blue roses and a white gown spattered with gore could only be Lyanna. Her brother Brandon stood beside her, and their father Lord Rickard just behind. Along the walls figures half-seen moved through the shadows, pale shades with long grim faces. The sight of them sent fear shivering through Theon sharp as a knife. And then the tall doors opened with a crash, and a freezing gale blew down the hall, and Robb came walking out of the night. Grey Wind stalked beside, eyes burning, and man and wolf alike bled from half a hundred savage wounds.
~ A CLASH OF KINGS, THEON V
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 3 months
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…she will grow into a woman far more beautiful than I ever was.
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HPMA Side OC Profile
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Name: Dayamanti “Da” Arcano
Birthday: (3 years older than hpma Mc)
Status: Pureblood
Nationality: Norwegian
Ethnicity: Caucasian
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
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Faceclaim: McKenzie Foy (child), Anne Hathaway (adult)
Hair: curly and dark brown/black, the ends going into a white ombré
Eyes: Grey
Height: 5’10”
Skin Tone: Pale
Distinguishing Marks: The white in her hair is a sign that she has the Arcano Gift. Hers is Evocation (Fire & lightning)
BACKGROUND
Residence: Skalafell, Norway
Father: Tyr Arcano
-Married into the family
-Also worked with his wife for the Trading Co
-Died at sea in a storm when Da was 13
Mother: Annika Arcano
-Her parents are Else & Alatar Arcano
-She has a sister Juni and a brother Kaari
-Worked as a trader ship captain for the Arcano Trading Co
-Died at sea in a storm when Da was 13
Sister: Dafne Arcano
-Three years younger
-Also has the Gift
-Gift: Necromancy
Sister: Dielle Arcano
-Eight years younger
-Also has the Gift
-Gift: Abjuration (Shields & healing)
HOGWARTS
House: Gryffindor
Clubs: Dueling, Quidditch
Best Class: DADA
Worst Class: History of Magic
Boggart: Her parents longship sinking into the ocean
Riddikulus: Her parents jumping out of the water and surprising her with a playful scare
Patronus: Snow Leopard
Patronus Memory: Her first sparring lessons with her dad when she was small. It was more playful than actually teaching or dangerous
Mirror of Erised: Seeing her parents back home and alive
Amortentia: Rain, fresh snow, fire smoke, pine
CAREER
11-18: Student
19+: Blacksmith at Skalafell (trained by Alatar)
ATTITUDE
Most at Ease When: She is all alone hunting in the forest with nobody to look after and she’s free to practice her powers.
Stressed When: She has to help look after her sisters and be the responsible oldest sibling.
Priorities: She always has to put her sisters first but once they grow up she can finally put herself first and focus on training to be a blacksmith. She does however love her family and will put them before herself when in great need. Classic “oldest sister” syndrome
Strength: Her powerful fire and lightning powers, skill with swords
Weakness: Doesn’t like to be a leader or in charge, prefers to be alone and tend to herself only
FAVORITES
Color: Red and blue
Food: Any kind of meat
Drink: Mead or Cider. Something to warm her in the winters
Weather: Snow or lightning storm
Book: Not a book but the verbal stories her grandpa Alatar would tell them by the fire every night. The Valhalla tale included
Hobbies: Blacksmithing, sword fighting, hunting
Fashion:
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Relationships
Friendships: Lycidas McGarry, tbd let me know! She is 3 years older than MC tho!
Romance: tbd
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 4 months
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ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 ↳ Day 26: Lyanna Stark
Her father sighed. “Ah, Arya. You have a wildness in you, child. ’The wolf blood,’ my father used to call it. Lyanna had a touch of it, and my brother Brandon more than a touch. It brought them both to an early grave.” Arya heard sadness in his voice; he did not often speak of his father, or of the brother and sister who had died before she was born. “Lyanna might have carried a sword, if my lord father had allowed it. You remind me of her sometimes. You even look like her.”
“Lyanna was beautiful,” Arya said, startled. Everybody said so. It was not a thing that was ever said of Arya.
“She was,” Eddard Stark agreed, “beautiful, and willful, and dead before her time.”
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 5 months
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Inktober week:
Arya Stark (sketches)
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 5 months
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You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you …
~Eddard (AGOT)
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 6 months
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Do forgive the red ballpoint I did this sketch with, but I was momentarily overcome with Sansa and Catelyn feels
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Strange cross-overs and a brief summary of the battle for Winterfell!
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drove hundreds of miles only to realize I left my tablet pen back home… I needed to art something cuz I haven’t drawn in like 2 weeks, and all I had was graphite powder, Q-tips, a kneaded eraser and an old cotton ball.forever lamenting not being able to flip the canvas or ctrl-z in real life
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 6 months
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Sketch | “I choose a mortal life.”
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Rhaegar's wives
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blue-rose-of-wolves · 6 months
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