Arya Stark as a waterbender: My headcanons
Like the Southern Watertribe in Avatar, the women were allowed to learn how fight,(although it wasn't actually encoureged) but since she grew up with Catelyn's ideals that comes from a more conservative thinking, Arya wasn't allowed to learn how to fight.
Since she couldn't attend to fight waterbending classes like her brothers, she attended to healing classes. She wasn't truly interested and excited.
She was a kind of prodigy in bending. Learning quickly the lessons, but her attitude and mood wasn't appreciated by her teacher. Actually, her ability was considered "her only good quality" by the septas.
Jon teached her defensive and offensive waterbending moves when he could, even tho he also was a student and not a great teacher, Arya loved it, It was their secret.
In the North waterbenders are more commun, but airbenders also exist and are a part of their culture as well. Arya always loved to play with Bran, who is an airbender. Together they were a terror duo always making tricks in the Castle and running around.
Like the Kapas in Avatar, the Direwolves are considered sacred. spiritual guides and protectors. So all the Stark kids were considered blessed by having one.
Ned hired Syrio to teach Arya not only sword fighting, but waterbending as well.
On the run as Arry, Weasel, Nan, etc, etc, and after with the Hound she came to appreciate her healing lessons, since she could help and save a lot of people, especially her friends and northern soldiers who were imprisioned and injured.
It had to be a secret, since during the War of Five Kings, all waterbenders were suspect to be enemies of King Joffrey, and all each one of them were being hunted down to be executed.
When she joined the House of Black and White, she learned a lot of new skills and the knowledge of chi blocking. It terrified her that someone could take her bending away. She saw Jaqen doing this in Harrenhal, but still frightned her.
Also with the Faceless Men she learned Blood Bending. She wasn't confortable with it and wasn't something she actually like. For Arya it seemed wrong, even tho she thinks about how easy would it be to avenge her family with this. She kinda have a moral struggle as an identity struggle during this arc
Just like Katara in the Northern Water tribe, Arya learned and prospered, achieving maestry in waterbending during her time in Braavos. Not with the Faceless Men. Bending gets too much attention and they value stealth and deception above anything, so the most part of Waterbending skills she learned from the Black Pearl. (The Black Pearl is still a courtesan, but since her ancestor was a Pirate Queen and a waterbender, it became a tradition that when a Black Pearl is born with a bending skill they should know how to fight and defend themselves)
In Braavos there were non-benders, fire benders, air benders, water benders, Earth benders, etc, etc. It was a place with such cultural diversity that Arya loved it.
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DAY SEVEN (Sunday, August 2nd)
Leadership | Free Choice | DoS: Royal Retirement / Passing the Torch
Dany and Jon are living a life they thought they'd never have: the realm is at peace under their firm but kind rule, their family is safe and healthy, and their most trusted people are by their side within the Small Council, lending their support and ideas to better the Seven Kingdoms, and beyond.
Their first born Lyella is growing into her role as heir to the throne, and takes the care of her twin brothers Aemon and Daemon very seriously, helping them with their lessons and playing with them in the gardens when they drive their septa to distraction.
With the three baby dragons that recently hatched a pleasant, sweet surprise from Drogon, and Ghost as protective of these new family members as he is of his human charges, Daenerys and Jon thank the old gods and the new everyday for bringing them together.
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Daenerys & Loki Interludes
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“Can you tell me about her, your mother? What was she like?”
“Frigga was--My Mother, was one of the brightest lights of Asgard. Strong. Kind. Blessedly, endlessly patient with a mischievous son that caused her nothing but trouble for longer than she deserved. She was the wisest person I knew. And I...I loved her beyond measure. I just wish she had known how much.”
“The way you describe her, I have a feeling she knew, Loki. I have no doubt. She knew.”
“Where did Thor disappear to?”
“Oh, my children were feeling restless and Thor offered to entertain them. Would you care for some wine?”
“Ah, then they’ll be occupied for quite some time. Yes, I would, actually. Your Midgardian spirits have grown on me, particularly this Arbor Gold.”
“Is there anything else that has grown on you, my lord? Besides our fine wines?”
“Well...there is a particular woman I’ve grown quite fond of. Silver haired. Delicate but with the strength of dragons in her blood. Fire made flesh, as it were. One of the gentlest hearts I’ve come to know.”
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yes. Quite so.”
“Loki? Loki, my love? Are you asleep?”
No answer but a slight, contented sigh.
Loved him straight into a deep sleep, did I? Daenerys giggles, and feels remarkably proud of herself. She leans forward and presses a kiss against his nose, breathing in his comforting scent, then settles in closer against him as she follows him into slumber.
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