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Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

The Scarlet Rose is not a mercenary organization. Rather they work for the betterment of the position of all the members so that they can steer Westeros in the direction that they believe is best for it.
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

I want in! I think I want to be Dornish, of some sort. I will have to see what everyone else is doing.
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

Still open and looking for more folks who would like to have fun!
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

We have our own sub-forum . Don't miss out!
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

We have some great threads going. Always open for more people!
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

Well it looks like there is new interest! So let's get this thing rolling again!
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

Joinin'
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

Here's a weird question, but can I be cursed by a dragon so I have dragon like features on me
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

Sorry Mike, but Game of Thrones does not have that level of magic at the moment. In the setting there are only three known dragons at the moment, and none of them have shown magical abilities of that kind. That being said, if you would still like to join us, you are more than welcome to make a character that fits the setting!
Thread: Game of Thrones: The Scarlet Rose

there IS interest. finding a GoT section so made my day today!
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

Rylan settled into the desk at the entrance of the library, smiling pleasantly at the chatty girl who was prattling away incessantly about something asinine that he really didn't care to give much of his attention to. When he finished checking the last of her books out to her name he handed her the student identification card before nodding at her goodbyes and waiting until she was out of sight before slumping in his chair with a groan. He needed air, space, quiet...something. Quickly getting to his feet he ducked his head into the office behind the counter to let his supervisor know he was going to head onto the floor and tidy up a bit. The brief nod and grunt was all the slender man needed before he grabbed the little name tag off of the counter, the lanyard getting dropped around his neck easily before he ducked around the desk, hurrying off before another patron could stop him. When he was able to duck into the stacks he let out a slow breath of air, the tension leaving his shoulders at the smell of dust aged paper granted him a comfort he had always been willing to indulge himself in. Rylan gathered the dropped books that had been left behind by careless students, sweeping them up with pale hands to tuck tightly to his chest as he helped them find their way home one by one on the shelves. It wasn't long before he found a book, something that caught his eye and he couldn't help but pluck it off the shelf as he lingered in the empty aisle. Taking a quick glance around he smiled at th quiet silence, figuring he was due a break before slipping off to sit in a window ledge, folding his smaller frame into the sunlight to skim the psges better. He smoothed a hand through the thick black hair thst fell haphazardly, curling at the nape of his neck and wrapping around his ears. It needed a trim, the long strands beginning to show waves and patterns of loose curling. His light grey eyes focused on the book though, ignoring everything else as he filtered through the words on the page and allowing himself a chance to get just a little lost in another world, if only for a few stolen moments.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie Rylan had fallen hard for the pages he currently was enthralled with. The book was addictive, a gothic era horror novel and his simple opening to a random passage had led him to stopping after a page to start at the beginning. He was almost through the firsr chapter when a voice dragged him from the printed words and he hummed before waving a dismissive hand as he tried to refocus. The fiction is on this floor broken up by subcategories and the references for history, philosophy, social sciences and art is on the third floor. Anything else you would want to go downstairs for, Rylan hummed, affording a slight glance up when he finished speaking, just so he wouldn't appear too rude and have a complaint marked against him for not being pleasant enough, and was he ever so glad he did. The other student couldn't be much older than he but all the same their forms were completely different. Where Rylan was long lean muscle and lithe limbs this person had the body of someone who was physical, who worked out or was somewhat athletic. Rylan was hesitant to ascribe the word jock to him because he didn't seem to be the typical neanderthal that the athletics department produced. But beyond the tall built frame there was a crown of golden hair that just begged to be played with and a pair of deep blue eyes that had him feeling pinned to where he was curled up in the large window sill. With an easy smile, something much more genuine than the one he afforded the other people in the library normally, Rylan shut the book in hid hands, thumb holding his place. Looking for a particular genre of fiction? He asked with a slight tilt of his head. He felt a little shallow, knowing tall, gorgeous men usually had his full attention where as anyone else who had bothered him in this situation would have gotten a brush off. It wasn't like the anything would come of it, though...the guy was probably straighter than a two by four it was just fun to flirt a little and smile, even if the feelings weren't likely to be reciprocated. And any particular age or location for your reference history search? Or are you studying everything and everyone? Rylan offered the Adonis looking vision slight smile, hoping he took the light teasing for what it was.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie Issac had mustered up the courage to even speak to this fair and handsome young man, and it was shocking even to him. College was a knew place to Issac, having come from a very strange home life in a small town. But living on his own and dealing with his more wild room mates had opened him up in a way he would never express to his parents in his life. This was one of those wild things he knew he needed to get out of his system. A part of Issac thought that if he tried his curiosity, the desire would go away. Little did his know, he couldn't have been anymore wrong. That's when the little prince in the window spoke and Issac thought he just might pass out from the small words. Those eyes turned up to look at Issac and his heart jumped into his throat. When he was asked just what he was looking for, Issac nearly kicked himself as he totally forgot what he was even looking for. Um....No...I'm just looking for something to read. Winter is going to be here soon, and I want to get stuck in the apartment with a least a few good books...and a few books to work on my term papers.... He said lightly, stroking a hand through his blonde locks to push the hair from his face. He could tell by the way the dark haired young man moved and talked that, he was flirting with him and it caused Issac to smile lightly, even an unknown blush to dot his nose. Heh, well, I have a few term papers due over the years of the bible and the inquisition. A few others, but they are small essays.... he said, leaning against one of the book cases slightly. His attempt to be as smooth as possible to this pretty thing before him. Issac loved his black hair, and he wanted to touch it. Those blue eyes looked the other male over openly. He didn't hide that he checked him out, and chewed on his bottom lip nervously. But yea...I'm not sure what type of fiction to read....I thought, you know....you could help me out? Issac attempted to play dumb just to keep talking to the handsome creature before him.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie So maybe the feelings were reciprocated. Rylan loved the way the blond was pushing a hand through that golden hair, smiling and leaning against the bookshelf almost looking like he was at perfect ease. It made the boy wonder what it would be like to be caught between that strong leaning frame and the bookcase, how it would feel if that hard body crowded him into the shelves and- Rylan's thoughts became derailed when he noticed a small flush on the other man's face, the tip of his nose pinkening. The hints of a blush was nothing compared to the way his own pale skin betrayed him, the way his cheeks would brighten as the heat would flare and trail over his neck and under his shirt collar...he was only glad he found a way to control it and only saw that control slip when he was shocked or too aroused to care. With a small grin he gave the book he was reading a once over again before he tugged a spare pen that had been hiding in his pocket out to use in place of a bookmark, pushing his to stand, stretching a little as he did so. Rylan smiled up at the other student, noticing the way the blond had a good head of height on him if not more causing him to feel a slight spike of arousal. Always did have a thing for the tall, big ones. Aren't you cute, he hummed as Rylan walked over, patting the man's arm in a consoling manner as he passed, Asking a librarian for recommendations...dangerous, daring even...I like it. He raised an eyebrow playfully before he continued down the aisle. So, what kind of fiction do you lean towards? Something more current, popular authors like Dan Brown, John Grisham, Stephen King, George R.R. Martin or Clive Cussler? He glanced over his shoulder at the taller man as he nodded for him to follow, looking to see if the names held any recognition for him. Of course there are the more classic authors, Alexandre Dumas, James Joyce, F.Scott Fitzgerald, Victor Hugo, Tolkein though you seem like someone who might appreciate John Steinbeck, he offered with a shrug. He shoved his hands into his pockets as his eyes roamed over the rows of shelves before them, fingers fiddling idly with the keys there. Rylan turned, glancing at the other man, flashing him a smile. Or would you prefer to tell me a favorite flavor of fiction? Horror, Science-fiction, Thriller, Mystery or perhaps Romance? He couldn't help the wink he sent the blond's way. I am sure we've got a few bodice rippers around here somewhere if that is what tickles you.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie Issac had once been called Lancelot through his high school years by a young nerdy girl. A long time had passed before he got to read the stories of King Arthur and did he understand why she was calling him that. He was handsome, tall, and strapping. Never had Issac seen himself like this, but reading it had given him pause, making him wonder if he was a Lancelot? He surely knew how to charm, at least, he tried. As he was trying right now to be as smooth as possible to this handsome young man before. When he was called cute, those blush on his nose dotted over his cheeks and to his ears. Well, I always want the best. So, asking help from the best is only logical... he said softly before he followed the other man. Walking off in the direction of the books he was seeking. As Rylan talked, Issac's eyes moved to look down at that healthy bottom in those dark pants. Oh, that was a site to check out as they walked and Issac had to hold back himself to not make a 'ooo' face. Only to look up when Rylan looked over his shoulder at him, giving a nervous laugh he shrugged. Um, I like Stephen King and George R.R. Martin for anything modern....and F.Scott Fitzgerald....Tolkein is a favorite of mine... He said, he loved himself from medieval fantasy. He was a secret nerd like that, if he could dress and for to those Renaissance fairs, he so would. I'd love to re-read the Hobbit again... He said softly. It was when the other made the comment about romance novels and he smiled. Hm...I'd really enjoy a good romance.... He said back, but there really wasn't an air of teasing. Anything you can recommend for that?... Issac asked with a smile and looked at the books before them.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie The guy hadn't become completely lost or was left a drooling mess while Rylan had prattled on incessantly about authors? Not only that but he actually had something to add to the conversation and was able to tease back? The sheer competence of the blond was a huge turn on, moreso than just his looks and Rylan stole a glance back at the tall built male following him to smile appreciatively. Rylan felt the small little nerd inside of himself swoon at the idea of this gorgeous Greek god was possibly more than just a pretty face. Well, I can't say that smutty literature is a forte of mine but I am willing to wade through the covers of shirtless Fabio's if you are, he offered with a wink before turning down an aisle not far from where he had been settled in the window sill. He selected a novel by a newer rising author with a similar voice as Tolkien to tuck under his arm before bending over and humming in triumph when he found a well loved copy of the Hobbit on a bottom shelf. Try this one, newer author though I have heard good things. A bit more oriented on the battle of the individual characters and focuses on a smaller wold than Martin does, but still has a very open concept like Tolkein. Well, at least that is what I have heard, anyways, he said with a small tilt of his head as he offered the two books over to him. And a copy of the Hobbit in case the first recommendation is completely off. Rylan turned, and headed further down the aisle, slipping out of the end to walk along the back wall before stopping in front of another one a few away. Now that is the romance section, he offered with a playful grin and waggle of his eyebrows. His fingers unbuttoned the cuffs around his wrists before he rolled up the long button ups shirtsleeves around his forearms, flashing a grin up at the nameless eighth wonder of the world. Can't say I have much experience when it comes to literature on this subject, he mused with a slightly crooked grin. But who am I to deny someone's interests and thirst for reading material? Rylan walked into the aisle and his eyes roamed over the covers and authors names carefully, trying to bring to mind everything he had heard or knew in regards to this genre. Do you prefer modern or something that does, quite literally, entertain bodice ripping? He asked, glancing over at those gorgeous blue eyes, his own light grey ones sparkling with humor.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie Issac followed as they made their way down the isles. I'm not to interested in picking out handsome men, well, not on books. He said off offhandedly and very cool. He was rather happy with himself that he didn't sound like a loser and it came out so smooth. Giving himself an inner high five. He really had come for books, but his mind was far from books. For the most part. Once they reached the area they were looking for and the boy bent down to get the books, there was no shame in Issac to not look. He looked, and licked a lip as he did so. This boy was one of the best looking he had seen in a long time, with those loose black curls and very prefect body. At least to Issac it was perfect. Many thought his was. But he didn't see himself as that, as he was not very vain. Taking the two books offered he smiled, Well, Thank you....the Hobbit is always perfect. But I'm sure this new one will be just as good. Heading with him to the romance section. Laughing at the boys attempts to be funny about the subject matter. Heh....I like bodice ripping and tunic ripping.... He said playfully that, he enjoyed both as mostly boys were tunics in medieval setting stories. Maybe even the removal of armor.... Shrugs a shoulder as he looks over the titles, running a finger over the bindings. Before he shook his head and didn't look interested in them. Nah....show me the mysteries section....maybe I can read some Steven King when my school work is done. As they moved from the romance, he took out a piece of paper and pen from his pocket. Writing down his cell phone number as he did so, before slipping the pen into his pocket. Once at the mystery section he smiled and looked at the titles, turning back to the boy. Thanks....Um. I'm Issac by the way... He said, his nose dotting with pink again. And....I know this seems abit forward but... Holds out his number. I have a lot of studying to do tonight....and an essay to write. But...when Im done....I'd love to maybe get some coffee with you or something... He said, leaning against the book case.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie This guy was just too cute, tall, sexy and resembling a golden haired greek god's musculature...but all the same? He was adorable with his small blush and attempts at sounding suave. Not that it wasn't working, because it definitely was Rylan just found something so endearing about the way the other man spoke and seemed earnest and interested in what the young librarian had to say while adding to the conversation. Hmm, no tunic ripping, unfortunately. Not a high demand, though peeling off a knights armor probably isn't as alluring as it sounds. All that heated metal stinking of stale sweat and dragon blood? He asked with a snicker before leading him over to mystery and horror. Rylan watched as the other young man traced a finger across the spines of the books and chided himself when a more lecherous side of himself wondered what it would feel like to have that finger trace down the back of his own spine. He repressed the shiver in time to notice that he, now identified as Issac, offered him a slip of paper. So, you've been chatting me up this whole time while feigning an interest in literature? He questioned, eyebrow raising playfully. He took the offered number though and studied it for a moment before grabbing his cell out of his back pocket to punch in Issacs number before slipping the little paper into his book as a bookmark. And forward would have been you pinching my ass rather than just staring at it, he said with a waggle of his eyebrows and a small grin, hoping to pull a brighter blush out of the tall man. He had noticed the look, or at least thought he had, he was glad he had been right. Rylan went back to the shelves picking out a few books of Stephen King's to add to the other two Issac held. He ran a pale hand through his hair then, smiling up at the guy. I get off at seven but I have a paper I need to finish...how about tomorrow? Around ten in the morning? Know this great little place downtown that isn't too far from campus. They have some really good coffee, great selection of tea too.
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie It was true, tunic ripping wasn't something many people wrote about or had in stock at the public library. Not that he wouldn't have loved to read something about it, he loved all of it. Issac's door swung both ways, and he was wanting to enjoy the flavors of his favorite type of boy. The ones he looked at alone in his dorm room. Boys like the sexy thing in front of him. Nodding as they headed away from the romance section. I hear Dragon blood smells really good... He teased, that was the smell a goth girl he had been with told her perfume scent was. Even her, his family would have hated her, but Issac had liked her. She was smart, and wild. With pale skin and dark hair. Much like the beauty before him now. Oh yes, it was a site. But once they got to the mystery books, and he offered the other his number. The other male accused him of chatting him up and faking his interest in books. Issac shook his head and his blush got brighter, No...no...um....No. My interest in literature is sincere. Just I was alittle more interested in you than books.... Issac could be very open, or at least, he called it word vomit where he just spoke without much thought. His true desires would just come out from being pushed back all his life. Oh god! He caught him looking at his ass! Shit, a part of Issac wanted to crawl under a rock and die. But, he told himself to stand firm, stand behind what he did and do back down. Nodding he smiled, Well, good thing for mild self control... He laughed shyly before he shook his head. Sorry bout that. Taking the books offered, Issac smiled and nodded. Good...we can do tomorrow morning...just ah....text me the address and I can meet you there?... He asked, licking his bottom lip slightly. Um....Whats your name?...
Thread: Stolen Moments Between the Pages (Translucentfeathers & LoveTheWayYouLie)

RE Stolen Moments Between the Pages Translucentfeathers x LoveTheWayYouLie Ease up there, handsome. Just teasing you a bit-no one reads Tolkien all the way through for fun light reading unless they know their way around literature. And no need to apologize for appreciating my assets , he said while waggling his eyebrows playfully with a broad grin at his own horrible joke. Besides, if I didn't want it I would use my epic powers as a librarian to kick you out on your own tush...speaking of, you have a pretty nice looking one yourself, he said as he jerked his chin at Issac with a smile. He mirrored the other man's stance, leaning his back against the bookshelf while watching him. He absolutely loved the shy laugh, the way he licked at his bottom lip and that adorable blush. Rylan felt a little more than excited when the guy wasn't completely put off with his more open approach to flirting. He hadn't always been that way, there was a time he was the shy, blushing geek from NewHampshire that was bullied ceaselessly for everything from his thin frame and 'bookish' ways to his complete disinterest in the opposite sex. He hated it. It wasn't until he came out officially to his dad before he realized he didn't need anyone's permission to feel or be whatever way he wanted to. There was always going to be someone bigger than him, or louder than him trying to stifle him with their own unhappiness...there was simply no point in letting some homophobic, judgemental or close minded jerk dictate his happiness. So he was all about playful flirting, sarcasm and just enjoying himself in the openness of it all. He loved who he was, and while there would always be hard days, his dad told him he couldn't let someone else's approval be the basis he founded his life around. Rylan shook his head with a small smile, biting his lip when he realized he had let himself get lost in his own head for a minute before glancing back up at the gorgeous guy across from him, arms folding across his chest. Name's Rylan. I can check your books out for you if you want?