recursal/Fanatic-Fandom huggingface dataset:
Tarkan Saeral II

Tarkan Saeral II is the eldest of Imry Saeral's children, scion to the ancient house. He currently apprentices directly under King Vaenarr Vakerian as his Master of Coin of which he seems to be wonderful at. Tarkan is additively one of the four Keeper of the Keys, bearing the Key to The Queens personal spending account.

Though House Saeral has taken a fall from grace, Tarkan proves resilient to the tide, holding a position of prominence within Vakar.

## Appearance & Character

Silky smooth blonde hair frames his face coming down to just past his neck, framing a beautiful young appearing face with shining bright blue eyes. The hair on his face is often kept to a slight stubble not being too notable when you first look at him. Half full lips rest under a slightly crooked nose, creating a portrait of an imperfect yet desirable and fancy man.

At the age of six and twenty when he was appointed as Master of Coin, Tarkran appeared even higher improving his posture with the help of the grand maester, He often walks perfectly straight with his arms behind his back if he is not fiddling with one of the many rings that he chooses to wear over his delicate fingers. Rarely seen out of a specific set of silk robes with blue and golden accents adorning it, along with multiple rings brooches and necklaces, a large brooch upon his breast shines bearing a sigil of the Golden Saeral Leaves around a shining blue sapphire seemingly representing his new position.

Choosing form over function often, Tarkan's attire has much to offer in fetching baubles or gaudy jewelry. A golden and jade belt sits heavy with pouches, their contents aren't fully known but many claim it is either jewelry or gold that sits within these. Upon his hip, a opulent looking letter opener is pommeled in a smoothed jade. One may look at Tarkan and think that he only cares for himself and does not represent the Saeral family well. However whoever looks closer at them you see that most of his jewelry is very reminiscent of the family that he comes from especially from ancient times. Leaves adorn almost any part of jewelry he has, but most notably his brooch, and necklace which encircle his collar in a sentimental chain.
Vargor Osdial I

**Vargor Osdial I** is the Lord of Aseryn and the Qairan King of the Sun. He is the first child of the late Lord Vyreo Osdial and Ilanea Osdial. Soon after birth, Vargor was thrust into his princely birthright, being trained the old Qairan ways alongside warfare and how to properly rule.

Vargor lead his armies in the War of Three Dragons, during which he married his longtime lover, Elicea Kaszian, in a quiet ceremony. With her, he has had two children, Calain Osdial III and Mylona Osdial I. Vargor is close friends with his fighting allies, King Maenyx Mullyn and Prince Taehaenor Vakerian, who have spent much time together in war meetings and planning phases. He respects the Golden Queen Rhaesys Vakerian however he thinks she is too soft in the time of war. However he desires her to sit the throne in peacetime as he believes she may finally allow the Qairan to resume their culture permanently. He has tried to wed his youngest daughter Mylona Osdial to Rhaesys' son Caerys Vakerian I, however Rhaesys denied this at this time as she believes Mylona too old in comparison to Caerys at this time.

He seems to have an obession with the old Qairan torture mechanics such as pits of scorpions or old desert traps and pits. Some people claim him to be cruel and unworthy on opposing sides especially the Wings.

## Appearance and Character

Vargor bears the hallmark Qairan traits: onyx hair, olive kissed skin, as well as clean and handsome features with a nicely trimmed black beard. The exceptions to his Qairan heritage are his eyes, which smoulder bright blue like his great grandfather before him. He keeps his hair long and he is prone to grow out his beard. Qairan doublets are his preferred vestments for his lean build and average stature. That build has recently lost most of his muscle due to his difficult bout with the bloody flux in 1,342, leaving only skin and bone in certain parts of his body that he is slowly building back up.

Having been influenced by his parents and grandparents when he was younger, Vargor bears an unwavering sympathy for the followers of the older Qairan ways and titles. Having been put straight by his father Vyreo, he is a believer in the ancient Qairan Gods believing that the Sun and Moon are gods that have smiled down upon him, especially the sun so he calls himself the Qairan King of the Sun.

In private, he is relaxed and quick to laugh, always loving a good story; while attending matters of court, however, he projects a sober, serious demeanor. Despite having his rule in the middle of a long and bloodied war, he is known throughout his holdings for tolerating minor infractions and voiced dissention, having disavowed the politically sinister tactics of his late parents. Instead, he pursues a more considerate and evenhanded approach to rule, until it comes to his enemies.
Keyana Pecerean I

**Keyana Pecerean I** is the daughter of Brack Pecerean II and Bethally Pecerean. After the death of her uncle, she was wed to a distant relation from a small House of the Midlands. She is the last in the original line of House Pecerean. Keyana is the mother of the likely future Lady of Duskval, Nakri Pecerean I.

## Appearance and Character

As a child, Keyana was tutored by the highest of scholars beneath the close scrutiny of her father Brack Pecerean even from Vakar. Born a Pecerean through and through, she was allowed no room for failure and assured each day and night that her future husband's heiress would be well-groomed for ladyship. She was always a sad girl in her youth, as one of her tutors once remarked "She is just as like to burst into tears as most children are like to burst into giggles."

Ofttimes, her books were her only escape from the pressures of duty, and remain so still. Keyana proved sharp of wit as a girl and seemed only to sharpen as she grew. She flourished in Ruizar, delving far into her studies and becoming formidably well-versed in histories and laws, as well as the economic state of the realm. Her grandmother chose to harness her mind rather than her social influence, understanding well that her future suitors could very well depend on it, despite that her way of birth had already cruelly separated her from her mother and siblings, and her vigorous education seemed only to further isolate her from society.

Her strict lessons made Keyana to feel as though the walls would close in around her, even within a most cavernous keep such as her home of Ruizar or Duskval, the sprawling city of her youth. For what reprisals and discipline has had to be taught to her, She teems with an unthinkable measure of anxiety, and has been known to immerse herself all the more fully in her studies to better preoccupy her mind, rather than dwell on her most nagging thoughts and mental afflictions. A girl prone to her weeping, she was encouraged by her uncle to hide her tears and never show a wet face at court. Keyana would become all the more closeted and reclusive for it, still, despite that she had become lovelier as she grew older.

She was nineteen when her persuasive uncle left this world for the realm of the Gods. Left alone with only the guidance of her parents who seemed not to care much for her. She grew even more melancholy, even more reclusive, and was subjected to frequent solitude between the Lord Hand's many political transactions, much to her own chagrin. When the two did spend time together, her father labored from dawn till dusk to instill his values within her, mentoring her as his possible heir and future Lady of Ruizar or Duskval should she be forced into such a situation. Though she gained a measure of his compassion, his morality, his piety, and most of all, his wisdom, her tendencies to retreat within often overpower her teachings and lessons.
Naeria Vakerian IV

**Naeria Vakerian IV** is the firstborn daughter and first child of Vaenarr Vakerian I with Visaenys. Visaenys was 13 while giving birth to Naeria and many believed either the beloved queen or the child would die, although all the risks the child was born perfectly healthy and Visaenys while she had some trouble recovering eventually made a full recovery as well. Naeria is a kind child delighting in helping her mother with her fashion or sitting upon the Throne of Fire with her father. She is a somewhat bratty child not too loud and not too quiet, she had a dragon egg placed in her cradle and it hatched into a beautiful blue dragon with silver accented wings that many think to be reminiscent of the Miracle that brought her into this world. She has never been one for studies but still listens intently when being talked to.
Loskan Glacerr II

**Loskan Glacerr II** is the son of Lord Arren Glacerr. He is known as the the Beast of the Death-Hold. Loskan considers himself a true Glacerr and in some ways think his father stupid for not doing more loud actions. At the same time though he does care for his father thinking that although he wishes he would do more outward action, he respects how sadistic his father is and how his father deals with everything. He refers to himself and his father proudly as the trueborn scions of the Death-Hold and violently correcting those who refer to him otherwise.

He has a group of men-at-arms who were gifted to him by his father. These men are trained well and follow him loyally. They are called The Hounds, a request of the prince himself, naming after his house's sigil, and they are just as depraved. There are many times that a city has had disputes or rebellions uprising and Arren only need snap his fingers and Loskan with the hounds will go kill anyone who opposes.

## Appearance and Character

Loskan appears pasty, ugly, and unkept. He is an unlikable, extremely sadistic individual, even with his subjects there is virtually no one that seems safe from his bloodthirsty aspirations. He enjoys to rape, torture, and mutilate others seemingly thinking it the true way of life. Loskan also likes hunting women, tracking them down, raping and killing them.

Loskan is also extremely cunning, surviving seemingly insurmountable odds by tricking his opponents. He has a knack for concocting clever, devious and often sadistic traps for people he preys upon, and enjoys hunting other creatures immensely. He is considered to be a great warrior, his main advantage in combat being his strength and savage nature.
Brigot Nyttle

### Relatives

Spouse: Brod NyttleChildren: Ivarn Nyttle, Gerrad Nyttle, Maliya Nyttle, Tirius Nyttle

## Physical description

### Eye color

Hazel

Lady **Brigot Nyttle**, also known as the **Flower Queen,** is a lady of common birth married into House Nyttle. She is the wife of Lord Brod Nyttle, and is the mother of four children Ivarn Gerrad Maliya and Tirius Nyttle.

## Appearance and Character

She is in her sixties, and is older than many in Saerial. She is very small, and can be mistaken for a child from behind from time to time depending on what she is wearing. She has spotted hands, yet they are soft, and has gaunt fingers. Her hair is blonde. She walks with a cane and says that she is near deaf, however these may well be acts. She has lost most of her teeth at her older ages. She is guarded at all times by guards known as Jan and Kaoi, although she tends to call them Right and Left in her older years.

Brigot was initially betrothed to an Qairan lord, although she claims that she didn't approve of the marriage and tried to get the match broken. History states that it was the Qairan Lord Vanbacia that broke the betrothal, and Brigot holds a hatred of House Osdial, talking disdainfully about the history of madness and cruelty that they are associated with.

She claims to have been fond of her husband, as he was kind and if she is to be believed surprisingly not unskilled in bed. She still claims that he is a fat fucker, however.

Brigot is one of the only Blacks to attend the wake for King Rhaelarys Vakerian II along with the rest of her family. She eases the tension between her house and the Runeri afterwards, although she makes a mockery of the smell that had been emanating from Rhaelarys' corpse, much to Nera's anger. This act almost got her killed or thrown in jail however they didn't want to spark conflict so soon to the Kings death. However little did they know that Brod and Brigot were already in talks to join the side that would become the Blacks eventually.
Ian Bavon

## Appearance and Character

Like many Bavons, Ian is hazel of eye and dark brown nearing black of hair. With a strong build, it seems he was destined to be a soldier even if he didn't recognize it in his earliest years. Standing at 6'2", he is taller than most but not a giant of a man. He often has a clean shaven face, though on occasion he grows it out so it doesn't get too long. His eyes speak both of mirth and innocence.

Ian always found it easy to make friends growing up, often finding himself surrounded by a group of near-sycophantic squires and pages. As he grew older, he kept making friends but began to refine his choice in them, choosing those who seemed to truly enjoy his company over those who wished to please him and pander to him to advance their own position. Nonetheless, his choice in friends can sometimes still prove to be rather faulty, and he is known for taking a shine to sometimes unworthy men and women.

After his squiring to Vernan Seronyth for some time, Ian began to take more of an interest in fighting and commanding, going so far as to revel in every chance he could get to watch or participate in a good bout. Despite his skill in martial pursuits, Ian finds himself lost in the political arena, and often needs to rely on the advice of his older brother Rapian.

Ian, never one to do much more than show up to the yard prior to this, began to find that his silver tongue wouldn't work in the grand political game. They were used to even bigger men than him, and even the heir to a minor house was not a prince. He persisted doggedly in his ego until many knights, laid him low in the training yard. With a friendly sort of rivalry springing up between them, Ian began to try harder, though he was still far from ready after all the time he spent wasting with friends. Yet once he got his hands on a halberd, he truly began to improve, finding the weapon to be an extension of his arm.

With his father and brother's teachings, Ian grew to be a strong warrior and a decent commander. He longed for the day that he would be able to put what he learned to the test in the War of Three Dragons. When he turned seventeen, it seemed he would have the chance for major battles started springing up everywhere around him.

Though the War of Three Dragons had its roots in all of the differing major sides rather than the minor houses which just aided, many of them chose to stick to normalcy, Ian didn't care about that. Offended that his friend would be challenged in such a way, he declared in a letter to his father "should you not rise in his name, I will personally take my halberd and deal with these men myself". Though it certainly didn't sway Darne, who was already planning on joining with the blacks, it did show to him that his son had grown from the pliable boy of his youth into someone ready to see battle.

And so, at the outbreak of the war, Darne asked Maegaron to knight Ian so that he may be at his side in the coming battles. Ian couldn't think of a prouder moment in his life than that day. After, he would follow his father into battle, joining with the Stormcaller army gathering at Runekeep.
Killian Hopiar

## Appearance and Character

Heir to the seat of Ingving, and eldest child of Markas Hopiar and Gilli Hopiar. Currently residing in his home of Ingving Killian Hopiar is watched over by his doting mother while his father tries to teach the boy the skills he'll need to know. While still unsure of himself, Killian is dedicated to learning the skills that Markas teaches. He is known to be quite the creative soul though he hardly nurtures his own talent.

Approaching the age of twenty five, Killian is finally filling into the form of the man he will become even if later then some others. Hairs are starting to break through on his chin though he keeps himself groomed enough to trim them away. His hair is a light orange, while his eyes have a light blue color to them. He holds little resemblance to his father aside from some small features on his face. He holds a far closer look to his grandfather Cedrick the Iron Trout.

That resemblance he bears to his grandfather has lead Killian to having quite the troubled childhood. While it is not confirmed many believed the late Lord Cedrick to be the son of the legendary knight Regnar twice drowned. This is what led to the quiet struggles of Lady Caroeli the Saltfish and her conquering husband Dickon Astar. Because of that resemblance, Killians sisters would often harass their older brother or even torment him while their mother Gilli was not about the halls.

Though the harassment has made Killian a young man of few words. He is one of the first to start training and studying daily, and one of the last to leave. This intense regiment has left Killian with few friends in Ingving that are not his own family and his lady wife that he spends a majority of his time with.

Killian was a young child still when his uncles Victak, and Preston died during the war of the three dragons. With his cousin Cleos dying shortly after childbirth, there was a worry that Killian or any of Markas' children could follow the same fate and luckily for the Hopiar line that has not happened Killian and his siblings all being in exceptional health mostly to the credit of Gilli Hopiar
Jenny Raore

## Appearance and Character

The second youngest child of the late Ronald Raore, Lord of Westhaven, Jenny Raore is a sweet young girl. The grief she brought into the world with her mother’s passing after her difficult birth was quickly erased by the pure glee that the child seemed to exude it’s no wonder that those who are closer to her know her as “Merry”. Now a woman of thirty one, Merry resides in Westhaven Keep as the Lady of Westhaven after her elder brother Auster Raore joined the Kingsguard relinquishing his position. She often seeks a courtly education and the chance to find connections and a proper match amongst the courtiers in the capital. A companion to Queen Visaenys, in the short time she has spent in the Crownlands she proved to be a popular member of the court and a pleasant entertainer.

A youthful and kind face is crowned with long curls of a dark, warm brown coloration that are almost always braided. Jenny has so much of her late mother's modest beauty, but some amount of vanity and frivolousness manage to make her more beautiful than her mother ever was. Often wearing the light and soft colors that she so loves, Jenny is not exceedingly tall and is endowed with a thin, willowy body and narrow hips, the source of her Septa's misery due to fear what she may be like one day when she carries a child.

Lady Jenny's is always cheerful and blunt - sometimes irritatingly so but her good humor easily conquers even the brashest of strangers.

Though her birth was followed by the chaos and grief of her mothers death, her childhood turned out to be quite peaceful and uneventful as that of most children of Westhaven. Growing up in the cares of septas and nursemaids, Jenny found excitement in games and music, growing to be quite different from the mother she never knew. She shared a healthy relationship with her brother and always had a great admiration for Yara, her younger more exotic sister who lived in the capital. After months of pleading she was finally sent to visit her at her manse in King's Landing a dream come true.

Still enchanted with the court and its denizens especially after becoming the ruling Lady, Jenny is making as many friends as possible and keeping an eye open for suitors under her courts watchful eye. She owns a cat that she named Lioness who often is with her to calm her down especially at court meetings that are discussing manners of war.
Tybalt Pecerean V

**Tybalt Pecerean V** was born the second son, and third born child of Carron Runeri, and Alis Pecerean III. For his earliest years, he was lucky in that he was too young to properly understand succession and that he was but a spare in the great game, regardless this seems to matter little as he is much more interested in knighthood and chivalry.

## Appearance and Character

Tybalt stands out from the rest of his siblings. While the others, Kairi and Arkan in paritcular, share the same deep black hair and sparkling blue eyes as their mother and father, Tybalt favors his father more with Carron's hair texture and icy blue eyes, in particular. He is shorter, broad, and lean, with a deceptive amount of muscle mass on his thin frame.

Tybalt, unlike some children, always took to all things with an air of discontent and always hated reading and schooling, despite this he took far less time to learn the things that took both his siblings, and other children, far longer, soon earning himself quite a bit of envy from those he grew up with. To further compliment such, Tybalt's unique physical strength served to make him even more of a weapon on the field of battle, and fast became the passion of his life. While Arkan began pursing more scholarly and whorely studies, Tybalt studied instead with blade and mace, aiming to hone himself to be the best knight there ever was much like his uncle, with resounding success in his young age, none could deny.

With his incredible gifts comes incredible arrogance, and as such, he is lonely by nature. He makes friends slowly and ones he likes even less often, and thinks himself far better than those around him by virtue of his skill at arms, a state of mind only confirmed by his wish to join the Kingsguard. Despite his cutting wit, he is ultimately immature for his age, unable to encounter any situation with reverence or respect, instead choosing to approach life with puffed up derision and a condescending tongue at times.
Airis Vipigi

**Airis Vipigi** was born as the first child of Astral Vipigi I and an unknown woman not spoken of much, he has one trueborn sibling named Azure Vipigi.

## Appearance and Character

Airis was a handsome man, boasting an odd hair coloration of a mix of blue and purple unseen to history until this moment and eyes a shade of bright blue that could be either calming or intimidating, depending upon the situation at hand and his mood of the moment. He maintained a clean-shaven face and a closely cropped head of hair. He was not an overly tall man, boasting only an average height at 5 feet and 9 inches.

Regarded as an intelligent quick-witted but odd individual delighting in the weirdest of people and often found drinking training or flirting with someone new, Airis also carried himself with a relatively extroverted demeanor. Nevertheless there were times in which he could be viewed more as opportunistic with a zeal for advancing himself or his interests.

The dual influences of his father and the Princess Nimue Vakerian tempered some of the more boyish and spontaneous tendencies exhibited by Airis in his youth, as did his experiences in watching the court play out at the request of Nimue and growing up in wartime.

Airis lived a privileged life the sort that most in the realm could only imagine. Anything that he desired was never far out of reach and his father doted upon him, with Astral especially spending as much time with his son as possible.

Maesters saw to his scholarly education, whilst the white brothers of the Winged Knights and the stormkeeps master-at-arms were tasked with ensuring that the boy grew up to be proficient in martial pursuits. In other ways Airis took after his father, finding a great deal of enjoyment in dragons and history in his youth turning more distant from the pursuit of history as he grew older and found much more interest in alcohol and women.
Ivarn Nyttle I

**Ivarn Nyttle I** is a member of House Nyttle and the eldest son of Lord Brod Nyttle and Lady Brigot Nyttle. He is the heir to Waqien.

## Appearance and Character

Ivarn is crippled, with a bad leg. He is described as intelligent, studious, educated, and kind, and is renowned for breeding the finest hawks, and ravens in all of Saerial. He has learned oddly a communication system with the birds and oftentime can command them to keep watch for him, although nobody truly knows how, not even the Maesters. Ivarn is also described as mild and courtly, fond of reading books and looking at the stars. Many people consider him to be boring but that is only the people who have never met him.

Ivarn is the eldest son of Brod Nyttle, Lord of Waqien, and Lady Brigot Nyttle. During his birth, there was an odd complication and birth defect he was born with. His foot was turned a perfect 90 degrees and makes it near impossible to walk on. He constantly has a large brace on and walks with a cane in the shape of a tree.

Oddly unlike his parent's hatred for the deserts Ivarn shares no such passion for hatred. He claims that a type of person is just that, and isn't the cause of a family or an area of the world. Ever since his birth, Ivarn has occupied himself with scholarly studies, as he cannot be a knight. Ivarn's mother, Brigot, despite having a low opinion of her son, has a certain amount of odd respect for how he took .

When Ivarn's siblings were still young, he would often read to them and draw them pictures of the stars. He liked to teach and for a time debated going to become a maester however he thinks that his purposes will be used much more and for better things if he became lord. He supports the blacks but wishes he held more of a position at court currently for he doesn't agree with all of the opinions being decided on and the horrors that certain members of the family have and are committing.

Many people think him a rumor starter however, due to his severe intellect he often brings up controversial opinions based in possible logic and many people believe his word for fact. This is not his intention but he continues doing it as it makes the people like you.
Yuliana Oalier

## Appearance and Character

Yuliana is a cruel, manipulative, and cold woman highlighted with her seductive traits. She is fiercely loyal to her superiors, though more so to Vaenarr who supposedly took her in from her abusive household. She is sadistic and cruel, reveling in inflicting pain on others. Often at court, she looks down upon those she believes inferior to her and refers to enemies as "vermin".

Yuliana's long face is framed by a mass of unruly, black hair, over bright brown eyes, and thin lips that thicken in the center. Extremely cunning and beautiful in her own right, she prefers to keep her hair tied to the side with an old red ribbon, and is only comfortable in royal clothes befitting of a man at court as she hates the very idea of dresses.

Growing up in the low parts of Ruizar, her father vehemently discouraged any snide remarks of Yuliana's appearance and penchant for dressing. Now residing in the capital, she faces a culture shock as she endures stares and gawking from nobility and smallfolk alike. Thus she shies away from attention and rarely speaks, even among her fellow sisters in arms.

Despite her cruel mannerisms she is an incredibly effective ruler that can command the royal navy better then people have for quite a long time.
Libra

## Appearance and Character

Libra was found by Ash in the Southern Foreign Isle of Caspakin in the arms of a woman with similar skin and hair color but with odd decayed skin almost as if it burned away. Believing this to possibly be yet another chosen child by the Red God she took care of the child bringing her back to Iarran and placing her in a brazier to test. The small amount of hair she had burned sure, but not her skin or anything else which proved to Ash this was a chosen child of the Red God. She brought her before the flames of which whispered into her ear 'Libra' and as such that became her name.

Libra stands at 5'6", displaying every trait typical of a woman from the Qairan Deserts or the Southern Foreign Isles, except perhaps for her especially skinny frame. As a child she idolized her older partner Cepheus, through her upbringing to the Red God he taught her in dark arts of necromancy and flame seeing. She took to it as if it was given to her as a powerful gift from a god and Cepheus grew prouder of her by the day, almost acting as a father figure to her.

Libra was always a troubled young woman, though the years have seen her become exceptionally adept at hiding the worst parts. Still, Libra is quick to anger, and she is prone to crying when she feels overwhelmed or enraged, which is frequently as she sees the horrors of the poorer parts of Saerial. She is contemplative and filled with angst in private, but in public shows a stronger and charismatic front. To say that Libra fit into the traditional role of a Red Priest would be a misnomer, however she is one of the best at gaining the respect of nobility along with smallfolk in one group rather then separating them showing they aren't all that different other then their origins of birth.

Libra didn't cry when the War of Three Dragon's begun although she did deep down wish to return the scales to a neutral state where fighting did not need to threaten dragons and the worlds warmth. She continued on with her studies, particularly those concerning warfare. She retained her love of magic, and came to favor spells to start large fire rituals to show the importance of the Red Gods texts and ways. The Tourney of the Red Comet was one of the largest groups she preached to and proceeded to resurrect any knights that fell in combat however they came back with fire red eyes.
Malaev Vakerian III

### Aliases

The One Eyed Prince, The Savage Prince, The Newborn Conqueror, The Warrior of Fire

## Physical description

### Eye color

One Red One Glass

Malaev Vakerian III is the Prince of Firekeep and the third son of Maegaron II Vakerian and his first wife, Lady Tirona Pecerean. Malaev rides the dragon, Xakonik, known as *the Black Scourge*. Willful and passionate, Malaev is known equally for his proclivity for violence and easy charms. What doesn't bend before the Prince of Firekeep, he is more than happy to break.

## Appearance and Character

A head taller than most men and with shoulders like an ox, Prince Malaev was blessed with a build akin to Aenyx the Warmonger or a young Lord Asten Mullyn. Such is his physicality, he nearly killed his mother Tirona upon entering the world. Despite his impressive physique, Malaev chose to clad himself silk and soft fabrics, oft dressing in a style of eastern and Qairan influence. However ever since his departure from Vakar he wears heavy leathers or full plate armor. The Prince of Firekeep prefers loose tunics and flowing robes that leave little and less to the imagination when he is not clad in such, but can quickly transform into a mountain of steel when he dons his black plate.

Malaev wears his wealth with pride. Gemstones and rare metals litter his body in the shape of rings, chains and necklaces. Most treasured of all, on his right hand he wears a ring of Ossen Steel. Two gold bands depicting Draconic runes wrap around the thickest part of each of his arms.

Altogether, Prince Malaev looks as though he hails from a different age. He presents as a lost warrior of the ancient times of old, living in a culture ruled by Saerial ideals and appearances. His dissonance with the modern world is reflected in his dominant personality. Might makes right, and for Malaev, raw power is the ultimate equalizer in any situation. He's a man who loves as fiercely as he hates, and finds strength in his wild passions.

While not outwardly pious, Malaev is a deeply superstitious man. In the Qairan Deserts, and on trips to the Foreign Isles he claims to have witnessed sorcery and the waning power of the Red Faith. Queen Gaera's blackened hand stroking his brow seems to have left an a profound on the man's belief system.
The Dragon Maids

**The Dragon Maidens**, commonly referred to as the **dragon maids**, were an informal order of women warriors in service to the Queen Vaehna Vakerian. Having little tolerance for the proclivities of female courtiers and handmaidens, she instead opted to pursue martial partners for training and camaraderie. The King Vaenarr’s commentary over “the sheer size of some of her dragon maids” coined the name that sticks to this day.

Rumor has it they frequently doubled as lovers to the Queen, as well, but these accusations were presumed to arise from the devotion required of the role.

## Recent Development

Through the similarities between eligible candidates, there began to form loose guidelines.

There are a maximum of seven maids in service currently, typically utilized as a bridge in the Talon political parties and their houses. Rarely are those outside of the Queen's social sphere invited, if not introduced through traditional networking means.

Able bodied nobility are all taken into consideration as long as they are female, ranging from sixteen and up in age. They must have one form of combative discipline, allowing any kind of contribution on the battlefield - including defensive or healing properties -  or have a natural observed talent that is accepted for mentorship. As such, there will be younger members from time to time who are of varied development.

Tenure of service is dependent on individual agreement, ranging from a handful of years (akin hand maidens) to a life of service. Accommodations are handled for them to remain in Vakar and the Palace of Fire, sharing the Queen’s personal domain. They are considered a part of her household, and at times serve the Vakerian in general under command.

Some consider the role as high a woman can achieve in relation the Kingsguard. Though their restrictions are lenient comparatively, romance at court is highly prohibited unless arranged by the crown itself.

## Known Members

Those listed below are, or were publicly known to be in service as a Dragon Maid.

### Current

* Vaehna Vakerian I
* Meya Thulum I
* Laina Pecerean III
* Ranae Aeori I
* Artana Rasyn
* Katine Bavan
* Seung Oallian
Tykor Thulum I

**Tykor Thulum I**, sometimes referred to as The Stormbow, is the commander of a band of archers and son of Christor Thulum and Talana Thulum. He is betrothed to Ito Thulum, and they have two kids born of their union, Breanna Thulum and Nathar Thulum.

## Appearance and Character

Tykor is described as being handsome and having dark black hair. He has a dashing figure, and rides a black courser. He sometimes wears a breastplate that displays forked sunrays with arrows at the end of each that he uses as his personal sigil. Tykor wields a bow in combat and is a highly skilled warrior, though quite untested in battle. Tykor Thulum's appearance has changed severely during the War of Three Dragons while his appearance is mostly the same his hair has started to grey very early and he sports a few scars across her face severe marks on his neck from a run in with the wasps and a deep wound on his chest he received from Malaev Vakerian. He is quite agile for his disposition.

Tykor is a dashing, confident and extremely noble knight who enjoyed tourneys and feasts and lived comfortably. He was extremely brave, willingly riding against the Blacks at least twice. He was very popular among the people of Vakar when he rode south to take part in the tourney of the Hand, and he met a woman from the Stronghold region named Ito and she became besotted with him. He gained a formidable reputation among his friends and enemies, who both feared and hated him. However, for the smallfolk he was a hero, for he recognized openly the hardships they went through as a result of the War of Three Dragons. He showed unbridled rage for their suffering when faced with Malaev, and expressed true intent of representing them. He was respected by his archers, viewed as something of a God, but in reality, Tykor was exhausted and in despair until he once more met Ito wedding her. Two children have came of their union and nobody quite knows the parentage of Ito but Tykor doesn't seem to care.
Arren Glacerr I

Lord **Arren Glacerr I** is the Lord of Harik and a highborn general in the Blacks army. He is known for being ruthless and cruel, as well as ominously quiet and powerful. He is known as the Vampiric because his skin in the recent years and he is often seen drinking thick red liquid from a wine glass. He has a a son, Loskan, who seems to be less into odd dealings but much more interested in the basic concepts of warfare and war crimes. He poisoned his father in order to secure the Kingdom and land for himself.

## Appearance and Character

Arren Glacerr is a man of average height with a harsh pale and hairless body other then his head, a plain face and long spindly fingers. His eyes are a pale blue and frightening, some claim that if you look deep enough into his eyes you can see every person he has ever killed trapped within them. In combat, he wears dark mail and a red long cloak. He is extremely hard to read in conversation and if one tries they often don't survive for much longer.

He is a cunning, mysterious and intimidating man, almost as authoritative as Maegaron Vakerian himself. Even his allies are terrified of him, and find him hard to trust. Loyal to himself and his house's success, Arren is pitiless and completely implacable, rarely sharing information with other people if he can avoid it and if he can be put at risk by it. Arren is a keen strategist in his own right, one of the torturer of many enemies and the inevitable death and possible consumption if rumors are to be believed of anyone he can get his spindly fingers on, and one of Maegaron's most dangerous and noteworthy lieutenants.

Many in Saerial who know of him think Arren to be a strange man. He rarely, if ever, raises his voice, forcing everyone else to focus completely on what he has to say. He has a tendency towards odd behaviors that many don't know why he does although he has claimed whatever he does he knows that it leads to a long life and disposes of 'bad blood'. More notably, Arren isn't as partial to alcohol as other lords, sipping it if offered but oftentime drinking whatever the thick red liquid is.

Despite his capacity for savagery and cruelty, Arren is in fact a very careful individual, subtle and careful in his own twisted way. He loathes his son Loskan's openly animalistic behaviour, and the renown it has earned his house, because he is more inclined to perform much worse acts of cruelty behind closed doors. He wields the family sword Bloodreaver and he was given the Alias of the same name for the blood he spills with it. His motto is "A bloodied land, is a quiet land".
Brenn Thulum II

**Brenn Thulum II** is the eldest son of Olivia Thulum and Daltis Thulum. A member of House Thulum of Sarilt.

## Appearance and Character

Brenn has the Thulum look and is average sized for a boy his age, with black straight hair that goes down just past the neck. Known to be handsome, he has deep blue-green eyes and pouty lips. Many northerners thinks that Brenn looks like a girl much to his own dismay.

Brenn was strong-willed as a child. Although he can be gallant and courteous, he has an uncontrollable temper not unlike his mother, Olivia Thulum, and an unchecked sadistic streak. He has little sense of right or wrong, which often leads him to trouble, especially when he loses his temper. When things go wrong, Brenn blames the problems on others. Despite being willful he is reckless, vicious, cruel and not particularly intelligent, all of which combine to make him prone to irrational and bad judgements.

Brenn clothes are often divided, showing the Thulum Sun of his mother. He always wears the finest clothing and accents, as befits the prince, including green silks, furs, and a deep blue doublet studded with a double rows of Thulum Suns. The prince possesses a slim coronet made of gold and sapphires. Brenn wields a rapier that he is only lightly trained in and supposedly carries it to look more intelligent. His dagger has a jeweled pommel and inlaid goldwork on the blade. Brenn is also a skilled dancer.

Brenn grew up as a spoiled and indulgent child with a cruel streak within him. His father, Daltis, is deeply disappointed with his son and feels little affection for him nor did he like the fact that Brenn would always cry whenever anyone picked him up. It is implied that Brenn craves his parent's respect and approval, and many of his acts are done in an effort to live up to their standards in his own twisted and cruel way.

Once when he was ten years of age after learning a horse in the stables was pregnant, Brenn killed the animal because he believed that it deserved to die for being pregnant. He showed one of the unborn embryos to his mother. Brenn got thrown into his room for a whole ten days straight for this act and never would get his reputation back up to a good state past this.
Maphiel Ackintal

## Appearance and Character

Maphiel is the exact image of what you'd expect a man of status from Ruizar to appear as. With the common brown hair, it often very prim and proper for all but the most mundane of occasions. His heterochromic eyes are orange and blue, their distinct shine leaving little room to mistake him as anything but special, with an athletic and trained body to match. Maphiel alternates between keeping a neatly trimmed moustache, or simply leaving himself clean shaven. He can often be found in a crimson red silk tunic, wearing black boots to match. Though you'd be more likely to find him in the training yard, donning the expensive and ornate armor he likes to display, crafted by only the best blacksmiths and armorers of Jadia.

The man has developed the characteristic charm and wit that his father was known for, finding social gatherings anything but dull. Maphiel has shown to have a natural ability for swordplay as well, combined with years in the training yard, has left him as a formidable foe, becoming well known within the south for his ability. Unsurprisingly this has left Maphiel with an ego to match, it being left unchecked by those around him.

Unfortunately the similarities with his grandfather end there. Maphiel can be quick to anger, switching from pleasing and charming to dreadful within the course of a few words. With his lavish and rich upbringing, he has also become rather entitled and demanding. He has little interest in reading, or even ruling. If it involves sitting in a room without the company of alcohol, Maphiel holds little interest in it. The field of battle is where he feels most alive. This has all led to the disfavour of some within his court, and perhaps even some within the rest of the Golds. Though none of that matters to the man.
Rila Thulum II

Rila Thulum II is the third child and second daughter of Lord Denzin Thulum and Lady Bredgit Thulum. A member of House Thulum.

## Appearance and Character

Rila's appearance is unmistakably northern, with a long face, green eyes, and blonde hair that has browned over the years. She is skinny and athletic, and is often bullied over her looks by her cousin and the other girls in Sarilt who called her names, and is often mistaken for a boy. However, some people describe her as pretty it is not a common consensus to any regard especially when she was younger. Denzin says Rila looks like his late grandmother in her youth based off the portraits.

Rila is a spirited girl interested in fighting and exploration, unlike lots of other people in her family. Rila wanted to learn how to fight with two daggers, and was granted that wish by her parents to be able to protect her in case she would ever need it. She quickly grew to be an expert with her two daggers that she ironically calls Life and Death.

Rila is primarily left handed, quick, and dexterous. She received a noble's education from the maester at Sarilt and is said to excel at mathematics, and horseback riding. She knows at least a bit of Vakriez being interested in it from a young age, however if she spoke it to anyone they would definitely know she is not only not native to the language but doesn't have a good understanding on how the language works.

Rila has spent her entire life in Sarilt until she turned seventeen, though she did accompany her father on two occasions to Vraeseon. Rila was also taught to ride a horse, but due to being called horseface by her cousin Brenn because of her long face, she could not enjoy riding horses anymore because they made her insecure about her appearance.

At the age of seventeen just as the lords were talking about who to wed her to she randomly vanished in the night, nobody knowing where she left to. She gained the alias the Shadow as she somehow managed to vanish past thirty guards and knights. She went unfound until she was later spotted near Runekeep by word of Elyana, talking with someone in a cloak. She was said to wear a small golden pin as well as having the two daggers alongside her legs. She was then found later again by Elyana assassinating someone at a mummers play. With such evidence it is hypothesized that she is now working with the Blacks as a Wasp for Morana Seronyth.
Wyllam Seronyth III

**Wyllam Seronyth III** is the Lord of Runekeep and Head of House Seronyth. He ascended to the title at the age of forty after the death of his father, Conrian Seronyth, supposedly to a fever. He has now ruled the Midlands for just about two decades, and has proved himself an able and just lord.

## Appearance and Character

Wyllam stands at 5'10", bearing all of the signature traits of House Seronyth. He is average height, brown of hair (although it has begun to grey with his age), and brown of eye. He is built much like his ancestor, Gaerren Seronyth, and is noted for being physically overbearing.

Wyllam is firmly on the side of what he believes to be good, being noted for his morality by many. He is a capable leader on and off the field, listening to his men and taking their opinion into account while also following through with what he believes will ultimately be the best for them. He withholds himself in battle, choosing to wait to see where he is needed most before committing himself and his elite retainers to the fight.

Wyllam is polite and kind to those he meets unless they differ in political opinion from him, in which he is rude and crass. However he is lacking in charisma, since the stillborn birth of his second child he has become somewhat quiet by nature. He is pious to a degree, and is fairly quick to follow a few tenants of the Faith that aid his points.

Ever since the events of the War of Three Dragons, Wyllam has become known for losing his previous approach of a "silk glove", preferring to pro-offer both that and an "iron gauntlet" in his approach to dealing with his vassals. Rewarding to those who follow him loyally and destroying those who betray him, he is not the same man that he was in his youth.