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Location: In the windswept darkness
Mayhaps this would go better if we had some more concreate framework for it? I have a few suggestions.
The story should run parrallel to to the national events taking place in the books and show, but not be the same as them. Where is the creatvity in that? I propose a starting situation somewhat more minor in nature then a Hand of the King. Perhaps it starts with a trade agreement between two Houses? Or an attempt to collectivly politically stablize a region, pushed onto weaker authroities as the Crowns and Leiges have more important things to take care of? Of course, I woulden't want to make something too noble-excluisve. Smallfolk should get a chance to step in too. Here's a general synopsis of my character's house; maybe that will spawn some ideas.
Realm: The Crownlands. Therefore, reflexivly sworn to House Bartheon and King Robert. However, in all technicallity, the family is still bound by blood oaths to House Targaryen, leading to a rather unplesent politcal position.
Location: The southern regions of Crackleclaw Point
Arms: Purple Dragon, Guardant and statant, on a silver feild (bronze chevron). The crest also used to depict with agreen doe, reclinant, at the dragon's feet, but this was removed as a gesture of co-operation after the Stag sat on the throne.
Motto: Blood of my Brothers
At a Glance:
Defences: The seat of House Algarith, Brother's Arms, is a fairly well fortified location, located a few miles inland from Blackwater Bay. It is an old, grey stone keep, set into the cleft of a fair sized hill, with solid walls and a strong gate. It's twin towers, Left Arm and Right Arm, are in need of some work, but the outer wall has been refitted in the past season.
Influence: Minor. Algarith was a strong freind to House Targaryen for most of their reign, and once had a strong presence at both Dragonstone and King's Landing. However, since the war, they have felt a strong hit to their ability to polotic, with their loyality still in question.
Lands: The Algarith lands are fairly wide, fertile, and extremely hilly. While they don't have any mines worth speaking of, their farming and fishing go quite well. They also control one of the best ports on the Point, and so deal with the majority of sea trade coming into and out of the lands there.
Law: The Lords have always kept a strong grip on their lands; indeed, they are well known for their stability in the face of their chaotic neighbors. Things did slip a little, but have been recovering quickly.
Power: Ever since the war, the Algarith guerdsmen; accepting their Brothersguerd unit (One of the oldest military organizations still operating in Westros, with no period of unexistance), have been cut, so as not to seem as a threat or future add to any dragons that might pop up.
Wealth: While extrmely wealthy compared to their neighbors, Algarith lies within one of the poorer regions of Westros, and its standings reflect that. While not meager, the gold available to their lords and people are much less then a similer sized holding in better lands would allow. They also have a long, outstanding loan they plan on collecting.... nobody is quite sure who its too, but they know the influx of Dragons would be worth it.
Lord: Baldwinn Algarith, Age 44
Lady: Currently none. The last Lady, Hellin, thirteen years ago, of a bad case of Greyscale.
Heir: Ser Domen, Age 22. A well meaning man, with a good head, strong arm, and noble heart, but unable to grasp sublty.
Son: Acoylete Calyth, Age 19. Currently studying at the Alchemist Guild in King's Landing. A talented herbalist, with a very attractive presence and leading personality. Has heart issues that make any talent in swordsplay (on indeed most other physical activies) an impossablity
Daughter: Tabith, Age 15. The pinnicle of old social graces. A lady in every sense of the term, she also shows the most of the family's Valyren blood.
Son: Aemon, Age 11. Currently serving as a page in Aryyan lands. Very curious and energetic, but like his eldest brother also extremely blunt.
Daughter: Isabelle, Age 8. Very much a younger verson of her sister, except that insteed of seeking to attract and assit men, she's virtually mortified of them. Very fond of the color black... nobody is quite sure.
History: Will write.
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