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Garth Crakehall, Lord of Crakehall
2024.05.15 13:22 English_American Garth Crakehall, Lord of Crakehall
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Name and House: Garth Crakehall
Age: 50
Cultural Group: First Men/Westerman
Appearance: A stoic, scarred veteran who stands at just under six feet. His amber eyes are accentuated by the jagged, irregular burn scar earned during the Field of Fire that seems to still burn hot when Garth's temper flares. He boasts medium length chestnut hair, held in a single pony-tail which does well to compliment his well-kempt beard.
Trait: Brave
Skill(s): Axes (e), First Man Warrior (e), Chivalric
Talent(s): Painting, Hunting, Hawking
Negative Trait(s): None
Starting Title(s): Lord of Crakehall, Wielder of Tusk
Starting Location: The Festivities
Alternate Characters: None
Raised within the walls of Crakehall Castle, Garth's early years were a tapestry woven with threads of chivalry and duty. Under the guidance of his father, Lord Roland Crakehall, and the tutelage of seasoned knights and maesters, Garth learned the art of warfare and politics, honing his skills with axe and lance while absorbing the wisdom of history and lore.
From a young age, Garth Crakehall's hands seemed destined to wield the weighty power of steel. His affinity for combat was not merely born of necessity but seemed almost preordained, as if the gods themselves had crafted him to be the master of its deadly art. While other boys gravitated towards swords or spears, Garth found himself drawn to the rugged simplicity and raw power of the axe.
Yet it was not just any axe that captured Garth's imagination—it was Tusk, the legendary Valyrian Steel axe that had been passed down through generations of Crakehall lords. Forged in the fiery heart of Old Valyria and tempered with the blood of ancient dragons, Tusk was a weapon of unparalleled beauty and craftsmanship, its gleaming blade etched with intricate runes and adorned with ornate carvings that spoke of a time long forgotten and a single sharpened boar tusk adorning the tip of the shaft.
In the forests east of Crakehall, Garth Crakehall faced his first true test of martial prowess against bandits who preyed upon the innocent and threatened the fragile peace of the land. In the chaos of battle, Garth's instincts took over, his axe swinging expertly with deadly precision as he cleaved through the ranks of the enemy with a ferocity born of determination. Each blow struck true, each foe felled before him a testament to his skill and valor.
For Garth, the battle against the bandits was not just a test of martial prowess, it was a reaffirmation of his commitment to justice and honor, a declaration of his unwavering resolve to protect the innocent and uphold the legacy of his noble house. And as he rode triumphantly back to Crakehall, his heart swelled with chivalric pride, knowing that he had proven himself worthy of the mantle of leadership that would one day be his to bear, and the title of Ser that he had been rewarded with.
When news of Aegon Targaryen’s conquest spread, the King of the West and the Reach gathered their men. Ultimately resulting in the Field of Fire, a battle that would forever change Garth.
The Field of Fire was not just a battle for Garth Crakehall, it was a crucible of fire and blood that would forever shape his path forward. As the dragons descended upon the battlefield with a fury unmatched, Garth watched in horror as his father, brother, and many friends fell beneath the searing inferno, their lives snuffed out in an instant by the merciless flames.
Garth went forth and, along with a few other soldiers, braved the flames to rescue his father and brother. In that moment of chaos and despair, he found himself engulfed in the inferno, the scorching heat searing his flesh and his lungs with each breath. Garth recounts praying to the Warrior prior to the battle and the warrior listened; he survived, though scarred and battered, he was a survivor amidst the wreckage of the fallen.
With the mantle of lordship thrust upon him in the wake of his father's death, Garth emerged from the ashes of the Field of Fire as the new Lord of Crakehall, his spirit deeply tempered as his recovery took the better part of a year. Over the following five and twenty years, Garth would go on to wed the daughter of one of his vassals, Larissa Yew, who would bear him three children, one passing in childbirth.
In the years since, Garth Crakehall had undergone a profound transformation; his once cheery demeanor giving way to a stoic resolve. With the weight of leadership resting heavily upon his shoulders, Garth had dedicated himself to the task of ensuring the stability and prosperity of the Westerlands. Collaborating closely with Gregor Lannister, uncle of the newly minted Lord Lancel Lannister following the untimely death of Lancel’s father, Garth worked tirelessly to foster alliances and broker peace throughout the region, determined to spare his people from the horrors of conflict that had plagued the land for generations. Though the scars of battle still marred his flesh and haunted his dreams, Garth remained steadfast in his commitment to safeguarding the future of the West, his once jovial spirit tempered by the responsibility of leadership.
His recent years had been marred with tests of different kinds. Where once he faced foes upon the battlefield, he faced a foe all too familiar with fathers; their own children. Loren Crakehall, named for the late King and who had been born only moons after his namesake's passing, had proven troublesome as of late. His wanton spending of the funds allowed of him, his penchant for gambling and the drink had led Garth down a stressful and otherwise unwanted path of parenthood.
- 25 BC: Garth is born.
- 7 BC: Garth & Larissa Yew are wed to much pomp. The Tourney of Crakehall takes place, seeing Garth crowned champion, and Larissa as the Queen of Love and Beauty.
- 0 AC: The Field of Fire. Garth's brother, and father, Lord Roland, perishes to dragonflame.
- 21 AC: Garth & Loren travel to celebrate with the Lannisters at a tourney.
- 25 AC: Present Day. Travels to King's Landing to take part in the festivities.
- Lord Roland Crakehall, d. 0 AC
- Lady Brienne Ferren, d. 13 AC
- Lord Garth Crakehall, b. 25 BC
- Lady Larissa Yew, b. 25 BC
- Helena Crakehall, b. 5 BC
- Ser Loren Crakehall, b. 1 AC
- (m.) _________, b. __
- Roland Crakehall, d. 3 AC
- Ser Gerold Crakehall, d. 0 AC
- Ser Loren Crakehall, Garth’s son and heir and Coin Master for Crakehall
- Trait: Numerate
- Skills: Architect, Scrutinous, Investor
- Ser Darren Yew, Garth’s brother-by-law, and head of Garth’s personal guards
- Archetype: Warrior (Axes)
- Ser Elwood Stillwood, Knight in service of Crakehall
- Archetype: General
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2024.05.15 05:29 Chicken_Supreme01 Aerys Belaerys, Knight of Aegon's Rest & Aemon Belaerys, Steward of Aegon's Rest
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Discord Tag: justchackensauce
Name and House: Aerys Belaerys
Age: 20
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: The blondish-white that marks him as Valyrian, Aerys is a youth in his early 20's and the bright eyes of a man with his whole life ahead of him.
Trait: Just
Skill(s): Vanguard (e), Cunning (e), Tactician
Talent(s): Board Games
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Knight of Aegon's Rest
Starting Location: With his family
Alternate Characters: N/A
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In the beginning he was set to follow one of two paths, that of a warrior or that of a copper counter akin to his father, either way he would be a man sworn to serve the Targaryens and the main branch of Belaerys on their family farm. His mother wished more for him to be told, but being the side branch to an already lowly Valyrian family did not open up many opportunities.
Much would change quickly however, Aerys would only live on Dragonstone for a short period of two years before his families luck would take a surprising turn. A short stint inside Aegonsfort before tragedy befell House Targaryen as the King was slain by a Tully assassin. Aerys was far too young to even remember these times however, with his first memories only ever being of the family's new home in what was once called the castle of Riverrun.
Life would be easy going for Aerys, all eyes were on his elder cousins and the main branch of House Belaerys. Such relaxed expectations would lead Aerys to try and find his own niche in the family, a position no other would be able to match him in. He dreamed ambitiously and so threw himself at everything he could hoping something would stick, and stick something did.
While his cousin Aelor grew to love the fine arts, Aerys would find himself enthralled with matters altogether more martial. Learning the history of the Westerosi was made ever more interesting thanks to the countless spats and wars that occurred throughout the continent. From the Andal invasions all the way back to the mystical wars between the First Men and Children of the Forest, Aerys soaked in knowledge of battles and strategies and begin dreaming of the day he would ride out at the head of his own army.
As the years passed and the boy grew into his teenage years, he had moved on from daydreaming his battles to creating mock scenarios out of game pieces, challenging all who he deemed might pose a worthy challenge. This would start out with a soldier here, or one of the maesters there, but soon enough none in the castle wished to play such a game, and so once more his thirst for advancement in his craft would evolve.
Aerys would begin setting up mock battles using Belaerys men-at-arms as the new pieces. This form of the game would give him further visual queues to look for during the battles, and would lead him to further honing his abilities on the field. The mixture of reading every piece of work and actively leading troops in the mock battles around Aegon's Rest, Aerys' abilities would eventually begin to plateau, there was only so much practice could do in place of actual real world experience.
Such experience was likely enough to come his way however, as before long an old and bitter rivalry that Aerys had only read about finally flared back up. Blackwoods and Brackens once more raised their banners and pointed their weapons at one another.
While much of the surrounding Houses began to fear that the spat would spill out into something all the more devastating, Aerys was overjoyed at the potential for real warfare experience. No other voice was louder then little Aerys Belaerys during the council meeting that Lord Baelor Belaerys called over the matter. While some voiced caution, and others voiced leaving the House out of it entirely, Aerys Belaerys urged his uncle to support a side and earn prestige and renown for their House.
Baelor would be swayed by his nephews pleas, and a raven would be sent to House Blackwood declaring that House Belaerys stood with them. The banners would be called, and while Aerys would not be given any sort of command due to his youth, it would not stop the excitement from rising in his chest. The only thing that did kill the excitement was the dragon that appeared on the horizon the day Belaerys was set to march to join the conflict. At first believing it to be one of the Queens, Aerys was beyond surprised to see none other then his cousin Aelor.
His cousin and the dragon would fly off almost as soon as they had landed. Aerys was not privy to the discussion that took place between father and son, but he knew deep down that if a dragon had joined the mix, it was highly unlikely that he would see any form of real battle this day.
This feeling would turn true as reports came back the very same day that both Blackwoods and Brackens agreed to return to their own lands instead of face a dragon, his heart sank at this news and his feelings became conflicted for but a moment. It was great for his House and cousin that Belaerys now wielded a monstrous beast like Veraxes, but it was that fact that also stole Aerys' first chance at live combat.
He wouldn't remain in a sour mood for long however, because once Aelor returned he would give Aerys the chance of a lifetime, and the pair of cousins would fly atop the back of Veraxes together. Aerys could remember tying the chain, his heart beating hard as the great dragons wings stretched out and prepared for flight. It would be a memory he would hold dear, as though in their childhoods they had never been able to forge a close bond, this one act would be the start of a strong fellowship between the two.
Life would once more fall into a simple cycle of monotony, Aelor flew off to explore what Westeros had to offer, and Aerys would continue his learning efforts. Eventually the entirety of Aegon's Rest library was exhausted. His father Aemon would urge him to see knowledge and experience outside the family's lands, more specifically to the Citadel like he had. Although he was wary of leaving at first, he would concede that in order to grow and gain more knowledge it would be needed.
In 21 AC, Aerys would leave Aegon's Rest for the first time in 18 years. He would travel through the West and Reach, meeting new people and experiencing new things along the way. Finally he would reach Oldtown, the high spire reaching far into the sky above him. He would spend the next four years working his way through several links of a chain, emerging in 25 AC with a more complete education and solid foundation in regards to warfare.
He would make his return journey to Aegon's Rest, only to learn of his family's impending journey to the festivities being held near King's Landing.
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7 AC - Moved to Aegon's Rest after King Aegon's death.
14 AC - Begins his journey to find his own niche inside his family.
18 AC - Pushes his uncle to join the fight between Blackwood and Bracken, conflict is averted by his cousin Aelor arriving atop Veraxes.
21 AC - Exhausts most avenues of furthering his abilities within Aegon's Rest, journeys to the Citadel in Oldtown to further education.
25 AC - Returns to his family.
25 AC - Present.
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Family Tree
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Name and House: Aemon Belaerys
Age: 42
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: An older man, he has seen his fair share of life, Aemon is usually disheveled looking
Trait: Steward
Skill(s): Architect, Avaricious, Scrutinous
Talent(s): Coin Stacking
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Steward of Aegon's Rest
Starting Location: With his family
Alternate Characters: N/A
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During the Conquest, he'd land with his cousin Baelor and Aegon Targaryen at what is now known as King's Landing. Despite his best attempts, Aemon was never exceptionally skilled with a sword, he would quickly find ways to not be sent to the frontlines, managing to fake an injury to his ribs on the eve of the Field of Fire.
This fake injury would cause him to miss the battle, and thus miss the death of his cousin Monterys as he fell to the enemies arrows. He would miss the field turning red as the Targaryens dragons turned everything to fire and ash.
The loss of his cousin, a man he might have been able to protect had he been more brave, shook the last reserves of strength from Aemon. He would hang up his sword for the last time, vowing to never pretend to do something again, and only do that which he knew would actually be able to help his family.
While his cousin and their offspring proved valorous warriors, Aemon had always been drawn to that which truly made the world function, gold. From a young age his ability to keep track of funds and find the best deals had kept his burgeoning family fed as they tried to subsist on a meager farm on Dragonstone. Although he had a knack for this line of work, his education had been truly lackluster given his background, a few years after the war he would seek his Baelors permission to learn from the group of Maesters down at the Citadel.
After arriving at Oldtown he would immediately become consumed by the sheer amount of potential knowledge the Citadel had to offer, and the nightlife that Oldtown had to offer wasn't too bad in its own right. Despite his marriage to his sister-wife, Alyssa, Aemon had never felt a true closeness to her as a husband should, and so truly he dove into all the city had to offer.
Several years pass, several chain links forged, several seeds planted. Aemon would journey home with so many new experiences gained and knowledge secured under his belt, it was time to return to his family and do everything he could to make up for lost time.
In the time spent in the South, House Belaerys under Baelor had not been idle. Now the Lords of their own fief, it seemed like their House was on the rise. Although the first meeting between the two was awkward at first given the amount of time spent away from each other, Aemon would find his place in the family soon enough.
Raised to the position of Steward, he would quickly show that his time in Oldtown was not wasted. Repairs on the castle would be completed faster than originally anticipated, prices for equipment and resources were negotiated for better prices, and the flow of taxes from the surrounding lands was tweaked to allow for more gains per moon.
Life would pass by, and soon enough Aemon would witness his son growing into a young man of his own. Unlike him though, Aerys would be captivated by war and the commanding of soldiers. Sometimes it led Aemon to wonder how such a boy came from him, but still it made him smile to see his own excel at something they held dear.
One day the peaceful life that Aemon had grown accustomed to appeared to be slipping, as word rose from the east that the ancient rivalry between Blackwoods and Brackens was on the cusp of once again reigniting. Despite his pleas for Baelor to remain neutral from the conflict, it was his own sons words that resonated best with the Lord of Aegon's Rest.
To Aemons own horror, Aerys was pushing for their house to join the fray on the side of the Blackwoods and march to war. Once more the sinking feeling of fear and cowardice crept up on him, and he felt like this time, instead of his cousin dying, it would be his own son.
His fears would begin to reach the surface as the day to march off to battle arrived, no amount of arguing or fighting had dissuaded either Baelor or Aerys from the current course of action, and it seemed anything short of draconic intervention wouldn't be able to stop Belaerys from joining the fight.
Such thoughts would prove true however, as in the sky appeared the mighty form of that which could be mistaken for nothing else. A dragon flew above Aegon's Rest for the first time in a decade, except this time it brought a rider that did not bear the name Targaryen.
Aemon was just as shocked as everyone else as none other then Aelor Belaerys dropped off the back of the dragon. His fears washed away as he witnessed Aelor return to his dragon after speaking with Lord Baelor, surely the son had returned to save his House from sacrificing any lives.
After the conflict was averted by the actions of Aelor, life at Aegon's Rest would return to a sense of normality. Such life was perfect for him, but alas he soon saw the effects it had on his son. The boy seemed to grow restless and irate at the peace that reigned over their region of Westeros. Aemon knew the boy needed new experiences, and thanks to his time there, he knew exactly where such knowledge and experience could be gained.
He would direct his son to travel to the Citadel, engulf himself in the studies and histories the Maesters had collected there, and absorb all he could. Such things would surely teach the boy a thing or two, and also allow him to travel across Westeros and see some of the world outside the castles walls.
All was once more calm, Aemon would begin spending the time he wasn't dedicating to being Steward to fishing, reading, and even teaching his daughter the finer points on being a steward, so that one day she might be able to help out with his duties.
Time would fly by until, in 25 AC, Aerys would return home a moon before House Belaerys was set to travel to the festivities being held near King's Landing. House Belaerys flourished now, a thriving castle and an heir that wielded a deadly dragon.
What could possibly go wrong?
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1 AC - Lands with Aegon and his family, fakes multiple injuries to dodge being sent to the front lines of major battles.
5 AC - Aerys Belaerys is born.
6 AC - Travels to the Citadel to learn economy and stewardship
12 AC - Returns home, Maegelle Belaerys is born on the last day of the last moon.
13 AC - Is named Steward of Aegon's Rest.
20 AC - Sends his son to study at the Citadel, like he once did.
25 AC - Present.
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Name and House: Aerys Belaerys
Age: 20
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: The blondish-white that marks him as Valyrian, Aerys is a youth in his early 20's and the bright eyes of a man with his whole life ahead of him.
Trait: Just
Skill(s): Vanguard (e), Cunning (e), Tactician
Talent(s): Board Games
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Knight of Aegon's Rest
Starting Location: With his family
Alternate Characters: N/A
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Bio
Aerys Belaerys was born on Dragonstone to Aemon and Alyssa Belaerys. His father was occupied trying to scrape together any amount of money for their family while his cousins marched to war with the Targaryens. He would be the eldest of their two children with his sister Maegelle being born a few years after and from a young age, Aerys had very little expectations placed upon him unlike others that bore the name Belaerys.In the beginning he was set to follow one of two paths, that of a warrior or that of a copper counter akin to his father, either way he would be a man sworn to serve the Targaryens and the main branch of Belaerys on their family farm. His mother wished more for him to be told, but being the side branch to an already lowly Valyrian family did not open up many opportunities.
Much would change quickly however, Aerys would only live on Dragonstone for a short period of two years before his families luck would take a surprising turn. A short stint inside Aegonsfort before tragedy befell House Targaryen as the King was slain by a Tully assassin. Aerys was far too young to even remember these times however, with his first memories only ever being of the family's new home in what was once called the castle of Riverrun.
Life would be easy going for Aerys, all eyes were on his elder cousins and the main branch of House Belaerys. Such relaxed expectations would lead Aerys to try and find his own niche in the family, a position no other would be able to match him in. He dreamed ambitiously and so threw himself at everything he could hoping something would stick, and stick something did.
While his cousin Aelor grew to love the fine arts, Aerys would find himself enthralled with matters altogether more martial. Learning the history of the Westerosi was made ever more interesting thanks to the countless spats and wars that occurred throughout the continent. From the Andal invasions all the way back to the mystical wars between the First Men and Children of the Forest, Aerys soaked in knowledge of battles and strategies and begin dreaming of the day he would ride out at the head of his own army.
As the years passed and the boy grew into his teenage years, he had moved on from daydreaming his battles to creating mock scenarios out of game pieces, challenging all who he deemed might pose a worthy challenge. This would start out with a soldier here, or one of the maesters there, but soon enough none in the castle wished to play such a game, and so once more his thirst for advancement in his craft would evolve.
Aerys would begin setting up mock battles using Belaerys men-at-arms as the new pieces. This form of the game would give him further visual queues to look for during the battles, and would lead him to further honing his abilities on the field. The mixture of reading every piece of work and actively leading troops in the mock battles around Aegon's Rest, Aerys' abilities would eventually begin to plateau, there was only so much practice could do in place of actual real world experience.
Such experience was likely enough to come his way however, as before long an old and bitter rivalry that Aerys had only read about finally flared back up. Blackwoods and Brackens once more raised their banners and pointed their weapons at one another.
While much of the surrounding Houses began to fear that the spat would spill out into something all the more devastating, Aerys was overjoyed at the potential for real warfare experience. No other voice was louder then little Aerys Belaerys during the council meeting that Lord Baelor Belaerys called over the matter. While some voiced caution, and others voiced leaving the House out of it entirely, Aerys Belaerys urged his uncle to support a side and earn prestige and renown for their House.
Baelor would be swayed by his nephews pleas, and a raven would be sent to House Blackwood declaring that House Belaerys stood with them. The banners would be called, and while Aerys would not be given any sort of command due to his youth, it would not stop the excitement from rising in his chest. The only thing that did kill the excitement was the dragon that appeared on the horizon the day Belaerys was set to march to join the conflict. At first believing it to be one of the Queens, Aerys was beyond surprised to see none other then his cousin Aelor.
His cousin and the dragon would fly off almost as soon as they had landed. Aerys was not privy to the discussion that took place between father and son, but he knew deep down that if a dragon had joined the mix, it was highly unlikely that he would see any form of real battle this day.
This feeling would turn true as reports came back the very same day that both Blackwoods and Brackens agreed to return to their own lands instead of face a dragon, his heart sank at this news and his feelings became conflicted for but a moment. It was great for his House and cousin that Belaerys now wielded a monstrous beast like Veraxes, but it was that fact that also stole Aerys' first chance at live combat.
He wouldn't remain in a sour mood for long however, because once Aelor returned he would give Aerys the chance of a lifetime, and the pair of cousins would fly atop the back of Veraxes together. Aerys could remember tying the chain, his heart beating hard as the great dragons wings stretched out and prepared for flight. It would be a memory he would hold dear, as though in their childhoods they had never been able to forge a close bond, this one act would be the start of a strong fellowship between the two.
Life would once more fall into a simple cycle of monotony, Aelor flew off to explore what Westeros had to offer, and Aerys would continue his learning efforts. Eventually the entirety of Aegon's Rest library was exhausted. His father Aemon would urge him to see knowledge and experience outside the family's lands, more specifically to the Citadel like he had. Although he was wary of leaving at first, he would concede that in order to grow and gain more knowledge it would be needed.
In 21 AC, Aerys would leave Aegon's Rest for the first time in 18 years. He would travel through the West and Reach, meeting new people and experiencing new things along the way. Finally he would reach Oldtown, the high spire reaching far into the sky above him. He would spend the next four years working his way through several links of a chain, emerging in 25 AC with a more complete education and solid foundation in regards to warfare.
He would make his return journey to Aegon's Rest, only to learn of his family's impending journey to the festivities being held near King's Landing.
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Timeline
5 AC - Born to Aemon and Alyssa Belaerys.7 AC - Moved to Aegon's Rest after King Aegon's death.
14 AC - Begins his journey to find his own niche inside his family.
18 AC - Pushes his uncle to join the fight between Blackwood and Bracken, conflict is averted by his cousin Aelor arriving atop Veraxes.
21 AC - Exhausts most avenues of furthering his abilities within Aegon's Rest, journeys to the Citadel in Oldtown to further education.
25 AC - Returns to his family.
25 AC - Present.
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Family Tree
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Name and House: Aemon Belaerys
Age: 42
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: An older man, he has seen his fair share of life, Aemon is usually disheveled looking
Trait: Steward
Skill(s): Architect, Avaricious, Scrutinous
Talent(s): Coin Stacking
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Steward of Aegon's Rest
Starting Location: With his family
Alternate Characters: N/A
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Bio
Born ten and seven years prior to the Conquest to Maekar Belaerys and Aerea Scales, Aemon had one sibling, a younger sister named Alyssa. He would spend his entire youth on Dragonstone until he'd grown to become a man-at-arms under House Targaryen.During the Conquest, he'd land with his cousin Baelor and Aegon Targaryen at what is now known as King's Landing. Despite his best attempts, Aemon was never exceptionally skilled with a sword, he would quickly find ways to not be sent to the frontlines, managing to fake an injury to his ribs on the eve of the Field of Fire.
This fake injury would cause him to miss the battle, and thus miss the death of his cousin Monterys as he fell to the enemies arrows. He would miss the field turning red as the Targaryens dragons turned everything to fire and ash.
The loss of his cousin, a man he might have been able to protect had he been more brave, shook the last reserves of strength from Aemon. He would hang up his sword for the last time, vowing to never pretend to do something again, and only do that which he knew would actually be able to help his family.
While his cousin and their offspring proved valorous warriors, Aemon had always been drawn to that which truly made the world function, gold. From a young age his ability to keep track of funds and find the best deals had kept his burgeoning family fed as they tried to subsist on a meager farm on Dragonstone. Although he had a knack for this line of work, his education had been truly lackluster given his background, a few years after the war he would seek his Baelors permission to learn from the group of Maesters down at the Citadel.
After arriving at Oldtown he would immediately become consumed by the sheer amount of potential knowledge the Citadel had to offer, and the nightlife that Oldtown had to offer wasn't too bad in its own right. Despite his marriage to his sister-wife, Alyssa, Aemon had never felt a true closeness to her as a husband should, and so truly he dove into all the city had to offer.
Several years pass, several chain links forged, several seeds planted. Aemon would journey home with so many new experiences gained and knowledge secured under his belt, it was time to return to his family and do everything he could to make up for lost time.
In the time spent in the South, House Belaerys under Baelor had not been idle. Now the Lords of their own fief, it seemed like their House was on the rise. Although the first meeting between the two was awkward at first given the amount of time spent away from each other, Aemon would find his place in the family soon enough.
Raised to the position of Steward, he would quickly show that his time in Oldtown was not wasted. Repairs on the castle would be completed faster than originally anticipated, prices for equipment and resources were negotiated for better prices, and the flow of taxes from the surrounding lands was tweaked to allow for more gains per moon.
Life would pass by, and soon enough Aemon would witness his son growing into a young man of his own. Unlike him though, Aerys would be captivated by war and the commanding of soldiers. Sometimes it led Aemon to wonder how such a boy came from him, but still it made him smile to see his own excel at something they held dear.
One day the peaceful life that Aemon had grown accustomed to appeared to be slipping, as word rose from the east that the ancient rivalry between Blackwoods and Brackens was on the cusp of once again reigniting. Despite his pleas for Baelor to remain neutral from the conflict, it was his own sons words that resonated best with the Lord of Aegon's Rest.
To Aemons own horror, Aerys was pushing for their house to join the fray on the side of the Blackwoods and march to war. Once more the sinking feeling of fear and cowardice crept up on him, and he felt like this time, instead of his cousin dying, it would be his own son.
His fears would begin to reach the surface as the day to march off to battle arrived, no amount of arguing or fighting had dissuaded either Baelor or Aerys from the current course of action, and it seemed anything short of draconic intervention wouldn't be able to stop Belaerys from joining the fight.
Such thoughts would prove true however, as in the sky appeared the mighty form of that which could be mistaken for nothing else. A dragon flew above Aegon's Rest for the first time in a decade, except this time it brought a rider that did not bear the name Targaryen.
Aemon was just as shocked as everyone else as none other then Aelor Belaerys dropped off the back of the dragon. His fears washed away as he witnessed Aelor return to his dragon after speaking with Lord Baelor, surely the son had returned to save his House from sacrificing any lives.
After the conflict was averted by the actions of Aelor, life at Aegon's Rest would return to a sense of normality. Such life was perfect for him, but alas he soon saw the effects it had on his son. The boy seemed to grow restless and irate at the peace that reigned over their region of Westeros. Aemon knew the boy needed new experiences, and thanks to his time there, he knew exactly where such knowledge and experience could be gained.
He would direct his son to travel to the Citadel, engulf himself in the studies and histories the Maesters had collected there, and absorb all he could. Such things would surely teach the boy a thing or two, and also allow him to travel across Westeros and see some of the world outside the castles walls.
All was once more calm, Aemon would begin spending the time he wasn't dedicating to being Steward to fishing, reading, and even teaching his daughter the finer points on being a steward, so that one day she might be able to help out with his duties.
Time would fly by until, in 25 AC, Aerys would return home a moon before House Belaerys was set to travel to the festivities being held near King's Landing. House Belaerys flourished now, a thriving castle and an heir that wielded a deadly dragon.
What could possibly go wrong?
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Timeline
17 BC - Born to Maekar Belaerys and Aerea Scales.1 AC - Lands with Aegon and his family, fakes multiple injuries to dodge being sent to the front lines of major battles.
5 AC - Aerys Belaerys is born.
6 AC - Travels to the Citadel to learn economy and stewardship
12 AC - Returns home, Maegelle Belaerys is born on the last day of the last moon.
13 AC - Is named Steward of Aegon's Rest.
20 AC - Sends his son to study at the Citadel, like he once did.
25 AC - Present.
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2024.05.15 01:07 Infinite-Bug8216 Mass Production is way better than I expected (Wild Demon Seed Warlock)
Endgame, Mass Production, Darkglare... Crystallizer is not that important card in this deck anymore. Literally Tamsin on turn 5 with 2 Darkglares on board every second or third game. You can play it on turn 4 with a coin: Turn 3: Darkglare Turn 4: If it died, play endgame + endgame / another Darkglare (possibly from raise dead); if not, destroy it, play endgame + another source of Darkglare. After that play everything until you'll get Tamsin in your hand => coin + Tamsin.
https://hearthstone.blizzard.com/deckbuilder?deckcode=AAEBAaPDAwiPggOdqQOVzQOD%2BwOE%2BwP8rATEngbEogYL8tAC%2BNAC%2Bv4C7awDy7kD184DwdEDhJ4Go6AGw7gGnMEGAAA%3D It's probably not the best version of this deck, but it's close to that.
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https://hearthstone.blizzard.com/deckbuilder?deckcode=AAEBAaPDAwiPggOdqQOVzQOD%2BwOE%2BwP8rATEngbEogYL8tAC%2BNAC%2Bv4C7awDy7kD184DwdEDhJ4Go6AGw7gGnMEGAAA%3D It's probably not the best version of this deck, but it's close to that.
2024.05.15 00:34 FiveFrights FIVE FRIGHTS: THE DEFINITIVE
 | The FNaF 1 Pizzeria has been recreated and revamped. This remastered location exists in the year 3022. submitted by FiveFrights to u/FiveFrights [link] [comments] You play as Gregory, who has used the powerful AR Mask Technology to enter the future and revisit the location from 2045, but he was somehow fully transported here physically... Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, and Monty have been recovered and repaired 1:1. Glamrock Bonnie was even saved, somehow...... A super destroyed Roxanne Wolf, and an extremely dirty and destroyed version of Rockstar Foxy exist in the Parts & Service room, as well as the original Freddy Fazbear being used for spare parts. NIGHT 1 - Glamrock Chica was somehow able to remember only the bad times with you, and she has informed Glamrock Bonnie of this. Do not let them take their revenge. This game is free roam while in the office, and sometimes even entirely, but only while it is at 6 AM. Glamrock Freddy will offer you a boost at 3 AM every single night. Power Transfer - +5% Power Super AC - 60°F Pizzaplex Racer Shoes - +30% Movement Speed Coin Launch - 5 Faz-Coins Glamrock Bonnie will make his way to your office through the left side. If you see him at your door, close it. Glamrock Chica will function exactly just like her counterpart, but she will come through the right side. On Night 1, unlike all of the other nights, Glamrock Freddy will not start in your office behind you. He will start on the Show Stage, and make his way to you with scripted movements, arriving at 3 AM exactly always. NIGHT 1 - Gregory? Is that you? Welcome back, superstar! I still remember you! But.. There is no time to catch up right now. Please do not come back after tonight. I am on my way to you, right now. Just please leave this place at 6 AM. Bonnie and Chica are coming, too. But they have no good intentions. They should be activated around 1 AM. NIGHT 2 - Gregory! Look behind you! It's me, Freddy! But... Why did you come back to me? I know.. I understand that you miss me. But now Monty even knows that you're here. Monty will crawl his way into your office through a ceiling vent, dropping down. He will then attempt to jump at you 3 different times, in which you must avoid every single one of these jumps. Like.. All of them.s NIGHT 3 - Monty made his way into the Parts & Service room to spread the news... That older spare parts Freddy, and the Foxy, too, should now be pretty aggressive, but Roxy, especially...... You can do this, okay, superstar? Roxanne Wolf - She will run into your office, jumping at the door and forcing it to open if you ever even dare to close it. Open up your cameras and turn on the silent ventilation for a few seconds whenever you hear her voice in order to keep her at bay for good. Rockstar Foxy - He will come to your left door, and he will send his parrot into your ventilation system. Shut the left door and then disable silent ventilation for a few seconds. Spare Parts Freddy - He will move very quickly into your office, and then he will sit down under your desk, and he will go to rest right there. If you hear him laugh, click on his nose. |
2024.05.14 16:58 SystemSpark [USA] [H] Pixel Pals, FF7 Rebirth DE; Car Battler Joe, Haunting Grounds, Chrono Trigger Maps, Cubivore, Turbo, Project Justice, Xenogears, Power Stone 2, Faria, Izuna 2, amiibo, Switch/Wii/WiiU/PSP/PS1/PS2/PS3/PS4/PS5/DS/3DS/GBA/GB/NES/SNES/NGC/Genesis/Saturn Games, Controllers, Swag [W] Lists,Wants
If you would like to buy, please check my thread on /gamesale.
Photos upon request.
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Photos upon request.
| Storage Solutions | Condition |
|---|---|
| Thin Jewel Case for CD/DVD/Blu-Ray | New. Clear front, black back |
| Standard Jewel Case for CD/DVD/Blu-Ray | New. Clear front and back |
| Genesis/Famicom Retro Protection | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| Super Famicom Cartridge Retro Protection | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| SNES Cartridge Retro Protection | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| NES Cartridge Retro Protection | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| amiibo | Condition |
|---|---|
| Tears of the Kingdom Link | Loose |
| Ocarina of Time Link | Loose |
| Majora's Mask Link | Loose |
| Smash Bros. Link | Loose |
| Skyward Sword Link | Loose |
| Zelda & Loftwing | Loose |
| Wind Waker Link | Loose |
| Wind Waker Zelda | Loose |
| Twilight Princess Link | Loose |
| Wolf Link and Midna | Loose |
| Callie | Loose |
| Marie | Loose |
| Inkling Boy [Neon Green] | Loose |
| Inkling Girl [Neon Pink] | Loose |
| Inkling Squid [Neon Purple] | Loose |
| Splatoon 2 Pearl | Loose |
| Splatoon 2 Marina | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Inkling [Yellow] | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Octoling [Blue] | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Small Fry | Loose |
| Zelda Loftwing | New In Box |
| Sanrio amiibo cards | Sealed Pack |
| Mario Cereal Box | Cereal Removed/Flattened |
| Isabelle Summer Outfit | Open Box |
| Cyrus/K.K./Reese | New In Box/Damaged box |
| Tom Nook | New In Box |
| Mabel | New In Box |
| Digital Codes | Condition |
|---|---|
| SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE WORLD-STANDARD EDITION-US | Switch Digital Code |
| Figures | Condition |
|---|---|
| Chrono Trigger Chrono (Crono)/Robo/Eira (Ayla) Formation Arts Figure | Loose figure, most limbs are detachable by design, no missing parts |
| Pit Figma Figure | First Edition, Open Box, Contains everything but AR cards |
| Lillie (Pokemon) Nendoroid | Sealed. US edition from the Pokemon Center |
| Pixel Pal Mega Man | Sealed, damaged box |
| Pixel Pal SMB3 Mario | Sealed |
| Pixel Pal SMB3 Luigi | Sealed |
| Tracer Nendoroid (730) | Sealed |
| Tracer (Blizzard Entertainment Cute But Deadly Series 2 Vinyl) | Loose figure |
| Switch | Condition |
|---|---|
| Adventure Acedamia | Sealed |
| Atelier Ryza 3 | Complete in Box |
| Azure Striker Gunvolt Striker Pack | Sealed |
| Bendy and the Ink Machine | Complete in Box |
| Cruel King and the Great Hero Storybook Edition | Complete in Box |
| Ender Lilies | Sealed, Japan Import |
| Grim Fandango Remastered | Complete in Box, no slip cover |
| Labyrinth of Refrain | Loose |
| Legend of Zelda Tears of the Kingdom | Sealed |
| Metroid Dread Collector's Edition | Sealed, a few dings associated with shipping |
| Monster Hunter Stories 2 Collector's Edition | Sealed |
| The Mummy Demastered | Complete in Box |
| River City Girls | Complete in Box, US Copy, Best Buy Variant |
| Shadowverse Champion's Battle | Loose |
| Shantae | Sealed |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge | Sealed |
| Shantae Collector's Edition | Sealed |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge Collector's Edition | Sealed |
| Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Cowabunga Collection | Sealed |
| Wonder Boy: The Dragon's Trap | Complete in Box |
| Yu-Gi-Oh Legacy of the Duelist: Link Evolution | Loose |
| Wii | Condition |
|---|---|
| Batallion Wars 2 | Game and Case |
| Castle of Shikigami III | Complete in Box |
| Okami | Game and Case |
| WiiU Games | Condition |
|---|---|
| Batman Arkham City Armored Edition | Sealed |
| Disney Infinity 2.0 | Sealed |
| Nintendoland | Complete in Box |
| Star Fox Guard | Complete in Box |
| Turbo Super Stunt Squad | Complete in Box, Art/Manual damage |
| DS | Condition |
|---|---|
| Animal Crossing Wild World | Game, Case, and inserts. No Manual |
| Final Fantasy Fables Chocobo's Dungeon DS+ | Complete in Box, Japanese Import |
| Izuna 2 The Unemployed Ninja Returns | Loose |
| Super Scribblenauts | Loose |
| 3DS | Condition |
|---|---|
| Kid Icarus Uprising (Japanese) | Game, Manual, and Case (No Big Box) |
| Kid Icarus Uprising | Complete in Box, Includes Big Box, Stand and AR cards |
| Senran Kagura Deep Crimson Double D Edition | Sealed |
| GBA | Condition |
|---|---|
| Car Battler Joe | Loose. Label imperfections |
| Chocobo Land A Game of Dice | Loose |
| Lady Sia | Loose, EU import |
| Lady Sia | Loose. Label imperfections |
| Super Mario Advance | No label |
| GB | Condition |
|---|---|
| Alleyway | Loose |
| Kid Dracula | Loose |
| NES | Condition |
|---|---|
| Adventure Island II | Loose |
| Faria | Game and Box. Box has some wear |
| Kid Icarus | Game, Box, and Manual; Box shows wear; Protective case for box and manual included |
| Rainbow Islands | Loose |
| Super Mario Bros & Duck Hunt | Loose |
| SNES | Condition |
|---|---|
| Metal Marines | Loose |
| Secret of Mana | Loose |
| Super Punch-Out | Loose |
| Super Scope 6 | Loose |
| Wild Guns | Loose, Bad Label Damage |
| Gamecube | Condition |
|---|---|
| Cubivore | Loose disc |
| Pikmin | Player's Choice, Complete In Box |
| Star Fox Assault | Loose disc |
| Resident Evil 0 | Player's Choice, Case and Discs, no manual |
| Resident Evil | Player's Choice, Complete In Box |
| Resident Evil | Complete In Box |
| Resident Evil 4 | Complete In Box, Disc 2 has label wrinkles |
| Super Mario Sunshine | Game and case, no manual |
| Sega Genesis | Condition |
|---|---|
| Jurrassic Park | Loose cartridge, Sharpie on Label |
| Phantasy Star IV | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Quackshot | Complete In Box |
| Rocket Knight Adventures | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Spider-Man | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Sega Saturn | Condition |
|---|---|
| NiGHTS Into Dreams | Complete in Box, Not for Resale Edition |
| Night Warriors Darkstalkers' Revenge | Loose |
| Sega Dreamcast | Condition |
|---|---|
| Project Justice | Complete in Box, page 2 detached from manual. |
| Power Stone 2 | Loose |
| PSP | Condition |
|---|---|
| Daxter | Loose, Greatest Hits, Not For Resale |
| Power Stone Collection | Loose |
| Silent Hill Origins | Game and Case |
| PS1 | Condition |
|---|---|
| Castlevania Chronicles | Complete in Box |
| Chocobo Racing | Loose |
| Chocobo no Fushigi na Dungeon | Complete in Box, Japanese Import |
| Chocobo's Dungeon 2 | Complete in Box, Manual is badly water damaged |
| Dark Stalkers | Loose slim case version |
| Dark Stalkers 3 | Disc and Manual, no back art |
| Rival Schools | Complete in Box |
| Silent Hill | Loose disc, Greatest Hits |
| Valkyrie Profile | Discs and Case, no manual |
| World of Dragon Warrior Torneko The Last Hope | Loose |
| Xenogears | Complete in Box |
| PS2 | Condition |
|---|---|
| Avatar The Last Airbender | Disc and Case |
| Baldur's Gate Dark Alliance | Complete in Box; Greatest Hits |
| Bully | Greatest Hits, game & artwork |
| Burnout 3 Takedown | Complete, Water Damage on back cover art |
| Burnout Dominator | Case and Disc, Disc has superficial scratches but still boots |
| Castlevania Curse of Darkness | Loose, Disc has light scratching |
| Crash Bandicoot The Wrath of Cortex | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai | Complete in Box |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | Complete in Box; Greatest Hits |
| Final Fantasy X | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Final Fantasy X-2 | Complete; Greatest Hits |
| Haunting Ground | Complete in Box, Water Damage on art and manual |
| Killzone | Complete in Box |
| Grand Theft Auto Vice City | Disc, Case, Poster, No Manual |
| .Hack Infection | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Mutation | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Outbreak | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Quaratine | Discs and Case, no manual |
| Marvel vs Capcom 2 | Cracked Disc, won't boot for me. Comes with case, no manual |
| Metal Gear Solid 2 Sons of Liberty | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Naruto Ultimate Ninja 2 | Disc and Case |
| Need for Speed Underground | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Need for Speed Underground 2 | Complete in Box |
| Need for Speed Hot Pursuit 2 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Resident Evil Dead Aim | Game and Case, No manual |
| Scarface | Complete; Greatest Hits |
| Simpsons Road Rage | Loose, Greatest Hits |
| Valkyrie Profile 2 | Complete In Box, some wear on the artwork and manual |
| Tekken Tag Tournament | Disc and Case, Greatest Hits, Full side Movie Gallery sticker on DVD face |
| PS3 | Condition |
|---|---|
| Sports Champions | Complete in Box |
| PS4 | Condition |
|---|---|
| APEX Construct | Sealed |
| Gravity Rush Remastered | Loose |
| J-Stars Victory VS+ | Loose |
| SteamWorld Dig 2 | Sealed |
| PS5 | Condition |
|---|---|
| Battlefield 2042 | Complete in Box |
| Final Fantasy VII Rebirth Deluxe Eiditon | Sealed |
| XBOX One | Condition |
|---|---|
| Watchdogs | Sealed |
| Consoles | Condition |
|---|---|
| Monster Hunter Rise Edition Switch | New in Box (No game code) |
| Oculus Quest 1 | Complete in Box |
| Playstation 2 w/FreeMcBoot | Original PS2 "Fat" system. Won't read PS1 or blue PS2 discs. Laser could be ready to go bad, or just need re-alignment. Comes with a Yellow PS2 Memory Card that has FreeMcBoot on it. Free McBoot will allow you to to play games off of a hard drive if desired. No cords/controllers included. |
| Pokemon Scarlet/Violet Edition OLED Switch | New In Box |
| SNES Jr. | Includes Deck, RF Coax Cable, Third Party AC Adapter, and Third Party Controller. Small crack on the corner. |
| Splatoon 3 Edition OLED Switch | New In Box |
| Controllers | Condition |
|---|---|
| FortniteWildcat Joy-Con Set | Comes from the Fortnite Edition Console, never used |
| Joy-Con Grip | Bagged/Unused - Came with console |
| Oculus Quest 1/Rift S Left Controller | Used but very good condition. Comes with silicon case |
| Oculus Quest 1/Rift S Right Controller | Used but very good condition. Comes with silicon case |
| Platinum Gamecube Controller | Third Party, no nintendo logo, wired, good condition |
| Joy-Con (Left/Gray) | Good, no drift |
| Joy-Con (Right/Neon Red) | Good, no drift, Factory refurbished |
| SNES Controller | Third Party, no nintendo logo |
| SPIN Z WiiU Pro Controller | Black, Near Mint |
| Misc. | Condition |
|---|---|
| Chocobo White Mage Plush | Good |
| Chocobo Mystery Dungeon Everybuddy Pin | Thief costume |
| Chocobo's Dungeon Card Game Monsters Expansion Pack | Sealed |
| Black MagicGate 8MB PS2 Memory Card | Has Free McBoot loaded onto the card |
| Yellow Nyko MagicGate 8MB PS2 Memory Card | Has Free McBoot loaded onto the card |
| The Art of Splatoon 2 | Sealed |
| Mario Kart 8 Target Pre-Order Keychain | Sealed. Cut in the film. |
| Nintendo Switch AC Adapter | Gently used |
| Nintendo 64 Memory Jumper Pack | OEM/Authentic Regular Pack, not to be confused with the expansion |
| Super Smash Bros. Ultimate Pre-Order Coin | Sealed |
| Breath of the Wild Sheikah Coin | From BotW Special Edition, Good condition |
| Pokken Art Cel Pre-Order Bonus | Sealed |
| Blastoise New 3DS Plates | Plates are mint and unused |
| Nintendo 3DS Stand | OEM, Came with Kid Icarus Uprising |
| Kid Icarus Uprising Players Guide (Imported from Japan, no AR cards) | Shows a little wear |
| Kid Icarus AR Card Set (205/404) | Contains 249/402 different North American (AKDE) cards, no duplicates. An itemized list can be provided upon request. |
| Kid Icarus AR - Pit Rally Cry Sealed Pack | Sealed pack of cards that contains AKDE-403,014,086 |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge 2 LP Soundtrack Vinyl | Sealed |
| Super Mario Wonder Framed Art Print | Comes from Best Buy, Sealed |
| Tears of the Kingdom Pin Set (The Legend of Zelda) | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Tears of the Kingdom Art Book (The Legend of Zelda) | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Tears of the Kingdom Poster (The Legend of Zelda) | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Portal 2 Wheatley LED Flashlight | Sealed |
| Cases/Boxes/Inserts | Condition |
|---|---|
| Chrono Trigger Manual | SNES, Slight Wear |
| Chrono Trigger Orange Border Map | Slight Water Damage, 2 Pin holes in the folds, frame optional |
| Chrono Trigger Green Border Map | Slight Water Damage |
| Disgaea 1 Rosen Queen Edition | Everything but the game |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | Greatest Hits Artwork |
| Shantae Slip Cover | Limited Run Nintendo Switch 5 Game Slip cover with protector |
| Burnout Revenge | PS2 case and manual |
| Doom Eternal Steelbook | PS4 Sealed, no game |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Infection | PS2 case and manual |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Mutation | Empty Case only |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Outbreak | PS2 case and manual |
| Dragonball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | PS2 Greatest Hits Case Only, damaged clips but artwork is in good shape |
| The Legend of Zelda Tears of the Kingdom Collector's Edition | Includes everything but the game |
| Metroid Dread Special Edition | Box only, damaged from shipping |
| God of War Chains of Olympus | Case and Manual Only |
| Gran Turismo 3 A-spec | PS2 case only, 'Not For Sale' version |
| Super Smash Bros Ultimate Nintendo Switch ConsoleBox Only | Empty Box, good condition |
| Animal Crossing Nintendo Switch Console Box Only | Empty Box, good condition |
| Pokemon Dialga & Palkia Switch Lite Box Only | Empty Box, good condition |
| Rival Schools Front Artwork | Just the front artwork |
| Fortnite Nintendo Switch Console Box Only | Empty Box, good condition |
| The Witcher III Wild Hunt | Empty Case, good condition |
| Tears of the Kingdom Steelbook (The Legend of Zelda) | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Empty Case, Mint |
| Witch's Wish Box | Empty Box, good condition |
| Freebies | Condition |
|---|---|
| Playstation 2 IDE Connector | Upgraded my HD Adapter to SATA, these are the old/leftover connectors. |
| Nintendo Switch Cart Caddy | 3D Printed. Holds 16 carts. Can connect to an OEM dock. |
| Yoshi Mario Kart Keychain | Good |
| Small Jotaro Kujo Figure | 3D Printed. From Jojo's Bizarre Adventure All-Star Battle-R |
| Large Jotaro Kujo Figure | 3D Printed. From Jojo's Bizarre Adventure All-Star Battle-R |
| 2 Cartridge DS Travel Case | 2 Cartridge DS Travel Case |
| 4 Cartridge DS Travel Case | 4 Cartridge DS Travel Case |
| Wonderswan Display Stand | 3D Printed. Does not fit Wonderswan Crystal |
| Lavos Figure | 3D printed in PLA Wood Filament. Not my model, found on thingiverse. |
| Wants | Console |
|---|---|
| Kid Icarus Uprising AR Cards: AKDE-025 AKDE-039 (Will consider others) | None |
| Asheron's Call Memorabilia | PC |
| Game & Watch Devices (Excluding 35th Mario & Zelda editions) | G&W |
| Trip World | GB |
| Classic NES Series: Excitebike | GBA |
| Classic NES Series: Dr. Mario | GBA |
| Classic NES Series: Pac-Man | GBA |
| Kirby Tilt 'n' Tumble | GBA |
| Pokemon Puzzle Challenge | GBC |
| R.O.B. Accessories | NES |
| Yo Noid | NES |
| Pirates Of Dark Water | SNES |
| Chrono Trigger Box/Inserts | SNES |
| Marvel Super Heroes War of the Gems | SNES |
| Ribbit King | NGC |
| Mario Wonder Cards/Pins Pre-Order Bonuses | None |
| Metal Gear Acid | PSP |
| Racing Lagoon | PS1 |
| Parasite Eve 2 | PS1 |
| Red Ninja (Art/Manual) | PS2 |
| Night Warriors Darkstalkers Revenge (Case & Manual Only) | Saturn |
| Wonderswan Games | Wonderswan |
| DS Download Station 1-8,10,11,12,14,16,17,20 | DS |
| Oni | PS2 |
| Sega Master System Games | Master System |
| ROG Ally Extreme | PC |
2024.05.14 16:58 SystemSpark [USA] [H] Pixel Pals, FF7 Rebirth DE; Car Battler Joe, Haunting Grounds, Chrono Trigger Maps, Cubivore, Turbo, Project Justice, Xenogears, Power Stone 2, Faria, Izuna 2, amiibo, Switch/Wii/WiiU/PSP/PS1/PS2/PS3/PS4/PS5/DS/3DS/GBA/GB/NES/SNES/NGC/Genesis/Saturn Games, Controllers, Swag [W] Paypal F&F
Prices are subjective, negotiable, and do not include shipping. If you would like to trade, check out my thread on /gameswap. Also accepting Cashapp and Venmo. One Freebie per order. Photos upon request.
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| Storage Solutions | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Thin Jewel Case for CD/DVD/Blu-Ray | 1/per | New. Clear front, black back |
| Standard Jewel Case for CD/DVD/Blu-Ray | 1/per | New. Clear front and back |
| Genesis/Famicom Retro Protection | 1/per | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| Super Famicom Cartridge Retro Protection | 1/per | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| SNES Cartridge Retro Protection | 1/per | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| NES Cartridge Retro Protection | 1/per | New, PET acid-free plastic cartridge protector |
| amiibo | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Tears of the Kingdom Link | 25 | Loose |
| Ocarina of Time Link | 25 | Loose |
| Majora's Mask Link | 30 | Loose |
| Smash Bros. Link | 20 | Loose |
| Skyward Sword Link | 20 | Loose |
| Zelda & Loftwing | 15 | Loose |
| Wind Waker Link | 20 | Loose |
| Wind Waker Zelda | 20 | Loose |
| Twilight Princess Link | 50 | Loose |
| Wolf Link and Midna | 25 | Loose |
| Callie | 20 | Loose |
| Marie | 20 | Loose |
| Inkling Boy [Neon Green] | 15 | Loose |
| Inkling Girl [Neon Pink] | 25 | Loose |
| Inkling Squid [Neon Purple] | 17 | Loose |
| Splatoon 2 Pearl | 20 | Loose |
| Splatoon 2 Marina | 20 | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Inkling [Yellow] | 22 | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Octoling [Blue] | 20 | Loose |
| Splatoon 3 Small Fry | 20 | Loose |
| Zelda Loftwing | 30 | New In Box |
| Sanrio amiibo cards | 12 | Sealed Pack |
| Mario Cereal Box | 15 | Cereal Removed/Flattened |
| Isabelle Summer Outfit | 40 | Open Box |
| Cyrus/K.K./Reese | 18 | New In Box/Damaged box |
| Tom Nook | 12 | New In Box |
| Mabel | 9 | New In Box |
| Digital Codes | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE WORLD-STANDARD EDITION-US | 10 | Switch Digital Code |
| Figures | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Chrono Trigger Chrono (Crono)/Robo/Eira (Ayla) Formation Arts Figure | 100 | Loose figure, most limbs are detachable by design, no missing parts |
| Pit Figma Figure | 90 | First Edition, Open Box, Contains everything but AR cards |
| Lillie (Pokemon) Nendoroid | 300 | Sealed. US edition from the Pokemon Center |
| Pixel Pal Mega Man | 30 | Sealed, damaged box |
| Pixel Pal SMB3 Mario | 30 | Sealed |
| Pixel Pal SMB3 Luigi | 30 | Sealed |
| Tracer Nendoroid (730) | 30 | Sealed |
| Tracer (Blizzard Entertainment Cute But Deadly Series 2 Vinyl) | 8 | Loose figure |
| Switch | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Adventure Acedamia | 30 | Sealed |
| Atelier Ryza 3 | 90 | Complete in Box |
| Azure Striker Gunvolt Striker Pack | 40 | Sealed |
| Bendy and the Ink Machine | 30 | Complete in Box |
| Cruel King and the Great Hero Storybook Edition | 60 | Complete in Box |
| Ender Lilies | 55 | Sealed, Japan Import |
| Grim Fandango Remastered | 45 | Complete in Box, no slip cover |
| Labyrinth of Refrain | 65 | Loose |
| Legend of Zelda Tears of the Kingdom | 60 | Sealed |
| Metroid Dread Collector's Edition | 110 | Sealed, a few dings associated with shipping |
| Monster Hunter Stories 2 Collector's Edition | 160 | Sealed |
| The Mummy Demastered | 55 | Complete in Box |
| River City Girls | 120 | Complete in Box, US Copy, Best Buy Variant |
| Shadowverse Champion's Battle | 15 | Loose |
| Shantae | 50 | Sealed |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge | 50 | Sealed |
| Shantae Collector's Edition | 150 | Sealed |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge Collector's Edition | 150 | Sealed |
| Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Cowabunga Collection | 30 | Sealed |
| Wonder Boy: The Dragon's Trap | 40 | Complete in Box |
| Yu-Gi-Oh Legacy of the Duelist: Link Evolution | 18 | Loose |
| Wii | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Batallion Wars 2 | 11 | Game and Case |
| Castle of Shikigami III | 75 | Complete in Box |
| Okami | 10 | Game and Case |
| WiiU Games | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Batman Arkham City Armored Edition | 40 | Sealed |
| Disney Infinity 2.0 | 15 | Sealed |
| Nintendoland | 10 | Complete in Box |
| Star Fox Guard | 10 | Complete in Box |
| Turbo Super Stunt Squad | 200 | Complete in Box, Art/Manual damage |
| DS | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Animal Crossing Wild World | 35 | Game, Case, and inserts. No Manual |
| Final Fantasy Fables Chocobo's Dungeon DS+ | 25 | Complete in Box, Japanese Import |
| Izuna 2 The Unemployed Ninja Returns | 70 | Loose |
| Super Scribblenauts | 5 | Loose |
| 3DS | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Kid Icarus Uprising (Japanese) | 40 | Game, Manual, and Case (No Big Box) |
| Kid Icarus Uprising | 120 | Complete in Box, Includes Big Box, Stand and AR cards |
| Senran Kagura Deep Crimson Double D Edition | 75 | Sealed |
| GBA | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Car Battler Joe | 180 | Loose. Label imperfections |
| Chocobo Land A Game of Dice | 15 | Loose |
| Lady Sia | 30 | Loose, EU import |
| Lady Sia | 50 | Loose. Label imperfections |
| Super Mario Advance | 13 | No label |
| GB | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Alleyway | 5 | Loose |
| Kid Dracula | 240 | Loose |
| NES | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Adventure Island II | 25 | Loose |
| Faria | 200 | Game and Box. Box has some wear |
| Kid Icarus | 180 | Game, Box, and Manual; Box shows wear; Protective case for box and manual included |
| Rainbow Islands | 35 | Loose |
| Super Mario Bros & Duck Hunt | 10 | Loose |
| SNES | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Metal Marines | 90 | Loose |
| Secret of Mana | 55 | Loose |
| Super Punch-Out | 25 | Loose |
| Super Scope 6 | 22 | Loose |
| Wild Guns | 270 | Loose, Bad Label Damage |
| Gamecube | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Cubivore | 350 | Loose disc |
| Pikmin | 50 | Player's Choice, Complete In Box |
| Star Fox Assault | 30 | Loose disc |
| Resident Evil 0 | 15 | Player's Choice, Case and Discs, no manual |
| Resident Evil | 25 | Player's Choice, Complete In Box |
| Resident Evil | 27 | Complete In Box |
| Resident Evil 4 | 30 | Complete In Box, Disc 2 has label wrinkles |
| Super Mario Sunshine | 40 | Game and case, no manual |
| Sega Genesis | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Jurrassic Park | 10 | Loose cartridge, Sharpie on Label |
| Phantasy Star IV | 70 | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Quackshot | 40 | Complete In Box |
| Rocket Knight Adventures | 37 | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Spider-Man | 12 | Loose cartridge, Label Damage |
| Sega Saturn | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| NiGHTS Into Dreams | 40 | Complete in Box, Not for Resale Edition |
| Night Warriors Darkstalkers' Revenge | 50 | Loose |
| Sega Dreamcast | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Project Justice | 225 | Complete in Box, page 2 detached from manual. |
| Power Stone 2 | 90 | Loose |
| PSP | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Daxter | 10 | Loose, Greatest Hits, Not For Resale |
| Power Stone Collection | 30 | Loose |
| Silent Hill Origins | 50 | Game and Case |
| PS1 | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Castlevania Chronicles | 165 | Complete in Box |
| Chocobo Racing | 55 | Loose |
| Chocobo no Fushigi na Dungeon | 20 | Complete in Box, Japanese Import |
| Chocobo's Dungeon 2 | 70 | Complete in Box, Manual is badly water damaged |
| Dark Stalkers | 70 | Loose slim case version |
| Dark Stalkers 3 | 50 | Disc and Manual, no back art |
| Rival Schools | 130 | Complete in Box |
| Silent Hill | 105 | Loose disc, Greatest Hits |
| Valkyrie Profile | 325 | Discs and Case, no manual |
| World of Dragon Warrior Torneko The Last Hope | 90 | Loose |
| Xenogears | 150 | Complete in Box |
| PS2 | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Avatar The Last Airbender | 10 | Disc and Case |
| Baldur's Gate Dark Alliance | 17 | Complete in Box; Greatest Hits |
| Bully | 15 | Greatest Hits, game & artwork |
| Burnout 3 Takedown | 11 | Complete, Water Damage on back cover art |
| Burnout Dominator | 9 | Case and Disc, Disc has superficial scratches but still boots |
| Castlevania Curse of Darkness | 60 | Loose, Disc has light scratching |
| Crash Bandicoot The Wrath of Cortex | 10 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai | 11 | Complete in Box |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | 15 | Complete in Box; Greatest Hits |
| Final Fantasy X | 6 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Final Fantasy X-2 | 6 | Complete; Greatest Hits |
| Haunting Ground | 300 | Complete in Box, Water Damage on art and manual |
| Killzone | 15 | Complete in Box |
| Grand Theft Auto Vice City | 10 | Disc, Case, Poster, No Manual |
| .Hack Infection | 20 | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Mutation | 45 | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Outbreak | 65 | Complete in Box, Includes Anime DVD |
| .Hack Quaratine | 300 | Discs and Case, no manual |
| Marvel vs Capcom 2 | 60 | Cracked Disc, won't boot for me. Comes with case, no manual |
| Metal Gear Solid 2 Sons of Liberty | 10 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Naruto Ultimate Ninja 2 | 10 | Disc and Case |
| Need for Speed Underground | 10 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Need for Speed Underground 2 | 24 | Complete in Box |
| Need for Speed Hot Pursuit 2 | 10 | Greatest Hits, Used, Disc and Case |
| Resident Evil Dead Aim | 50 | Game and Case, No manual |
| Scarface | 40 | Complete; Greatest Hits |
| Simpsons Road Rage | 15 | Loose, Greatest Hits |
| Valkyrie Profile 2 | 40 | Complete In Box, some wear on the artwork and manual |
| Tekken Tag Tournament | 10 | Disc and Case, Greatest Hits, Full side Movie Gallery sticker on DVD face |
| PS3 | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Sports Champions | 10 | Complete in Box |
| PS4 | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| APEX Construct | 15 | Sealed |
| Gravity Rush Remastered | 60 | Loose |
| J-Stars Victory VS+ | 30 | Loose |
| SteamWorld Dig 2 | 20 | Sealed |
| PS5 | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Battlefield 2042 | 20 | Complete in Box |
| Final Fantasy VII Rebirth Deluxe Eiditon | 150 | Sealed |
| XBOX One | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Watchdogs | 15 | Sealed |
| Consoles | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Monster Hunter Rise Edition Switch | 420 | New in Box (No game code) |
| Oculus Quest 1 | 180 | Complete in Box |
| Playstation 2 w/FreeMcBoot | 80 | Original PS2 "Fat" system. Won't read PS1 or blue PS2 discs. Laser could be ready to go bad, or just need re-alignment. Comes with a Yellow PS2 Memory Card that has FreeMcBoot on it. Free McBoot will allow you to to play games off of a hard drive if desired. No cords/controllers included. |
| Pokemon Scarlet/Violet Edition OLED Switch | 400 | New In Box |
| SNES Jr. | 120 | Includes Deck, RF Coax Cable, Third Party AC Adapter, and Third Party Controller. Small crack on the corner. |
| Splatoon 3 Edition OLED Switch | 400 | New In Box |
| Controllers | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| FortniteWildcat Joy-Con Set | 120 | Comes from the Fortnite Edition Console, never used |
| Joy-Con Grip | 8 | Bagged/Unused - Came with console |
| Oculus Quest 1/Rift S Left Controller | 115 | Used but very good condition. Comes with silicon case |
| Oculus Quest 1/Rift S Right Controller | 115 | Used but very good condition. Comes with silicon case |
| Platinum Gamecube Controller | 20 | Third Party, no nintendo logo, wired, good condition |
| Joy-Con (Left/Gray) | 35 | Good, no drift |
| Joy-Con (Right/Neon Red) | 35 | Good, no drift, Factory refurbished |
| SNES Controller | 10 | Third Party, no nintendo logo |
| SPIN Z WiiU Pro Controller | 25 | Black, Near Mint |
| Misc. | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Chocobo White Mage Plush | 20 | Good |
| Chocobo Mystery Dungeon Everybuddy Pin | 5 | Thief costume |
| Chocobo's Dungeon Card Game Monsters Expansion Pack | 25 | Sealed |
| Black MagicGate 8MB PS2 Memory Card | 20 | Has Free McBoot loaded onto the card |
| Yellow Nyko MagicGate 8MB PS2 Memory Card | 20 | Has Free McBoot loaded onto the card |
| The Art of Splatoon 2 | 300 | Sealed |
| Mario Kart 8 Target Pre-Order Keychain | 10 | Sealed. Cut in the film. |
| Nintendo Switch AC Adapter | 20 | Gently used |
| Nintendo 64 Memory Jumper Pack | 20 | OEM/Authentic Regular Pack, not to be confused with the expansion |
| Super Smash Bros. Ultimate Pre-Order Coin | 15 | Sealed |
| Breath of the Wild Sheikah Coin | 25 | From BotW Special Edition, Good condition |
| Pokken Art Cel Pre-Order Bonus | 7 | Sealed |
| Blastoise New 3DS Plates | 200 | Plates are mint and unused |
| Nintendo 3DS Stand | 30 | OEM, Came with Kid Icarus Uprising |
| Kid Icarus Uprising Players Guide (Imported from Japan, no AR cards) | 30 | Shows a little wear |
| Kid Icarus AR Card Set (205/404) | 600 | Contains 249/402 different North American (AKDE) cards, no duplicates. An itemized list can be provided upon request. |
| Kid Icarus AR - Pit Rally Cry Sealed Pack | 20 | Sealed pack of cards that contains AKDE-403,014,086 |
| Shantae Risky's Revenge 2 LP Soundtrack Vinyl | 55 | Sealed |
| Super Mario Wonder Framed Art Print | 25 | Comes from Best Buy, Sealed |
| Tears of the Kingdom Pin Set (The Legend of Zelda) | 20 | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Tears of the Kingdom Art Book (The Legend of Zelda) | 65 | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Tears of the Kingdom Poster (The Legend of Zelda) | 20 | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Mint |
| Portal 2 Wheatley LED Flashlight | 120 | Sealed |
| Cases/Boxes/Inserts | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Chrono Trigger Manual | 100 | SNES, Slight Wear |
| Chrono Trigger Orange Border Map | 80 | Slight Water Damage, 2 Pin holes in the folds, frame optional |
| Chrono Trigger Green Border Map | 80 | Slight Water Damage |
| Disgaea 1 Rosen Queen Edition | 150 | Everything but the game |
| Dragon Ball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | 5 | Greatest Hits Artwork |
| Shantae Slip Cover | 100 | Limited Run Nintendo Switch 5 Game Slip cover with protector |
| Burnout Revenge | 5 | PS2 case and manual |
| Doom Eternal Steelbook | 15 | PS4 Sealed, no game |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Infection | 20 | PS2 case and manual |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Mutation | 20 | Empty Case only |
| Dot Hack (.HACK) Outbreak | 30 | PS2 case and manual |
| Dragonball Z Budokai Tenkaichi | 10 | PS2 Greatest Hits Case Only, damaged clips but artwork is in good shape |
| The Legend of Zelda Tears of the Kingdom Collector's Edition | 100 | Includes everything but the game |
| Metroid Dread Special Edition | 5 | Box only, damaged from shipping |
| God of War Chains of Olympus | 15 | Case and Manual Only |
| Gran Turismo 3 A-spec | 5 | PS2 case only, 'Not For Sale' version |
| Super Smash Bros Ultimate Nintendo Switch ConsoleBox Only | 90 | Empty Box, good condition |
| Animal Crossing Nintendo Switch Console Box Only | 20 | Empty Box, good condition |
| Pokemon Dialga & Palkia Switch Lite Box Only | 30 | Empty Box, good condition |
| Rival Schools Front Artwork | 25 | Just the front artwork |
| Fortnite Nintendo Switch Console Box Only | 20 | Empty Box, good condition |
| The Witcher III Wild Hunt | 20 | Empty Case, good condition |
| Tears of the Kingdom Steelbook (The Legend of Zelda) | 30 | From the TotK Collector's Edition. Empty Case, Mint |
| Witch's Wish Box | 50 | Empty Box, good condition |
| Freebies | Price | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Playstation 2 IDE Connector | Free with purchase | Upgraded my HD Adapter to SATA, these are the old/leftover connectors. |
| Nintendo Switch Cart Caddy | Free with purchase | 3D Printed. Holds 16 carts. Can connect to an OEM dock. |
| Yoshi Mario Kart Keychain | Free with purchase | Good |
| Small Jotaro Kujo Figure | Free with purchase | 3D Printed. From Jojo's Bizarre Adventure All-Star Battle-R |
| Large Jotaro Kujo Figure | Free with purchase | 3D Printed. From Jojo's Bizarre Adventure All-Star Battle-R |
| 2 Cartridge DS Travel Case | Free with purchase | 2 Cartridge DS Travel Case |
| 4 Cartridge DS Travel Case | Free with purchase | 4 Cartridge DS Travel Case |
| Wonderswan Display Stand | Free with purchase | 3D Printed. Does not fit Wonderswan Crystal |
| Lavos Figure | Free with purchase | 3D printed in PLA Wood Filament. Not my model, found on thingiverse. |
2024.05.14 16:33 CryptoMaximalist [Multisig Candidate] - u/CryptoMaximalist
I am nominating myself as a multisig candidate. I joined the mod team 6 years ago and have worked mostly behind the scenes since then. I am a non-doxxed information security professional, so I can promise excellent opsec and key management.
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Mod work
- I am a mod of CryptoCurrency, as well as satellite subs: CryptoMarkets, CryptoTechnology, CryptocurrencyMemes, CryptoCurrencyMoons, CryptoCurrencyMeta, CryptoHelp
- I have done typical mod work, as well as fighting organized manipulation such as the XMR attack and CoinLedger
- Significant AutoMod work
- I have built, run, and maintained u/ModToolBot, and adopted ccModBot and our topic limiter bot
- Co-founded the verification system, to attract and recognize crypto professionals like Kraken staff in our subreddit
Moons Work
- I held through the sunset
- Development work and hosting
- u/MoonsModBot - Balance flairs, custom flairs, governance flairs, membership flairs
- u/MOON2gas - Rebuilt and relaunched the gasbot, added Arb One support
- I have managed most of governance since the creation of Moons (shoutout to mvea, OA, and others who helped out when I couldn't)
- Notable governance proposals
- Creation of resources like the Pricing Calculator and Moons History document
2024.05.14 10:12 Is_Me_ Lyonel Grandison - Lord of Grandview
Discord: Lord of Rats
Reddit: Is_Me_
Name: Lyonel Grandison
Age: 24
Cultural Group: Stormlander
Appearance: Lyn is a strongly built man, standing at just over 6ft tall with a strong chest. He sports a mane of thick, golden blonde hair that falls just before his neck alongside a neatly trimmed and groomed beard. Lyonel is known to be a man of few smiles, almost always having a stern expression affixed to his face and a cold look in his eyes. He is rarely seen out of his armour, simple steel plate mail chased with gold, and is never seen without his cloak which presents his personal coat of arms. The sleeping lion of House Grandison encased in the fiery heart of R’hllor.
Traits: Strong
Skills: Swords (e), Andal Knight, Vanguard, Essosi Blademaster
Talents: Dancing, Linguistics, Theology
Negative Traits: n/a
Starting Title(s): Lord of Grandview, the Red
Starting Location: Opening Event
Biography
Lyonel was born to Lord Jon Grandison and Lady Aelinor Swann in the first year of Targaryen rule. Lyonel quickly proved himself to be a hot-tempered child, getting into constant fights with his younger brother Balon which they oft times settled through sparring. Through this, Lyonel quickly found his love for the sword and shield and his father, ever a man to encourage a martial inclination, made sure to fill his halls with stories of the Knight of Ninestars and the Winged Knight.
Lyonel’s relationship with his father began to strain when he was four-and-ten. Living in House Grandison’s seat of Grandview, at the mouth of the Dornish Marches, Lyn found himself surrounded by those who loathed their southern neighbours and resented the rising Bastard of Blackhaven for marrying one such woman. Feelings he himself simply couldn’t agree with. He had always been fascinated by the Dornish, their history, their culture, their wine and most of all their people. This tolerance clashed with his father on many occasions, a fact that only drove Lyonel towards the Dornish more.
Two years later, Lyonel joined a host led by Jon to venture south towards Blackhaven, a feigned show of support for the bastard that had taken root. There, in the depths of the Marches, Lyonel and Balon snuck away from camp and found themselves in the company of two commonfolk. Wyl and his older sister, Myriah. The sets of siblings became close companions, with Lyn and Myriah quickly becoming smitten with each other. A fact that they fought to keep hidden from his father for years. But nothing remains hidden forever.
The fury Jon Grandison flew into at his son bedding not only a common girl, but a Dornish common girl is often reserved for plays and works of art. He threatened to disinherit his son if he didn’t end the relationship immediately, something that Lyonel wasn’t willing to do. So Lyn thought that he must get his way in a manner even his father must respect, a duel. Lyonel thought it flawless. His father respected nothing if not martial prowess and surely the gods would support the case of true love fighting against cruel discrimination. So when Lyonel awoke in his bed with his head pounding, his father smug and his love missing, he found himself at the greatest loss of his life.
Lyonel was never a pious man. He rarely visited the Sept and found the lore of the Seven mind numbing but he had always believed, and always believed that they were good. With his faith and heart broken, he couldn’t stand to be around his father any longer and set off for the land where the Seven’s reach hadn’t taken root. Essos. Upon his twentieth nameday, Lyonel set off from a dock along the Sea of Dorne for the Free City of Pentos.
He quickly found shelter in the home of Ario Oratyrys, a merchant native to the city, who was more than eager to house Lyn and his companions, if only for the coin they brought in. On the third night after their arrival, Lyonel left in the dead of night and wandered the streets aimlessly. Eventually finding himself before the Great Temple of R’hllor and there he felt the heat of the fires and heard the crackling of the wood and found something that he had never found with the Seven. A calling. Lyonel returned the following morning a zealot, with a red priestess named Bellenora by his side.
And for the next few years of his life, Lyonel remained in Pentos studying the lore of his new god, and others besides, learning the languages of the Free Cities and an Essosi flair to his formidable sword skills. This peaceful life remained until one fateful morning, Lyonel received a letter from his brother detailing that their father had died and called him to return to Grandview to take the seat that was rightfully his. Filled with his newfound sense of duty and purpose, he set off for his ancestral home.
Timeline
1 AC: Birth of Lyonel Grandison
5 AC: Birth of Balon Grandison
10 AC: Lyonel discovers his love of swordplay and knightly culture
15 AC: Jon and Lyonel’s relationship begins to sour over the Dornish
17 AC: Jon leads party to Blackhaven, Lyonel meets Myriah and Wyl, Lyonel and Myriah begin their relationship
20AC: Jon discovers Myriah and Lyonel’s relationship, Lyonel duels Jon and loses, Myriah disappears (presumed dead)
21 AC: Lyonel departs with Wyl for Pentos, Lyonel meets Ario, Lyonel begins to follow R’hllor under the tutelage of Bellenora
24 AC: Jon dies, Lyonel returns from Pentos with his companions and becomes Lord of Grandview
25 AC: Present
Archetyped NPCs
Ser Balon Grandison (Master-at-Arms) {20}: Brother to Lyonel, wields a halberd which was a coming of age gift from Lyonel
Ser Wyl of Grandview (Marksman) {21}: Sister to Myriah and Lyonel’s closest companion, wields a bow and wears armour of boiled leather and crimson cloth
Bellenora (Scholar) {30}: Priestess of R’hllor who taught Lyonel about the faith, wears red silks and crimson ribbons in her black hair
Ser Harlan Staedmon (Tourney Knight) {19}: “Younger” of the Staedmon twins who served briefly under Lyonel’s father, wields a greatsword and is considered the more passionate of the two
Ser Harrold Staedmon (General) {19}: “Elder” of the Staedmon twins, favours an axe and shield but often works with a sword
Ario Oratyrys (Trader) {52}: Pentoshi merchant who took a shine to the dower Lyonel, always dresses in excessive fineries and has multiple rings across both of his hands
Lord Boris Staedmon (Castellan) {45}: Father of the twins and Castellan of Grandview under Jon’s rule, wears an tattered eye patch over on his right eye
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Reddit: Is_Me_
Name: Lyonel Grandison
Age: 24
Cultural Group: Stormlander
Appearance: Lyn is a strongly built man, standing at just over 6ft tall with a strong chest. He sports a mane of thick, golden blonde hair that falls just before his neck alongside a neatly trimmed and groomed beard. Lyonel is known to be a man of few smiles, almost always having a stern expression affixed to his face and a cold look in his eyes. He is rarely seen out of his armour, simple steel plate mail chased with gold, and is never seen without his cloak which presents his personal coat of arms. The sleeping lion of House Grandison encased in the fiery heart of R’hllor.
Traits: Strong
Skills: Swords (e), Andal Knight, Vanguard, Essosi Blademaster
Talents: Dancing, Linguistics, Theology
Negative Traits: n/a
Starting Title(s): Lord of Grandview, the Red
Starting Location: Opening Event
Biography
Lyonel was born to Lord Jon Grandison and Lady Aelinor Swann in the first year of Targaryen rule. Lyonel quickly proved himself to be a hot-tempered child, getting into constant fights with his younger brother Balon which they oft times settled through sparring. Through this, Lyonel quickly found his love for the sword and shield and his father, ever a man to encourage a martial inclination, made sure to fill his halls with stories of the Knight of Ninestars and the Winged Knight.
Lyonel’s relationship with his father began to strain when he was four-and-ten. Living in House Grandison’s seat of Grandview, at the mouth of the Dornish Marches, Lyn found himself surrounded by those who loathed their southern neighbours and resented the rising Bastard of Blackhaven for marrying one such woman. Feelings he himself simply couldn’t agree with. He had always been fascinated by the Dornish, their history, their culture, their wine and most of all their people. This tolerance clashed with his father on many occasions, a fact that only drove Lyonel towards the Dornish more.
Two years later, Lyonel joined a host led by Jon to venture south towards Blackhaven, a feigned show of support for the bastard that had taken root. There, in the depths of the Marches, Lyonel and Balon snuck away from camp and found themselves in the company of two commonfolk. Wyl and his older sister, Myriah. The sets of siblings became close companions, with Lyn and Myriah quickly becoming smitten with each other. A fact that they fought to keep hidden from his father for years. But nothing remains hidden forever.
The fury Jon Grandison flew into at his son bedding not only a common girl, but a Dornish common girl is often reserved for plays and works of art. He threatened to disinherit his son if he didn’t end the relationship immediately, something that Lyonel wasn’t willing to do. So Lyn thought that he must get his way in a manner even his father must respect, a duel. Lyonel thought it flawless. His father respected nothing if not martial prowess and surely the gods would support the case of true love fighting against cruel discrimination. So when Lyonel awoke in his bed with his head pounding, his father smug and his love missing, he found himself at the greatest loss of his life.
Lyonel was never a pious man. He rarely visited the Sept and found the lore of the Seven mind numbing but he had always believed, and always believed that they were good. With his faith and heart broken, he couldn’t stand to be around his father any longer and set off for the land where the Seven’s reach hadn’t taken root. Essos. Upon his twentieth nameday, Lyonel set off from a dock along the Sea of Dorne for the Free City of Pentos.
He quickly found shelter in the home of Ario Oratyrys, a merchant native to the city, who was more than eager to house Lyn and his companions, if only for the coin they brought in. On the third night after their arrival, Lyonel left in the dead of night and wandered the streets aimlessly. Eventually finding himself before the Great Temple of R’hllor and there he felt the heat of the fires and heard the crackling of the wood and found something that he had never found with the Seven. A calling. Lyonel returned the following morning a zealot, with a red priestess named Bellenora by his side.
And for the next few years of his life, Lyonel remained in Pentos studying the lore of his new god, and others besides, learning the languages of the Free Cities and an Essosi flair to his formidable sword skills. This peaceful life remained until one fateful morning, Lyonel received a letter from his brother detailing that their father had died and called him to return to Grandview to take the seat that was rightfully his. Filled with his newfound sense of duty and purpose, he set off for his ancestral home.
Timeline
1 AC: Birth of Lyonel Grandison
5 AC: Birth of Balon Grandison
10 AC: Lyonel discovers his love of swordplay and knightly culture
15 AC: Jon and Lyonel’s relationship begins to sour over the Dornish
17 AC: Jon leads party to Blackhaven, Lyonel meets Myriah and Wyl, Lyonel and Myriah begin their relationship
20AC: Jon discovers Myriah and Lyonel’s relationship, Lyonel duels Jon and loses, Myriah disappears (presumed dead)
21 AC: Lyonel departs with Wyl for Pentos, Lyonel meets Ario, Lyonel begins to follow R’hllor under the tutelage of Bellenora
24 AC: Jon dies, Lyonel returns from Pentos with his companions and becomes Lord of Grandview
25 AC: Present
Archetyped NPCs
Ser Balon Grandison (Master-at-Arms) {20}: Brother to Lyonel, wields a halberd which was a coming of age gift from Lyonel
Ser Wyl of Grandview (Marksman) {21}: Sister to Myriah and Lyonel’s closest companion, wields a bow and wears armour of boiled leather and crimson cloth
Bellenora (Scholar) {30}: Priestess of R’hllor who taught Lyonel about the faith, wears red silks and crimson ribbons in her black hair
Ser Harlan Staedmon (Tourney Knight) {19}: “Younger” of the Staedmon twins who served briefly under Lyonel’s father, wields a greatsword and is considered the more passionate of the two
Ser Harrold Staedmon (General) {19}: “Elder” of the Staedmon twins, favours an axe and shield but often works with a sword
Ario Oratyrys (Trader) {52}: Pentoshi merchant who took a shine to the dower Lyonel, always dresses in excessive fineries and has multiple rings across both of his hands
Lord Boris Staedmon (Castellan) {45}: Father of the twins and Castellan of Grandview under Jon’s rule, wears an tattered eye patch over on his right eye
2024.05.14 04:14 Bleachers24 Shenzhen Idea Light Limited
Huge thank-you to everyone who's provided such great RLT technical and anecdotal information on this sub.
Finally dipped a toe into the pool and bought my first device recently, a belt from Shenzhen Idea Light Limited.
Thought my journey with them might be helpful to others.
I decided on the company based on all the supporting evidence and shopped them on AliBaba, AliExpress as well as contacting them directly.
Their AliBaba page has multiple listings of the exact same product with different shipping prices.
The AliExpress price was the highest and the listing offered a significant "coin discount" that didn't reflect in the cart. AE customer service pointed to the seller and the seller pointed to AE.
When I contacted the company directly for a quote, I mentioned I was also interested in a mask and asked if there was a package price. If not, could they at least adjust the shipping charge since they'd arrive in the same parcel. No go.
I ended up ordering just the belt from AliBaba and it arrived after a few weeks.
It has AC/DC capability; power bank not included. There's a blue embroidered circular design that a Google search matched to FITSCI and Mito (theirs is red).
Still too soon to gauge the how well I'm responding to the RLT but I'm confident in the quality of the lights as compared to other available options.
As for the customer service, I was unimpressed with how they handled the pricing process and hope I won't need them in the future.
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Finally dipped a toe into the pool and bought my first device recently, a belt from Shenzhen Idea Light Limited.
Thought my journey with them might be helpful to others.
I decided on the company based on all the supporting evidence and shopped them on AliBaba, AliExpress as well as contacting them directly.
Their AliBaba page has multiple listings of the exact same product with different shipping prices.
The AliExpress price was the highest and the listing offered a significant "coin discount" that didn't reflect in the cart. AE customer service pointed to the seller and the seller pointed to AE.
When I contacted the company directly for a quote, I mentioned I was also interested in a mask and asked if there was a package price. If not, could they at least adjust the shipping charge since they'd arrive in the same parcel. No go.
I ended up ordering just the belt from AliBaba and it arrived after a few weeks.
It has AC/DC capability; power bank not included. There's a blue embroidered circular design that a Google search matched to FITSCI and Mito (theirs is red).
Still too soon to gauge the how well I'm responding to the RLT but I'm confident in the quality of the lights as compared to other available options.
As for the customer service, I was unimpressed with how they handled the pricing process and hope I won't need them in the future.
2024.05.14 01:23 zgundnik2 [WTS] Silver Bullion, eagles, maples, proof set, morgan and peace dollars!!!!
Pictures/Proof
Proofs All in COA, original boxes, and bonus coins (when acceptable) from mint.
2021 Morgan and Peace Dollar Complete 6 coin set. - $old
2023 Morgan and Peace Dollar Complete 4 Coin set - $350
2021 Limited Edition Silver Proof Set - $235
2019 Pride of Two Nations - $150
2021 Reverse Proof silver eagles 2-coin set - $200
2013 -2023 Proof Silver Eagle Collection $(see spread sheet for price.) will give a deal if you want to buy all https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/19UplMa22jvclR6JzXxYSrrN_G8P44Vz2EhkLgAcQyJk/edit?usp=sharing2019-2024
2018-2013 US Mint Silver Proof Sets - $650
Bullion -
2013 - 2014 - 4 ea. date (20 total) Silver Maple - $1 over spot
2014, 2016, 2017, 2019, 2020 - 5 ea date (25 total) American Eagle - $2 over spot
20 - 1 oz sunshine, 4 - 5 oz sunshine, 2 -5 oz NW Territorial mint 1 - 10oz sunshine, 1 - 10 oz Ampex - $Spot
3 - Canadian mint $20 for $20 Coins and folder, Hockey, Wolf, Maple Leaf - $65
Venmo or Zelle Preferred.
Shipping on buyer will charge according to actual shipping cost.
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Proofs All in COA, original boxes, and bonus coins (when acceptable) from mint.
2021 Morgan and Peace Dollar Complete 6 coin set. - $old
2023 Morgan and Peace Dollar Complete 4 Coin set - $350
2021 Limited Edition Silver Proof Set - $235
2019 Pride of Two Nations - $150
2021 Reverse Proof silver eagles 2-coin set - $200
2013 -2023 Proof Silver Eagle Collection $(see spread sheet for price.) will give a deal if you want to buy all https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/19UplMa22jvclR6JzXxYSrrN_G8P44Vz2EhkLgAcQyJk/edit?usp=sharing2019-2024
2018-2013 US Mint Silver Proof Sets - $650
Bullion -
2013 - 2014 - 4 ea. date (20 total) Silver Maple - $1 over spot
2014, 2016, 2017, 2019, 2020 - 5 ea date (25 total) American Eagle - $2 over spot
20 - 1 oz sunshine, 4 - 5 oz sunshine, 2 -5 oz NW Territorial mint 1 - 10oz sunshine, 1 - 10 oz Ampex - $Spot
3 - Canadian mint $20 for $20 Coins and folder, Hockey, Wolf, Maple Leaf - $65
Venmo or Zelle Preferred.
Shipping on buyer will charge according to actual shipping cost.
2024.05.14 01:20 JamFranz My boyfriend hasn't been the same since we went on vacation
If I hadn’t drunk an entire gallon of tea back at the hotel, maybe none of this would’ve happened.
Well, maybe if we hadn’t gotten kicked out of the hotel, none of this would’ve happened.
It had been just the two of us in the small car, but with the animosity heavy on the air, it felt overcrowded. I don’t know what had been worse, the hour of arguing, the two hours of silence afterwards, or the burgeoning realization that maybe I didn’t know him as well as I thought I did.
I studied him out of the corner of my eye. We'd been together for several months, but the recent experience left me wondering if I had ever even met the real Brian – who he truly was on the inside.
It had been our very first trip together.
We'd saved up for one of those super fancy hotels and had been having a great time – until, of course, Brian decided to attempt a five-finger discount in the jewelry store in the lobby.
He'd told me when we first started dating that he'd had some run-ins with the law in the past – when he was young and that was the only way to put food on the table, and I'd understood.
But this wasn't the same. It wasn't for survival, it was just greed.
We’d both spent the rest of our vacation money and then some, paying for that $1,800 watch so no charges would be pressed.
They still kicked us out. I don’t blame them.
Asking him to stop at the next place we came across was the first thing I'd said to him in hours, and he nodded, solemnly.
My discomfort was escalating to the point where I was considering asking him to pull over on the side of the road – rain be damned – when we saw the dim sign flickering in the distance.
The small store was out of place on the quiet, tree lined mountain road. We’d been deep in a tunnel of trees and hadn’t seen so much of a hint of the lights in the distance – it seemed to just appear into view as we went around the bend. I didn't recall seeing it on the way to the hotel, so it was a pleasant surprise.
I felt a flood of relief wash over me.
It stuck out in the otherwise beautiful mountain landscape – windows so dirty that the light inside barely reached us through them – several letters on the sign lit up in such a way that the only word we could even see was a blood red '- MART' flickering.
Any relief I'd managed to feel was short-lived.
When we walked in, we both froze as we took in the interior.
I instantly wished we’d just stopped by the side of the road after all. I looked at Brian and could tell he felt it too – he was fiddling with his new watch and took off his glasses, cleaned them on his shirt, and put them back on, as if that would make what he was seeing make more sense.
There were no other customers, no employees visible, it was just the two of us.
Ceiling tiles hung askew, and the floor was filthy – we had to step over a drain in the floor with grimy stains circling it, to walk in.
If it weren’t for the lights, gentle hum of the AC, and grinding sounds floating from down the long hallway at the back, I’d have thought the place was abandoned.
It was humid inside, and the smell coming from the old coolers that lined the back walls hit me as soon as we walked in. It reminded me of the summer my dad had decided to dabble in taxidermy in our basement.
The slight hint of rot that lingered on the damp air indicated poorly done taxidermy, at that.
As I darted towards the back towards the restroom sign, a placard dangling off it caught my eye, informed me the restroom was for paying customers only.
I quickly perused the shelves for something to buy. The aisles were tall, nearly to the ceiling, and despite the store being somewhat small, I felt the panicked sense of being cornered and trapped in an endless maze – at risk of becoming lost in there forever. The food on the shelves resembled nothing like the usual chips and candy these types of stores carried – there were rows upon rows of soft looking mystery items in plastic wrap, some of them leaked a red-brown residue down the shelves – none of it looked remotely appealing.
I passed by a section with a stained placard that said ‘handcrafted from local artists’ that was filled with eclectic items, none of which seemed to go together.
There were torn shirts with random logos – nothing related to the town or area we were in, stained with mud, grass, and god knows what else. Dried ropy things formed small and delicate sculptures of animals unlike any I’d seen before. I reached for a bracelet with intricately carved white beads but nearly dropped it when I realized the band was made up of woven human hair. It left a residue on my hand, and I noticed then that the same sour-rot smell was coming from the collection of items, too.
I opted for a flat and lukewarm Dr. Pepper instead, and placed two $2 dollar coins on the glass counter in front of the hand scrawled ‘shoplifters will be processed’ sign near the register.
I figured I misread it, after all it, looked like it had been written by a hand unused to holding a pen.
Brian had grabbed an armful of those unnerving plastic-wrapped packages but hovered at the counter a bit too long. I could hear the scrape of him retrieving the coins on the glass, the sound of him dropping them into his pocket.
He gave me a pointed stare as he did so.
I sighed, so tired of arguing that I just walked away from him and down the hallway. I figured I’d pay (again) after he got back in the car.
No sooner had I closed the door to the women’s room behind me, than I could hear him talking to someone.
His voice rose until he was nearly yelling. Mortified and trying to delay being involved in another incident that day, I splashed water on my face while trying to drown out what appeared to be a one-sided argument.
I kept trying to wash the grimy feeling that had lingered on my hands after picking up the bracelet, but no matter how I scrubbed, I couldn’t get it off – it kept getting worse.
I felt nauseous when I realized the greasy residue was coming from the pale-yellow bar of soap. I decided I’d scrub my hands raw at our next stop, and stepped out into the hall and back to the store.
Brian wasn’t there.
I called out for him, but all I heard in answer was that same vague whirring and drilling sound coming from further down the long hallway.
I double-backed to the car, but found it empty.
I circled the store, my frustration turning to panic as I shouted his name and still got no response.
I called his phone, it just rang, and rang before going to voicemail.
The car was locked and he had the keys, I couldn’t help but feel nervous, standing out there in the rain. We were still in the middle of the deep woods and with clouds obscuring the light of the moon and stars, the area was blanketed in darkness. I reluctantly headed back inside.
Somehow, the smell had managed to become even worse – I gagged when the wet, disgusting air hit my nose again. It was so strong I could nearly taste it, putrid on my tongue.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was always someone just behind me as I walked quickly through the tall aisles, but whenever I looked over my shoulder, there was never anything there.
I called his phone, wondering how I’d managed to lose him in such a small store when I finally heard it ringing – it was echoing from down that long hallway.
As I headed towards it, I heard someone moving on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling aisle, placing something onto the shelf with a sickening wet thud, before weaving lithely through the aisles behind me.
“Brian?” I called out softly, trying to convince myself that everything was fine – trying to disguise my fear.
I knew it wasn’t him – I don’t know how, but I knew it. Have you ever had the feeling that if you look closely enough at something, if you truly see it, you’ll never be able to close your eyes again without it haunting you? That feeling of being in close proximity to something that your fragile mind was never meant to know existed?
I forced myself to turn around anyways.
Once again, whoever or whatever had been there was gone by the time I rounded the aisle, but I heard a gentle clinking sound, and saw a trail of red-pink droplets.
I followed it back to that section – handcrafted from local artists, there was something new hanging from a hook near the shelves – wet, glistening strips dangled from along what looked to be a curved bone with bits of gristle still attached. From one of them hung an expensive men’s wristwatch, another was tied around a shattered, thick glasses lens. Yet another sagged under the weight of car keys. They gently swayed with the motion of having been recently placed. Fluid continued to drip from the still wet viscera and mingled with the mud on my shoes.
Shoplifters will be processed
I didn’t need to see the items down the other aisles to figure out what I was looking at, what must have happened.
I could already tell that we’d never have another argument, ever again.
I heard a door open and close in the back, soft footsteps approaching from down that hallway.
I realized that in my distraction, I'd forgotten to put money back on the counter.
I choked up, but knew there was nothing I could do for him. So, I tossed the first bills I found in my purse onto the floor, frantically untangled the car keys, and in shock, I drove myself the remaining four-hour drive home.
Every so often, along the quiet country roads – those I could've sworn were empty on the drive up – I’d see that grimy building, the sign, '-MART' flashing in the distance.
I didn’t stop once.
I've been home for a week now.
A few nights ago, something triggered a motion alert on my video doorbell, but there was no one there when I checked the footage.
The next morning, I found a cardboard box on my porch – with no stamp or return address.
In it was a torn t-shirt, and several of those now-familiar wrapped packages, putrid fluid leaking out of them through the bottom of the soggy cardboard.
I've received a similar box every night, since.
I don't know if it's meant as a threat, or if due to some sort of twisted interpretation – I’m now a 'paying customer’ – he's slowly being returned to me.
Either way, it turns out that I've gotten to see who Brian was on the inside, after all.
JFR
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Well, maybe if we hadn’t gotten kicked out of the hotel, none of this would’ve happened.
It had been just the two of us in the small car, but with the animosity heavy on the air, it felt overcrowded. I don’t know what had been worse, the hour of arguing, the two hours of silence afterwards, or the burgeoning realization that maybe I didn’t know him as well as I thought I did.
I studied him out of the corner of my eye. We'd been together for several months, but the recent experience left me wondering if I had ever even met the real Brian – who he truly was on the inside.
It had been our very first trip together.
We'd saved up for one of those super fancy hotels and had been having a great time – until, of course, Brian decided to attempt a five-finger discount in the jewelry store in the lobby.
He'd told me when we first started dating that he'd had some run-ins with the law in the past – when he was young and that was the only way to put food on the table, and I'd understood.
But this wasn't the same. It wasn't for survival, it was just greed.
We’d both spent the rest of our vacation money and then some, paying for that $1,800 watch so no charges would be pressed.
They still kicked us out. I don’t blame them.
Asking him to stop at the next place we came across was the first thing I'd said to him in hours, and he nodded, solemnly.
My discomfort was escalating to the point where I was considering asking him to pull over on the side of the road – rain be damned – when we saw the dim sign flickering in the distance.
The small store was out of place on the quiet, tree lined mountain road. We’d been deep in a tunnel of trees and hadn’t seen so much of a hint of the lights in the distance – it seemed to just appear into view as we went around the bend. I didn't recall seeing it on the way to the hotel, so it was a pleasant surprise.
I felt a flood of relief wash over me.
It stuck out in the otherwise beautiful mountain landscape – windows so dirty that the light inside barely reached us through them – several letters on the sign lit up in such a way that the only word we could even see was a blood red '- MART' flickering.
Any relief I'd managed to feel was short-lived.
When we walked in, we both froze as we took in the interior.
I instantly wished we’d just stopped by the side of the road after all. I looked at Brian and could tell he felt it too – he was fiddling with his new watch and took off his glasses, cleaned them on his shirt, and put them back on, as if that would make what he was seeing make more sense.
There were no other customers, no employees visible, it was just the two of us.
Ceiling tiles hung askew, and the floor was filthy – we had to step over a drain in the floor with grimy stains circling it, to walk in.
If it weren’t for the lights, gentle hum of the AC, and grinding sounds floating from down the long hallway at the back, I’d have thought the place was abandoned.
It was humid inside, and the smell coming from the old coolers that lined the back walls hit me as soon as we walked in. It reminded me of the summer my dad had decided to dabble in taxidermy in our basement.
The slight hint of rot that lingered on the damp air indicated poorly done taxidermy, at that.
As I darted towards the back towards the restroom sign, a placard dangling off it caught my eye, informed me the restroom was for paying customers only.
I quickly perused the shelves for something to buy. The aisles were tall, nearly to the ceiling, and despite the store being somewhat small, I felt the panicked sense of being cornered and trapped in an endless maze – at risk of becoming lost in there forever. The food on the shelves resembled nothing like the usual chips and candy these types of stores carried – there were rows upon rows of soft looking mystery items in plastic wrap, some of them leaked a red-brown residue down the shelves – none of it looked remotely appealing.
I passed by a section with a stained placard that said ‘handcrafted from local artists’ that was filled with eclectic items, none of which seemed to go together.
There were torn shirts with random logos – nothing related to the town or area we were in, stained with mud, grass, and god knows what else. Dried ropy things formed small and delicate sculptures of animals unlike any I’d seen before. I reached for a bracelet with intricately carved white beads but nearly dropped it when I realized the band was made up of woven human hair. It left a residue on my hand, and I noticed then that the same sour-rot smell was coming from the collection of items, too.
I opted for a flat and lukewarm Dr. Pepper instead, and placed two $2 dollar coins on the glass counter in front of the hand scrawled ‘shoplifters will be processed’ sign near the register.
I figured I misread it, after all it, looked like it had been written by a hand unused to holding a pen.
Brian had grabbed an armful of those unnerving plastic-wrapped packages but hovered at the counter a bit too long. I could hear the scrape of him retrieving the coins on the glass, the sound of him dropping them into his pocket.
He gave me a pointed stare as he did so.
I sighed, so tired of arguing that I just walked away from him and down the hallway. I figured I’d pay (again) after he got back in the car.
No sooner had I closed the door to the women’s room behind me, than I could hear him talking to someone.
His voice rose until he was nearly yelling. Mortified and trying to delay being involved in another incident that day, I splashed water on my face while trying to drown out what appeared to be a one-sided argument.
I kept trying to wash the grimy feeling that had lingered on my hands after picking up the bracelet, but no matter how I scrubbed, I couldn’t get it off – it kept getting worse.
I felt nauseous when I realized the greasy residue was coming from the pale-yellow bar of soap. I decided I’d scrub my hands raw at our next stop, and stepped out into the hall and back to the store.
Brian wasn’t there.
I called out for him, but all I heard in answer was that same vague whirring and drilling sound coming from further down the long hallway.
I double-backed to the car, but found it empty.
I circled the store, my frustration turning to panic as I shouted his name and still got no response.
I called his phone, it just rang, and rang before going to voicemail.
The car was locked and he had the keys, I couldn’t help but feel nervous, standing out there in the rain. We were still in the middle of the deep woods and with clouds obscuring the light of the moon and stars, the area was blanketed in darkness. I reluctantly headed back inside.
Somehow, the smell had managed to become even worse – I gagged when the wet, disgusting air hit my nose again. It was so strong I could nearly taste it, putrid on my tongue.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was always someone just behind me as I walked quickly through the tall aisles, but whenever I looked over my shoulder, there was never anything there.
I called his phone, wondering how I’d managed to lose him in such a small store when I finally heard it ringing – it was echoing from down that long hallway.
As I headed towards it, I heard someone moving on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling aisle, placing something onto the shelf with a sickening wet thud, before weaving lithely through the aisles behind me.
“Brian?” I called out softly, trying to convince myself that everything was fine – trying to disguise my fear.
I knew it wasn’t him – I don’t know how, but I knew it. Have you ever had the feeling that if you look closely enough at something, if you truly see it, you’ll never be able to close your eyes again without it haunting you? That feeling of being in close proximity to something that your fragile mind was never meant to know existed?
I forced myself to turn around anyways.
Once again, whoever or whatever had been there was gone by the time I rounded the aisle, but I heard a gentle clinking sound, and saw a trail of red-pink droplets.
I followed it back to that section – handcrafted from local artists, there was something new hanging from a hook near the shelves – wet, glistening strips dangled from along what looked to be a curved bone with bits of gristle still attached. From one of them hung an expensive men’s wristwatch, another was tied around a shattered, thick glasses lens. Yet another sagged under the weight of car keys. They gently swayed with the motion of having been recently placed. Fluid continued to drip from the still wet viscera and mingled with the mud on my shoes.
Shoplifters will be processed
I didn’t need to see the items down the other aisles to figure out what I was looking at, what must have happened.
I could already tell that we’d never have another argument, ever again.
I heard a door open and close in the back, soft footsteps approaching from down that hallway.
I realized that in my distraction, I'd forgotten to put money back on the counter.
I choked up, but knew there was nothing I could do for him. So, I tossed the first bills I found in my purse onto the floor, frantically untangled the car keys, and in shock, I drove myself the remaining four-hour drive home.
Every so often, along the quiet country roads – those I could've sworn were empty on the drive up – I’d see that grimy building, the sign, '-MART' flashing in the distance.
I didn’t stop once.
I've been home for a week now.
A few nights ago, something triggered a motion alert on my video doorbell, but there was no one there when I checked the footage.
The next morning, I found a cardboard box on my porch – with no stamp or return address.
In it was a torn t-shirt, and several of those now-familiar wrapped packages, putrid fluid leaking out of them through the bottom of the soggy cardboard.
I've received a similar box every night, since.
I don't know if it's meant as a threat, or if due to some sort of twisted interpretation – I’m now a 'paying customer’ – he's slowly being returned to me.
Either way, it turns out that I've gotten to see who Brian was on the inside, after all.
JFR
2024.05.13 23:50 Spartabrave Kingmaker: A Game of Thrones in Brevoy [5e][Discord][ERP]
Kingmaker: A Game of Thrones in Brevoy
System: Dungeons & Dragons 5e
Format: Discord Text pbp
No. of Players: 5
[Notice: This is a 18+ campaign. It contains NSFW and adult elements.]
Lady Jamandi Aldori is issuing charters to several groups of adventurers, sending them south into the Stolen Lands to reopen old trade routes and defeat the bandits and monsters who have made them too dangerous to use. By sending free agents south, this swordlord of Rostland hopes to alter the political balance of power in Brevoy without sacrificing her own position or forces. Yet, as with most complex and brilliant plans, the future holds plenty of opportunities for disaster.
The application link is down below! I'm going to leave it open for a week so folks don't miss out. I will be checking it regularly, so if I find a bunch of folks I like over the first couple days, I'll reach out to them, but I'm sure we all know how these sorts of games go. People may drop out or prove unreachable, so even if you're not someone who hears back from me immediately, we might be writing together soon!
The Stolen Lands await you!
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System: Dungeons & Dragons 5e
Format: Discord Text pbp
No. of Players: 5
[Notice: This is a 18+ campaign. It contains NSFW and adult elements.]
The same message has appeared on bounty boards and in taverns across Brevoy.For generations, the Stolen Lands have spanned the southern border of Brevoy. Many attempts have been made to settle them, but to date, none have succeeded, making these 35,000 square miles of wilderness the largest swath of unclaimed land in the entire region. As tensions mount in Brevoy, one ambitious swordlord hopes to change that fact.
HEROES WANTED!
Those able of body and brave of heart are invited to the mansion of Lady Jamandi Aldori, Swordlord & Chief Defender of Restov, to embark on an expedition into the Stolen Lands.
Bandits and monsters have been allowed to infest our southern borders for far too long. Those selected will be divided into groups and given a charter to reopen old trade routes and secure the surrounding territory. The brave-hearted mercenaries and adventurers who choose to take on this quest will face unimaginable danger, but whomever succeeds shall receive honor, glory, and a noble title granting dominion over the lands they've claimed to pass on their children.
Lady Jamandi Aldori is issuing charters to several groups of adventurers, sending them south into the Stolen Lands to reopen old trade routes and defeat the bandits and monsters who have made them too dangerous to use. By sending free agents south, this swordlord of Rostland hopes to alter the political balance of power in Brevoy without sacrificing her own position or forces. Yet, as with most complex and brilliant plans, the future holds plenty of opportunities for disaster.
"When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground."Hello! I'm a longtime DM and a huge fan of A Song of Ice & Fire. I'm looking to run a campaign that's heavily influenced by the series I hold so dear. If you're a casual fan who's only seen Game of Thrones or House or the Dragon, you're more than welcome! The main things I'm looking for here are quality roleplay and enthusiasm. If you've got that, I promise we can have a good game together.
"Winter is coming."Kingmaker is an Adventure Path originally designed by Paizo for the Pathfinder RPG but has been converted to be compatible with the 5th edition D&D ruleset. I'm taking so serious liberties with it but the bones of the adventure remain the same. Kingmaker is a high fantasy campaign that thrusts the player characters into a unique situation of building their own kingdom and carving out their own niche upon the world. You may be a scion of a lesser branch of the great families with ambitions that can't be hindered by your place in the succession. You could be a commoner whose witnessed your humble community suffer at the hands of the lawless bandits pillaging the countryside and will take on this great challenge so your family can live free. Perhaps you are a bastard child of a powerful figure and now seek to carve out your own kingdom knowing that you stand to inherit nothing you don't build for yourself.
"When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives."I've got a couple of expectations for the characters that will be brought into the adventure. I am looking for characters with reasons to have a desire to venture into hostile territory and work as a team to build a kingdom. Good or evil doesn't matter but chaos doesn't serve to further the group. So, no chaotic alignment will be allowed. This is not the campaign for chaotic evil players looking to betray the other players, loners or free-spirited vagabonds.
"Backstabbing doesn't prepare you for a fight, and that's all the realm is now. Backstabbing and scheming and arse-licking and money-grubbing."Political intrigue is a pillar of the series inspiring this and a big part of my plans, but in order to keep charisma from being everyone's primary stat I will be using a reputation system to even the playing field when dealing with individuals of consequence. In certain circles, a knight renowned for their honor and bravery is going to be as respected and influential, if not more, as a traditional face will be anywhere else. I think this will do a lot to allow the party to have a proper balance of classes with no one feeling handicapped in the social aspects.
"Let me give you some counsel, bastard. Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you."You may have noticed the tag, and the catch is: This is an adult only game, featuring erotic roleplay where characters can engage in sexual activities with no fade-to-black, etc. Lewd events, plans, consequences, and more are all on the table in this campaign. If you've watched either of the shows on HBO, this probably isn't much of a surprise to you. I'd like to be clear that just because it's on the table, this game will not become a raunchy, never ending orgy. There is usually meaning behind how sex is used in the series and that's what I'm looking to emulate.
"Distrusting me was the wisest thing you've done since you climbed off your horse."GRRM often uses the intimate scenes to peel back layers to a character. Sometimes to paint them in a different light, other times to drive them further into the role he wishes to present them to the reader in. Some examples would be Tyrion's lingering trauma and emotional vulnerability, driving him to purchase the closest thing he believes he can have to real love being a way to earn Tyrion the reader's sympathy. Contrast that with Cersei's narcissism making her seek lovers, she can view as idealized male versions of herself, the only match worthy in her deranged mind. Or how Littlefinger justifies his pitiless ambition, being something forced on him by a cruel and unfair world that's kept him and his one true love apart by no fault of their own.
"Love is the death of duty."PCs are encouraged to find and nurture romantic relationships with other characters or NPCs. Weddings are considered the truest way of sealing alliances, after all. Beyond the love lives of the characters, there are many other scenarios. A corrupt noble might be willing to trade information to carry on an affair on their spouse. A sex scandal could undermine the legitimacy of a claimant in a contested succession. Barbarian raiders may attack a village under your protection and take the women as slaves. Spies might attempt to seduce you in order to secure a position in your court and feed information to a rival house. A neighboring tyrant might earn your ire when reports of him abusing his authority to take advantage of an unfortunate captive or innocent reaches you.
"The things I do for love."Because I'm sure it needs to be said. ERP will not be my main focus while running this; it may or may not even happen on my end. I'll already be responsible for the story, so trying to match everyone's taste in smut on top of that might be biting off more than I can chew. That being said, I'm all for your characters sharing a tent during the long weeks of adventuring because I think a good amount of sexual tension adds player investment and fun to the story. While I'm not promising anything, I'm not firmly ruling things out on my end either. You all could charm your way into a few NPC's pants to loosen a secret from their lips or secure a favor down the road. You might decide to blow your coins on prostitutes while visiting the capital. If the scene serves the story (or I'm just feeling horny that day), I may indulge you! Just wanted to make sure you're aware that just because I am open to ERP does not mean I'm making a commitment to provide it to everyone, expecting all players to take part in it, or putting it ahead of the actual campaign in any capacity.
"There are no other men like me. Only me."If it's not apparent by now, I'm very serious about making this game something great. I love the ASOIAF books; I love the adventure path; I love the cRPG, and I desperately want to do justice by all three influences. Expect a bit of gritty realism and tragedy in this story. Your triumphs will be hard fought. Your holdings will face constant peril. Your enemies will always be lurking with their knives out for the moment you drop your guard. However, the rewards for your success in this campaign are unlike any other. I truly don't think there is another adventure that matches the sense of accomplishment that comes from taking a stretch of hostile wilderness and carving your own thriving kingdom from it.
"Power resides where men believe it resides. No more and no less."A little bit on my approach to DMing this. I plan on running this very differently from traditional D&D 5e. Combat is obviously what the system does the most of, but if you've ever watched GoT or HotD you'd see the main characters don't draw their swords all that often. In fact, a lot of the main cast never have their own fight scenes. I like this less is more approach a great deal and think it'll bring a lot to the pbp experience. Outside of encounters with a named enemy, I won't be using initiative. This is so the RP isn't held up by any individual's schedule. I'll also be utilizing the minion rule from 4e where all the monsters have 1 HP. Their AC remains the same, so if you have trouble hitting them, the danger remains but low damage rolls won't cause encounters to drag unnecessarily.
"Hard truths cut both ways."Matching the tone of the books this campaign is inspired by will take collaboration. I want the heroes of this story to have lives that involve more than their swords and spells. If you’re just looking to roleplay a non-stop fantasy porno, this isn't the game for you. But if you are interested in writing a character who is enriched by getting to explore their desires, be influenced by lusts, make compromises out of attraction, and maybe even experience heartbreak if their trust and affection wound up in the wrong hands-- then you're exactly who I'm looking for!
"If I do not press my claim, my claim will be forgotten. I will not become a page in someone else's history book."If you can't be bothered to respond to the RP for days at a time, I'm going to kick you out! Plain and simple. I won't be reaching out. I won't be constantly giving you reminders. There will be no stoppages for you to get your shit together. It's a big world, and I'm not going to hesitate to find someone else interested in actively participating in the adventure if you go ghost. I understand that IRL always comes first, so if you have the common courtesy to reach out and explain your circumstances that prevent you from putting together a couple paragraphs every day, then I will still be replacing you, but I will move your character out of the story for you to pick up later on when you can. If you can't manage to let me know what's going on, then I'm just going to forget about you and move right along so everyone else can continue the fun!
"I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples, bastards and broken things."My plan is to be pretty rules-light with this campaign since while I run a lot of D&D, I haven't run that many text games. I'm still confident I can handle it, but I'm just throwing it out there in case there are bumps along the road. If you're more experienced in the pbp arena than I am, I'd greatly appreciate your advice as things are coming together. We will be using dndbeyond and the standard discord bots. In my experience, these games work a lot better when the story is put above mechanics, so keeping things to PHB races and PHB/XgtE subclasses. If you're looking to do some awesome game-breaker build you've theory crafted for months. This may not be the game for it. I don't plan on meticulously tracking things to make sure you get your sentinel feat trigger each turn.
“Oh, my sweet summer child, what do you know about fear?”Alright! That's my pitch. Sorry you had to read all that, but hopefully you're still interested and can see I don't have a problem handing out paragraphs, so this game ought to be in good hands. I look forward to reading your applications and will be leaving the form open for the next week while I work on the discord server.
“The night is dark and full of terrors.”I'll looking forward to playing with you. As well as hopefully some fun debates about who we're rooting for in HotD season 2 as it airs.
The application link is down below! I'm going to leave it open for a week so folks don't miss out. I will be checking it regularly, so if I find a bunch of folks I like over the first couple days, I'll reach out to them, but I'm sure we all know how these sorts of games go. People may drop out or prove unreachable, so even if you're not someone who hears back from me immediately, we might be writing together soon!
The Stolen Lands await you!
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“There is only one god, and His name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: 'not today'.”
2024.05.13 15:09 pohltergiest Rain on my parade
It's mother's Day back in Canada and I'm thinking about mom today. I'm so sick though that I'll do a call tomorrow when I'm doing better. I tend to do poorly on phone calls when I'm not well. I woke up very ill this morning and my body did not want to cooperate at all. Who knew that biking a lot on a body trying to kick an illness might prolong said illness.
The rain indeed came and did not stop. It was pouring cats and dogs in the morning and the prospect of going outside in the rain while sick made me feel miserable. With my poor condition and the possibility of a thunderstorm during the day, we were in no condition to be going very far. We tried to extend our stay but the hotel was fully booked, our next best bet was to head up the road into the mountains and find a place there.
On my booking app, one hotel was listed at half it's usual price for some reason. We've stayed at a lot of livemax hotels and found them to at least be okay, so we figured it was safe to take the cheap option this time, which was $49. It was one of their onsen properties as well, and it looked like there was a train nearby if we wanted to get food and a bath in the next town over, which looked to be nicer. It was either that or pay another $100 for what would amount to a shelter from the rain, and in my addled state where sickness feels like a waste of time, a cheap hotel is a good way to convince me to stay put and rest. It was 20km away and the rain wasn't going to get any lighter, so we packed up, donned our rain gear, and set out for some breakfast.
A grocery store was near our hotel (which again was just a series of trailers in the parking lot of a casino), and we figured we could get something for breakfast there as nothing else was open on the way. Inside we found a store that was a bit of a time capsule. The music, the ambiance, even the too-cold air conditioning felt decades old. The aisles felt too large and there were large empty areas signalling that the store did not have enough business for it's size. The place was meticulously kept though, even if it was only one lonely cashier in the cavernous building. We found some hot coffee and had a few pastries while we talked about the economy of Japan and how the feeling here could relate to back home. Can anything be done with the general feeling of decline everywhere? Why were things so much better in Japan decades ago? Questions for economists, but not ones they necessarily have good answers for. I feel like many questions for economists are better suited for fortune tellers.
There were a couple of games in the grocery store which caught our eye, including a trio of games for kids (given the console was two feet off the ground), that were essentially slots. You pumped in coins to adjust your bet, then pressed a button to play a chance game, and if you won you got more coins. I have no idea how anyone thinks this kind of game is appropriate or ethical to have around children. No wonder this country has such a gambling problem.
The ride from Nikko to our hotel was calm and wet. The hill upwards was gentle enough that I didn't feel too exhausted, but I did feel like I was going to fall asleep on my bike if the coughing fits didn't take me down first. I really felt wretched today, the week and a half of being sick because I never took the downtime to get better is really catching up with me today. Make time for your body or your body will take it's time, I guess. The road followed a river in a steep gorge, the mountains rising up on either side. Everything was blanketed in thick trees, the slopes now too steep for most developments.
Nonetheless, little onsen towns were nestled into the cracks of the mountains here and there, but the decline of the area was impossible not to notice. While the odd resort was still shiny, it's clear the volume of travelers to the area has dwindled from lofty amounts many many years ago. This area felt harder hit than most we've been to, with half the buildings we saw being either abandoned or in a sorry state. Whole hotels empty, apartment blocks with the windows smashed in, shuttered storefronts. It's sad for the people who have called this area home for generations.
We got to our hotel without much of a plan, as I was too addled to think that far. We agreed that food was going to need to happen, and the onsen I wanted to see was in the town downhill from us. We decided the train was our best bet for parking our bikes while we waited to check in. The train station was nice, but looking at the departures board, the train only ran a handful of times per day, and we wouldn't get back till late in the evening. It also would cost us $30 each just to ride two stops there and back. Not going to work. Instead we went to one of the two places open during lunch.
The restaurant was cute with half a dozen tables and a dated but spotless interior. The ladies we saw clearly were a multigenerational family running the place, with a woman old enough that she couldn't stand up straight anymore still zooming around with tea and orders. Soaked, cold, and with nowhere to go, we brought our books and settled in to stay for awhile. The restaurant never got more than half full and we ordered several meals worth of food, drinks, and desserts, so we figured they wouldn't mind if we sat and quietly read our books. I got a yakiniku set meal and bryce got the karaage set, both were great but Bryce's karaage was especially good. We also got a cola float to share which was delightfully old fashioned but very tasty.
When it was finally time to check in at our hotel, my body was starting to act up. I think the cold and wet and tiredness was getting to me as some of my neurological issues flared up. Not a big deal, but had me a bit twitchy and in desperate need of a hot bath and rest. The hotel lobby was quite nice, but the rest of the place was as we expected; enormous, and falling apart, but working. Various walls and ceilings had water damage that was never going to be fixed, many many doors said "private" or "staff only" that looked to be old banquet halls. A lounge laid dark, never to have a singer again. We found a roof access, the roof patched many times by hand. An arcade with games that were at least 20 or 30 years old were still in working order, maintained as well as any other thing here. The private onsen was damaged beyond use, but the main public ones were functioning.
My onsen was in the basement, and the entrance area again had a huge lounge area that would never be used, and a bunch of other darkened areas that were curious but creeped me out. The bath was in a large room with tall windows and a big stone bath, a large rock wall being the main attraction. I spent some time soaking here till I watched some ladies walk out a different door. Monkeys were bumping on the windows, so I followed them where that went. It lead to three outdoor baths, one just a tub. The big bath overlooked the river and was quite lovely, clearly what was keeping this place afloat, so to speak. Again, really good value for $50 for the two of us.
After my bath, I got up and nearly passed out from the lack of blood pressure and immediately started feeling ill. I went back to the room, grabbed some water and got horizontal. The room is a rather spacious Japanese style room with tatami mats, but with soft beds. The AC works and we have a view of the river from the 6th floor. This place is great. Bryce had a great time soaking in his onsen, which also had outdoor baths and a sauna too. After he returned to the room we went down to the arcade to amuse ourselves before dinner.
As I mentioned the arcade contained some real antiques, pinball-ish games with carved wood channels, racing games with hand drawn art, slots that had real spinning wheels instead of just screens. Everything was also brutally difficult, also in keeping with the time period. Bryce got the high score on the alligator whack a mole game and also beat me 3 out of 3 on the drum game. Can't win em all.
We walked to the only other place in town for dinner, going into a creepy tunnel that went under the hotel. We eventually decided that the tunnel went straight to the kitchens and probably was used for deliveries at some point but now was full of junk and discarded kitchen equipment that was probably too difficult to get rid of. Every old or abandoned building we've seen is full to the brim with empty paint cans, old computers and dilapidated equipment. This stuff must cost a fortune to get rid of.
The restaurant we went to was another cute Japanese restaurant, this one with an older woman serving and a young man in the kitchen cooking. I got the house special udon and Bryce got karaage again. Maybe Bryce needs to branch out a bit. The udon meal was heavenly and wonderful on my sick body, lots of seafood, a hearty broth and chewy noodles. Easily the best udon I've ever had. We ordered extra karaage and a few drinks while we talked strategy for the next week of riding. Also, like the last place, we felt we could stay because they didn't have much business and we wanted to order more because of it. We stayed quite a while but nobody else came.
We decided to cut out a section of the north tour and head directly through the mountains to our port. We're feeling stressed about the end of the trip and want more leeway in case things go wrong and also more time in Hokkaido as we've heard good things. We'll miss out on Fukushima and Sendai and Morioka, but get to experience the internal mountain valleys of northern Japan. This feels like a decent move, as we've seen a lot of the coastal lowlands already and some highland adventures sounds good. Plus it gains us half a week in hokkaido which will allow us three or four days to prepare for our departure, which means lots of time to find gifts and other cool things to bring home.
Back in the hotel room, we're looking for a nice rest and an early start tomorrow. We have two options, a blistering 5 day tour with four 100km days, or a 7 day tour with 6 75km days. We're shooting for the latter. We'll attempt the big ride just after Sapporo. For now, I want to get healthy and enjoy the ride. Sleep tonight and tomorrow is a new day, hopefully I'll be healthy by then.
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The rain indeed came and did not stop. It was pouring cats and dogs in the morning and the prospect of going outside in the rain while sick made me feel miserable. With my poor condition and the possibility of a thunderstorm during the day, we were in no condition to be going very far. We tried to extend our stay but the hotel was fully booked, our next best bet was to head up the road into the mountains and find a place there.
On my booking app, one hotel was listed at half it's usual price for some reason. We've stayed at a lot of livemax hotels and found them to at least be okay, so we figured it was safe to take the cheap option this time, which was $49. It was one of their onsen properties as well, and it looked like there was a train nearby if we wanted to get food and a bath in the next town over, which looked to be nicer. It was either that or pay another $100 for what would amount to a shelter from the rain, and in my addled state where sickness feels like a waste of time, a cheap hotel is a good way to convince me to stay put and rest. It was 20km away and the rain wasn't going to get any lighter, so we packed up, donned our rain gear, and set out for some breakfast.
A grocery store was near our hotel (which again was just a series of trailers in the parking lot of a casino), and we figured we could get something for breakfast there as nothing else was open on the way. Inside we found a store that was a bit of a time capsule. The music, the ambiance, even the too-cold air conditioning felt decades old. The aisles felt too large and there were large empty areas signalling that the store did not have enough business for it's size. The place was meticulously kept though, even if it was only one lonely cashier in the cavernous building. We found some hot coffee and had a few pastries while we talked about the economy of Japan and how the feeling here could relate to back home. Can anything be done with the general feeling of decline everywhere? Why were things so much better in Japan decades ago? Questions for economists, but not ones they necessarily have good answers for. I feel like many questions for economists are better suited for fortune tellers.
There were a couple of games in the grocery store which caught our eye, including a trio of games for kids (given the console was two feet off the ground), that were essentially slots. You pumped in coins to adjust your bet, then pressed a button to play a chance game, and if you won you got more coins. I have no idea how anyone thinks this kind of game is appropriate or ethical to have around children. No wonder this country has such a gambling problem.
The ride from Nikko to our hotel was calm and wet. The hill upwards was gentle enough that I didn't feel too exhausted, but I did feel like I was going to fall asleep on my bike if the coughing fits didn't take me down first. I really felt wretched today, the week and a half of being sick because I never took the downtime to get better is really catching up with me today. Make time for your body or your body will take it's time, I guess. The road followed a river in a steep gorge, the mountains rising up on either side. Everything was blanketed in thick trees, the slopes now too steep for most developments.
Nonetheless, little onsen towns were nestled into the cracks of the mountains here and there, but the decline of the area was impossible not to notice. While the odd resort was still shiny, it's clear the volume of travelers to the area has dwindled from lofty amounts many many years ago. This area felt harder hit than most we've been to, with half the buildings we saw being either abandoned or in a sorry state. Whole hotels empty, apartment blocks with the windows smashed in, shuttered storefronts. It's sad for the people who have called this area home for generations.
We got to our hotel without much of a plan, as I was too addled to think that far. We agreed that food was going to need to happen, and the onsen I wanted to see was in the town downhill from us. We decided the train was our best bet for parking our bikes while we waited to check in. The train station was nice, but looking at the departures board, the train only ran a handful of times per day, and we wouldn't get back till late in the evening. It also would cost us $30 each just to ride two stops there and back. Not going to work. Instead we went to one of the two places open during lunch.
The restaurant was cute with half a dozen tables and a dated but spotless interior. The ladies we saw clearly were a multigenerational family running the place, with a woman old enough that she couldn't stand up straight anymore still zooming around with tea and orders. Soaked, cold, and with nowhere to go, we brought our books and settled in to stay for awhile. The restaurant never got more than half full and we ordered several meals worth of food, drinks, and desserts, so we figured they wouldn't mind if we sat and quietly read our books. I got a yakiniku set meal and bryce got the karaage set, both were great but Bryce's karaage was especially good. We also got a cola float to share which was delightfully old fashioned but very tasty.
When it was finally time to check in at our hotel, my body was starting to act up. I think the cold and wet and tiredness was getting to me as some of my neurological issues flared up. Not a big deal, but had me a bit twitchy and in desperate need of a hot bath and rest. The hotel lobby was quite nice, but the rest of the place was as we expected; enormous, and falling apart, but working. Various walls and ceilings had water damage that was never going to be fixed, many many doors said "private" or "staff only" that looked to be old banquet halls. A lounge laid dark, never to have a singer again. We found a roof access, the roof patched many times by hand. An arcade with games that were at least 20 or 30 years old were still in working order, maintained as well as any other thing here. The private onsen was damaged beyond use, but the main public ones were functioning.
My onsen was in the basement, and the entrance area again had a huge lounge area that would never be used, and a bunch of other darkened areas that were curious but creeped me out. The bath was in a large room with tall windows and a big stone bath, a large rock wall being the main attraction. I spent some time soaking here till I watched some ladies walk out a different door. Monkeys were bumping on the windows, so I followed them where that went. It lead to three outdoor baths, one just a tub. The big bath overlooked the river and was quite lovely, clearly what was keeping this place afloat, so to speak. Again, really good value for $50 for the two of us.
After my bath, I got up and nearly passed out from the lack of blood pressure and immediately started feeling ill. I went back to the room, grabbed some water and got horizontal. The room is a rather spacious Japanese style room with tatami mats, but with soft beds. The AC works and we have a view of the river from the 6th floor. This place is great. Bryce had a great time soaking in his onsen, which also had outdoor baths and a sauna too. After he returned to the room we went down to the arcade to amuse ourselves before dinner.
As I mentioned the arcade contained some real antiques, pinball-ish games with carved wood channels, racing games with hand drawn art, slots that had real spinning wheels instead of just screens. Everything was also brutally difficult, also in keeping with the time period. Bryce got the high score on the alligator whack a mole game and also beat me 3 out of 3 on the drum game. Can't win em all.
We walked to the only other place in town for dinner, going into a creepy tunnel that went under the hotel. We eventually decided that the tunnel went straight to the kitchens and probably was used for deliveries at some point but now was full of junk and discarded kitchen equipment that was probably too difficult to get rid of. Every old or abandoned building we've seen is full to the brim with empty paint cans, old computers and dilapidated equipment. This stuff must cost a fortune to get rid of.
The restaurant we went to was another cute Japanese restaurant, this one with an older woman serving and a young man in the kitchen cooking. I got the house special udon and Bryce got karaage again. Maybe Bryce needs to branch out a bit. The udon meal was heavenly and wonderful on my sick body, lots of seafood, a hearty broth and chewy noodles. Easily the best udon I've ever had. We ordered extra karaage and a few drinks while we talked strategy for the next week of riding. Also, like the last place, we felt we could stay because they didn't have much business and we wanted to order more because of it. We stayed quite a while but nobody else came.
We decided to cut out a section of the north tour and head directly through the mountains to our port. We're feeling stressed about the end of the trip and want more leeway in case things go wrong and also more time in Hokkaido as we've heard good things. We'll miss out on Fukushima and Sendai and Morioka, but get to experience the internal mountain valleys of northern Japan. This feels like a decent move, as we've seen a lot of the coastal lowlands already and some highland adventures sounds good. Plus it gains us half a week in hokkaido which will allow us three or four days to prepare for our departure, which means lots of time to find gifts and other cool things to bring home.
Back in the hotel room, we're looking for a nice rest and an early start tomorrow. We have two options, a blistering 5 day tour with four 100km days, or a 7 day tour with 6 75km days. We're shooting for the latter. We'll attempt the big ride just after Sapporo. For now, I want to get healthy and enjoy the ride. Sleep tonight and tomorrow is a new day, hopefully I'll be healthy by then.
2024.05.13 06:29 BuckwellStairwell Maelor Targaryen, Bro Does Spreadsheets
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Discord Tag: Waffle
Name and House: Maelor Targaryen
Age: 56
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: In a sort of awful way Maelor Targaryen somewhat resembles a C list actor for Aegon Targaryen. His features are not quite as defined, jaw not quite as sharp and aura not quite as strong. Still though he has the patented Targaryen features.
Trait: Savant Skill(s): Administrator (e), Investor (e), Logistician (S.T.C.)
Talent(s): Hobbies, Gardening, Writing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Ser, Steward of Dragonstone, Master of Coin
Starting Location: King's Landing
Age: 24
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: The looks didn't come from her father. She is a gem amongst Dragonstone and often follows the latest fashion though not out of any vanity.
Trait: Artisan (Forgery)
Skill(s): Scribe (e), Apothecary
Talent(s): Dancing, Working Out, Courtly skills
Negative Trait(s): n/a
Starting Title(s): None
Starting Location: King's Landing
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Discord Tag: Waffle
Name and House: Maelor Targaryen
Age: 56
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: In a sort of awful way Maelor Targaryen somewhat resembles a C list actor for Aegon Targaryen. His features are not quite as defined, jaw not quite as sharp and aura not quite as strong. Still though he has the patented Targaryen features.
Trait: Savant Skill(s): Administrator (e), Investor (e), Logistician (S.T.C.)
Talent(s): Hobbies, Gardening, Writing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Ser, Steward of Dragonstone, Master of Coin
Starting Location: King's Landing
Timeline
- 28 BC - Maelor Targaryen and his twin sister Aelora is born to Aerys Targaryen and Baela Celtigar
- 20 BC - Maelor makes friends though do not interact well initially with his tutors. His parents get him a Pentoshi tutor named Ordello Narratys who is able to unlock his hidden potential.
- 12 BE - Maelor travels to Pentosh and tours the Free Cities, deeply expanding his range of knowledge and making connections.
- 2 BC - 2 AC: Maelor is integral to the success of the Conquest but it is a thankless task. While his more well known cousins are off riding dragons and leading forces he is in the warroom coordinating wagons and supply trains. In reward for his service he is given Stewardship of the Dragonstone while Aegon moves to the Aegonfort.
- 7 AC: Upon hearing about his cousin's death Maelor mourns and holds a funeral service on Dragonstone for friends and family
- 10 AC: Maelor participates in the Tourney of Maiden's Bay, loses first round
- 19 AC: Attends the Wedding at Mooncrest, nearly trips down the mountain on his return trip
- 20 AC: He Woos the East so much Maester's are calling it the Eastern Wooing
- 25 AC: Start time
AC
Name and House: Daenys TargaryenAge: 24
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: The looks didn't come from her father. She is a gem amongst Dragonstone and often follows the latest fashion though not out of any vanity.
Trait: Artisan (Forgery)
Skill(s): Scribe (e), Apothecary
Talent(s): Dancing, Working Out, Courtly skills
Negative Trait(s): n/a
Starting Title(s): None
Starting Location: King's Landing
NPCs
- Viserys Targaryen: Boatswain
- Helaena Targaryen: Magnate
2024.05.13 05:27 Blockchain-TEMU Brigs Process 3D Architecture
- A house has 16 Letter 1. Wind 2. Rain 3. Sun 4. Air 5. Water 6. Fire 7. Dark 8. Divine 9. Clan 10. Master 11. Ruler 12. Jonnay (Local 1) 13. Tiffany (Local 2) 14. Nathans (Cat 1) 15. Hakes (Cat 2) 16. Davids (Master 1) 1.1 Example House David's Personal House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / y4smvo49kmuf722kfzzw2 / ABFupxIpPjKv0vmUd7rxQ9A ? rlkey = a6bhk3df580yr1at4vs1szsjl & dl = 0 1.2 Lifes System Provision ENHANCE 1.3 Chunks Bar Grill Simalcrafood 1.4 Exterior Houses 1.4.1 Exterior House Kitchen 1.4.2 Exterior House Bed 1.4.3 Exterior House Hidden Toilet 1.4.4 2 Extra Exterior Houses 1.4.5 Full Pay To Play Casino 1.4.6 Trade with Our Minerals Dealer 1.4.7 Terrabrew Coffee Hidden Packet 1.4.8 Tranquiltea THC Spice 1.4.9 Use our Garbage Bin to Throw Away A Terrabrew Cup 1.5.0 Vend with the Terrabrew Machine some Fats And Weed (Coffee) 1.5.1 Spaceport Transit, Transit to Another Port 1.5.2 Example House Fred Falke's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / qg0z8tppgw0ojnv6zrl8z / ALcPH9JQjt0y0TTBVI2nvig ? rlkey = lmlb24is14pgouc2senxyqs4q & dl = 0 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 1.5.3 Exterior Cosmarium - Includes Outer Space Adventure 1.5.4 Interior 4 Bedroom House 1.5.5 Toilets To Upstairs 1.5.6 Cosmarium Access 1.5.7 Interior Den Accessible at Cosmarium 1.5.8 Cosmarium Includes Planets Display 1.5.8 Example House Keyanu's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 4q14v79pgg5sstq326dm0 / AFsD7QWvqv0-EnefhjuqWJ0 ? rlkey = csonjdhbhw5y065pcqu44bhp5 & dl = 0 1.5.9 Nice Lawn and Grill 1.6.0 Foyer Main Access 1.6.1 5 Bedroom Studio Included 1.6.2 Toilets Individual Every Room 1.6.3 Intrinsic Kitchen 1.6.4 Standard 16 Bar Oxygen 8 Lumen System 1.6.5 6 Unique Instruments In Studio and PC In Most Rooms 1.6.6 Clothes Stocked in Every Room 1.6.7 Payday's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / y5f4zeq9rqfxf9z2wvn3x / AF1XzGXYmhFLadEONmz9f60 ? rlkey = 947afvpm4ysgt1sl3rnzk7k1c & dl = 0 1.6.8 Dog Run 1.6.9 Intrinsic Grill 1.7.0 Foyer and Toilet for Foyer 1.7.1 Piano Room 1.7.2 Upstairs with Three Bedroom 1.7.3 Downstairs with Two Bedroom 1.7.4 Two Upstairs Bath 1.7.5 Standard 16 Bar Oxygen 8 Lumen System 1.7.6 Pingpong Table Included 1.7.7 Full Rock Tunnel To Dogland 1.7.8 Dogland Mailman and Dogland Delivery 1.7.9 PCs and Clothes Included 1.8.0 Science Coin Plus House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / th8s8y2cvm53v4ihjz7uf / AOpx9h9DweYWyg8oTURDb7Y ? rlkey = gazzoslez39f6tv43ckp7q82h & dl = 0 1.8.1 Full Back and Front Yard 1.8.2 Interior 3 Bedroom Upstairs 2 Bedroom Downstairs Classic Modern House 1.8.3 Kitchen With LIGHTS Smell 1.8.4 Full Penetrating Aroma Diffusor 1.8.5 Downstairs Bunker 1.8.6 Standard 16 Bar Pressure 8 Lumen Setup 1.8.7 Includes Credit Card Of 4000 Dollar Limit Tied to the Property 1.8.8 Includes Access token to local utilities and stores 1.8.9 Includes 1 Car Garage and street parking 1.9.0 Treasurer Martin's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / i25kajtfyq7rsbley4zcv / AD2UVKeX9RxIgErDuntigR0 ? rlkey = i8r6ykg6vsm1r4o7r5tu0spkw & dl = 0 1.9.1 4 Bedroom Fatboy Slim House 1.9.2 Private Toilets for Each Room 1.9.3 Community Secret Upstairs Gathering Area 1.9.4 Full 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 1.9.5 Includes Kitchen In Break Room 1.9.6 Clothes in Every Room 1.9.7 PC In Every Room 1.9.8 Music Area in Gathering Area 1.9.9 Stocked With Crew Connor, Duncan, Yung Bae, Ievan 2.0.0 Tweak's New House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 6gpljpd8w7xnk5qxsztux / AAcWFry56HLFgSFNipowiRg ? rlkey = 9dg7vuqr6dvebo6lowbataxys & dl = 0 2.0.1 Foyer and Backyard and Upstairs and Kitchen 2.0.2 Standard South Park Layout 2.0.3 Toy Chest Included in Bedroom 2.0.4 Upstairs Bathroom 2.0.5 Downstairs Television 2.0.6 Includes Parents Room 2.0.7 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 2.0.8 Full Plumbing System 2.0.9 Closet Included 2.1.0 Virtual Riot Energy Drink Contest Home https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 9tcvy80bq4gvngv7zew0j / AOAsl2olcanfLMIxKpJhbK4 ? rlkey = 6ur44i4wb14mmwjdhof4awqcw & dl = 0 2.1.1 Upstairs 4 Bedroom 4 Bath Downstairs Kitchen With Lawn 2.1.2 Included 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 2.1.3 Fitted for Contest Winner Ryan 2.1.4 Includes Interior Music Studio 2.1.5 Includes Rations At the Kitchen 2.1.6 Full House Lawn 2.1.7 Includes Virtual Riot Energy Drink Crate 2.1.8 Includes full Kitchen Cooking System 2.1.9 Does not include Pizza Box 2.2.0 First Edition Baths https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 070erahxtx6kheqkq7viv / h ? rlkey = 8vejr3pfkskq104e5da51ocgm & dl = 0 2.2.1 Full Ryuken Style Retreat 2.2.2 American Style 2.2.3 Hyaluronic Water Display 2.2.4 Multiple Accessible Toilets 2.2.5 Hostel Home Associated 2.2.6 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 2.2.7 Associated to Virtual Riot Energy Drink Contest House 2.2.8 Full Plumbing 2.2.9 Only Outdoor Pool 2.3.0 Mandelbrot's Portion https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 4rsa861mh57tv6ibiqc7f / AHer3vgPNYOdj8UR3q4atNI ? rlkey = sx4nhltlh6mqmzw8s9cbay4ei & dl = 0 2.3.1 Full 4 Bedroom 4 Bath Lakeside House 2.3.2 Intrinsic Music Studio 2.3.3 Standard 16 Bar Oxygen 8 Lumen System 2.3.4 Plumbing for Every Bath 2.3.5 Connector Upstairs Adjoiner 2.3.6 Included Medical Access 2.3.7 Clothes in Every Room 2.3.8 PC in Most Rooms 2.3.9 Reserved Canadian Graveyard Spot 2.4.0 Tim Garza's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / exy2mkx34e4vyyx3gm9zm / ANDv3_B38xt2wFxTfjpMvy8 ? rlkey = nzhtm8ozk9azxem7bgvcrx1pw & dl = 0 2.4.1 Nonstandard 14 Bar High Altitude 8 Lumen System 2.4.2 Comes with Additional House Patrick's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / g556jmzhsi70ikjcdsm8c / AOypud9QDtb5h5ELYoZQxxk ? rlkey = 7obp5svlq35q6kz7rw6ejhrer & dl = 0 2.4.3 Nonstandard 14 Bar High Altitude 8 Lumen System 2.4.4 4 Bedroom and 3 Bedroom House with 2 Bath and 1 Bath 2.4.5 Part of a development with further 2 Houses 2.4.6 Plumbing for Every Bath 2.4.7 Other two houses not for sale 2.4.8 Comes with Clothes in Every Bedroom and A PC In every bedroom 2.4.9 Comes with Kitchen in both house 2.5.0 KPOP House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 0gn89hioxlhy99hkeofl y / AOQJj6Q60JxCyfzn_Zqqh04 ? rlkey = 8997eg0yi4to9l05wocrnol53 & dl = 0 2.5.1 Kpop contest House, 4 Bedroom 4 Bath house with Upstairs Adjoiner 2.5.2 Plumbing for every baths 2.5.3 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 2.5.4 Comes with intrinsic music studio 2.5.5 Comes with clothes in every bedroom 2.5.6 Comes with PC in every bedroom 2.5.7 Comes with KPOP Marketing display tool 2.5.8 Comes with participation in radio contest 2.5.9 Music tape recorder not included 2.6.0 Intellisecure Headquarters https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / takyluondf4y22byxxkfk / AN6ShFOeGYooczDEjm8zt88 ? rlkey = 77dycju3q87ayh61ci4qlhu57 & dl = 0 2.6.1 A girl, Other Ryan, is getting surgery for her melanoma outside 2.6.2 The girl responds well to her melanoma surgery 2.6.3 There is an upstairs to the hospital 2.6.4 There are maybe 4 rooms to the hospital 2.6.5 There are toilets in each room side room 2.6.6 The girl presumably makes her way to beds in the hospital after surgery 2.6.7 There is a standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System throughout 2.6.8 There are various medical equipment needed for the girl in the main area 2.6.9 The girl might use the toilet upstairs behind the door 2.7.0 Fries' Sama-House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / zlrtcq60lnqxj7ic3cae9 / AFed_Pfio_u8Mv3_ktBn2iE ? rlkey = 5y095iaxti5w863uzuaoaa8iv & dl = 0 2.7.1 A 3 Bedroom 1 Bath Downstairs 2 Bedroom 1 Bath Upstairs House with a Dojo Outside 2.7.2 Some people have been partying in the basement 2.7.3 There is a standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System at high altitude indicating conditioned air 2.7.4 There is a toilet room in the dojo 2.7.5 There is a TV room with a TV in it 2.7.6 There is a PC and a TV in the Downstairs Bedroom 2.7.7 There is some crates of food near the kitchen 2.7.8 There is a downstairs kitchen 2.7.9 There is a whole downstairs area where Fries' Son has another bedroom and some couches 2.8.0 Borat's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / qv6mgav9tsizmepwmp8es / AMoiFypY85vOMfnKU1lwduY ? rlkey = muh8z5z7gfql71vb9b820bf4q & dl = 0 2.8.1 A very old house in kalmskya with the ownership of the town store 2.8.2 There is one toilet in the house 2.8.3 There is the neighbor's house 2.8.4 There is the store that borats family owns 2.8.5 The neighbors house has a toilet 2.8.6 Borat lives with his sister 2.8.7 There is standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System given at the house or elsewhere 2.8.8 There is goods at the store including potato and cigarrete 2.8.9 This house actually is not for sale 2.9.0 Jamal's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / jkaaa7dar68oaewd5klys / AK9ZJNVKArzUiGKT_gyPOFw ? rlkey = ie92hphxup1b4bz48f31pubed & dl = 0 2.9.1 Set of 4 Houses 2.9.2 Baths included in each house with plumbing 2.9.3 Standard 14 Bar 8 Lumen High Altitude System 2.9.4 Main Room to Each House 2.9.5 Side Room with TV to each house 2.9.6 Clothes in each bedroom 2.9.7 PC in each bedroom 2.9.8 Back Yard House with Jordan In it 2.9.9 Included marketing display 3.0.0 Centennial Retirement Home https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / dh6hgc85048bdnzv4976u / AC8LJyFV-erivp2kmxCifxA ? rlkey = jt54mis1nytwit9mfmpfdb2h0 & dl = 0 3.0.1 Eight Patient Retirement Home 3.0.2 Medical Provisions Provided 3.0.3 Personell Capacity 16 Bar and 8 Lumen System 3.0.4 Malfunctioning Exterior Toilet 3.0.5 Gymnasium and Kitchen and Pepsi Machine and Mess 3.0.6 Secure Patient Checkin with Scan System 3.0.7 Poor Right Side Adult Ward Baths 3.0.8 Adolescents Ward Can Conceal Marijuana 3.0.9 Good Oxygenation Conditioning 3.1.0 Dubstep Challenge Island https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / l5y84ufg7p5ou9bkp5y8y / AEa_4z_e7YiJp2UzkfI7OWw ? rlkey = l08yxiqn4s7k1c8lilai7y1j4 & dl = 0 3.1.1 Nuerohop out of the boat into the island mainland, avoid the wilderness! 3.1.2 Get safety to Korbis and Putin and Efe on the Dubstep Challenge 3.1.3 3 Room 1 Trap 3 Bath House Provided with Upstairs Connector 3.1.4 Kitchen and Apparatus Provided 3.1.5 First Banned From The Island Leave Up at Docks 3.1.6 Full Music Studio Included with Beachhouse 3.1.7 Some Dogs Lurk in the Wilderness On The Island 3.1.8 No Specific Oxygen Line Provided for Waste 3.1.9 Found DJ Tool in Boilerroom 3.2.0 Justin Beiber's Mom's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / s8guwv5jph98kbxwq8z9v / ADWyXiZtcTzC3myr3ZHJIOc ? rlkey = upizj57oo5t7fdx9egx113cgp & dl = 0 3.2.1 Classic Industrial Area Flat 3.2.2 Included Industrial Area Food Anglomerate Output 3.2.3 Beiber's Mom's House 1 Bedroom 1 Bath Flat Provided, Foyer Room, Kitchen, Bathroom, Bedroom 3.2.4 Beiber Child PC Text Trainer 3.2.5 Clothes In Bedroom 3.2.6 Plumbed Bathroom 3.2.7 16 Bar 8 Lumen System Provided 3.2.8 Childs Studio Provided 3.2.9 Standard Canadian Education Recomended 3.3.0 IRKLUNDANDER Commune https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / bgmfrbvkvh74qg739uqou / AGrF-BK-eA5GRxom5oI71KM ? rlkey = mbswm151h8ozh73ptt59g2s2m & dl = 0 3.3.1 3 Vox Trainer Reality Show Houses Made of Aluminum Glass 3.3.2 Toilet Included in Secret Room Beneath House 3.3.3 Community Toilet included in main area side room 3.3.4 Rations in every house 3.3.5 Space heater in every house 3.3.6 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 3.3.7 In a Winter Wonderland Area 3.3.8 Includes Clothes 3.3.9 Includes PC 3.4.0 Tim Garza's House 2 https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 4y216z2iddjpq2llkk4r9 / ACsSuQdkhToPeo-gUq4VuyM ? rlkey = 7tii9866lgyo4qy4jsshtfziu & dl = 0 3.4.1 Similar Format to Tim Garza's House 3.4.2 Includes 2 Bath 4 Bedroom 1 Community Kitchen House 3.4.3 Includes 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 3.4.4 Includes Plumbing for each Bathroom 3.4.5 Includes Appliances for the kitchen 3.4.6 Includes back and front yard entrance 3.4.7 Includes basement and clothes in every room 3.4.8 Includes tim garzas K-Workstation 3.4.9 Includes Heirloom Tomato grow actual tomato in back yard 3.5.0 JK Rowling's Castle https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / xnov07r1vsy8lgr2s7e9q / AHMvwcVoLRce2t-8bl6HMXA ? rlkey = kvh0aaz6js1gv15r3x4omf7yz & dl = 0 3.5.1 Full Castle With Dungeon and Great Hall and Dormitories in the Style of the Movie 3.5.2 Separate from castle built for movie 3.5.3 3 Classrooms moved from the set of the movie 3.5.4 Many 4 Bathrooms With Plumbing 3.5.5 Includes Hogsmeade Buildings on Grounds 3.5.6 Shrieking Shack, Three Broomsticks, and Igor's Tavern in Hogsmeade 3.5.7 Actual Hidden Tunnel to The Shrieking Shack 3.5.8 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 3.5.9 Appropriate dormitories for players of the movie 3.6.0 The Flavor Isles https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 8vyh83ce11kf5pb2gwadv / ANsJbcJKKeQI384oE8Se5UM ? rlkey = puoqw30lgu5zhk6erk9yc4s90 & dl = 0 3.6.1 Flavor Themed Disneyland Resort in Joey's Basement 3.6.2 Massive Spicy Shrieking Hut Cuisine and Other Classics 3.6.3 Stay in for a night at a 4 bedroom 4 bath resort hotel 3.6.4 Plumbing for Every bath 3.6.5 16 Bar 8 Lumen Classic System 3.6.6 Use clothes or a PC at the bedroom 3.6.7 Double Depth, Go to the next ride at the next depth 3.6.8 4 Bedroom 4 Bath House in the Hidden Area and another Restaurant 3.6.9 Full Service Recycling 3.7.0 Rented Ice Hotel https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / ddk5zf8729uaiebclbb1o / AIqBsidXAXrTQXi-PCxWdNA ? rlkey = o9yjupq7b823imenx1ybucpzl & dl = 0 3.7.1 One Room Ice Hotel 3.7.2 Made out of Ice 3.7.3 Has Bathroom and Plumbing 3.7.4 Has Ice display 3.7.5 Agnes' Ice Hotel 3.7.6 Real 5 Copy Build Method 3.7.7 16 Bar 8 Lumen Limited Oxygen System 3.7.8 Has Kitchen in Ice Hotel 3.7.9 Has Marijuana In Ice Hotel 3.8.0 Dorisburg's House https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / qy5sgm3j89td9n7g1i5r5 / AA0m-DE6cmlNiFKbL0baT5c ? 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rlkey = kf197unmk5ol7luu4mrsby970 & dl = 0 4.0.1 Nice 5 Building Town 4.0.2 Standard 16 Bar 8 Lumen System 4.0.3 Food in Some Houses 4.0.4 Scheming Old Man Putin in Burma Village 4.0.5 Kings Palace 4.0.6 Dusty Banquet in the Palace 4.0.7 Multiple Areas To All Houses 4.0.8 Trade with Putin 4.0.9 Trade for Gambling 4.1.0 Wojak Station https : // www . dropbox . com / scl / fo / 3bjjwhkgpxichahc1naxn / ACH0V5oQrWm0dsUzjeW4fso ? rlkey = z01f8v8k2hhc5z0ace0940ny7 & dl = 0 4.1.1 Full Space Adventure 4.1.2 Includes House 4.1.3 Includes Plumbing 4.1.4 Includes Cars Parked Outside Your House 4.1.5 Includes Taza's House 4.1.6 Full House Interior 4.1.7 Multiple Houses Done 4.1.8 Kitchen System To House 4.1.9 Full Bath System.
2024.05.13 04:46 Arjhanx2 Dorin Sunglass, Lord of Sweetport Sound
 | PC submitted by Arjhanx2 to ITRPCommunity [link] [comments] Reddit Account: Arjhanx2 Discord Tag: arc499 Name and House: Dorin of House Sunglass Age: 34 Cultural Group: Andal (Crownlander) Appearance: Fairly tall, fairly well-built, Dorin is usually dressed in simple clothes, favoring yellows, browns, and ocean-blues. He has pale green eyes and dark brown hair with a close beard. He usually has a kind (if tired) smile on his face. https://preview.redd.it/5ppmndf1t90d1.png?width=1344&format=png&auto=webp&s=12fa2dd3e56ae3ae50dcba2b1390876086f0204c Trait: Numerate Skill(s): Architect (e), Scrutinous, Two-handed Swords (e) Talent(s): Theology, Gardening, Writing Negative Trait(s): N/A Starting Title(s): Lord of Sweetport Sound Starting Location: Opening Event Alternate Characters: N/A AC Name and House: Laurei Sunglass Age: 32 Cultural Group: Myrish Appearance: Laurei is tall and slender, easily described as scrawny when she was younger. She has long dark hair, a sharp jaw, and dark, laughing eyes. She typically wears flashy clothes that look like they would suit a pirate, favoring lilac and dark blue as well as the white and gold of House Sunglass. When sailing, she wears a three-pointed hat that is a bit too big for her head. https://preview.redd.it/gu8i7cv2540d1.png?width=762&format=png&auto=webp&s=eb7506872d0c2fa1beb47413be52de1a1094c48d Trait: Mariner Skill(s): Admiral (e), Avaricious Talent(s): Sailing, Climbing, Paper-folding Negative Trait(s): N/A Starting Title(s): Lady of Sweetport Sound Starting Location: Opening Event Alternate Characters: N/A Biography (PC)Nine years before the Conquest, Dorin was born to Lady Alerie and Lord Lefford Sunglass. He was trained from an early age to be a steward and knight, so he might be useful to his older brother Robert, who would be lord. Dorin was heavily influenced by a young septon who was brought to Sweetport Sound to teach Lord Lefford's sons. This septon Cassandor was a mentor to Dorin, teaching him how to exalt the Seven in both a sept and a garden.When the conquest began, the ill Lord Lefford sent what meager troops and ships Sweetport Sound had to join the Targaryen host that sailed from Dragonstone. Many of these men never returned, including the master-at-arms Ser Triskett of Tally Hill, who had before been Robert and Dorin’s instructor in swordsmanship [Two-handed Weapons]. At the age of twelve, Dorin asked his father to let him go to Oldtown, to train to become a septon. Lord Lefford refused, disdaining the prospect, and removing Septon Cassandor from his position as educator. When the lord succumbed to his illness two years later, the new lord Robert let his brother go to Oldtown, and so Dorin left his family. At the Starry Sept, Dorin found solace from his grief in the menial tasks given to acolytes. He cleaned and carried and built, and was soon tasked with fashioning idols and copying texts. He began to read, too, and found texts that challenged his notions of faith and general understanding of the Seven. He focused on these radical texts, and soon was speaking out against septons during lessons and debating with his fellow acolytes. He spent the next few years like this, developing his own theological ideals and dissociating from the organized faith more and more. By the time Dorin was seventeen, he even convinced some of the other acolytes, making friends and ambitiously trying to form a new morality for the faith, even writing his own texts and treatises under the pen name “Septon Lefford.” However, this endeavor ended as a wiser person could have expected. Dorin was not anointed as a septon when he should have been, nor was he the next year or the next. Despairing, he was forced to leave the sept, lest he spend the rest of his life as an acolyte. He felt he couldn’t return to the family and home he abandoned years ago, so he instead attempted to forge a life on his own. Rejected by the faith, Dorin sold his seven-sided crystal for a horse, sword, and change of apparel, stuffed his journals and writings into his saddlebags, and left the city of Oldtown. After a few weeks living on the road, Dorin found his coin running short and his boredom growing. He found himself at Horn Hill, where he stayed for a while, befriending Garlan Tarly. From there, he felt he had learned a new perspective on the Conquest, different from what his family had taught him. He wanted to see as much as he could, and set out on a long journey around the country. The next few years, he traveled and lived as a freerider, only using his name and highborn birth when he had no alternative. He faced danger, met a thousand smallfolk and wanderers, and saw castles and towns across the land [Architecture]. Dorin was twenty-four when he was told about what had happened in the Kingswood. The way it was told, every noble in the Crownlands had been involved, and in truth that was barely an exaggeration. Dorin resolved to travel back home, to make sure his family was safe, even though he hadn’t spoken to them in ten long years. When he arrived at King’s Landing, he learned that his brother Robert had been killed by the bandits, one death among hundreds. Instead of going to Sweetport Sound, Dorin personally helped in the effort to sweep out the culprits in the Kingswood, after finding that Garlan Tarly was involved in organizing it. Driven on by grief and guilt, he killed two men during the hunting down of the bandits, dueling one with his bastard sword and riding down another [Two-Handed Weapons (e)]. He quickly regretted this, believing he had sinned against the Seven by not showing mercy and capturing them for trial. Expecting punishment for these actions, he was instead knighted by Garlan. He also met with a hedge knight, Ser Beric, who had found the blade of the sword Sunglass, taken from the corpse of one of the bandit leaders. The gold and gems had been stripped from the handle and crossguard, so Dorin would later have a new crossguard and handle forged, black iron around a seven-pointed star in pale gold. As a reward, he took the hedge knight into service as the new Lord of Sweetport Sound. He also accomplished his original goal in participating in these efforts: he found the Silent Sisters and from them recovered his brother’s bones, cleaned and ready for burial. He took these back with him as he left King’s Landing, dark-eyed and disillusioned, and sailed for Sweetport Sound. Dorin reunited with his mother, grieving Robert, and Septon Cassandor, who still served the house. After burying his brother on Tally Hill next to their father, Dorin kept himself in the sept, rarely leaving even to eat or sleep. He went on like this for a whole moon. Cassandor tried to convince Dorin to leave, to ride with him around the island that was now Dorin’s domain, but the Lord Sunglass refused. It took his mother visiting him in the sept to force him to recover. From then on, Dorin rode with Cassandor on a near-daily basis, getting to know the home he had left and beginning to get personally involved in the workings of the harbor town. He put to use what he had learned in his years at Oldtown, taking note of how things were built and ordered there and applying it to his island lordship [Numerate; Architecture (e)]. Over the next five years, Dorin grew into his place as Lord. He named his hedge knight Ser Beric of Tally Hill, elevating him to be Dorin’s personal sworn sword. Septon Cassandor also recruited a Septa, Alys, who was a Merryweather before joining the clergy. Cassandor found that she had a mind for numbers, and Dorin employed her in helping him with logistics—an unusual role for a Septa, but one she excelled at. During this time, it was expected of Dorin to arrange a marriage for himself. Both Septon Cassandor and his mother insisted he do so, suggesting a few matches from nearby houses. When he was nine-and-seven, he agreed to marry the young Beatrice Massey, on the condition that first he take a trip to Essos, hoping to see some of the world before bogging himself down with a family. He hired an Essosi sellsail ship out of King’s Landing to act as both his guide and passage, and took Septa Alys and Ser Beric with him. First, they traveled to Braavos, on the way to which Dorin drank with the sellsail crew and found he liked their company, particularly the captain, a Myrish woman named Laurei. While visiting Braavos, Dorin learned of the House of Black and White and even—against the advice of the sellsails—visited the temple and prayed to the statue of the Stranger; he was fascinated by the temple and the inclusion of different gods under one faith. He felt his love for theology return, perhaps even stronger than it was in Oldtown. Next the Queen of Myr sailed for Pentos. Along the way, Dorin spent more time with the captain, to a point that concerned Septa Alys. He and Laurei seemed to match each other very well, and they would talk and laugh for hours on the ship’s deck. When they arrived in Pentos Dorin found the city less appealing than Braavos. Early into their stay in Pentos, Dorin insisted he and his companions leave the city and ride north with horses and provisions bought from his own pocket, and he asked Laurei to come with them. The captain agreed, and the small party rode through the Pentoshi countryside and into Andalos. Though the land was empty but for shepherds and hamlets, Dorin found it beautiful. It was, to him, the place where his faith and his house originated, the ancient home that he felt, in a way, close to. They traveled from the banks of the Little Rhoyne to the northern Andalos hills, then finally to the western coast before returning to Pentos. Along the way, Dorin and Laurei grew even closer, until at one point they stargazed together at night, and Dorin realized he was in love. When they returned, the Queen of Myr left Pentos and sailed for the trip’s final destination, the ship’s home city of Myr. Laurei guided them through the sights of the city, where Dorin met a Magister—whom he disliked—and commissioned a seven-pointed star from a glassblower—whom he liked. After they had seen the landmarks, they left Septa Alys and Ser Beric behind, and Laurei led Dorin through the slums of Myr as he had led her through the hills of Andalos. She showed him the squalor to which she was born, and he asked her for her story, enraptured and enamored. Together they sponsored orphans with Dorin’s Westerosi coin, and Dorin saw the ingenuity displayed in the resourceful houses and makeshift buildings [Scrutinous]. However, Dorin saw other things as well, including a moment that scarred him: a red priest tossing severed limbs into a fire, cut from the bodies of the impoverished children. Laurei had to stop him from attacking the priest on the street, and decided to call their trip to a close for his sake. They returned to the Queen of Myr and set sail for Westeros. Dorin spoke with Septa Alys and Ser Beric, informing them of what he planned to do. They voiced their objections, which he acknowledged and did not heed. On the night before they arrived back, Dorin asked Laurei to marry him, to be the lady of Sweetport Sound. She agreed. Dorin’s trip to Essos took a total of seven months, cost his house quite a bit of its treasury, and broke the political arrangement between Sunglass and Massey. He never regretted it once, and changed everything he could to make Sweetport Sound a home to Laurei. Her Myrish galley took up residence in the docks, along with two other ships she owned, and she and Dorin would often spend the day sailing along the Blackwater Bay. Soon enough, the two had their first daughter, Joanna, and three years later their second, Rohanne. Now Dorin’s lordship of Sweetport Sound is in its tenth year, and he has been summoned to King’s Landing for the hunt and celebration of the two princes. He has his peace, his family, his prosperous island. Perhaps the time has come to prove he deserves to keep it all.
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2024.05.13 04:12 thefinalroman Harlan Tyrell - Lord of Highgarden
 | Reddit Account: u/thefinalroman submitted by thefinalroman to ITRPCommunity [link] [comments] Discord Tag: Ravd Name and House: Harlan Tyrell Age: 53 Cultural Group: Reachman Appearance: Not particularly tall, with a body that has begun to show both its age and a slight paunch. Harlan maintains a great bushy beard of brown hair, and projects an air of intelligence and wit. https://preview.redd.it/2fyapy89r30d1.png?width=768&format=png&auto=webp&s=5f8abb5e72fae0aea7ff766ea4f410a50a7797d5 Trait: Numerate Skill(s): Avaricious (e), Architect, Scrutinous, Broker Talent(s): Reading, Writing, Architecture Negative Trait(s): N/A Starting Title(s): Lord Paramount of the Reach, Lord of Highgarden, Warden of the South Starting Location: King's Landing Alternate Characters: N/A Biography: Growing up, Harlan always wanted to be more than what his family had been limited to. He had heard and read stories of the founding of his house, of Ser Alester Tyrell and his skill at arms, of the inheritance of Gareth Tyrell, and the good works they had done in order to establish the members of House Tyrell as the hereditary stewards of the Reach. He endeavored to live up to their works, to build the Reach into the greatest kingdom in all of Westeros. And yet, Harlan found himself saddled with a king who found that gold was best spent, rather than saved or invested. Time and time again, Harlan’s father and eventually Harlan himself tried to curb the appetites of King Mern IX, and time and time again they were rebuffed. It came to a head when, at the nameday celebration of the young boy Gyles Gardener, Harlan balked at the king’s wishes for an extravagant ceremony. “My king, he is but a boy, and not even in line for the throne.” Harlan had said politely, reviewing the ledgers of the Reach even as the king drunkenly rose from his seat. Wine sloshing from his cup, the king had gripped his steward’s shoulder with one hand, partly to stabilize himself, mainly to prevent the man from escaping. “I am the king, you dolt. And celebrations and festivities are all I wish. Glory and honor, good times and plenty are my right. You can keep your golden flowers, and count them as you wish.” The king then let out a loud guffaw, and declared that Harlan Tyrell would henceforth be known as “the Lord of Golden Flowers”, a mocking title for a house with no lands, no armies, and no prospects of advancement. Harlan took the issue in stride, and made the golden rose the symbol of his house. It would still be a house with no castle of its own, no lands, and yet House Tyrell would make sure the Reach grew. Then, the dragons came. Then King Mern IX rode off with the largest host Westeros had ever seen, and did not return, smoke and ash drifting off of the Field of Fire. When Gyles Gardener returned alone, grey-faced and utterly bereft, Harlan could not believe the irony. Would this boy, whose nameday farce had given Harlan his purpose, now ascend as his king? As fate would have it, no. Gyles, having seen enough horrors for one lifetime, elected to vacate his family’s heritage. Harlan, seeing where the wind was blowing, elected to open the gates to Aegon Targaryen, hoping to be spared whatever cruelty the Conqueror had in mind. As fate would have it, Harlan received something beyond all imagination: lordship. Not just over a single keep, but over the entire Reach. It was more than he could dream for, and more than he could handle at first. And yet, he made it work. Harlan forged stronger ties with Dorne, using money and economic ties where his predecessors once tried to use armies. He worked hard to integrate Lord Gyles (for the boy, now man, had won himself honor through combat) into the workings of the realm, ensuring that, no matter how many grumbled, none could say Lord Harlan was not doing all he could for the Reach. When the Conqueror died, Harlan scarcely glanced up from his ledgers. Even if the realm upended itself in war, the Reach could only survive through the might of its wealth, its power to raise and feed armies. So, Harlan continued, working hard with the Regent in order to ensure the prosperity of the realm. Rhaenys seemed content to dither away on an isle in the Stepstones, and Visenya had isolated herself in the Vale. So long as they did not bother him, he would not raise a finger against them. The Kingswood Catastrophe, the increase in holy fanatics, none of that compared to the Battle of Stonebridge. Lord Harlan had ventured forth to capture the Orphans, only to witness fire devour a river, eating its way down the Mander. His goal was ever the same: to build the Reach into the greatest region in all of Westeros. But, now he had a focus: to oppose those who would threaten everything, and to prevent madmen from burning it all down. Timeline
ACName and House: Gareth TyrellAge: 23 Cultural Group: Reachman Appearance: Gareth resembles a younger version of his father, sans the beard, and somewhat thinner. https://preview.redd.it/vhlpk1obr30d1.jpg?width=768&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=64e6c31a518ab1fd60e263224d8b605265db86f1 Trait: Mastermind Skill(s): Espionage (e), Devious Talent(s): Book Repair, Illumination, Poetry Negative Trait(s): N/A Starting Title(s): Heir to Highgarden Starting Location: King's Landing Alternate Characters: N/A NPCs
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2024.05.13 03:38 antiLimited this is very musiccore soundpilled (rulemaxxed)
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2024.05.13 00:37 Independent_Pen7176 I am a 29F who is at the end of her rope—A LIFE STORY. PART ONE
This is long and confusing, so I will try my best to keep things chronological and concise. I think I need to tell someone my story, because I hope it will help someone somehow. Maybe it will help me. Maybe it will help a stranger. Maybe it will die in the history of the internet and live on after I am gone. If anything, I have this saved on my computer so maybe if I am struck down with dementia someone can read this to me a la The Notebook (I think that was the plot…I don’t remember). This is assuming I make it to old age and want to remember my personal journey. I don’t know. If you get through this post and want to comment, okay. But if your comment is ‘go tell this to a therapist’, know that your concern is truly appreciated and think of this as me practicing what to say and how to say it.
This is not a “woe is me” story. I am realistic enough to look back and think I had somethings good, but I am also honest enough with myself to know I have seen some crazy shit.
NOTE: My memory of the following has a lot of holes, but I think I have most of the ages/years down, well enough. Hopefully you, the reader, can follow along well enough.
FOR REFERENCE:
I grew up poor, in a sense. We grew up in a rural “city” notorious for violence (drugs, prostitution, murders, etc.). My mom was a young, single parent and was a stripper up until I was 4yo (obviously I did not know that is what she was doing for work; I just knew she wasn’t home some nights and we would stay with my grandmother). I remember living with a constant fear that she would die. I had three siblings (an older sister, an older brother, and a younger brother—the older brother lived with his father most of the time).
Just before I turned four, my mom was arrested and I lived with my grandmother (maternal, obviously) for about four years, along with my older sister and younger brother. To this day it is still unclear why my mom was arrested, but I have 90% of the story. My mom’s older brother killed a man. (There is no disputing this; he called his mom [my grandma] and my mom and they met him after the murder.) Some people in the family said that my mom drove the victim’s car, hid it, and burned it; some people say my mom burned the getaway car my uncle drove. My mom said she refused to testify in court. (About what? I don’t know. No one in my family likes to talk about it.) Regardless, my mom was sentenced to eight years in prison (she would only serve 3 or 4 years), so I, along with my older sister and younger brother, would live with my grandma and step-grandfather (who was ~15 years younger than my grandma). My grandma would not take us to visit our mother until two years into her sentence. (My mom said that my grandma wanted her to confess to the murder because ‘a woman with children would get a lighter sentence’ and that my grandma ‘did not want to lose her only son’. I don’t know if this is true, but my grandmother wasted every last dime trying to get her son out, which would never happen.) My grandma’s house was a dilapidated trailer: there was no AC/heating, there were holes in the floor covered with plywood, and the walls in the shower were covered in duct tape. I was too little to be embarrassed by the squalor we lived in, but when I think back on it now, I understand why I never had friends over. (Our town was small, and my friends’ parents probably wouldn’t feel comfortable sending their children over, understandably.)
Despite everything, I had a happy few years there. I LOVED my grandma and grandpa, and being so young, I eventually forgot about my mom. My grandma read cheap paperbacks all the time, so I got into reading. We didn’t have money for books and at the time my county didn’t even have a bookstore, but I would save the fifty cents I got for snack money everyday and order books from the paper Scholastic magazines I got from school. (I didn’t even know to be embarrassed handing the teacher my order form and paying for $13 of books with a plastic bag of nickels and dimes.) To this day, I think reading saved my life. It gave me a world to escape into.
My grandma had a dark past. She was from a different state and one of five kids. (Two brothers died in a house fire when they were kids, one sister was hit and killed by a car as a teenager, and the other sister was sent to live in a mental institution as a teenager.) My grandma refused to talk about her family, and I had never met them. (All this information would come to light years after her death, and I would eventually meet her “crazy” sister once—I was nine and she came to my grandma’s house and showed me a dead baby bird she had in a coin wallet she kept in her purse, and I believe she is dead now.) My grandma was an alcoholic and homewrecker, by all accounts, and would disappear for months, sometimes years at a time, while her own children were growing up.. She had three children and the father of those children is debatable. My uncle (the one who killed a guy) would rape his sisters (this is confirmed), and when my grandma found out she sent him to a boy’s facility (think juvie). It has been hinted that after this my grandma would pimp out her preteen daughter at bars to older men (this is my aunt—-the middle child—who was pretty distant, understandably, in my younger years).
~~~~~~~~~~~Writing interrupted. My mom just called me to see what I was doing. I lied and said I was working on my book (isn’t this Reddit post a book, though? Where’s the lie?) in a ‘not now’ manner, and she quickly got off the phone. I refuse to tell her happy Mother’s Day. Now let’s get back to the story.
This backstory of my grandma’s was obviously unknown to me as a child. I had seen her drink twice in my years with her. I thought she was fucking Mother Theresa. She took us (her grandkids) to a Pentecostal church faithfully and had a seemingly good relationship with the ‘brothers and sisters’ of the church. I hated church as a kid and am the only one to have never been baptized. My grandma, however, was not Pentecostal. She wore pants, cussed, all that jazz, and she never enforced the religion on us. But we had to go to church, and if I spent the entire sermon reading a Junie B. Jones book, she would not correct me. She asked us if we wanted to be baptized and when I said ‘no’ it was no big deal. (To this day, I am not sure why we went to church. I think she wants a spiritual relationship with God and some type of exposure to the atmosphere for us. But sometimes we would go five times a week and I hated it.)
When I was about 7yo I started to feel ‘embarrassed’ about my home life. I wouldn’t say I was bullied, but no one wanted to play with me. I wasn’t the ‘stinky kid’ and I wasn’t the ‘weird kid’, but I was definitely the ‘smart kid’ and I still think that it alienated me. I had one friend, who I had made in Pre-K, but she even seemed to be gravitating towards the ‘popular crowd’. (Cliques start young, huh?) Luckily, when I was 8yo a new girl came to my school. She had been home-schooled and came from a Pentecostal family but had moved to town and was living with her mom and two brothers while her parents went through a nasty divorce (that would drag out for eight years.) Let’s call her ‘Ruth’. At the time, my only friend started hanging out with Ruth at recess. I was jealous that I was left alone and hate Ruth whole-heartedly. Ruth, as it turned out, was jealous of me and hated me too. Needless to say, after two months of mean-mugging each other we became the best of friends. If reading saved my life, Ruth was this reason I was alive in the first place.
INTERMISSION: ABOUT RUTH
Thinking back on it now, Ruth was the first love of my life. Her father was an extremely wealthy businessman who lived in a big city two hours away from our town (I would only meet him three times). Her mother was a teacher who was renting a house in our town and although there were financial struggles throughout the divorce, Ruth’s mom was solidly middle-class. (I remember going to her house for the first time, complete with a ‘breakfast room’, four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a pool, a ‘dining room’ lined with encyclopedias, they had a COMPUTER with INTERNET, she even had a horse!—It was all so fancy for my hick brain.) Ruth could also say words like ‘slut’ and ‘ho’ and ‘freak (in place of FUCK)’, which were cuss words at my house. Her mom would just always say “Ruth MIDDLE-NAME, I rebuke that in the name of Jesus” and Ruth would laugh it off.
Needless to say, Ruth’s house was the tits and I would ride the school bus home with her every Friday afternoon and stay until her mom dropped me off after Sunday morning service. But Ruth definitely lacked a lot of things.
Ruth’s mom was weird. She was an ‘older mom’ and had a nice house that was never clean and she never cooked. Her kids lived off take-out, frozen pizzas, and TV dinners—-which was cool as hell to 8yo me. She was not there much, spending most of her time at Women’s Church Conferences or working. Her mother was a religious-nut. I say that with caution because she is a lovely and important figure in my life, but I would wake up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water and her mother would always be convulsing on the living room floor, speaking in tongues, praying. This was typical behavior. I think her mom let me hang out with her because I, too, ‘grew up Pentecostal’....but we know that’s not really the case, huh? Obviously two 8yo girls don’t sit around and talk about God all day. Ruth believed in her faith, but she NEVER asked if I believed in it or tried to convert me. We were happy and accepting of one another.
Ruth had two older brothers, one who was ~6 years older and another that was ~3 years older. The oldest was mean, and Ruth and him fought like cats and dogs. And I am talking they would draw blood. Ruth’s oldest brother definitely gave off I-am-going-to-be-atheist-to-piss-off-my-mom and brooding-dark-may-grow-up-to-be-a-criminal-vibes. His mom constantly said he was possessed by a demon and needed to turn to God. I remember that, although I was not scared of him, he seemed uncomfortable around me from the beginning. He did not speak with me much and spent most of his time in his room playing video games. He was obsessed with guns and knives and the back of his bedroom door was obliterated from him getting angry and taking it out on the door with his knives. It was strange because his mom kept trophies from his younger years for all the statewide Bible Competitions he won. (He knew the bible better than anyone I have ever met.) It was all a big red flag, looking back. But, for the most part, when I was around he disappeared. He was in high school when I first started coming around and would move out in a couple of years. The other brother, the middle child who I will call ‘David’, was awesome. He spent most of his time building computers in his room, but would smile and say hi to me in the hall when I was over. He had a Mitch Hedberg sense of humor. He wasn’t super attractive, but he was cute and all the girls at church thought so too. (My grandma did not go to their church, but I attended Sunday morning service with Ruth thousands of times and knew their youth group pretty well.) In high school, he would have a lucrative side-hustle fixing people’s computers, iPods, and smartphones and would buy Ruth and I candy and snacks all the time. Remember, we are talking 2002-2010 era, and he had the ‘emo’ hair, skateboarded, and was a nerdy-comedian type who could build computers—he had it going on. He was my first childhood crush, but he definitely saw Ruth and I as adoring and annoying little sisters.
Ruth herself was not very interested when it came to schoolwork. She definitely was not the homeschool-child-prodigy stereotype. But she knew how to play multiple musical instruments and was an insanely talented artist. Over the course of our friendship I developed a love for art and music—she made me into a creative person when I had always been a very analytical person. (Today, I am a fairly skilled artist and I play guitar.) But I had an effect on her too. I was a very clean person and cleaning had always been a coping mechanism for me. (My grandma always said ‘Being poor is no excuse for being dirty’.) In the early days I would go to Ruth’s messy house and I would convince her we should clean her room ‘for fun’. I didn’t like messy places, but I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so I would explain to her that cleaning was something I liked. I got her hooked on cleaning, because we would end up detailing the disgusting kitchen ‘for fun’ every weekend and she started keeping her room in meticulous order, although the rest of her family lived like slobs. (And yes, dear reader, cleaning and joking around with her are some of my favorite memories. I remember detailing the inside of the kitchen fridge with her in vivid memory.) I also got her hooked on reading and interested in schoolwork. Needless to say, she gave me the confidence to be more creative and I taught her how to put a little bit more structure in her artsy-chaotic world. I was feeling true happiness.
~~~~~Writing NOTE: There are some events/details in here which bleed into the next section but seemed best placed here. The next section will pick up when I am 8/9yo and my mom is released from prison.
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This is not a “woe is me” story. I am realistic enough to look back and think I had somethings good, but I am also honest enough with myself to know I have seen some crazy shit.
NOTE: My memory of the following has a lot of holes, but I think I have most of the ages/years down, well enough. Hopefully you, the reader, can follow along well enough.
FOR REFERENCE:
- My mom’s children from oldest to youngest: sister #1, brother #1, ME, brother #2 (eight years later would come sister #2 and brother #3)
- My grandma’s children from oldest to youngest: uncle, aunt, MY MOM
- Ruth: my best friend, the youngest of 3 kids (had two older brothers)
I grew up poor, in a sense. We grew up in a rural “city” notorious for violence (drugs, prostitution, murders, etc.). My mom was a young, single parent and was a stripper up until I was 4yo (obviously I did not know that is what she was doing for work; I just knew she wasn’t home some nights and we would stay with my grandmother). I remember living with a constant fear that she would die. I had three siblings (an older sister, an older brother, and a younger brother—the older brother lived with his father most of the time).
Just before I turned four, my mom was arrested and I lived with my grandmother (maternal, obviously) for about four years, along with my older sister and younger brother. To this day it is still unclear why my mom was arrested, but I have 90% of the story. My mom’s older brother killed a man. (There is no disputing this; he called his mom [my grandma] and my mom and they met him after the murder.) Some people in the family said that my mom drove the victim’s car, hid it, and burned it; some people say my mom burned the getaway car my uncle drove. My mom said she refused to testify in court. (About what? I don’t know. No one in my family likes to talk about it.) Regardless, my mom was sentenced to eight years in prison (she would only serve 3 or 4 years), so I, along with my older sister and younger brother, would live with my grandma and step-grandfather (who was ~15 years younger than my grandma). My grandma would not take us to visit our mother until two years into her sentence. (My mom said that my grandma wanted her to confess to the murder because ‘a woman with children would get a lighter sentence’ and that my grandma ‘did not want to lose her only son’. I don’t know if this is true, but my grandmother wasted every last dime trying to get her son out, which would never happen.) My grandma’s house was a dilapidated trailer: there was no AC/heating, there were holes in the floor covered with plywood, and the walls in the shower were covered in duct tape. I was too little to be embarrassed by the squalor we lived in, but when I think back on it now, I understand why I never had friends over. (Our town was small, and my friends’ parents probably wouldn’t feel comfortable sending their children over, understandably.)
Despite everything, I had a happy few years there. I LOVED my grandma and grandpa, and being so young, I eventually forgot about my mom. My grandma read cheap paperbacks all the time, so I got into reading. We didn’t have money for books and at the time my county didn’t even have a bookstore, but I would save the fifty cents I got for snack money everyday and order books from the paper Scholastic magazines I got from school. (I didn’t even know to be embarrassed handing the teacher my order form and paying for $13 of books with a plastic bag of nickels and dimes.) To this day, I think reading saved my life. It gave me a world to escape into.
My grandma had a dark past. She was from a different state and one of five kids. (Two brothers died in a house fire when they were kids, one sister was hit and killed by a car as a teenager, and the other sister was sent to live in a mental institution as a teenager.) My grandma refused to talk about her family, and I had never met them. (All this information would come to light years after her death, and I would eventually meet her “crazy” sister once—I was nine and she came to my grandma’s house and showed me a dead baby bird she had in a coin wallet she kept in her purse, and I believe she is dead now.) My grandma was an alcoholic and homewrecker, by all accounts, and would disappear for months, sometimes years at a time, while her own children were growing up.. She had three children and the father of those children is debatable. My uncle (the one who killed a guy) would rape his sisters (this is confirmed), and when my grandma found out she sent him to a boy’s facility (think juvie). It has been hinted that after this my grandma would pimp out her preteen daughter at bars to older men (this is my aunt—-the middle child—who was pretty distant, understandably, in my younger years).
~~~~~~~~~~~Writing interrupted. My mom just called me to see what I was doing. I lied and said I was working on my book (isn’t this Reddit post a book, though? Where’s the lie?) in a ‘not now’ manner, and she quickly got off the phone. I refuse to tell her happy Mother’s Day. Now let’s get back to the story.
This backstory of my grandma’s was obviously unknown to me as a child. I had seen her drink twice in my years with her. I thought she was fucking Mother Theresa. She took us (her grandkids) to a Pentecostal church faithfully and had a seemingly good relationship with the ‘brothers and sisters’ of the church. I hated church as a kid and am the only one to have never been baptized. My grandma, however, was not Pentecostal. She wore pants, cussed, all that jazz, and she never enforced the religion on us. But we had to go to church, and if I spent the entire sermon reading a Junie B. Jones book, she would not correct me. She asked us if we wanted to be baptized and when I said ‘no’ it was no big deal. (To this day, I am not sure why we went to church. I think she wants a spiritual relationship with God and some type of exposure to the atmosphere for us. But sometimes we would go five times a week and I hated it.)
When I was about 7yo I started to feel ‘embarrassed’ about my home life. I wouldn’t say I was bullied, but no one wanted to play with me. I wasn’t the ‘stinky kid’ and I wasn’t the ‘weird kid’, but I was definitely the ‘smart kid’ and I still think that it alienated me. I had one friend, who I had made in Pre-K, but she even seemed to be gravitating towards the ‘popular crowd’. (Cliques start young, huh?) Luckily, when I was 8yo a new girl came to my school. She had been home-schooled and came from a Pentecostal family but had moved to town and was living with her mom and two brothers while her parents went through a nasty divorce (that would drag out for eight years.) Let’s call her ‘Ruth’. At the time, my only friend started hanging out with Ruth at recess. I was jealous that I was left alone and hate Ruth whole-heartedly. Ruth, as it turned out, was jealous of me and hated me too. Needless to say, after two months of mean-mugging each other we became the best of friends. If reading saved my life, Ruth was this reason I was alive in the first place.
INTERMISSION: ABOUT RUTH
Thinking back on it now, Ruth was the first love of my life. Her father was an extremely wealthy businessman who lived in a big city two hours away from our town (I would only meet him three times). Her mother was a teacher who was renting a house in our town and although there were financial struggles throughout the divorce, Ruth’s mom was solidly middle-class. (I remember going to her house for the first time, complete with a ‘breakfast room’, four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a pool, a ‘dining room’ lined with encyclopedias, they had a COMPUTER with INTERNET, she even had a horse!—It was all so fancy for my hick brain.) Ruth could also say words like ‘slut’ and ‘ho’ and ‘freak (in place of FUCK)’, which were cuss words at my house. Her mom would just always say “Ruth MIDDLE-NAME, I rebuke that in the name of Jesus” and Ruth would laugh it off.
Needless to say, Ruth’s house was the tits and I would ride the school bus home with her every Friday afternoon and stay until her mom dropped me off after Sunday morning service. But Ruth definitely lacked a lot of things.
Ruth’s mom was weird. She was an ‘older mom’ and had a nice house that was never clean and she never cooked. Her kids lived off take-out, frozen pizzas, and TV dinners—-which was cool as hell to 8yo me. She was not there much, spending most of her time at Women’s Church Conferences or working. Her mother was a religious-nut. I say that with caution because she is a lovely and important figure in my life, but I would wake up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water and her mother would always be convulsing on the living room floor, speaking in tongues, praying. This was typical behavior. I think her mom let me hang out with her because I, too, ‘grew up Pentecostal’....but we know that’s not really the case, huh? Obviously two 8yo girls don’t sit around and talk about God all day. Ruth believed in her faith, but she NEVER asked if I believed in it or tried to convert me. We were happy and accepting of one another.
Ruth had two older brothers, one who was ~6 years older and another that was ~3 years older. The oldest was mean, and Ruth and him fought like cats and dogs. And I am talking they would draw blood. Ruth’s oldest brother definitely gave off I-am-going-to-be-atheist-to-piss-off-my-mom and brooding-dark-may-grow-up-to-be-a-criminal-vibes. His mom constantly said he was possessed by a demon and needed to turn to God. I remember that, although I was not scared of him, he seemed uncomfortable around me from the beginning. He did not speak with me much and spent most of his time in his room playing video games. He was obsessed with guns and knives and the back of his bedroom door was obliterated from him getting angry and taking it out on the door with his knives. It was strange because his mom kept trophies from his younger years for all the statewide Bible Competitions he won. (He knew the bible better than anyone I have ever met.) It was all a big red flag, looking back. But, for the most part, when I was around he disappeared. He was in high school when I first started coming around and would move out in a couple of years. The other brother, the middle child who I will call ‘David’, was awesome. He spent most of his time building computers in his room, but would smile and say hi to me in the hall when I was over. He had a Mitch Hedberg sense of humor. He wasn’t super attractive, but he was cute and all the girls at church thought so too. (My grandma did not go to their church, but I attended Sunday morning service with Ruth thousands of times and knew their youth group pretty well.) In high school, he would have a lucrative side-hustle fixing people’s computers, iPods, and smartphones and would buy Ruth and I candy and snacks all the time. Remember, we are talking 2002-2010 era, and he had the ‘emo’ hair, skateboarded, and was a nerdy-comedian type who could build computers—he had it going on. He was my first childhood crush, but he definitely saw Ruth and I as adoring and annoying little sisters.
Ruth herself was not very interested when it came to schoolwork. She definitely was not the homeschool-child-prodigy stereotype. But she knew how to play multiple musical instruments and was an insanely talented artist. Over the course of our friendship I developed a love for art and music—she made me into a creative person when I had always been a very analytical person. (Today, I am a fairly skilled artist and I play guitar.) But I had an effect on her too. I was a very clean person and cleaning had always been a coping mechanism for me. (My grandma always said ‘Being poor is no excuse for being dirty’.) In the early days I would go to Ruth’s messy house and I would convince her we should clean her room ‘for fun’. I didn’t like messy places, but I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so I would explain to her that cleaning was something I liked. I got her hooked on cleaning, because we would end up detailing the disgusting kitchen ‘for fun’ every weekend and she started keeping her room in meticulous order, although the rest of her family lived like slobs. (And yes, dear reader, cleaning and joking around with her are some of my favorite memories. I remember detailing the inside of the kitchen fridge with her in vivid memory.) I also got her hooked on reading and interested in schoolwork. Needless to say, she gave me the confidence to be more creative and I taught her how to put a little bit more structure in her artsy-chaotic world. I was feeling true happiness.
~~~~~Writing NOTE: There are some events/details in here which bleed into the next section but seemed best placed here. The next section will pick up when I am 8/9yo and my mom is released from prison.
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