Kneel and Speak your Name'Tis only proper Aelith Rhaella Targaryen
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Aelith TargaryenOther Names:
Little Dragon Age:
13Place of Birth:
King's LandingBirth Right:
Princess of the Iron ThroneSexuality:
Straight - ishCannon or Original:
A Soldier, A Scholar and a KingHair:
A Strapping Lad and A Comely Lass
Purple, and at times, black.Height:
100 lbsBody Type:
Thin, but developing nicelyGeneral Description:
Aelith is a wisp of a girl, with thin longish limbs, a bit gangly even, though she is of average height for a woman. Her body has developed early, giving her a woman's shape early in her life. Her hair is a bit wild most of the time, and the palest blonde as is the rest of her family. Her skin is very fair, paler than most people. She has clear purple eyes, but something about the madness in her turns them black from time to time, and nobody can quite explain why or how it happens.
Aelith doesn't like to wear clothes, but she is told often that she must, and so she does. She prefers light airy gowns and slippers that don't constrict her movements as she flits about from place to place. Her clothes suit her looks as well, with her pixie like features and quirky expressions. Nobody can ever be exactly sure what she is thinking. Her body and face are always full of life, bouncing and fluttering around like a bird at any moment, Aelith is a hard girl to keep track of.
I Have Read Your MemoirsCharacter Likes:
Everything About you...is in some book...somewhere
~Her older siblings
~Old, smelly men
~The Gold Cloaks
~When her brothers leave her alone to play
~Being cold Habits:
~Chasing and playing with rats
~Making loud noises when she gets excited
~Speaking too quickly
~Making up storiesLust:
To find a dragon and marry one of her brothers to continue the Targaryen lineDread:
Her father when he is in a madnessLittle Birds:
Often hides from her father or the guards so she can go and have fun instead. Has inherited most of the madness of the Targaryen line. Overall Personality
Aelith is a flighty girl, always bouncing from one place to another, and often moving just as quickly from thought to thought. But a man would be a fool to assume that she was dim witted just because her attention turns quickly. Aelith is in fact very intelligent. She learns things easily and even becomes bored when forced to spend too much time on one topic. She loves music and gets excited very easily, most of the time being a cheery and fun loving young woman.
Her biggest fear is her father. She is often the only child at home, and his moods become dangerous from time to time, leaving his wrath to fall mostly on her. To avoid his wrath, Aelith has learned good hiding places. Aside from her father, she fears nobody. Foolish perhaps, but true.
But there is another side to the Little Dragon. Seemingly at the drop of a hat, she can fall into 'the madness' and those times are dangerous for anyone around. She becomes like a wild animal, lashing out furiously at people or objects, spewing crazy words or ideas at whoever is around, and lashing out with fingers like claws if she becomes violent.
The Blood Calls to Us!Father:
Clan and Kin
Aerys II Targaryen, KingMother:
Rhaella Targaryen, QueenBrother(s):
Rhaegar Targaryen (older brother), Daemon Targaryen (older brother) Viserys Targaryen (Younger brother)Sister(s))
None yetOther: Town of Birth:
King's LandingCurrent Location:
King's LandingOverall History:
Aelith was born as a welcome addition to the Targaryen family, at least to her mother Rhaella. She had wanted a daughter, and Aerys had not much cared either way. He had his heirs, and the birth of a girl pleased his wife. That was enough. And so Aelith was raised with the love of a mother and two older brothers who doted on her when they had the time, though they were of the age to be training to become strong men and leaders of the realm. After Rhaegar left on his different journeys here and there, it was just Aelith and Daemon left at home, and often that meant Aelith was left to perform more womanly tasks on her own or with her hand maidens.
She didn't much care for needle work and tea services, though she did very much enjoy dancing lessons. After a few practice runs of the dance, she almost always had it memorized, and when she decided to start adding her own steps tot he dances, Aelith was frequently scolded and sent off to do something else.
At about four years old, her mother started insisting
that Aelith wear clothing, much to her dismay. It was harder to dance in clothing, and learn music, she insisted, but her mother would hear none of it. Furious, Aelith went into her first mad rage, and came too in a place she did not recognize, holding the heart of a small animal in her hands. Frightened, she went home immediately, and bawled when she could not explain the blood on her hands. Her father went into a fury, demanding to know if she had been harmed, and when it became clear that she wasn't, he calmed, but after that, she was always wary of her father. It was only made worse on the day that she oversaw from the corner, her father forcing a hot brand into her older brother's flesh.
Though they did not spend a lot of time together any more, Aelith loved her brother very much, more now, since Rhaegar had been married to a woman. That meant that she had to choose Daemon or Viserys to marry. Viserys was a very annoying and loud baby, and she didn't want to marry him. So, naturally, she had chosen Daemon to be her husband when she became a woman, as it should be. And when her father hurt him like that, it made her angry and afraid. She did not want to be around a father who would hurt someone she loved so much.
But then... Daemon started going away. When he did, Aelith started sneaking her way around the guards and out into the city, chasing after rats, which she found to be very cute and sweet, and spending as much time away from her father as she could. She went to her lessons, when they weren't to terribly dull, spending the most time listening to stories or dancing or making music, but she preferred to spend her time exploring and going down into the dungeons, where the skeletons of the great dragons sat. She could stare at them for hours, and often did, until she fell asleep. Some guard or other would find her, and she would be punished for running off. Those were the worst only when her father was angry. Sometimes, the guards would give her wary looks when she was being punished. She was too angry to know why, and time seemed to blur a bit when her fear of her father got the worst of her. If anyone would be brave enough to say, they would tell her it was because her eyes turned black as anger filled her.
Sometimes, her madness would come on suddenly, and she would disappear for hours, waking up or coming to somewhere in the castle that she couldn't remember being. One night, she woke up in the kitchens, the broken neck of a chicken in her bloody hands. As these instances become more common, Aelith stopped being afraid of them so much.
Now, as she has become a woman, Aelith is waiting very anxiously for the day that her big brother will come home and marry her. She misses him desperately and her greatest hope is to marry him and find a way to bring dragons back into the world.
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