[RPG • 100] House of the Dragon| Speeltopic - Speeltopics

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Map of King's Landing

Storyline

King's Landing is sinds Aegon's Verovering het centrum van de macht in Westeros. De jonge Targaryen koning Aegon the Conqueror veroverde Westeros samen met zijn queen-sisters en hun draken. Nu heersen zij vanuit de hoofdstad over het continent. Aan het hof van de Targaryen's verblijven de machtigste adelijken van het land, samen met hun hofhouding.

Nu, één jaar na de verovering van heel Westeros, is de grote zaal van de Red Keep rijk versierd met Targaryen-banners, drakenmotieven en weelderige bloemstukken. De zaal wordt gevuld met muziek terwijl adellijke families samenkomen om de eenwording van Westeros onder Targaryen-heerschappij te vieren. Ter ere van het éénjarig jubileum van Aegon's Verovering wordt een debutantenbal georganiseerd. Dit bal dient als een gelegenheid om huwbare edelen te presenteren voor potentiële huwelijken, waarmee allianties worden gesmeed en de stabiliteit van het nieuwe rijk wordt versterkt.

Regels van het Hof

Deze regels helpen om de orde, respect en veiligheid binnen het Targaryen hof te handhaven en zorgen ervoor dat het hofleven soepel en volgens protocol verloopt:

Basisinformatie

Deze RPG speelt zich af aan het hof in King's Landing, ongeveer 300 jaar voor de gebeurtenissen in "House of the Dragon".

Situatie voor Aegon's Vervovering - De Zeven Regerende Families

Vóór Aegon's Verovering (ook bekend als Aegon's Conquest) waren er verschillende grote huizen die over de Zeven Koninkrijken van Westeros heersten. Elke regio had zijn eigen heersende huis:

• Kingdom of the North (Het Noorden) - Het Huis Stark regeerde als koningen van het Noorden vanuit Winterfell.
• Kingdom of the Mountain and the Vale (De Vale) - Het Huis Arryn heerste over de Vale van Arryn.
• Kingdom of the Isles and Rivers (De Rivierenlanden) - Het Huis Hoare (House Hoare) regeerde over de Rivierenlanden vanuit Harrenhal.
• Kingdom of the Rock (De Westlanden) - Het Huis Lannister was het heersende huis in de Westlanden vanuit Casterly Rock.
• Kingdom of the Stormlands (De Stormlanden) - Het Huis Durrandon regeerde over de Stormlanden vanuit Storm's End.
• Kingdom of the Reach (Het Bereik) - Het Huis Gardener was de heersende dynastie in het Bereik vanuit Highgarden.
• Princedom of Dorne (Dorne) - Dorne werd geregeerd door verschillende vorstenhuizen, zoals het Huis Martell vanuit Sunspear.

Situatie na Aegon's Vervovering - Targaryen heerschappij

Na Aegon's Conquest waren er geen onafhankelijke koningen meer in de Zeven Koninkrijken van Westeros. Na Aegon's Conquest werden alle eerdere koninkrijken verenigd onder de heerschappij van de Targaryens. De titels van koning werden afgeschaft voor alle regionale heersers behalve voor de koning op de IJzeren Troon, dat is Aegon momenteel. Hij heert samen met zijn twee sisterqueens Visenya and Rhaenys. ~~Ja ze zijn siblings en met elkaar getrouwd.~~ De oude regionale heersers dienden als leenmannen van de Targaryen-koningen. De belangrijkste leenmannen van Aegon de Veroveraar waren:

• House Stark - Lords van Winterfell en het Noorden.
• House Arryn - Lords van de Vale van Arryn.
• House Lannister - Lords van Casterly Rock en de Westlanden.
• House Baratheon - Lords van Storm's End en de Stormlanden.
• House Gardener - Lords van Highgarden en het Bereik (voor hun ondergang in de Field of Fire).
• House Martell - Lords van Sunspear en Dorne (na hun vredige overgave).

Deze huizen, samen met andere regionale heersers, erkenden Aegon als hun koning nadat hij met zijn draken en legers Westeros had veroverd. Ze behielden een mate van autonomie in hun respectievelijke regio's, maar waren verplicht om Aegon te dienen en belastingen en troepen bij te dragen wanneer dat nodig was.

Personages

Rollen kunnen een highborn of een lowborn inwoner van King's Landing zijn. Ze kunnen zowel uit Westeros als Essos afkomstig zijn, al zullen de meeste leden van het hof afkomstig zijn uit Westeros.

High borns

Als hooggeborene ben je een lid van de adel en speel je een belangrijke rol aan het hof. Je kan een lid zijn van de Targaryen familie of een van de andere adelijke families in Westeros. Je kunt, maar dat hoeft niet, een van de volgende posities bekleden:

• ~~Hand van de Koning~~ - De belangrijkste adviseur en rechterhand van de koning, beheert de dagelijkse zaken van het koninkrijk.
• ~~Meester van de Wetten~~ - Toezicht op de handhaving van wetten en het beheer van gerechtigheid.
• Meester van de Munt - Beheert de financiën en schatkist van het koninkrijk, zorgt voor economische stabiliteit.
• Meester van Schepen - Verantwoordelijk voor de koninklijke marine en de verdediging van de kustlijnen van het koninkrijk.
• ~~Meester van Whisperers~~ - Verantwoordelijk voor inlichtingen en spionage, verzamelt informatie ter bescherming van het rijk.
• Lord Commander van de Kingsguard - Leidt de elite Kingsguard, zorgt voor de veiligheid van de koninklijke familie.
• Hoge Septoon - De hoogste religieuze figuur, biedt spirituele leiding en houdt toezicht op religieuze ceremonies.
• Warden - Adellijke heren die verantwoordelijk zijn voor de veiligheid en het beheer van specifieke regio's (~~Noord~~, Oost, Zuid, West).
• Hofdames - Adellijke vrouwen die de koningin en prinsessen dienen, hen assisteren met verschillende taken en gezelschap bieden.

Invullijstje High borns

Low borns

De Low borns werken aan het hof. Zij zijn niet afkomstig uit een adellijke familie, maar kunnen wel bastaarden van die families zijn. Alle low borns in de rpg moeten een baan hebben aan het hof, deze banen zijn :

• Drakenhouders - Verzorgen en beheren de draken van de Targaryens. [2/2]
• Rentmeesters - Verantwoordelijk voor het beheer van het huishouden, het toezicht op de voorraden en het coördineren van dagelijkse activiteiten. [0/2]
• Kamermeisjes/Kamerdienaars - Verzorging van de persoonlijke behoeften van edelen, zoals het schoonmaken van kamers, het voorbereiden van kleding en helpen met aankleden. [1/2]
• Keukenpersoneel - Koks, bakkers en assistenten die maaltijden bereiden voor het hof. [0/2]
• Staljongens - Verzorgen de paarden en onderhouden de stallen, zorgen ervoor dat de rijdieren klaar zijn voor reizen en evenementen. [0/2]
• Wachters/Schutters - Zorgen voor de beveiliging van het kasteel en zijn inwoners, bewaken ingangen en patrouilleren over het terrein. [0/2]
• Boodschappers/Koeriers - Brengen berichten binnen het kasteel en naar nabijgelegen locaties, zorgen voor soepele communicatie. [0/2]
• Entertainers - Muzikanten, dansers en narren die optreden voor het hof tijdens evenementen en bijeenkomsten. [1/2]

Invullijstje Low borns

Rollen

Highborns
- Visenya Targaryen| F | House Targaryen | Master of Laws | 22 | Faceclaim | ziggystardust
- Valerion Targaryen| M | House Targaryen | The Spare Prince of the Seven Kingdoms | 22 | Faceclaim | ziggystardust
- Aelor Targaryen| M | House Targaryen | The Spare Prince of the Seven Kingdoms | 24 | Faceclaim | Hennessy
- Domeric Bolton| M | House Bolton | 33 | Aaron Taylor Johnson| ziggystardust
- Cedrick Stark| M | House Stark | 30 | Warden of the North | Faceclaim | lustforlife
- Celia Lannister| F | House Lannister | 21 | Sydney Sweeney| lustforlife
- ~~Qhomir Hoare~~ Aeron Greyjoy | M | House Greyjoy | 31 | Manny Jacinto | Hennessy
- Nashayana Hightower| F | House Hightower | 22 | FC| albono
- Haelle Bolton ~~Manderly~~| F | House Bolton | 25 | FC| albono
- NAME HOUSE| F/M | House Frey| 00 | FC| lustforlife
- NAME HOUSE| F/M| House Umber | 00 | FC| ziggystardust

Lowborns
- Lethia| F | Court Musician| Aubri Ibrag| albono
- Kiren 'Ren' Celtigar Waters | F | Bastard of House Celtigar | Dragonkeeper | 23 | Mia Goth| Hennessy
- Rhaegar Waters| M | Bastard of House Targaryen | 24 | Faceclaim | albono
- Pyotr Baelish| M | House Baelish| 25 | FC| ziggystardust

Inactief
- Emrys Dayne | T | House Dayne | 29 | Vico Ortiz | Hennessy
- Doran Sand| M | Bastard from Dorne | Damiano David| ziggystardust
- Nehemia Martell| F | House Martell | 20 | Bruna Marquezine| captainlee

Timeline of Westeros

Relationships

-31 AC
• Birth of Domeric Bolton

-30 AC
• Birth of Cedrick Stark
• Birth of Qhomir Hoare

-26 AC
• Birth of Pyotr Baelish

-24 AC
• Birth of Haelle Manderly
• Birth of Ylva of the Snowshade

-23 AC
• Birth of Rhaegar (bastard of house Targaryen and house Velaryon )
• Birth of Aelor and Elaena Targaryen
• Birth of Lethia Solani
• Birth of Sivga Umber

-22 AC
• Birth of Kiren Waters ( Bastard of House Celtigar of Claw Isle)

-21 AC
• Birth of Visenya Targaryen
• Birth of Valerion Targaryen
• Birth of Nashayana Hightower
• Birth of Serra Frey

-20 AC
• The Targaryen Conquest of Westeros Begins[/b]: Aegon I Targaryen, along with his sisters Rhaenys and Visenya, begins his campaign to conquer the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. The Targaryen dynasty’s control of the Iron Throne will be established through this conquest, which includes battles, diplomacy, and strategic marriages.
• Birth of Celia Lannister

-19 AC
• Rhaegar claims a dragon (age 4)

-16 AC
• Qhomir gets a new name, Aeron.

-15 AC
• The Fall of House Gardener and the First Battle of the Conquest: The Targaryens defeat House Gardener of the Reach at the Battle of the Field of Fire. This battle marks a significant victory, and House Gardener falls, with the Reach being incorporated into Targaryen rule.

-14 AC
• Kiren moves to Dragonstone

-10 AC
• The Conquest Continues: The Targaryen forces continue their conquest, facing resistance from various houses, including House Stark and House Arryn. However, the Targaryens’ superior forces and dragons give them a significant advantage.

-9
• Pyotr enrolled in the Citadel.

- 6 AC
• Engagement Elaena (17) and Valerion (15) Targaryen
• Kiren (17) and Eleana (17) make plans to run away together.
• Princess Elaena’s death
• Marriage between Haelle and Domeric Bolton

-5 AC
• The Unification of the Seven Kingdoms: After multiple battles and strategic marriages, Aegon the Conqueror successfully unites the Seven Kingdoms under his rule, establishing the Targaryen dynasty on the Iron Throne.
-4 AC
• Celia’s fiancée, the heir of House Durrandon is killed by Orys Baratheon him during the conquest and took over the Storm Lands.

-3 AC
• Death of Lord Baelish
• Serra got engaged to Othgar Hoare
• Cedrick became Lord of Winterfell. His family was murderd by House Bolton ( Torrhen, Brannon and Cregan) were killed.
-2 AC
• the entire Hoare-family was murdered after Lord Harren refused to bend the knee. Aegon burned them all by flying over Harrenhal with his dragon. (Qhomir’s family and Serra’s fiancée die)
• Haelle gets abducted.

-1 AC
• Pyotr joined the Kings Guard
• Maisie, daughter of Haelle, is born.

0 AC
• Aegon I’s Coronation: Aegon I Targaryen is crowned as the first King of the Seven Kingdoms at a grand ceremony in Oldtown, marking the official beginning of Targaryen rule in Westeros. The Seven Kingdoms are now united under the Iron Throne.
• Letha moved to King’s Landing

1 AC - Current year
• Targaryen Reign Solidified: Following his coronation, Aegon consolidates his rule and begins the rebuilding of the realm. The Iron Throne becomes a symbol of his authority, and his rule marks the beginning of the Targaryen dynasty’s long reign over Westeros.

Regels van de RPG

• Het woordenminimum is 100 woorden.
• De huisregels van Quizlet en daarbij in het bijzonder het RPG-forum gelden uiteraard ook hier.
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• Maximaal 3 characters per schrijver.
• Als ik 21 dagen niets van je hoor, stuur ik je een reminder PB.
• Als je 45 dagen niets post, wordt je char opgeofferd in een blood sacrifice.
• Reserveringen blijven 10 dagen staan.

When a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin.
One side greatness, the other madness.

[ bericht aangepast op 13 april 2025 - 21:14 ]

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27 april 2025 - 14:12 lustforlife is offline

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_{_{CEDRICK STARK}}
THE WILD WOLF

Lord of Winterfell • Warden of the North • 30 • with Sivga • at the feast table in the torchlit halls

"I ask, my Lord, because I like to know which ones I shouldn’t offend.” Cedrick hummed. He wished he had known who he shouldn't offend back in the day. It certainly would've made his life a lot easier. Suddenly, the sound of metal clattering on the stone floor was echoing through the Pit. Cedrick Starks attention was drawn towards Visenya Targaryen, who had dropped her goblet of wine. A servant girl he hadn't even noticed standing in the Pit shot through the crowd. Something small and golden was tucked into her arms. He recognized her. From the war. As fast as lightning she bolted. Valerion Targaryen chased after her. Some more men of the Kingsguard followed. Cedrick frowned. What was going on?
“What do you think that was?” Sivga asked. “Runaway bride? Caught thief? Or just someone too soft to stomach the smell of dragon piss and gold?” His friend laughed, but Cedrick was too focused on the Pit to really register what she said. His eyes narrowed on the dragon eggs laying in the fire.
One.
Two.
His eyes widened at the sight of the third egg.
It was cracked open. There was no dragon.
Could it be? Did that girl? In the dragons lair?
Something awakened inside the Stark. A flicker of hope long lost sparked in his chest. It was dangerous to let it in. To even think about it.
He couldn't help it. The action had brought up a thought he now couldn't push away. A solution to an unsolvable riddle.
"Do you happen to know the name of the runaway?” Sivga's voice pulled him back to reality. Cedrick digged deep in his memory.
"I believe she's named something along the lines of Ren," Cedrick spoke plainly. "I met her once during the war." His eyes flew back to the fire sea in which she had escaped. "I remember her as a nice girl. It's a shame we won't be seeing her around no more."
He sighed. As much as he hoped the girl would make it out of Kings Landing alive, it would be idle hope to think she could outrun all of the city guard and Kingsguard that was after her. Even if she made it out alive, the Targaryens would hunt her down on their grown dragons no doubt. They couldn't allow this.
"More people would come knocking at their gates to claim their power for themselves." Cedrick spoke softly to himself. "It would be seen as weakness to show that girl unprecedented Targaryen mercy."
Cedrick grabbed his goblet of beer and drank.
A secret celebration to his newfound thoughts.
An unnoticable toast of honour to Ren, who sadly wouldn't see another day.
A crack in one of the dragons eggs.
A crack in the Targaryen dynasty.
It was a pity for Ren.
But a demonstration to Westeros that even the silverhaired dragonlords could be outsmarted.

THE NORTH REMEMBERS

[ bericht aangepast op 27 april 2025 - 14:16 ]

maybe I could save you from your sins

29 april 2025 - 1:56 lustforlife is offline

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_{_{CELIA LANNISTER}}
THE LION'S PRIDE

Lady Celia Lannister of Casterly Rock • The Golden Daughter • 22 • in a crimson red gown with details of gold • with Qhomir • in the dragonpit

Draped in crimson red and lion gold Celia Lannister had worked the torchlit hall. She had spent the afternoon charming the Lords and Ladies present. She laughed at their jokes. Complimented their dresses. Smiled at their lustful glances. Listened dutiful to their tiresome stories. All with ease.
When the evening sky turned into a canvas of deep orange and purple Celia turned impatient. For a while now, she was set on initiating a conversation with one of the Targaryen siblings. However, everytime she looked around, the hosts were already engaged. Celia wasn't one to scramble for attention and so, she waited. Her moment would come.
As if the Gods had heard her hearts desire, chaos erupted.
A newborn golden dragon, no larger than a hand, was stolen.
It was perfect.
Her eyes flew across the Pit.
Prince Valerion was gone.
Prince Aelor still stood next to that unbearable redhead. But princess Visenya was alone.
Celia could see the scene playing out before her eyes.
Princess Visenya devastated, rightfully so, by the shocking theft. Left alone by the nobles, who struggled to find the right approach.
Consoled by her. Celia Lannister. Her loyal friend, who would be right beside her when things went wrong.
She saw the situation for what it was.
An opening to show her allegiance to House Targaryen once again.
A moment for House Lannister to stand out.
A moment for Celia not to talk about what kind of friend she could be, but to show what kind of friend she was. Without hesitation she aimed for the Pit.
She needed to be the first who spoke comforting words to the princess.

Unexpectedly, she was pulled back. Softly, but urgently someone had grabbed her arm. She turned around like a snake ready to attack. It were Aeron Greyjoys black eyes she met. ''I would advise you to not, jump into Targaryen business.'' He spoke softly. How come she had never met this man before and now he seemed to be everywhere she was. It was him who should be minding his own business.
"Unlike them, you are not resistant to dragon fire.''
Celia slowly pulled her arm out of his touch.
"I'm more than aware of that, my Lord," She smiled tightly.
Her eyes found Visenya again. The princess wasn't alone anymore.
Her window to act on was gone. Her chance to manipulate the chaos vanished.
Celia masked her annoyance.
"Two weeks at Court and you've developed yourself as quite the adviser, Lord Greyjoy. Should the Hand of the King be afraid?" She smiled sweetly, as she didn't expect a real answer.
Her eyes fell on his black and golden pin.
A menacing kraken. The sigil of House Greyjoy.
"It suits you," Celia allowed herself to trace down the tentacles twisting around each other at the top. Surely, that shouldn't be a problem, as he had taken the liberty to invade her personal space first. She withdrew her fingers mere seconds later.
"Such a shame you didn't wear it sooner."

HEAR ME ROAR

[ bericht aangepast op 29 april 2025 - 2:02 ]

maybe I could save you from your sins

29 april 2025 - 17:03 Hennessy is offline

Hennessy 12284

TARGARYEN
^{^{^{^AELOR}}}
^{^{the cruel}}
24 ⚜ Prince of the Seven Kingdoms ⚜ With Lethia

Aelor did not enjoy Lethia's haughty attitude. The fact she hadn't greeted him with a courtesy also hadn't gone unnoticed. His eyes turned into slits and the smile dropped from his face. He felt angry hotness creep up his neck.
If she noticed, she wasn't showing it. Instead, Lethia turned around and called over a nursemaid, asking her to take over the care of the little princess. Aelor stopped the woman mid motion by grabbing her wrist. She startled. He did not look at her.
''I so enjoy spending time with my little cousin,'' he said coldly, looking at Lethia instead. The woman nodded, let go of the little girl's hand and took a few steps backwards again. If anyone were to dismiss anyone, it would be Aelor. Not Lethia. A servant. Untitled. Favored by Visenya for a reason unknown to him. He had offered himself to her, years ago. She'd denied him. He wouldn't forget that soon.
''One cannot help to have loyalty to Visenya, don’t you think so? She is one of the better things that could happen to Westeros,'' Lethia spoke. Aelor paused before replying.
''The best,'' he corrected her. The corners of his mouth curled up into a small smile again. He was still holding Saenys' hand, who had begun to cry. Aelor crouched down next to the little girl and softly stroked her hair. He pulled her closer, shushing her. She stopped crying after a minute, but he felt the girl push away from him lightly.
''Don't cry,'' he said to Saenys, and winked. ''Visenya will not like it if you cry at her party.'' The little girl sniffled. Her face was tearstained and a huge booger blew out of her nose. Aelor squeezed her shoulders one last time, then motioned to the nursemaid again to come closer. The woman took the little girl away.
Aelor got up again and took a stoic stance next to Lethia. Power. His eyes drifted around the room. He saw Celia, on the other side, and his heart beat at little faster at the sight of her. He had missed her.
''There is another little wonder made of fire,'' Lethia spoke. He followed her gaze to the dragon eggs in the center of the room. He hadn't heard it, but an egg must've cracked, because Visenya's eyes flicked towards Valerion immediately. And the other two - Rhaegar and the dragonkeeper girl - stood like statues. Aelor couldn't help but bark out a laugh.
Did Visenya really think Valerion would finally claim a dragon? Aelor had joked about it a lot, but he didn't actually think it would still happen. He wasn't going to let it happen.
Just as Aelor was about to turn, to grab Saenys again, to push her forward towards the dragon, something happened. The servant girl started running. The dragon in the pit was gone. And so was Valerion. It all happened very quick. He saw Visenya order the guards to go after her, and then came the outcries and the startlement from the guests. What about the other eggs?
Aelor pushed Saenys back into Lethia's arms. The little girl was crying again. ''Go to Visenya,'' he barked, then went after Valerion and the thief.

kindness is never a burden.

29 april 2025 - 17:35 Hennessy is offline

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kiren
wendwater
23 ✧ Dragonkeeper ✧ Running from Valerion

She didn't get far before they caught up to her. One flight of stairs and a corridor to be exact. She should be thankful it was prince Valerion who found her first, and not prince Aelor the cruel. And yet her heart was racing like it was about to burst out of her chest. It was stupid to run, of course. She knew that. She'd known it before she'd even taken her first step. She was small, with short legs. Where Rhaegar took one step, she had to take two. But she was agile, and she knew the Dragon Pit better than anyone. And all she could think about was this little hot creature in her hands, and how it was hers and she's rather die than let them take it from her.
So she had tried. At least, she'd tried. Elaena would be proud of her for that.
Two guards were holding her at her biceps, not too tightly as she was still cradling the dragon close to her chest. Prince Valerion appeared in front of her.
''You.'' He looked angry, as was expected. He didn't have a dragon. He was the only one, as far as Ren was aware. She didn't need to be a genius to figure out what he might be thinking now. That she stole his dragon. Except he was wrong.
''You traitor. You think you can take what belongs to me?'' He was standing so close, she could feel his spit on her face. ''I will have your head for this.''
For the first time in her life, she raised her chin high, and looked him straight in the eye. Her entire body was trembling. She could feel her heart beat in her ears. ''She belongs to me,'' Ren replied matter-of-factly. ''She's mine.''
She thought about an escape route. She'd need a miracle to make it out of the Pit alive, and even then, she still wasn't anywhere safe. She'd have to flee the city. Flee Westeros entirely. They'd never let her get away with this. And yet. ''I will not let you take her.''
Ren got ready for what was to happen next. A physical struggle for the dragon, maybe. A punch or straight up getting stabbed right there and then. She braced herself for anything.
And then...
''Stop!'' A loud voice booming through the corridor. Gods, help us.
Like an angry bull, prince Aelor Targaryen moved down the corridor. ''Kill her,'' he ordered and Ren felt her heart sink in her chest. But for a split second, just a moment, the guards seemed to falter and their grip on her loosened. Maybe it was the fact they didn't know whose orders to follow now. Or if killing her was actually necessary. But Ren bolted again. She pushed the guards in both their sides, turned around and ran as fast as she physically could. And this time she wasn't going to let them cut her of.
She zigzagged through corridors and narrow passages. Through little holes dogs barely fit through and exits meant for servants and vermin. She could hear guards behind her the entire time. They were close. But then she made it outside, through one of the small side entrances. Her throat was dry and screaming, the dragon was yelping loudly but she didn't stop. She kept running through the streets - pushing people out of her way, dodging swaying drunkards, jumping over barrels.
She reached the harbour. The city's festivities hadn't reached the seashores. Silence washed over her as she dropped on her knees on the cobblestones. She took a moment to catch her breath. Then she put the dragon down. The little creature squawked at her, cocking it head left and right.
Choose me, she thought. Officially. She was begging the creature with her mind to come closer. Please.
And then the dragon crawled up her lap and nestled itself in her ragged dress. And Ren just started crying.

kindness is never a burden.

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