'A Gathering of Shadows'

Who: Jaehaerys, Elia, open
When: Jan 1, late
Where: The caves along the Blackwater
Rating: PG-13
Status: open

Who: Elia, Jaehaerys and various npc's, including Aeria.
When: 15 years earlier, just after the beginning of the rebellion.
Where: The Red Keep
Rating: PG
Status: Closed

Who: Toria and Jaehaerys
When: Day 68, late afternoon or early evening-ish
Where: Hallways of the Red Keep, possibly moving to secret passageways and other places
Rating: PG-13 maybe? Conversation should get pretty interesting
Status: Closed

Toria was looking for a place to practice her violin. She got some of her best thinking done after practicing. When she practiced, she cleared her mind, and could organize her thoughts better. That was just as well, with her little cousins and one of her aunts missing. There was also the matter of the riots. It seemed like it was about time for another charitable trip through the streets of King's Landing.

For now, she wandered through the hallways in search of a place to practice. There was only so much time she could spend sitting in her room. Ideally, she'd be somewhere quiet, but not so desolate that she'd be out of earshot if she needed to yell for help.

She stopped her search when she saw a familiar face in the hallway. After the riots in the streets, she did want to see what sort of condition Jaehaerys was in. Her brother had a big black eye and bruised and swollen knuckles on his writing hand. If the gods were merciful, Jaehaerys wouldn't have any injuries worse than that. If the gods were sensible, they'd make sure he got hit upside the head at least once during the fight to knock some sense into him.

Who: Jaehaerys, anyone else who's interested in causing some chaos
When: Evening, Day 67 (just after the hunt)
Where: A certain inn not far from the Iron Gate.
Status: Open
Rating: PG-13 for violence and possible impending carnage

( dragons sometimes need to let off steam... )

Who: Elia, her guards and ladies, ?
When: Day 67, late afternoon
Where: Kingswood
Rating: PG13
Status: Open

Who: Anyone, everyone
When: day 62, evening
Where: Elia's chambers
Rating: PG-13 (but maybe higher, depending on what hijinks ensue...)
Status: Open to anyone who would show up for parties

( What happens in Dorne... )

Who: Polonius, ?
When: Day 62
Where: a garden in the Keep
Rating: PG
Status: Open to whoever

( nothing is over because nothing ever ends )

Who: Elia, Jaehaerys
When: Day 56, evening
Where: Elia’s chamber
Rating: PG-13 for wildly inappropriate thoughts...
Status: closed

Who: Jaehaerys, William
When: Day 63, sunset-ish
Where: The Godswood
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed

Who: Hester, anyone else milling about
When: Day 54
Where: The Red Keep
Rating: PG 13
Status: Open.

( and even sky maidens can be brought to the ground... )

Who: Toria, Jaehaerys
When: Day 54, early evening
Where: Toria's room, then hallways and secret passageways of the Red Keep
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed

Before it was too late to practice and everyone would be abed, Toria was practicing. Her violin had come first, then the flute. Her harp was back at home in Casterly Rock, as were her other instruments. After all, the original plan hadn't been to linger so long in King's Landing. But then, the original plan hadn't factored her father being named the Hand of the King in, amongst other things. All in all, the original plan had been drastically altered beyond the point of recognition.

Toria could play the game of thrones. Admittedly not as well as her father, but she understood how it was played. She currently lacked the power to be a full fledged player, but she could be a willing and clever piece in the game. Being good at the game, however, was not the same as enjoying it. She misliked keeping secrets from kin. It tugged away at her conscience in uncomfortable ways.

Music was a respite from the scheming and the guilt. She was playing a soft, sad song on the flute when a knock came at the door. Desmera answered, then approached her, waiting for her to finish the end of one part before interrupting.

"My lady? You have a visitor. Would you like me to let him in and order tea from the kitchens?"

"Please do," said Toria, cleaning and putting away her flute as Desmera went to let her guest in.

Who: Lyanora Stark, ?
When: Day 54, Early Morning
Where: The Red Keep's yard
Rating: PGish
Status: Open

( Something to keep the blood moving )

When: Day 53, evening
Where: The Great Hall, The Red Keep
Who: All the nobles, others in the castle
Rating: PG or wherever the scheming takes them...

In the yards, silk tents had sprung up and casks of ale and tables laden with food had taken the place of the training grounds for the day. It was a feast to welcome the Ambassador of Lys and the Dornish newcomers to the court- but there were those who said it had other purposes. A celebration of the demise of the last princess, perhaps, or a show of Northron power....

The Great Hall rang with laughter and yet not all was well; there were somber faces as well as merry. Many noted Lord Penrose was not yet present and whispers drifted over the courses of goose and venison that he had resigned his post as Hand.

The evening held some warmth though the winter's chill was creeping closer. But the king had summoned his court and a feast was set before them all. Dancers from the Summer Isles spun in gowns of bright silk, acrobats leapt and tumbled, fools capered and juggled and singers told tales of ancient days. No breath of winter ever touched the land of song...


let the feast begin.

Who: Genna, ?
When: Day 51, afternoon
Where: Maegor's Holdfast
Rating: PG
Status: Open

Who: Jaehaerys,
When: Day 51, late afternoon
Where: The Red Keep- Myrwin's quarters
Rating: PG
Status: Open

Jaer Sand's indigo eyes were dark with anger and his clothes dusty and wrinkled as if he had been riding half the day. He hadn't. He had finished combing every last passage he knew in the dungeons to no avail and asked the only friends he'd dared to trust within the city to watch for any strange patterns to the Gold Cloaks routine now. He'd found no sign of Elia or of Hester. The Boltons occupied the cells reserved for noble prisoners but Jaer had no time for that. Perhaps their lord would be less friendly to the Starks...  

And all of this was nothing important to Jaehaerys. All he had was enough to hold against the East, North and all of Highgarden if they truly wanted the Starks. Not to mention the small matter of someone clearly wanting the blood of the dragon extinguished... unless it was none of it the same person. Stranger things had happened. Either way it meant more time... He supposed his uncle's advice would be to wait. Jaehaerys wondered what would be said when they were waiting for Elia's head to roll across the stone platform where the executioners plied their trade in front of the Great Sept of Baelor. He prayed the Starks were not bent on that course but it did not make him any easier. 

Jaer kept wary eyes on the corridor around him as he walked. The quarters given Prince Myrwin Martell were not so far from Elia's but far enough he supposed. He knocked on the door and steeled himself for whatever might happen.

Who: Tymor, OPEN
When: Mid-afternoon, day 48
Where: The Red Keep, hallways
Rating: PG?
Status: Open

Nearly three weeks had passed, and Tymor's search for secret tunnels in the Red Keep hadn't borne a great deal of fruit. It wasn't entirely without success, however, as he'd found the tunnel that led to his room. He didn't quite have it in him to venture through the narrow tunnel alone - and definitely not without telling anyone where he was going.

Knowing how someone could have entered his room undetected was at least something. He'd slept better at night ever since he'd moved a very large chest of clothes in front of the entrance/exit to the secret passageway. It didn't mean that it was impossible to get into his room, but that would make it exceptionally difficult to do so quietly.

He hadn't had any luck in finding any other passageways yet. Some of it was due to having limited access to the other rooms - and the other part of it was the fact that they were secret passageways for a reason.

Lion's Claw had been at his side anywhere that weapons were allowed. In cases where weapons weren't allowed, he'd taken care to carry a hidden dagger. Though he didn't jump, the sound of approaching footsteps did have his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword.

Who: Jahaerys, ?
When: Day 48, morning
Where: Red Keep, Elia's chambers just after the episode post
Status: Open
Rating: PG13 

Who: Myrwin
When: Day 46, early AM
Where: Flea Bottom
Status: Open
Rating: PG-13

( Some things didn't change. Flea Bottom still stank. )

Who: Elia, Jaehaerys
When: day 41- late afternoon
Where: Elia's rooms.
Status: Open - but anyone else could come after Jaehaerys please.
Rating: PG-13

Who: Jaer, anyone else
Where: Red Keep. 
When: Day 35. Afternoon. 
Rating: PG
Status: Open.