i know it's about aegon but

five times jon reminded aemon of aegon and the one time aemon thought he was

All of these take place in A Game of Thrones.

1. It’s a peaceful day at Castle Black, a sadly rare occurrence. There is snow falling lightly onto the ground, the gentle flakes blowing to and fro in the soft wind. Aemon closed his eyes and enjoyed the silence.

There were many times when he was unsure about his decision to join the Watch, but it’s times like these when he’s glad he did, or at least in part.

You could only experience a moment like this in the North.

He is not truly paying attention when he first hears the boy. He distantly hears him in the background and he connects it with Jon Snow, the bastard nephew of Benjen Stark.

He does not truly know this boy, but he hears him fighting in the yard. What is he doing? He is-

He is fighting for some boy. He is saying there is no honor in fighting in a beaten foe. He is standing between a man and a boy, and trying his best to held him.

Aemon can’t help but smile.

It’s something Egg would have done.

2. The next time is when Jon is talking with Sam in the dining hall. They are arguing about something, what Aemon cannot really tell. He finds himself getting closer to the two boys. He likes them. Jon is a caring soul and Sam is a brave one and it’s a pity that they do not yet realize it.

He moves close enough to make out the words and he cannot resist the smile on his face when he hears that Jon is explaining parts of Daeron’s campaign into Dorne. He is excited by what he is saying, he finally sounds his age.

Aemon shakes his head. He remembers Egg giving him a similar speech. Aemon acted much like Sam, not truly getting it, but enjoying the joy from the boy in front of them.

3. It’s small, the third time, but it makes him miss Egg more than he has in years.

Jon Snow is softly singing as he does chores, obviously doing his best to keep himself awake. He has a nice voice, though untrained. It sounds a lot like his brother, and in fact, Egg use to try to keep himself awake using that very same method.

Aemon leaves the area, knowing that Jon did not even realize he had been there. It did not matter, Aemon knew that Jon would never quite understand.

4. His brother had been a good leader, though unpolished in his youth, the same as Jon. It’s clear that Jon needs to learn much more about ruling, but it’s just as clear that he already knows much. The boys in the Night Watch already look at him as their leader, clearly giving him the lead, though it annoys most of them.

Still, there is no denying that Jon Snow is a good leader, and will become a better one. It was just like Egg.

It was the reason Aemon had joined the Night’s Watch, and as he listens to Jon explain things to the boys who don’t yet know them, he thinks that Egg would have liked him.

5. It’s the smallest thing. Aemon is doing nothing, but listening to the birds, finding their chatter soothing in a way he only can because of the time he spent with them. Jon Snow is with him, quiet as he reads, and his mind flashes back to Egg.

They had spent many times enjoying silence together in their youth, study their maester’s assignments. Aegon closes his eyes.

He had never thought he could find that specific peace again.

1. He hears laughter. He hears Egg’s laughter. Aemon wonders the halls, wondering where his brother, wondering if this is his ghost. Aemon feels his throat tighten up, and blinks away tears.

Why has Egg only know just come for him?

He turns the corner to where the laughter, wondering what it is he will find.

The voice surrounding the laughter brings him back to reality. It’s Jon Snow. It’s only him.

His brother is not back.

His family is not back.

He has none except his black brothers.

Still, Aemon stays. It may not be his family, but for a moment in Jon Snow’s laughter, he might just find them again.

Blood of my Blood { Prologue }

Part: One/? ( part two )

Pairings: Gendry x reader; jonerys

Imagine: Imagine being Jon Snow’s twin sister but looking more like a Targaryen than a Stark, so Ned decides to say that your mother was a Valyrian bastard to cover up your Valyrian looks.

Warnings: None

Reader gender: Female

A/N: Hello, friends! This is the very first story that I’m publishing here on Tumblr, and I would love to hear what you think about it! It would really make my day. The imagine posted by the amazingly talented @thranduilsperkybutt inspired me to write this piece which I’m really proud of. The story is set near the beginning of season 7, so it is not spoiler free. I still don’t know where this story is going, I just let words flow and wrote. I really hope you like it as much as I do. xoxo

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anonymous asked:

How does a house go about choosing their sigil? Are there laws saying what you can or can't use? If a house finds that someone has copied their sigil or is using one much too close to theirs could they force that house to change? Are there any requirements, like a certain acreage of land or amount of money before you can have one? Do vassal houses have to clear their choice with the house they are sworn to?

Thanks for the question, Anon.

It’s probably best to start by saying that GRRM, by his own admission, has “played fast and loose” with the rules of real-world heraldry in ASOIAF. So I’m not going to be referencing what the (sometimes very archaic and very complicated) real-world rules are about this broad subject - only how it appears to be treated in the books. Certainly as well, the examples I give here are not supposed to be read as the only instances where these happened in the books.

As it’s presented, when an individual is knighted (whether or not he actually gets lands), he is compelled to choose his own sigil, unless he is a trueborn son of a man with a sigil of his own. So, for example, Prince Baelor tells Duncan the Tall that he must “find a new device … a sigil of [his] own”, since Dunk was using Ser Arlan’s winged chalice; likewise, when Bronn is granted his knighthood after the Blackwater, he takes for his sigil a green and flaming chain on a smoking grey field. But a new sigil is also demanded when a family goes from non-noble to noble status: so, for example, when Janos Slynt was granted the lordship of Harrenhal, he chose for his sigil a gold and bloody spear on a black field. When an individual who already has a sigil comes into possession of a seat, they can choose to create a new sigil. So, for example, although Lancel Lannister could presumably have gone only with the Lannister lion when he was made Lord of Darry (as a male-line grandson of a Lannister lord), he - or, rather, his father Kevan - chose to quarter the Lannister lion with the Darry plowman, to ease the transition of power with the Darry locals. (I wish we knew what Philip Foote, new Lord of Nightsong, was doing for a sigil. Ah well.) Of course, this does not include the various personal sigils seen around Westeros, which do not necessarily belong to a reigning lord or knight; instead, they seem to be used to distinguish members of the same family from one another (like various members of House Frey - see Cleos, Benfrey, or the two fostered Walders) or to single out a single member of a family as special (like Lord Pearse Caron, “as skilled with a high harp as he was with a lance”, who blazoned his shield with a silver harp on gold, while still wearing the Caron nightingale).

How does a family choose its sigil? Well, a family has pretty broad leeway in what it wants to use for its sigil. Often, a family sigil is themed to the House’s geographical area: see, for example, the Mormont bear, the Redwyne grapes, or the scorpions of the desert-dwelling Qorgyles. Sometimes a family’s sigil is reflective of its history (like the Florent fox, as the Florents claim descent from Florys the Fox, clever daughter of Garth Greenhand). Sometimes, a sigil commemorates a specific event, like the flames of the Ullers (marking their immolation of a rival family in their own hall) or the flaming saltire and skulls of Qoherys (commemorating the deaths of Harren and his sons in Balerion’s flames, which gave Quenton Qoherys his lordship). Sometimes a sigil is a play on the family name (like the bells or Belmore, or the candles of Waxley), and sometimes the sigil is the family name (like the red castle of Redfort, or the green field of Greenfield). Sometimes a family’s sigil changes over time (like that of the Darklyns, where presumably a new white shield was added for every Darklyn who joined the Kingsguard), while sometimes, a family changes its sigil entirely in one stroke (like the Tolands, who changed from a ghost to a green dragon biting its own tail - a tribute to their brave fool, who died fighting King Aegon I while the rest of the family escaped). Most often, though, we have no idea why a family’s sigil is what it is. Why did House Rogers choose nine unicorns, or House Stokeworth the lamb and chalice, for example? Who knows. 

As far as “laws” … not really:

There are no “laws” of heraldry per se, no college of heralds for enforcement, no formal regulations about cadency and differencing. So individual knights and lords have a certain amount of freedom to bear what shields they prefer and play around with their house sigils… or not, as the case may be.

That being said, since one of the primary purposes of sigils is to identify men on a battlefield, it seems likely to me that there has to be some process of distinction, and some means of preventing others from appropriating shields to which they have no right. We also hear from young Ser Glendon Flowers that Lord Costayne “told [him he] had no right to put a fireball on [his] shield”, as Glendon could not prove he was Quentyn Ball’s son (and would have been his bastard anyway). So, I would think that there has to be some verification process, at least sometimes, when a lord or landed knight chooses a sigil. 

(Of course, this does not seem to have been the case for young Harry Hardyng. By right, Harry should have at least half his shield be the red and white diamonds of his father’s House, with perhaps the other half quartered with the broke wheel of Waynwood and the moon and falcon of Arryn (as his mother was the youngest daughter of Elys Waynwood and Alys Arryn). Instead, Harry’s relegated the Hardyng diamonds to a measly quarter of his arms, with the Waynwood wheel in another and the moon and falcon of Arryn in a full two quarters. Hmm, I’m sure no one could have whispered in his ear to do that …)

What I’m imagining is, a lord or king decides to grant lands to a knight or otherwise commoner. The commoner then devises a sigil, and maybe also words, for his new House. The new-made lord or landed knight then presents his idea to the lord or king granting him the land, who would then approve or deny. Probably, a maester is there to advise, studying the rolls or family arms to ensure that the proffered sigil is not too close to any another family already bears (especially, but not exclusively, I would think, if there is some greater possibility that this family could be on the opposite side of a battlefield). So long as it is different enough, the lord or king approves, and everyone is happy.

Now, I say “landed knight” because it seems highly unlikely that there is any formal qualification process ordinarily when a landless knight chooses a sigil. After all, no one, including Baelor Breakspear, appears to have cared what Dunk chose when told that he could not use Ser Arlan’s arms. Likewise, given that there were over six hundred knights made in the aftermath of the Blackwater, I really doubt the crown (read: Tywin Lannister) went through every one of their proposed arms and considered it before granting approval. Basically, so long as a knight stays clear of trouble - and the family whose arms his own mimic or outright appropriate - I’m guessing he can do pretty much what he wants in terms of his shield; however, if he starts asserting himself around lords who know a thing or two about heraldry, I assume that, like Lord Costayne tried to do with poor Glendon, he’s going to be knocked down a peg and almost certainly told to stop using those arms (and if he persists … well, a lord can call on backup, and a landless knight usually can’t). I could imagine in the same way, for example, that the old knightly Brunes of Brownhollow - who had driven away Ser Lothor while claiming that he was “no blood of theirs” - might not be so happy to find out that Lothor has taken the family bear paw in his own arms, especially if he came waltzing back near Brownhollow. 

The bottom line is, sigils are a vast, sometimes complicated, and occasionally very vague area of discussion, even in the simplified world of ASOIAF heraldry. 

The Queen Regent (NFriel)

anonymous asked:

Maybe it's just me, but I thought it was pretty clear that Lyanna (in the show) was the one who named her son Aegon. It would make no sense for Rhaegar to do it (as he already had an Aegon). My question: would Lyanna have known that Elia and the children were dead? That is, how likely do you think it is that she knew about the war's ending before Ned showed up?

Isn’t it kind of weird and creepy either way? 

If she knows, she’s decided to name her son after her husband’s dead kid, like a replacement goldfish.

If she doesn’t, she’s decided to name her son the same thing as the son Rhaegar just disinherited, which is a monumental dick move. 

anonymous asked:

Your specialty may be marriage making, but I'm amazed by your posts about Aegon and the Others. You're so good at writing about the story, its themes and shit, you know? Thank you for making ASOIAF so much more meaningful to me. It isn't just entertainment now, it does enrich my life thanks to you and other bloggers <3

Hey, that’s really kind of you to say. I just do what I do, but it makes me happy that my work has a positive impact on others.

A Defense of Tyrion’s ADWD Storyline, Part 3: You Do Not Know the River

(image by steamey.deviantart.com)

Series so far here

So our erstwhile protagonist is reeling and leering through a haze of trauma, alienation, depression, self-loathing, misogyny, and only the best berry-based booze; even the sharpest, most engaged of his words and thoughts are merely the muscle-memory responses of the mind we loved, now on the brink of self-destruction. As Illyrio points out, Tyrion is killing himself, he’s just going about it rather patiently:

“If you would sooner drown in wine, say the word and it shall be done, and quickly. Drowning cup by cup wastes time and wine both.”

His narrative at this point isn’t an arc so much as an abyss, the Eternal Void of timeless pain and compensatory excess, visualized at the end of his second chapter:

The dwarf rolled over, pressing half a nose deep into the silken pillows. Sleep opened beneath him like a well, and he threw himself into it with a will and let the darkness eat him up.

In essence, he’s trying to write himself out of the story…and so naturally, GRRM responds by dropping a Ye Olde Pre-Deconstruction Fantasy Quest on him like a fucking meteor. The moment Tyrion realizes what kind of song he’s about to walk into is utterly priceless.

“I doubt if he could kill a duck.”

Tyrion shrugged. “Fetch the duck.”

“If you insist.” The rider glanced at his companion.

The brawny man unsheathed a bastard sword. “I’m Duck, you mouthy little pisspot.”

Oh, gods be good.

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taylorthwift  asked:



anonymous asked:

Is Baelor a Targaryen name? A couple of Hightowers seem to have it as well.

The only known Baelors were King Baelor I Targaryen (the “septon king”, the second son of King Aegon III Targaryen); Prince Baelor Targaryen (the so-called “Baelor Breakspear”, eldest son of King Daeron II Targaryen); Baelor Hightower (the so-called “Baelor Brightsmile”, eldest son of Lord Leyton Hightower and currently heir to the Hightower); and Lord Baelor Blacktyde (the late Lord of Blacktyde, killed by Euron). We know very little about it, but I would guess that “Baelor” is a Targaryen, or maybe more accurately a Valyrian, name, its “ae” diphthong being usually (although not exclusively) a signal to the same.

My presumption is that Baelor Hightower, who was probably born in the late 250s, was named for one of the above-noted Targaryens as a means of the Hightowers attempting to curry favor with the ruling dynasty (the Freys boasting no fewer than five members with Targaryen names). It is entirely possible, though, that he was named for a non-Targaryen, although presumably somewhere up the line that ancestor would have been named for either the septon-king or Baelor Breakspear.

themetaisawesome  asked:

Pardon me if someone already did, but has anyone ever asked you what you would do if you had to survive in an Others-infested Westeros, a la zombie survival plan? Let's say you could choose any location in Westeros as your homebase, and you could recruit any five characters to help you survive the War for the Dawn. Which location would you use, and who would you recruit? (and no cheating by hopping on a ship and sailing for the Summer Isles)

Well, if I were stuck in Westeros during the invasion of the Others, the first thing I’d do is jump on a ship to the Summer Isles… oh damn, you caught me. ;)  Darnit. What am I to do, then…

OK, any location in Westeros, any characters, and they’ll actually listen to me? OK, fine.

Location: Storm’s End.

Yet Storm’s End endured, through centuries and tens of centuries, a castle like no other. Its great curtain wall was a hundred feet high, unbroken by arrow slit or postern, everywhere rounded, curving, smooth, its stones fit so cunningly together that nowhere was crevice nor angle nor gap by which the wind might enter. That wall was said to be forty feet thick at its narrowest, and near eighty on the seaward face, a double course of stones with an inner core of sand and rubble. Within that mighty bulwark, the kitchens and stables and yards sheltered safe from wind and wave. 

Never fallen to siege or storm (how Aegon & company conquered it we’ll find out in TWOW I suppose), and its walls are imbued with spells that keep it safe from harmful magics. Possibly built with help of the Children of the Forest, or designed by Brandon the Builder. So I’ve got protections similar to Winterfell, but I’m also far south enough that it should take a good long while for the Others to arrive. (Hopefully they’ll be defeated before they get that far.) And it’s got plenty of room and resources.

OK, now… five characters. I’m making this hard for myself by excluding Dany, Jon, and Tyrion, because they’re needed at the front. (Losing Tyrion was a wrench, as well as Dany because of y’know dragons.) Also Bran’s extremely important to the fight, and also Arya will probably be at the front too, so alas, neither of them can hide out in Storm’s End with me. I’d also like someone with an army (because “you and whose army” is a great threat, plus hey, cannon fodder), but I assume the rules of this thing means I can only select individuals. Maybe if I got to Westeros early enough, I could convince Aegon and co. not to leave Storm’s End. (Is Storm’s End empty, btw, or would it have its normal complement of servants and such?)

But enough dithering. My five:

Thoros of Myr: The benefits of Melisandre without the craziness. That is, he can see the future and resurrect the dead (on our side). Could have useful knowledge about R’hllor, which may be relevant, never know. Might be able to teach people how to light their swords on fire, which couldn’t hurt. Also, he has healing skills (just in case something happens to my next guy), and is an evident survivor.

The Elder Brother: An amazing healer, and it couldn’t hurt to have even more gods on my side. (I’d love to see him and Thoros talk, too.) Ex-knight, might know some strategies. And he’s also the closest thing in Westeros to a therapist, and lord knows this group could use one. (Everyone in Westeros needs therapy, truly.)

Sarella “Alleras” Sand: Not a maester yet, but on her way, and I really need a tech person. Also knows how to use glass candles (one of which she’s bringing with tyvm) so we can get info from the front, and may have learned other magic too, and maybe even metalcraft. Plus, she’s awesome, and I want to talk science with her.

Sandor Clegane: Because. OK, he’s a warrior, a survivor, and it couldn’t hurt to have him with. Yeah, he’s got a bad leg, but still. You’re asking me this question, this is what you get. Maybe I can acquire a Valyrian steel sword for him, too, from where I dunno, but somewhere. [The only person who has one right now who I’d be willing to have on my team is Brienne, but (a) she’s busy and will probably be at the front too, and (b) my fifth slot is full, sorry Brienne!]

Sansa Stark: Because. Well, you’re not letting me go to the Summer Isles and take her with, so we’re just going to hide out safe in Storm’s End tyvm. Plus her presence will keep Sandor motivated. And yay, another person to talk to the EB. :D  And she, at least, is taking Littlefinger’s Valyrian steel dagger with her before she comes to safety with me.

There, I hope that satisfies. And I’m stocking up on dragonglass, ok? Well, you didn’t say I couldn’t…

kopaka777  asked:

Do you think Varys' speech to Kevin at the end of ADWD plays into Martin's conceptions of knighthood? Obviously it's not a perfect matchup but the whole idea of earning tropes seems to be coming through. "Tommen has been taught that kingship is his right. Aegon knows that kingship is his duty, that a king must put his people first, and live and rule for them." Another thing-how the hell did Quellon not notice the monster Euron was becoming?

1) There’s definitely something to that, but I think Varys has missed something crucial about the Hero’s Journey: it has to be organic, or it’s meaningless. He’s spun this fairytale web around Aegon in the hopes of creating his very own fantasy protagonist with which to take over Westeros (and ASOIAF itself). So Aegon’s story doesn’t belong to him; he hasn’t had to make any difficult decisions, because they’ve been made for him. Whatever hardships he’s gone through, he’s known all along that the crown was waiting for him at the end as a reward, and IMO that taints it. In other words, Aegon’s training has been more like Survivor than an actual sojourn in the wilderness. 

2) Yeah, this is a fascinating question. If I could ask GRRM to write any pre-ASOIAF story, it would be about Quellon and his sons. But since that ain’t happening, we’re left with guesses, and I have two. One, maybe Quellon just had his hands full with Balon; when your heir is threatening to undo your good work and plunge your people back into full-on revanchism, you might blind yourself to what’s going on with the rest of your kids. Two (and this is something I’ve talked about with @madeinmyr and @goodqueenaly), Euron might’ve actually been Quellon’s favorite son. Euron’s interest in foreign cultures (specifically regarding religion, philosophy, magic, drugs, and the point where they all intersect) along with his disdain for the Old Way might’ve kindled hope in Quellon that Euron wouldn’t adhere to Balon’s narrow-minded worldview. Again, this is assuming Quellon blinded himself to what Euron was doing to Aeron and Urrigon, which I think is likely.