Posts by MERA GREYJOY

ooc. i wrote like too much whoops i got the muse™ uhh the beginning is mostly backstory so if you don't want to read the whole thing you only really need the last two paragraphs

It had been a long time since she had ventured off of the Iron Islands she called home. The young adult had rarely left her home, even during the rebellion her cousin had put on so rashly. No, she had elected to stay with her father - that is, until the targaryens elected to remove him to their prison of a keep, and elected their elder brother as Lord Reaper in his stead. It had been a blow to the younger female, of course, but they had bided their time, remained on Pyke and watched politics from afar.

Now, however, she was intrigued. With their brother's disappearance, her life had been lonely on the isles, rarely visited by the green lords of Westeros. Now, however, the information had finally worked up to her that there was a new king - another targaryen, some exiled prince she didn't ever recall before he had taken the throne. While normally she would have been content to watch the lords and ladies of the continent continue their struggle for powers, she knew that perhaps with many of the house heads that had been present for the Grey Rebellion fading into nothingness that her chances of clawing her way into their formalities would be easier than ever before.

While she had no great love for the Westerosi thanks to her father, she could not deny the advantages of forming ... friendships with the court members. After all, she could never build up the Iron Islands to their previous power without interacting with the other houses. Instead of gathering a crew, knowing that it may be taken the wrong way, she instead elected to take on her puffin form and fly for Westeros. It took a length of time for her to finally arrive in Kings Landing, tired and weary from her trip, but the bird dropped into one of the larger courtyards, landing softly as a silver fox, her preferred form. While most of her family had lived out their lives as otters, she had never had as much appreciation for small animals - however, like her moods, her forms changed as easily as the tides.

the Greyjoy's stormy gaze glanced around the space around her, tail swishing up dust from the tiles. She was unsure if she was supposed to announce her presence in an official way - she had only rarely made the trek to the eastern side of the continent, and her diplomatic skills had suffered under her father's strict ironborn teachings. Still, she had no concerns about what the green lords would think of her. What did their opinions matter? "HELLO?" she shouted without a hint of reserve, already impatient. Were the westerosi too lazy for greetings, content to lounge about in their palaces? She dearly hoped this wasn't a waste of time. She really want to improve relations, if only for her own benefit.

HOUSE GREYJOY

Sigil: A golden kraken on a background of black.

Words: "We Do Not Sow" [Official] / "What Is Dead May Never Die" [Unofficial]

Stronghold: Pyke

Current Leader: Mera Greyjoy

Titles: Lord Reaper of Pyke

History: Up until recent times, the Greyjoys chose to stay out of the busines of the green lords of Westeros, electing to focus on the politics of their archipelago. However, this changed when one Greyjoy by the name of Tessa killed the at the time Queen of Westeros, Blindlove Arryn, and forcibly took over her throne. This time period, named "The Greyjoy Rebellion" was cut short when Lord Oliver Stark assassinated the usurper. In the aftermath, many Greyjoys and their supporters were hunted down for their crimes, until Dagda Greyjoy surrendered to the new king, Jaehaerys Targaryen. In exchange for his father Finnbahr Greyjoy as a hostage and loyalty to the Iron Throne, Dagda as granted the title of Lord Reaper and was allowed to take back the Iron Islands. Once again, the Greyjoys elected to remove themselves from Westeros politics, only dealing with the lords when it was required of them. Eventually, Dagda went missing, likely on a raid of the coasts, and the Greyjoys were left without a leader. Eventually, the younger sister of Dagda, Mera Greyjoy, decided to fend off the green lords vying for the island by declaring herself the head of the Greyjoy family.

OTHER APPLICANT: TBA

PLOT:

- with much of her family dead or missing, Mera has taken it upon herself to take over the house. However, if an older member or a male child of Dagda or Finnbahr appeared, it could end up causing a rift in the Greyjoys between who they supported as the true leader of their family.

- alternatively, in the absence of a proper Lord Reaper, other families are likely vying for the lands of the Iron Islands, which could lead to challengers that have more backing and political power than the current Greyjoy line.

- Outside of the Greyjoys and affecting all of Westeros, the greyjoys may attempt to enter the good graces of the court by offering their skills as reavers and seafarers, attacking the enemies of the king without mercy. On the inside of their family dynamics, they would be attempting a more subtle attempt to gain power for their family compared to the previous methods of taking over.

- Just thought of this while reading the other applications but I think some rivalries between the Ironborn and the western lords/ladies would be interesting, especially the Mallisters since they rule the Seagard (rivalries could also be alliances, though! just ... dynamics between the Greyjoys and the Western Lords appeal to me ha ha)

- wip i'm sort of just thinking of things on the fly right now

The Ironborn saw no appeal in being a Green lord's ... errand girl, even if he was the king and their technical ruler. Could no one in this city get their own things done? If she had demanded her men do arbitrary tasks for her, they would have spit at her paws. Mocked her and called her weak, easily replaced her with someone deemed more...suited to the Ironborn method.

But her ideas and plans would go to waste if she couldn't convince the court that the Greyjoys were safe. trustworthy. She could sacrifice some of her family's pride if it meant they could gain more in the end.

Hoping her disgust with the idea of tasks wasn't too blatant, the lean fox trotted into the throne room, eyes narrowed on the King himself. Finally, as she stopped among the milling ladies and lords, she cleared her throat - an attempt to mentally remove her sour attitude - before coolly stating, "Would you like me to do something ... Your Grace?" the title was somewhat hesitant, subconsciously unwilling to refer to anyone as a superior, anyone as her ruler, especially a targaryen.

"Intruders. hmm," Mera softly snorted as she padded up, her bushy tail flicking back and forth behind her. Her stormy grey eyes were focused on Jaelynn, offering neither ill will nor benevolence in her gaze. While she was well aware of the often complicated history between her people and the Mallisters of Seagard, she never expected to hear the Ironborn referred to as mere Intruders. Reavers and Raiders, perhaps. If you were seeking to be rude, barbarians or murderers would also suffice. But never intruders. It seemed to...benign. Perhaps that was how green ladies functioned. Benign little creatures, content to go about their day however they were commanded.

Granted, they hadn't ever met many ladies, besides her mother, and perhaps she would eventually be proven wrong. For now, however, she settled in near the back of the crowd around the woman speaking, mouth quirked into something akin to a smirk as she waited for the lady to continue speaking, or respond to her comment, or make any move other than looking at the crowd for acknowledgement.

ooc. ic opinions obv mera's an ass

GENERAL

mera greyjoy | no nicknames currently given

cis female | bisexual | 18 months of age

member of westeros | born on the Iron Islands

born february 17 2016 | finnbahr greyjoy x npc

BODIES

[MAIN/CURRENT] silver fox

[BIRTH FORM] sea otter

[SECONDARY] puffin

[SECONDARY] leopard seal

[SECONDARY] wolverine

[UNDISCOVERED] unknown forms

PERSONALITY

quick thinker | + trait | + trait

calculating | stubborn | / trait

cold | unstable | - trait

note - personality will be developed through rp

RELATIONSHIPS

single | struggles to form close relationships

no notable previous relationships

HEALTH

[PHYSICAL] █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ 100%

[MENTAL] █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ 90%

bpd w aspd traits | unstable mood

[CURRENT] no injuries

[CHRONIC] no injuries

[PAST] multiple small & large scars

POWERS

[bolded = mastered, italics = undiscovered]

air manip, water manip, shapeshifting, super senses

heat vision, conjuration

OTHER

defacto head of the greyjoy house

hard physically | medium mentally | medium magically

yeah so mera is pretty new to the westeros game, she doesn't understand the politics of everything but she's slowly figuring it out

she's spent most of her life on the Iron Islands and never really left since it was always her father or brother's jobs to handle political stuff but now here she is, attempting to actually lead the Greyjoys

tags can be found here > [HERE] and below will be what i'm open to, what i'm closed to, and what i'm picky about for her!

open >

interaction threads [preferably with some sort of plot]

friends [may be somewhat difficult]

rivals

enemies

talking politics

one sided crushes [on her]

closed >

litters

romance [for now]

capture [may be persuaded for a really good plot]

torture [may be persuaded for a really good plot]

death

ask about >

one sided crushes [on someone else]

mutual crushes

short & long term plots

family alliance plots

anything not listed

LINKS ►

plot thread v.1 - LINK

link name - LINK

link name - LINK

PLAYLIST ►

REMEDY - son lux

— find your voice in the sea of surging bodies and breath

SONG NAME - artist

— lyric lyric lyric

SONG NAME - artist

— lyric lyric lyric

STORAGE ►

stored item here

ooc. whoops i deleted my post because i missed a post and now the posts are a little mixed up rip sorry Saltedcaramels

They all seemed to appear from nowhere, melting out of the shadows like ghosts one after the other. The first who approached was massive, forboding - a dragon looming over her small form. Still, she raised her head, tail fluffed up as if in warning - despite her small size, she would not hesitate to defend herself if it was needed. "One often needs to be loud when in the presence of dragons," Mera murmured as she stared up at the greeter, and she did not bother to make it clear if she spoke of the species or of the family. Still, she continued without hesitation, not lingering on her words. "I am Mera Greyjoy. With the disappearance of my father and brother, I have elected to...make new acquaintances in Westeros, in hopes of restoring the Iron Islands." It was a half truth, as she did indeed plan to make new alliances with the green lords, but they may have different ... ideas behind her motivations than she did.

Of the other three who approached, She first turned to the second Targaryen girl to approach - had they bred like rats since she had last met them? - who she offered a harsh smile. "Shouting is the fastest way to get anywhere in life, my lady. A helpful thing to learn it would be," the Ironborn stated simply, before glancing over two the timid boy. Kittens were uninteresting to her, but she offered a curt nod before fixing her gaze on the final person. She didn't recognize her family scent, but perhaps she had spent too much time away. Either way, she felt a hint of ... amusement at the number of woman at court. Much more women than men, as far as she could tell.

Not that she had a problem with that. "No, we haven't met. It's a pleasure, Josephine."

Just as she finished, another approached, yet another lady. She was familiar with this one's scent - a Bolton. While she was familiar with the bare politics of Westeros, she had always struggled to discern whether they technically fell under the safe keeping of the west or the north. She held little love for the Lannisters and Mallisters, the Tullys and the other western green lords - the only Westerosi who managed to hold her respect were the northerners, often harsh and unforgiving as the landscape itself.

And with the reputation of the Boltons, she was eager to learn more about the Northern ladies. "Hello, my lady. Bolton, yes?" she questioned, wanting to confirm her house before the conversation continued.

"It seems no matter what family has a dragon head, they all grow in size just as fast as the largest," Mera remarked as she padded up on her dark paws, staring up at the dragoness and her new found ... ward. Was she supposed to pick up Greyjoys as fast as these Targaryens snatched up joiners, snatched up land and territory? It seemed that most of Westeros would be in their claws, soon enough.

They would not allow their own home to succumb to this fate, as much as they all seemed to want their meager outcropping of iron and rock. Still, she kept these thoughts to themselves, instead focusing on the dog that was unfamiliar to them, their tail twitching in thought. "Lucas. Tully. Hmm. Welcome to Westeros. I'm Mera Greyjoy, of the Iron Islands. It's a pleasure." It wasn't a pleasure. The tully family growing power only meant bigger threats to her plans for the lands to the west of her native home.

She had never seen the appeal of having someone catch and prepare her food for her, to eat off a silver platter and drink from a golden pool. No, her faher had been strict in her up bringing - she would hunt for herself, she would defend herself, or she would die, less respected than even a Pyke bastard. This tradition continued even when she was in King's Landing - with Blackwater Bay at her disposal, she had slipped into the water as a seal in the early morning hours, preying upon the fish and the birds who dared to linger too long on the surface in her presence. These were too small to sustain her for any time period, but she finally managed to catch a young seal and drag it onto shore, taking on her fox body once it became too cumbersome to use flippers on land.

Muttering a short prayer to the Drowned God, the Greyjoy started tearing apart the seal carcass on the rocky beach, unaware of any presences lurking around her.

JAELYNN SWAROVSKI

HOUSE GREYJOY

Welcome to the Greyjoy mass adoption! After two previous heads disappeared, he family has only recently resurfaced in Westerosi politics with Mera Greyjoy at the lead. She plans to bulk up the family, and this means finding family both on the Islands and off of them.

PLOTS

- while Mera's cousin Tessa failed to take over Westeros with force, Mera has other methods in mind. Her plan is for the Greyjoys to infiltrate nobility with their own ranks and slowly gain back their own power and reputation, and either start rivalries with the Westerosi lords near their islands or form alliances to further their own plans.

RULES

- you must stay active. otherwise, your character may be stripped of the name, or in the case of the mera litter rehomed.

- you must carry the Greyjoy name, and stay in westeros for at least a little while.

- you must attend any family meetings that are posted - every Greyjoy will be tagged in these posts, however.

- there are positions within the family such as heir to the name and such. While blood related children are more likely to be chosen, anyone who is active and contributes to the family has a chance of being chosen.

- please message me if your character dies, has children, gets married, etc etc so i can keep track of everyone.

now, onto the litters! As a note, slots may be added/removed from these & litters may be added, depending on interest. At the bottom of this post will be a form for you to fill out.

miraclemile x mera greyjoy | foxes | under 6 moons

plot: the two met one late night while Miraclemile was visiting on business from Windclan. They only spent a short time together, and Mera ended up having a litter from it. While these children are technically bastards, she is giving them the last name Greyjoy anyways. Until the future, this will be her only blood children. As a note if you do fall active with this litter, they will either be rehomed or stripped of their titles. On another note, because these children were raised on the Iron Islands, they will be raised by Mera's relatively strict upbringing, being excellent seafarers and having a distaste for Westerosi (especially the Targaryens).

relations: Mera greyjoy is the daughter of finnbahr greyjoy and the sister of Dagda Greyjoy, both previous rulers of Pyke. Her cousin is Tessa Greyjoy, Ex-High Queen of Westeros. Miraclemile is the son of Finnishwars (ex-leader of the rift and the exiles, various other ranks), Sola (ex leader of the elite & bloodclan, various other ranks), and Cainsmark (ex leader of the rift). They have immense relations to many main game hps and famous characters through their three parents.

genetics: the foxes can be any colour variant, however miraclemile was a standard red fox and mera is a silver fox, so these are the most likely colors.

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

atlasclouds x falsealarm | any canine or feline | any age between 1 - 4 years

plot: this pair has had many litters over the years & has been a mated pair for some time. These children were born out of love, but many of them would have moved on by now in their older years. Some have chosen to settle on the Iron Islands and become part of the Greyjoy family. They do not have a direct relation to Mera, and are just general family members - you can have them as adopted cousins, or something similar.

relations: atlasclouds is the daughter of cropcircles and auburnlights, relating her to a majority of the site. Specifically, she is the littermate of Breakdance, ex leader of the dominion. Falsealarm is the child of Eightbit and Harmonydance, and the brother of Leminscatecross (ex shadowclan general), and shares all of his relations.

genetics: as they have had many litters over the years, you may choose from any feline or canine species for their birth bodies.

iona greyjoy | female | callisto

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

npc x npc | basket litter | any age below 1 year

plot: it is said that Mera Greyjoy found the young animals washed up amongst a shipwreck on one of the islands, however she has never confirmed or denied it. No matter how they came into her care, they now carry her last name, and uphold her family values. On another note, because these children were raised on the Iron Islands, they will be raised by Mera's relatively strict upbringing, being excellent seafarers and having a distaste for Westerosi (especially the Targaryens).

relations: these characters have no blood relations, however they will be adopted by Mera greyjoy alongside her blood litter. HOWEVER, if you have a kitten who already has parents and it is under 1 year of age, they can be put into this litter, as it's a basket litter.

genetics: they can be any animal that you want them to be.

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

____ greyjoy | gender | rper

ADOPTION

If you already have a character that does not fit into one of these litters, worry not! If you want your character to be a member of the Greyjoy family, simply swear fealty to the family in a thread & tag MERA GREYJOY in the post. Unless the family becomes more exclusive, your character will almost always be accepted in!

Below is the form for adopting from a LITTER. if you want your character adopted into the family that isn't from one of these litters, you may post below, pm me, or tag mera's subaccount in a thread on the board where your character is swearing fealty.

As if the mention of her house summoned her, Mera Greyjoy appeared a little ways away from the group, having decided to take a walk through the island of Pyke to clear her thoughts. Eventually, she heard voices coming towards her, accents not matching her own kin.

Eyes narrowing, Mera sped up to a trot as she approached the group, ears pinned back until they came into view - and as much as she hated the green lords on her home, it was relief that they were not attackers.

Closing the distance, she fell into step with the others, just in time to hear Katarina and the young Targaryen informing the water horse about her house. Perfect - she didn't even have to lure him in themselves all that much.

"Speak of the devils and they shall appear," she commented with a snort, before glancing up at the beast. While she had seen her fair share of mythical creatures, she had never seen a kelpie in these waters. She always assumed they preferred areas warmer than the bleak isles. "Welcome to Westeros. I am Mera Greyjoy. What did you say your name was?" She didn't push him too far, not yet. He would join her, in time, but she needed to know his name first.

/this is on mobile so apologies for any mistakes

A mallister. How ... distasteful. She held little love for the lords of Seagard, one of the Ironborn's greatest rivals when it came to reaving the coasts. Mera's grey eyes were narrowed onto the young pup, but he seemed no threat - yet. She would worry when he grew up. "Hello. I am Mera of house Greyjoy. What is your name? I assume you are a Mallister, by your scent." She would not be hostile, not to a child who posed no threats. However, she did keep an eye on Jaelynn, however, who was lingering nearby. No matter what peace was in the land, she would never trust the green lords and ladies enough to be comfortable.