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[moonofmylife]

Who: Daenerys and YOU
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Yes! Planetside and aboard the Caprine
When: Now

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[Dany hasn't been immune to the gift giving tree either. There was a level of contained joy that she felt, being in possession of a reasonably sized dragon egg. It rested in one of her arms, cradled against her as she addressed the network at large.]

It seems that this world holds magic enough to be willing to gift many with things they desire - seemingly animals if others results are taken into account. I have been gifted with one of my children - my dragons were mentioned by Lord Tyrion's informative history lesson of the Great Houses of Westeros and my House's heraldry happens to be a three headed dragon. Back home I possessed three individual dragons and the tree has seen fit to gift me with one of them as a kindness, it seems. That aside, it stands to reason that other parts of this planet hold similar properties but, at present, I am purely speculating. Should anyone have found any evidence of such, I'd like to hear it.

[She won't get greedy and ask for all three of her dragons but so far the egg in her arms looks quite similar to Drogon's. She's not so sure just yet if that is the case but it would be nice to see him again - whatever shape he came in.]

Planetside

[Dany can be found out and about, her dragon's egg tucked safely inside a satchel away from harm or prying eyes. She was stopping to purchase various wares - supplies to make clothes and such with Qing, food for herself and her soon-to-be-born dragon, and toys for the local children.

Eventually, if one doesn't catch her there, she can be found relaxing in the hot springs, Drogon floating in the water beside her. If one accidentally walked in on her bath they could catch her there as well, or perhaps join her. The scalding water was perfect and enough to sap any stress away from the most weary of travelers.]

S.S. Caprine

[Dany can be found on the Bridge, reclining in the Captain's Chair with Drogon resting in her lap. The egg glittered in the light, black as the midnight sea with scarlet flecks that reflected off the surface. It was warm to the touch and seemed to practically vibrate with life. He would be born into the world anew, though not nearly as fierce was Daenerys' hope. Drogon was comparatively as menacing as Balerion the Black Dread but as a small thing he wouldn't be nearly as destructive.

If anyone aboard the ship might stop to report to her or to see her for personal matters they would have a glimpse of the egg. To Dany he was perfect and she was completely enamored with her unborn child, waiting for his arrival with a contained excitement.]

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[reek]

[ Maybe they should have swapped lives. Theon would have some semblance of who he is and Dany wouldn't have to put up with Viserys. Fair enough trade, right? ]

No, it isn't meant to frighten you.

[ He's frightened enough himself. Nothing Asha told him fills him with much hope, and anticipating what's coming his way doesn't help matters very much. ]

But it should, if you're not stupid.

[moonofmylife]

Tell me what it is that should frighten me, then.

[They really would have been entirely different people then if they had swapped lives. Still, his words do fill her with a sense of dread and she isn't going to rebuff him this time. The ball is in your court, Theon.]

I want to stop those who would frighten those beneath them.

[The Lannisters, The Boltons... so many enemies.]

[reek]

[ He sighs, suddenly exhausted. Thoughts and worries are reeling through his mind too quickly for him to keep up with. It makes it difficult for him to even try to argue with her to the full extent of his stubbornness. ]

Not all of Westeros will bend the knee to you. I've already told you that much.

[ Is this the place or time to talk politics? Not particularly, but Theon did start this and Dany did give him the material to continue. ]

Some will, whle others will turn their cloaks when they feel the time is right.

[ He should know that much. No matter how good his intentions, he would have always been forced to betray someone. It was just a shame that his only options were to turn his cloak on his best friend, or to turn his cloak on his own family. ]

The Starks aren't the only house in the North. What do you actually know of the Northmen? Have you been told what some of them are capable of?

[moonofmylife]

I know very little of the houses of the north or the south, save for what my brother told me of the usurper's war and what i know of the war of five kings. I want to learn. I did not have a maester to teach me things while I was growing up.

[When he brings up the other Northern houses, she folds her hands. Her first thought was of Jorah. He'd told her of himself briefly, how Eddard Stark had exiled him for trading in slavery. He'd been a Northman.]

I haven't been told what they are capable of, but they do not know what I am capable of either.

[Or her dragons.]

[reek]

At least you're being honest.

[ Theon does not claim to be an expert, but he's certain he knows more of the North than Dany. He lived there, grew up there, and now it seems he's likely to die there. The sea on this planet isn't the same as it is at home, but he doesn't believe he'll ever see the Sunset Sea again. ]

The Starks were the most powerful House in the North, but if Robb has spoken of anything with you, it matters not. The Boltons hold the North now. What did your brother tell you of House Bolton?

[ There are other houses in the North, equally as strong and capable of horrifying things, but they aren't at the forefront of Theon's mind right now. He's terrified of his future, always keeping watch out of the corner of his eye. If Asha can appear, so can Ramsay. ]

[moonofmylife]

Viserys only ever spoke of our allies - House Greyjoy, House Martell... he was more concerned with making friends. We already had so many enemies. Oft times we would find a place to live for a time and then one of Robert Baratheon's assassins would be on our doorstep. He only ever spoke of the North in terms of the Usurper's dogs - House Stark. Lord Tyrion and Ser Barristan filled in the remaining blanks.

[She feels bad even calling the Starks dogs. While she didn't see eye to eye with Robb or Sansa, they were good people. She'd never met Eddard Stark but a man could not raise good children without being somewhat good himself, she hoped. But then what did that make her, a child with no father or mother and only a brother who beat her and was unkind more often than not. The last time she had seen a glimmer of a brother she had cared for was when her husband had poured molten gold on his head as he begged her for his life.]

House Bolton... you know what they did to Robb Stark and his mother, then? I only heard of it from Lord Tyrion.

[She swallows, feeling ashamed that she couldn't tell Robb himself before he'd found out the way he had. She didn't want to know how he'd found out but she'd never forget how upset he was that an outsider had known long before he had.]

[reek]

[ The Starks were meant to be his enemies as well. As a child, he was plagued by nightmares of Eddard Stark and his greatsword, and while that fear never truly went away, Lord Eddard turned out to be just as difficult to hate as his children.

And Robb-- ]

Robb was my best friend.

[ Was. It pains him to speak of such things in a past tense, but it's clear that their friendship will never be mended. Theon destroyed it the very minute the turned his cloak. Theon destroyed everything when he turned his cloak. ]

He told me of his fate himself.

[ And I should have been there. If I couldn't stop it, I should have suffered the same fate. A kinder fate, but not the fate I deserve.

He seems to be struggling now, cracking at the seams with regret and fear and self-loathing. He shouldn't be letting this happen in front of her, or in front of anyone. ]

House Bolton set Winterfell to the torch, and now they hold the North. They traditionally flay their enemies, and Roose Bolton is not a merciful man. [ He lets out a short bark of laughter; an attempt to hide any other emotions that may be trying to slip through. ] Nor are his leeches.

[moonofmylife]

I'm sorry that you had to find out something like that - that he had to find out like that.

[She finds herself stewing in silence for a moment, thinking about the Boltons. They were some unseen enemy and the way he painted them they were as much monsters as her father had been to the people of Westeros.]

That's terrible. The only thing I can think of to be worse than that is watching a man burn alive by dragon fire. My dragons are fierce beasts but I know from history that they are not impervious to death or harm. My only hope would be to align with the other great houses, I'm sure.

[His house would be perfect for that, actually. They had the largest and most influential fleet in Westeros and often times those ships made many a journey between Westeros and Essos on trade routes.]