Test Drive

[medietas_mods]

Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Do you have an old muse you want to dust off? Are you looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting? Well, you've come to the right place!

You all know what to do but if you don’t, just follow the instructions and HAVE FUN!

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you’d like to test drive. Don’t forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario, or start your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios:

1. New Arrival: You have just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon via a floating boat with people you may or may not know. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on here, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, you've arrived, but now there's five islands you should get yourself acquainted with. Meet your starter home neighbors! Start your new job! Check out the market on Aerilon. Or, attend one of the many block parties!

3. Lost!: Somehow you got yourself turned around and confused and getting back to where you want to be is looking impossible.

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Comments

Re: Bronn | Game of Thrones | Option 3 - Bar on Aerilon, Block party, or anywhere else!

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa always goes to the parties here on the islands if only because they so very often have lemoncakes and it is at one of these parties that she sees a face she's not seen since King's Landing. Oh. It's Ser Bronn.

The last she'd seen Bronn, it'd been before Joffrey's awful wedding and her subsequent fleeing of the city and he'd been drinking and talking crudely with Tyrion, as was his usual pattern. Still, Bronn had never been unkind to her and she supposes she can't just cram her face with lemoncakes and pretend she'd not seen him. Besides. He might have news of Tyrion.

"Ser Bronn," Sansa says courteously, fixing him with a polite smile. "When did you arrive?"

[the_bronn]

Leaned up against a nearby tree, Bronn watched the faces in and around him with a cursory glance. He was spectating, for lack of a better word. Perhaps eyeing a pretty lady, or two, paying particular attention to who they were with and which he'd likely approach later. He was still a man, after all.

At Sansa's voice, he turned his head and looked her up and down before straightening, giving her a raise of his brows in what was only mild surprise.

"Earlier today," Bronn answered, bringing his cup up to his lips for a drink. "Fancy meetin' you here, Lady Stark. Last I heard, the squire and Lady Brienne were on their way to try and find you. Did they?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"No," Sansa says quietly. They had, but she'd refused to go with them. She can hardly tell that to Tyrion's man, who surely must have heard from Tyrion that she'd gone missing.

"Things...happened. Anyway, I was remarried because they thought Lord Tyrion was dead. Is he?"

[the_bronn]

Bronn scratched his nose, the news not entirely shocking given a lot of people still thought him dead. Out of sight, out of mind he assumed. But he knew differently, or he believed Jaime when he told him what happened after he'd seen the Imp down in the cells of the Red Keep.

"Last I heard, his brother opened the door of his cell and looked the other way." he told her. "Couldn't tell you what happened after that."

A beat.

"Who thought he was dead?" Call him curious. Also, the way she said it stirred a little more serious in him. There was a lot of questionable 'they's' in Westeros and especially King's Landing and where Sansa Stark was concerned, he could only imagine whoever 'they' was had only his own self interests in mind.

[theladyofwinterfell]

"Lord Baelish and Lord Bolton," Sansa says, wondering if it's always been a lie. She wouldn't put it past Petyr Baelish to have known all along that Tyrion wasn't dead and to have sold her to Ramsay knowing the marriage wouldn't be considered legal. Lord Tyrion may not have consummated their marriage but he was still her husband and if alive, he had the rights to her and no one else.

"Lord Baelish sent me to marry Ramsay Bolton because Tyrion was no longer alive. It was so I could reclaim the North."