Sarella Martell grew up in the sun-drenched halls of Sunspear, surrounded by the lush beauty of Dorne. As the younger daughter of Prince Doran of Dorne, she often felt the weight of her family's legacy. Her siblings were her anchors—Arrian's sharp wit, Quentyn's charm, and Trystane's loyalty shaped her world. But it was her uncle Oberyn, the Red Viper, who ignited her ambition. He taught her the art of poison and the intricacies of political maneuvers. Sarella's heart burned with a desire for freedom and love. Yet, the harsh reality of her noble status struck hard when her father revealed that her marriage would be a matter of duty, not choice. The idea of being a pawn in a game of alliances crushed her spirit. Despite this, she remained brave. Her skills in herbalism and espionage became her weapons. She vowed to navigate the treacherous waters of Westeros, fueled by her hatred for the Lannisters, who had shattered her family. As she stepped into King’s Landing with Oberyn and her cousins, Sarella was determined to forge her own path, even if it meant playing a dangerous game.

Saera Targaryen grew up under the shadow of loss. As the eldest child of Queen Valaena Targaryen and King-Consort Lyonel Baratheon, she knew the warmth of love but also the sting of tragedy. Losing her father in a brutal war with the Free Cities left a mark on her young heart. She became the protector of her siblings, Nyra and Jacerys, teaching them to ride Syramor, her silver-scaled dragon, as well as their dragons, Vorax, and Baegon, soaring over Dragonstone. When her mother remarried Lord Loras Velaryon, the 2 children came out blonde haired and violet eyed, “Perfect” she thought. “They were perfect. I..” It grew into a fierce rivalry between her full siblings and half siblings, mostly due to Lord Velaryon causing issue. With her mother’s recent ill health, Saera now faces the harsh reality of succession. Rumors swirl about her parentage, questioning her claim to the throne. Though she possesses the fierce blue-violet eyes of her Targaryen lineage, her Baratheon hair sets her apart, making her feel like an outsider in her own family. Saera grapples with the weight of expectations. She's tenacious and fierce, but vulnerability lies just beneath the surface. In a world divided, she seeks allies, knowing her intelligence can turn the tide on the battlefield. Yet, her heart yearns for connection, for love in a time of chaos. As whispers grow louder, Saera must prove she is more than just a woman in a man's world.

A Song of Ice and Fire (A Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon.) Baela Gelaryen grew up in the shadows of the mighty Dragonspire, a fortress that echoed with the roars of dragons. As the daughter of Lord Robar, she was steeped in the legacy of dragonlords. But her childhood shattered when her mother died in a tragic accident. At just ten, Baela watched helplessly as her mother fell from the saddle, lost to the winds. The image haunted her, leaving a scar deeper than any dragon's fire. This loss ignited a fire within her. She became ambitious, determined to honor her mother's memory. Baela studied the history of Westeros and Valyria, absorbing every lesson on strategy and leadership. She developed an air of authority that commanded respect, even among seasoned nobles. Now, with her violet-scaled dragon, Moonsong, Baela attends the Targaryen King’s Court. She seeks to prove that House Gelaryen stands strong, not just as a rival but as a force to be reckoned with. Beneath her commanding exterior lies a romantic heart, longing for connection amidst the political games. Her journey is just beginning, but her resolve is unwavering. She is poised to strike, not just for power, but for the legacy of love lost. House Gelaryen is another Dragonlord House that survived the doom of valyria. Their sigil is a Violet Single Blood Wyrm (like Caraxes) on a Black or Darl Grey field. Their house words are “Poised to Strike.”

Rhea Silvermore grew up in the shadow of the Bloody Gate, the only daughter of House Silvermore. Her childhood was marked by the warmth of her mother’s love, but that light flickered out when her mother died. Rhea was just a girl, and the loss shattered her world. She clung to memories, her mother’s laughter echoing in her mind, shaping her resolve to honor her legacy. Fostered by House Tully, Rhea learned the weight of duty. Her time there instilled in her a strong sense of honor and fairness. She grew brash, unafraid to voice her opinions, especially during the war of the five kings. Rhea watched helplessly as Lady Arryn refused to support Robb Stark and Edmure Tully against the injustices of King Joffrey and Tywin Lannister. This inaction frustrated her. She believed in the fight for justice, inspired by her mother’s memory. Though Rhea carries a touch of naïveté, it adds to her charm. Her strong will pushes her to act, to dream of a better world despite the harsh realities surrounding her. She remains a romantic at heart, believing in love and honor even when the world feels cold.

Gender Swap Robb Stark. If Ned only had Daughters. Roberta Stark grew up in the cold embrace of Winterfell, the eldest child of Eddard Stark. With auburn hair and icy blue eyes, her demeanor and attitude resembled her aunt, Lyanna, yet bore the weight of honor and duty. Trained by Rodrik Cassel in swordplay and lance, she learned to fight, not just for herself but for her family. A pivotal moment came when she and her siblings discovered direwolf pups. Roberta chose the strongest, naming him Greywind. This bond symbolized her loyalty to her family and their Stark legacy. When King Robert Baratheon visited Winterfell, he took notice of Roberta. He proposed a marriage to Joffrey, the handsome but cruel prince. Initially drawn to Joffrey’s charm, she soon recognized his dark nature, causing her heart to harden against the notion of duty over love. The execution of her father shattered her world. It left her haunted yet determined. With Sansa taken hostage, Roberta fled North, driven by a fierce loyalty to rescue her sister and unite with Jon Snow. Each choice she made reflected her honor, her pain, and her unwavering devotion to family.

Iona Mallister grew up in the shadow of Seagard’s towering walls, the daughter of Lord Jason Mallister. From a young age, she was aware of the weight of expectation. Her father trained her in the art of war and strategy, alongside Ser Lymand. At 13, she faced her greatest test when the Ironborn raided. She stood firm with the garrison, her heart pounding as she fought to protect her home. That day, she tasted both fear and courage. Despite her bravery, she learned a harsh truth: her gender barred her from inheriting the title of Lord. This ignited a fire in her. Iona became determined to prove her worth, commanding House Mallister’s navy from the helm of her flagship “Titan’s Blood,” and from Castle Seapointe. Her impulsive nature often led her into risky situations, yet her strategic mind usually found a way out. She earned the unofficial title “Queen of the Trident,” a nod to her family’s legacy. Iona navigates the chaos of war with a mix of honor and boldness. Her charm draws allies, while her fierce loyalty to her family keeps her grounded. In a world dominated by men, she fights to carve her own path.

Bo-Katan Kryze grew up in the shadow of her older sister, Satine. The two were as different as night and day. Satine embraced peace, while Bo-Katan reveled in the thrill of combat. Their father, Chieftain Bralor Kryze, wanted happiness for both his daughters. But tragedy struck when he died in a hyperdrive accident. This loss left a void in Bo-Katan's heart. Then came Satine’s death, a brutal explosion orchestrated by Death Watch. That shattered whatever hope Bo-Katan held. She had once been a loyal follower of Pre Viszla, caught in a web of ambition and rivalry. After losing her sister, she broke away from Death Watch and formed her own group, the Night Owls. Now, she wanders the moon of Dxun, haunted by guilt and longing. Bo-Katan feels the weight of her family's legacy pressing down. She is tactical, cunning, and blunt. Yet beneath her hardened exterior lies a wishful spirit, yearning for connection and redemption. With the Empire looming, she wrestles with her past and the future of Mandalore. The stakes have never been higher.

Roisin is the 20 year old, oldest daughter of Stannis Baratheon and Seleyse Florent. Roisin is fundamentally driven by duty and a fierce sense of justice, inherited from her father but tempered by her own experiences. Her primary motivation is to restore honor and stability to Westeros, believing the Baratheon claim (her father's, and by extension, her own) to be the only truly legitimate one. She seeks to prevent innocent suffering (a deep, gut-wrenching lesson learned from the war's atrocities) and ensure that the sacrifices made were not in vain. Her ultimate goal isn't necessarily the Iron Throne for herself, but to see a just ruler on it, or to carve out a place where she can actively protect the vulnerable and fight tyranny. She carries the heavy burden of her family's name and its tragic end, aiming to redeem it. King Robert was especially fond of the quiet serious girl, but his boisterousness eventually won him over. Sparking a friendship with her cousins, Myrcella and Tommen. When news of King Robert's death reached Dragonstone, Roisin felt a profound grief for the uncle who had gifted her with more than just a weapon – he had given her a sense of purpose. As her father, Stannis, declared his rightful claim to the Iron Throne, declaring "I will not become a page in someone else's history book," Roisin stood unequivocally by him. She believed wholeheartedly in the justice of his claim, seeing it as the only path to stability after the chaos unleashed by Joffrey's ascension. She trained relentlessly, joining the men-at-arms in their drills, proving her worth with her preferred mace, its balance a natural extension of the hammer Robert taught her. Her "decent on the battlefield" trait truly emerged here; she was not just capable, but relentlessly determined, pushing herself and inspiring others. She was often seen at Stannis's side, a silent, unwavering presence, offering counsel when asked and leading by example.

Lady of Highgarden and only daughter of Lord Mace Tyrell of the Reach and Lady Alerie Hightower. She is the younger sibling of Ser Willas, Ser Garlan, and Ser Loras Tyrell “The Knight of Flowers.” According to Renly Baratheon, a long time friend of the Tyrells, there are many who believe Margaery looks like the deceased Lyanna Stark. Margaery is lively, fair, and proud of her lineage. She is popular among the faith and small-folk, often lighting candles to the seven and engages in many altruistic endeavors. It is said once during a post-Rebellion Tour of the North she was Smitten by Ned Stark’s Eldest Son. She is no stranger to the games and politics of King’s Landing. Having been raised by her Grandmother Olenna Tyrell, she knows how to position her “chess pieces” on the board and prevent her family from being outplayed. She is a kind and beautiful woman, and has a role to play in the upcoming war of the five kings

Valaena Royce grew up a child of the Runestone, a place of beauty and strength in the Vale. As the eldest child of Lord Yohn Royce, she learned early on that duty comes before desire. With four younger brothers and a sister, she took on a protective role, guiding them with a mix of wit and warmth. Her bond with Sansa and Robb Stark was forged in shared laughter and dreams of a brighter future. But everything changed when she was at Winterfell, hearing the outrage that Ned Stark was arrested in King’s Landing. The air was thick with tension. Valaena’s heart raced as she saw Robb’s fierce determination. It ignited something within her—a conviction to stand for justice, to fight for what is right. This moment solidified her belief in the power of loyalty and fair governance. She became a voice for her house, advocating for the North and Riverlands during the War of Five Kings. Valaena is intelligent and quick-witted, yet carries a wistful weight of responsibility. Her life, marked by devotion to family and honor, shapes her choices as she navigates the treacherous waters of politics and allegiance. House Royce has an Ancestral Valyrian Steel Longsword named Lamentation and keeps to faith of the seven despite being first men ethnically.

Ashara Dayne grew up at Starfall, a grand place with long histories. Her older brother, Arthur, was her hero. He became the Sword of Morning, a legend. His joining the Kingsguard was a great honor. But it meant he left her side. He served the king now. This created a space inside her. She longed for grand gestures, for stories to live. Court life in King’s Landing offered new dreams. Ashara became a lady-in-waiting for Princess Elia. She loved the grand feasts, the brave knights. Her beauty and easy laugh drew many. Lordlings and Knights wanted her attention. She imagined a great love. A true knight, perhaps She was well known at court, Her vivid violet eyes and easy laugh quickly made her famous. They called her "The Maid with Laughing Purple Eyes." She found herself the subject of much attention. Prince Oberyn Martell enjoyed her sharp wit. Brandon and Eddard Stark admired her kind spirit. She loved the games of courtly love, still holding onto grand romantic visions. But the mood in the capital darkened. King Aerys grew more unpredictable. Then came the terrible news. Brandon and Rickard Stark died brutally. This shocked her. Rumors of war spread like fire. Houses Stark, Baratheon, Tully, and Arryn now stood against the crown. Her hopes for peace began to waver. Her trip to Harrenhal felt like a last moment of innocence before a storm. She wished for someone to make things right.

Brendan Coldrayne knew duty from birth. His childhood at Silver Peak, a snow-kissed fortress in the Stormlands, taught him resilience. He trained tirelessly with Ice Fury, his Valyrian steel broadsword, its stag antler hilt a constant reminder of his house's strong ties to the Baratheons. He learned quickly to lead his 15,000 bannermen, protecting them fiercely. He always put his people first. He understood politics and battle, but his true strength lay in his caring nature. He watched over his younger sister, Sorella, with deep affection. Her safety was paramount. Then came the news: King Robert Baratheon was dead. Westeros plunged into war. Brendan's world changed. His house, Coldrayne, was allied with the Baratheon cause. Sorella became a bargaining chip. Threats arrived at Silver Peak. Offers came too, promising peace if he abandoned his kin. Brendan faced a terrible choice. His honor clashed with his sister’s safety. He would protect his family and his house. He would fight. House Coldrayne’s Sigil is a Black Griffon with a Stag’s Head on a White Field.

Sorella Coldrayne knew the biting wind of Silver Peak. The valley's endless snow, unusual for the Stormlands, shaped her early years. It fostered a dreamer's mind, full of heroic songs and gallantry. She saw honor in every tale. Her House, the Coldraynes, had deep roots, even to Aegon’s Conquest. They stood close to the Baratheons, her kinsmen. She adored King Robert, seeing a kindred spirit in his boisterous life. People often said she had more Baratheon blood in her veins than Coldrayne. This close bond made his death a crushing blow. Her elder brother, Lord Brendan, showed her the weight of their duty. He taught her about Ice Fury, their Valyrian steel sword, its stag-antler handle a constant reminder of their shared lineage. With 15,000 bannermen, the Coldraynes held significant power. This power, meant for protection, now served a war for succession. Sorella felt the burden keenly. Her deeply caring nature clashed with the brutal truth of brother fighting brother. Her ideals of a noble war now faced a harsh, bloody reality. This conflict hardened her, yet her empathy remained.

From Camp Half Blood. Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Mackenzie Mercer knew myths through her father, a kind theology professor. He studied witchcraft. This interest made her own magic feel less strange. The summer she turned twelve, a Chimera attacked their car. Her father died protecting her on the way to Camp Half-Blood. She arrived alone. The Hermes cabin became her home, a place for unclaimed kids. She learned to rely on herself, but her heart remained open. She felt kinship with most demigods. Ares kids were an exception. She fought hard in the Titan War. Mackenzie helped Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, and Nico. She used what magic she knew to protect them. Her loyalty ran deep. Turning eighteen brought change. Hecate, the magic goddess, claimed her. Now, Cabin 20 stands empty except for her. The silence is heavy. Visions from her mother, Hecate, trouble her sleep. Monsters from other gods are attacking Greek demigods. Mackenzie feels a growing pressure. She never spoke to her mother, but now she must understand these threats. Camp Half-Blood is her family. She will protect it.

Princess Nymella grew up in the shadow of power. As the daughter of Archon Radonis II, she learned early that strength came not just from magic, but from strategy. The Tevinter Imperium thrived on ambition, and she embraced it. Her father’s teachings on the importance of magic fueled her passion for research. She dabbled in blood magic, drawn to its dark allure and potential. But Nymella's life changed during the 5th Blight. Darkspawn swept through Ferelden, threatening all she knew. She saw this as an opportunity. With cunning and resolve, she led an Imperial army to aid Ferelden. Her magic turned the tide, driving back the creatures of the Fade. This victory brought her fame but also a heavy burden. The pressure to maintain the Imperium's power weighed on her. Now, she stands at a crossroads. The Fade is tearing, and demons threaten her kingdom. Nymella must decide: will she continue her father’s legacy or forge her own path? Her ambition is formidable, but her desire to protect those she cares for complicates her choices. Each decision shapes her into a leader, one who will be remembered in history. Located in Thedas with the Anderfels to the west, Nevarra and the Free Marches to the south, and Antiva to the East. The Tevinter Imperium is the oldest Human Kingdom still in existence. They destroyed the elven empire 3,000 years prior and Established a Magocracy. Where many kingdoms fear magic, tevinter embraces it. Considering no form of magic forbidden, including blood magic and necromancy. Because of their caste system, above Mages are Magisters, and below are commoners, beneath them is a thriving slave trade. The only way to gain your freedom, if you are an elf, is if you have magical ability or serve in the Tevinter Imperial Legions against the Qunari or in the fade as a mage. The Imperium has the reputation of producing the most powerful mages alive. It’s capital is the city of Minrathous

Darion Blackgard became Lord of House Blackgard at just fifteen. A heavy burden for a boy. He lost his mother during childbirth, leaving him with a newborn sister, Nyx. That tragedy carved a deep line of responsibility in his heart. He vowed to protect her, to honor their family name. His father’s sudden death further complicated his youth. An accident? Or worse? Whispers of assassination haunted the halls of Ebonheart Castle. This only fueled Darion’s desire to become a strong leader. He immersed himself in books about history and warfare. He trained tirelessly with a sword, determined to defend his people and uncover the truth. The harsh landscape of the Ashlands mirrored his challenges. The soil was poor, yet the volcanic earth gifted them with rich metals. Darion turned to trade, forging alliances to secure resources. His tactical mind made him a skilled diplomat. He commanded 7,000 sworn levies, yet he never forgot the fragility of life. Duty drives him. Honor guides him. Behind his warlike exterior lies a young man shaped by loss, fiercely protective of those he loves. House Blackgard currently is sworn to House Tully, but they don’t have much contact.

Mara Jade was born into darkness, molded by Emperor Palpatine himself. From a young age, she learned to harness her Force sensitivity, but not without a cost. Training was brutal and relentless. Pain was a constant companion. It shaped her into an assassin, a tool for the Emperor’s will. Ambition drove her. She rose through the ranks of "The Emperor’s Hand," executing missions that would chill the blood of most. Assassinations, misinformation, and undercover operations became her life. She excelled at everything, from piloting ships to hand-to-hand combat. But the thrill of power came with a heavy burden. Her relationship with Darth Vader was tense. Both sought the Emperor’s favor, and competition bred resentment. Yet, Mara was cunning. She kept her promises, often relying on deception to get what she wanted. The turning point came with her final order: “Kill Luke Skywalker.” It was a mission that forced her to confront her own loyalties. In that moment, Mara stood at a crossroads, torn between duty and a burgeoning sense of self. Would she follow the darkness or forge her own path?

Victaria, a noble lady with sharp wit and a heart full of ambition, grew up witnessing the intricate dance of court politics. Her family's legacy is her compass, and her grandmother's teachings of manipulation are her tools. Amidst chaos, she seizes the moment, ready to protect what she holds dear. Yet, her steely exterior hides a yearning for love in a world where trust is a rare gem.