[open joint post]

[freeing]

Who: Jorah Mormont/Daenerys Targaryen & You (both new and old CR, monsters and witches)
When: During Black City Event
Where: Stables outside of one of the higher class Witch boarding.
What: Dany and Jorah not being subtle in their distaste for the current political climate. General CR building for both new and old, honestly. Dany and Jorah may be willing to both bond strategically with a Witch who can grant them access to better living conditions (and more privacy/privilege). This is a topic we'd like to explore, so it doesn't have to yield a good fit ICly. It's merely a conversation piece! :) If you are wanting to pursue a Bond with these two, please PP cirilla and sustain or hit up my plotting post over here! Replies will come from both Dany and Jorah!

Warnings: Nothing really!


[ The city felt dead to her. The life of this city had been taken from it long ago, in a dream she had not been privy to. The fog added a sense of foreboding, sure – but it was the stillness of the Monster's eyes here. It was the chains that so cruelly bound those who had learned to love them, the collars that choked the happiness away until all that was left was obedience.

Jorah Mormont had seen slaves more closely than Daenerys had. He had both sold them and been one himself. There had been a discomfort on many levels for him since reuniting with Daenerys, both out of concern for her state of mind and the guilt of facing a truth he had accepted long ago of past mistakes. Now, he stands at the entranceway of the small stable gate for the partition Daenerys claimed as her own. The hay crunched underneath their feet as they move, their voices certainly gathering attention. No one knew Dothraki, but it was a brutal sounding language, one with punch and distaste clear despite the language barrier.

Dany paced uncomfortably while Jorah held his position firmly. Their foreign language continues for a few minutes, actually: ]

I am told I am a Monster, told I am brought to a dream, yet it feels very real. I am still a woman and I am still awake seeing this injustice. No different than Astapor or Yunkai – no different than Meereen. Do you not see? It is haunting and to stand by when my eyes are already open feels cruel.

I understand, khaleesi. What is it that you think you must do? You cannot become everyone's savior. Not here. Even so, this is a dream. Worrying this much will only hurt you. Possibly make... other things... worse as well.

But what if it is not a dream this time? It feels real – the magic here feels like it did with Lhazareen witch. I –

[ During this argument, there are a few options to get involved!

A. Feel free to interrupt them, they are being loud after all. Prodding them will earn a defensive glare from Jorah and offensive judgy glare from Daenerys. They will engage in the common tongue, however so you can understand them.

B. If instead you stand by and stare/linger around too much – Jorah will notice you first. Brandishing his sword and stepping out of the gate, he may be inclined for threats with Daenerys showing a bit of pity and trying to apologize for the disturbance. They will both ease up when they realize it is one of their fellow Mirrorbound.

Either way, it seems like this is going to lead into you being smack dab in the middle of a disagreement. Stay around, hear both sides – eventually! ]

Comments

oh and clearly hiccup > dany > jorah for order in the thread

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[ It was hard not to be on high alert. Unlike Aefenglom, where they can still retreat to decompress in the "privilege" of their gifted residences, here they are reduced to livestock. Her pride takes a hit, but there are far more important things to dwell on. Especially when she is at odds with her trusted adviser. Their relationship had changed since his betrayal and since he returned to her service — she values his words more, seeing the devotion clearly now. There will be no orders for him to follow her mindlessly, for she may be the one truly blind now.

Hiccup's arrival doesn't spook or scare her off — Monsters had wafted in and out but none had gotten as close to them. Jorah's proactive stance makes her alert, ceasing her words in fear they can still be interpreted. Unfortunately, Hiccup's garb doesn't make the best first impression. Her heart leaps from her chest but she steps behind Jorah with her hand firm on his shoulder. ]

Stop! He is one of us! [ "Us" as in through the mirrors, not a Monster. ] It's alright —

[ Her words catch her throat, eyes shifting between Hiccup and Jorah awkwardly. ]

12 hours later

[heartsbane]

[ considering how much he values being at Daenerys' side again, she can understand he must feel strongly about something if he's to even consider risking her faith in him. regardless of him growing frustrated at her pride getting the best of her — and so soon at that — she doesn't have to fear he is going to slack as her bodyguard.

at the first motion of someone approaching the two of them, his sword is already removed from his sheath and pointed at their mutual acquaintance. of course Jorah has no idea who it is. the cloak does enough to obscure him, and he had only met the younger man when he was dressed up against his wishes. just as he's prepared to step forward and bring the tip of his blade towards his chest, Hiccup reveals himself at the right time. his queen's beckoning for him to stop does enough to make him freeze regardless, and he's left tilting his head with a perplexed expression. ]

My... apologies. I could not make out your identity.

[ his weapon is placed back at his hip and he turns to look at Dany with an equally perplexed look, all before glancing at Hiccup once more. ]

You know this lad? Gods, for such a sprawling place, it appears easy to run into familiar faces.

[thisisamazing]

[He only relaxes once the sword is put away, breathing out a quiet sigh and dragging his leather-gloved hand over his face. Beneath the stolen cloak, he's wearing armor, black as night - black as a Night Fury, because it's set with Toothless' shed scales.] No, it's- um, it's fine. I've been... trying to blend in. [He gestures a hand vaguely.] They aren't- welcoming, even to witches, but they, they leave me alone, if I don't draw attention. [He's seen enough of how they treat non-witches to know what a boon that is.

He manages a wry smile at Jorah.] Well, you know, there... there aren't a whole lot of us mirrorbound, compared to natives. It's- we stick together. [His expression is nothing but friendly relief when he glances back at Daenerys. It's good to see them both without that glazed look in their eyes that so many of the monsters native to here have. They may not be obviously monsters, but if they're out here instead of inside the boarding house, he guesses they aren't witches.] We met earlier this month. Any friend of dragons is a friend of mine.

Are you both okay? It's- it's horrible out there.

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I do — Ser Jorah, he was the one I spoke of with the dragon.

[ Maybe in their late conversations she failed to mention a name or couldn't properly remember — her sympathetic eyes tries to calm her knight, who seemingly also knows him. Who woulda thought! Which, she does glance to Hiccup as if asking where Toothless was.

Dany gives a courteous nod as she steps close to Jorah's side, hands clasped in front of her formally. ]

We are surviving. We were not harmed and herded into chains, but I fear how long I can say that. [ A cautious word: ] Have you found any word on how to leave this place from fellow Witches?

[heartsbane]

Right. Perhaps I should have realized he was one and the same.

[ it makes a lot more sense now, that is for sure. Jorah was at first curious on if there were multiple "owners" (read: partners, father/mothers, etc.) of dragons, or if perhaps the only ones were the rare breed of monster he had caught wind of. the thought causes the knight to glance in Dany's direction while she was looking at Hiccup, looking to see if the scales on her neck were exposed or hidden.

her trio of children may not be here, but it begins to grow apparent that she will not be alone. ]

You did well to disguise yourself, friend. Certainly better than your previous attire.

[ don't ask, Daenerys. you don't need to know what he had decided to sign up before meeting with her. ]

[thisisamazing]

[He catches that look from Daenerys, and only gives a slight shake of his head. Not here. Toothless is safe from whatever this nightmare is, and he's glad for it; as much as he'd like the backup, if they treat people like this, he doesn't want to see how they'd treat an animal.

Jorah's comment actually startles a slight smile out of him, but he shakes his head again.] Believe me, I'd rather- I'd um, rather look like an idiot than be wearing one of these. It's... I never thought witches could be like this.

[Aefenglom wasn't like this at all. Was he just blinded to the truth of this land by a mostly-harmonious city? Or is this city the blight on a mostly-harmonious land?]

No word on how to leave so far. It's... I know we'll wake up, eventually, but I can't say when. Something about this dream feels different from the other ones I've been in.

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[ Even if it was a double-edged sword, Daenerys feels sympathy. Yes, Toothless is free from the turmoil of this dream, but she could only sympathize with how alone that must be... Dany was as such not long before finding Jorah, after all. Even if she longs for her children, there's a nod of acknowledgment to follow.

Her head tilts curiously at their comments, friendly – more so than she would have known. ]

Do I even need to ask? [ SHE WILL ONE DAY.... But for now? There were far more important things, after all... ] So nothing we do here matters, then. It is waiting.

[ Yes, Jorah has probably been saying this, but hey, she's stubborn!!! ]

The dreams before, were they always of chains and collars like this?