@scarletdraconis.bsky.social
//Hello! Are you okay?

Her cousins @autemregina.bsky.social, @driftmarklord.bsky.social, @intrepidvisixn.bsky.social, @velaryonhonor.bsky.social, @velaryonofpride.bsky.social, @roguelikedaemon.bsky.social

The aunt that she hates @idannykeaperzys.bsky.social

The uncles that she hates @riderofsunfyre.bsky.social, @debauchedcrown.bsky.social, @vhxgarsrider.bsky.social, @dark2ndson.bsky.social, @thegoodtargson.bsky.social

Her tragic aunt @fated0racle.bsky.social

Her grandsire that she never knew @conciliatorheir.bsky.social

The fathers that never cared for her @madinharrenhal.bsky.social and @riderofcaraxes.bsky.social

𝟎𝟎𝟓 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

𝟎𝟎𝟒 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏

𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

and she grew up alongside her mother, never leaving her side. During the war, she had decided to be an avid supporter of her mother and that the war was necessary so that their line would win and her mother would be crowned as she should be.

Visenya is aged up to 14 years old.

Her father ignored her mother during her time of need and instead planned his own war using Rhaenyra as an excuse. It was a miracle that Visenya lived, one that Rhaenyra thanked everyday. Her father paid her no attention and she barely even knew him. Her egg hatched into a beautiful dragon as well-

Visenya was born the youngest child of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Daemon Targaryen. Her mother had went into labor early due to finding out Viserys had died and her brother was being crowned instead of her. The birth was very difficult and long, both Visenya and her mother almost didn't make it.-

This blog is crafted for the HOTDRP and GOTRP. AU and crossover friendly, may contain NSFW themes, Dead Dove themes, dark themes and angst. This is a multiship account. #HOTDRP #GOTRP #MVRP

𝟎𝟎𝟐 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒆

I am Jenny, she/her. I am 31 years old and have 10+ years of experience writing and roleplaying. I have an illness and will be very slow to reply. I also have a cat and a dog who require a lot of attention. But you're welcome to dm me anytime. The mun is friendly.

𝟎𝟎𝟏 𝑴𝒖𝒏

Sure as stone on mountaintop, true as bird in sky. You're the needle pointing North. When I'm lost in the fight, so if you call in the night, if you cry, if you call my name, I will fly, fly to your side. Cause you're the place I need to find. To remember the light.