Valaena Velaryon

Valaena Velaryon, more commonly known as "Vale" is the second daughter of her father Aurane Velaryon but first daughter of Baela Targaryen from Summerhall. Like her half sister Daenaera Velaryon an egg was placed in her cradle but it did not hatch it grew cold and turned to stone.

Appearance and Character
A young woman barely into her maidenhood she holds only a few of the classical Valyrian looks the most prominent being her deep violet eyes. Her hair is a sandy blonde instead of the silver/platinum locks and her skin is actually pigmented not pale as snow or milk. Her face is more pointed and narrow, and her build is a fair bit tall for a girl of her age. Her figure is slim but athletic due to her many outdoor activities with tiny blemishes due to rough work. Her elder half sister constantly teases her for looking boyish, claiming her too skinny and gangling.

She has a warm heart and wants nothing more than to uphold her family honor while keeping true to herself. Because of her society, however, this is difficult to accomplish and often brings chaos and embarrassment into her life.

The driving force of Vale is the love she has for her family, to protect them as well as to satisfy her desire to prove her own self-worth. She has difficulties with self-confidence, due to society's not to mention her own families mistreatment towards her, as well as the pressures of the society she was born into—particularly in the lives of women.

If people look past that she can be fierce, both physically and mentally, as well as self-reliant, impressionable, and persistent. But has retained a humble nature, merely because that is what is expected. She is second born, second best and is never on the receiving end of the love she craves.

For her whole life, everyone has loved Daenaera over her; her father, her mother, her younger sisters and even the symbol of her bloodline the dragons. That bitter envy has reeked its poison all throughout her body, making her second guess herself at every chance for success. Though her true anger only rears its head when confronted with her half sister.

History
Valaena was born in the year 391, unlike her sister Valaena was born in a middle of a storm that shook their home. It was said that the storm raged all throughout her mothers labour whose cries matched the crackling of lightning.

Much like her sister she too was bestowed a dragon's egg in her cradle, three weeks and Daenaera's dragon Erinnon hatched while her egg grew cold. Some say this was the gods themselves declaring the girls enemies and which one of them was obviously more favoured. With ill omens surrounding her life, Valaena was mostly taken care of by a wary nursemaid who prayed for the child. Her prayers however seemed to go very much answered.

In the year of 194 AC on the sixth moon there was a scream that wracked the castle. Valaena and Daenaera who had never gotten along fought once again the cause has been lost to time but what is known is that after Valaena struck her sister Erinnon attacked. The dragon was still small but more then powerful enough as it jumped between the two and sunk its teeth into Valaena's hand. He did not relent until he had taken a finger leaving the young Valaena traumatized and terrified screaming for help. To this day Valaena has carried the scars of that encounter, her hand mangled and one finger down the belly of the beast. She was nursed by the Maester who quickly cleaned the wounds saving her the use of her hand and her life.

From then on Valaena would have nightmares of a dragon swallowing her whole and the wedge between sisters deepened farther. She was terrified of Daenaera's dragon to the point she avoided her sister instead withdrawing far away much to the displeasure of her father. She took up acts that would take her far from Daenaera's presence such as riding. She pursued many things but never seemed to be a master at any skill, outshined by Daenaera more and more as they grew older. While others watched Daenaera take flight for the first time at the age of ten, Valaena curled up and cried in her room dreading that the pair would fly up and eat her. She did everything she could to drive Daenaera away and never reconciled.

Her uncle Lucerys becoming a dragon rider gave her a small hope for a short time that not everything was bad... that is until much like everyone else he favored Daenaera's company. Valaena would be without a friend in the world if it were not for her loving grandparents. While over looked by her father and mother, she was treated well by Vaemond and Vaella, who encouraged the girl despite her fathers disapproval into pursuits that would help her gain confidence such as riding, dancing, and even martial skill. Like her grandfather she loved the sea and sailing though scolded for climbing upon rigging more then once. Those beautiful days of respite were not to last as first her grandmother Vaella Targaryen passed and then her beloved grandfather. Valaena cried for many days for she felt alone in the world once again.

When the family went to the tourney at Harrenhal she did not attend any of the events and was not missed much to her expectations. Though to compound horror upon tragedy, after Harrenhal as they made their way home their boat was struck by none other than her uncle and half sister upon their dragons. Valaena would have died of fright if it were not for the cries of her family, she pulled her mother away quickly cursing her traitorous family as she wept fresh tears thinking she was to be devoured just as she thought. Until surprisingly Daenaera turned on their uncle, the ship was on fire her father was wounded and the dragons fought above. She quickly got her mother, younger sisters and father to safety before Daenaera returned to spirit them away back home.

She chose to swim. When she washed upon shore there was no one to greet her, she shivering and cold coming home to furious father, a distraught mother and no sign of Daenaera. Her little sisters she consoled, before drawing her own bath shaking as she held her scarred hand. The gods were as always cruel and unkind... all were more worried over themselves or Daenaera then her safety, though at least she received a hug from her mother.