Marya Baratheon

Marya Baratheon is the youngest of the four children of Ser Davos Baratheon and his wife Lysa Tyrell. As a member of House Baratheon absent responsibility or spouse, she has fallen to drink and distraction, after the murder of her father at the hands of Ravella Swann. Noted drunk.

Appearance and Character
Not as sturdy nor as tall, as some Baratheon women have been in the past, Marya's slender frame and softer appearance comes directly from her Tyrell blood. As attractive a woman as any Rose maiden before her, Marya is a dark haired beauty wrapped in snow pale skin.

Her wardrobe was once a myriad of gold and soft blue hues, has since the passing of her father become nothing but black. She does, however, allow her dressers to lay upon her jewels of green. Whether it's a reminder of her Tyrell blood, that the gems match her eyes, or that she just fancies green remains unknown.

Marya's mood has darken considerably since the end of The Bleeding, the loss of her father wounding her emotionally, as much as it did her siblings, but of course each of the children dealt with Davos' death in their own way. Marya opted to embrace the oldest and noblest of Baratheon traditions, namely poisoning her body with enough wine to dull the pain.

She's a woman that enjoys trivial pursuits not fit for a noble lady, and of her siblings is by far the most likely to be found in a winesink, passed out in a ditch, or throwing as much gold as she can carry to a passing bard or minstrel.

She thrills at the disappointment she can bring the more judgmental members of her family, especially her uncle Gwayne, but she indeed loves them all. Despite her seeming intention to rebel against the confining nature of House Baratheon, she deeply desires her family's attention, and guiding hand.

Marya is as bawdy and inappropriate as she can get away with, at nearly every opportunity.

History
Born in 418, Marya Baratheon had a happy childhood. A beautiful and polite young girl, she seem destined to grow into an attractive and demure lady, as her Mother wished. Unfortunately for Lysa Tyrell, her husband had other wishes.

The Castellan of Storm's End began teaching his youngest daughter the way of the bow as soon as she was able to draw one back. Learning from her father, her elder brothers, and even her cousins, Marya proved a quick study, and though never a deft hand at the sword or hammer, her skill with arrow was undeniable.

Her precision with a bow, and her keen eye, earned Marya repeated invitations to accompany her relatives on hunting trips, even as she grew from a slip of a girl into a slip of a pretty woman, fulfilling half of her Mother's desires. Marya relished every hunting trip, enjoying the time spent with her Father a great deal, she realized from an early age how lucky she was to have such an attentive man in her life.

The attention of men, would become something of a theme for young Marya, for as her body began to mature, so did men's interest in it. As she developed, Marya discovered that the jealousy of boys who's grand achievements on hunts she overshadowed, was replaced with lust and a desire to arrange hunts of their own, with her as the quarry.

Marya soon distinguished herself as a social creature, learning to confuse the intentions of potential suitors she held no interest in, and tantalize those she did.

With the dual weapons of a grim father, and a rapier sharp wit, Marya managed to avoid the charms of boys that may have led her to shame herself or her family, and her Uncle Gwayne didn't seem inclined to pressure his brother into quickly marrying off his daughters, so Marya quietly spent most of her life at Storm's End, living as she wished, with limited responsibility, other than whatever charitable cause caught her attention.

Then, came The Bleeding, and that changed.

No Baratheon took the death of Davos lightly, nor did they easily swallow the circumstances that led him to his fate, Marya was no exception.

The first sign of a profound change in the young woman came with '''The Conflagaration of Blue and Gold. '''A week after her father's passing, Marya had all of her clothing of the offending hues burned, and strictly forbade servants from clothing her in anything other than black. Not an entirely unusual aesthetic choice for a Baratheon to most, but those that had known her earlier devotion to softer colors, would have seen it as the symbol of continued mourning it was.

Were it merely a change of wardrobe that showed her grief, many would have remained ignorant, but Marya chose another way to honor her father in addition. She chose drink. Always a sociable girl, she found herself as at home in dirty winesinks surrounded by peasants as she did in some Great Hall, or banquet in someone's high honor. She took every reasonable excuse she could find to drink, and when she ran out those she began clinging to unreasonable excuses.

Marya has consumed so much cheap wine in so little time, that her lips are now constantly baring aggressive stains.

Ser Davos Baratheon, Castellan of Storm's End, Executed at the orders of Ravella Swann Other Baratheons.
 * Lady Lysa Baratheon (nee Tyrell)
 * Bryce Baratheon
 * Rolland Baratheon
 * Cyrenna Baratheon
 * Marya Baratheon