Ser Dorian Tyrell, also known as Dorian the Peaceful, is the Lord of Highgarden and Lord Paramount of the Reach.

He is the eldest son of Alysanne Tyrell and Lucien Hightower, grandson of Gwayne Tyrell and the elder brother of Damon Tyrell and Danelle Tyrell. He's married to Bethany Oakheart and has sired four children with her, including Lucien Tyrell and Sebastian Tyrell.

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Appearance and character Edit

If it hadn't been obvious when he was young, years have proven how much Dorian took after his mother. His hair remained the same auburn hue as hers was in her youth, reaching the end of his neck in thick curls. His eyes remain a shiny green, and although a few stress lines appear on his face, there are laugh lines too. He'd grown to have quite a muscular, manly frame with wide shoulders, one he has kept due to active exercise even in his age.

The traces of the simplicity he'd once possessed in terms of dress can still be found, mainly in the days he fasts. Nevertheless, he looks and presents as an honourable lord; neither too much luxuries, nor too little can be seen on him. He maintains a respectable image of humility and piety. The only jewelry he wears is the ring bearing the golden rose of House Tyrell.

Years as Lord of Highgarden and the trials of his youth had done little to temper Dorian's ever-present goodwill. He's as quick to smile and laugh as he'd been as a boy, even moreso since he'd become Lord of the Reach. He's retained enough humility to not think himself above a beggar on the street or a servant in a castle, but has learned to add the pride of his line, of his deeds, of his title and birth. Nevertheless, he's modest still, not boastful, and one rarely hears him brag about his achievements and successes. He's tried to do well by everyone, big or small, maintain a sense of justice in a realm that tears itself apart with each passing generation, while also keeping the value of mercy. He's ever hopeful, finding joy in little things.

Although not a natural-born leader, he's since learned that skill. He works closely with his brother Damon, who provides initiative Dorian himself hasn't yet mastered, as well as other gifted men and women, aware that he lacks many a skill a true lord requires. He's also learned the art of subtly questioning authority, especially religious, and is confident in his own judgements and feelings.

History Edit

Every story has a start Edit

Dorian Tyrell was born a healthy, plump babe in Oldtown, the seat of his father's family, in the arms of complete and utter priviledge and wealth. His father was a Hightower, and his mother heir to Highgarden and the Reach; his grandfather was the lord of Highgarden, and his uncle Lord Hightower. Growing up, he wanted for nothing; his every whim and fancy was indulged, and he was attended by hundreds of servants.

Faith shaped his life from an early age. Prayer was a part of his daily routine he maintains to this day - one in the morning, and one in the evening. Luckily for him, he enjoyed the next thing expected of noble boys - swordplay, and proved himself rather good at it. Swords seemed to lie naturally in his hand, and there was no doubt in anyone's mind Dorian was his father's son in that regard.

Then, when Dorian turned 9, it was decided he'd pursue his education in his mother's footsteps - in the Starry Sept, under the guiding hand of the High Septon. Of course, the boy was beside himself with joy. Really, he couldn't wait to go and learn, and at earliest possible convenience, he trotted happily to a place where he thought the only thing he'd receive was knowledge.

Starry Sept Edit

The first two years in Oldtown seemed a bliss for the young Tyrell. Attentively, he listened to preachings about all manner of things, even those he didn't quite ever get into, thinking it a good and useful thing if his mother had gone through it herself. However, he did enjoy some of the classes - ones about history and law, mainly.

As he grew, Dorian showed his social, easy-going side more and more. He found friendships there, with boys his age, the squires of House Hightower and the young knights of Oldtown. His religious fervor grew exponentially, the more he learned. Over the course of those two years, he must've learned the Seven Pointed Star by heart, and he still keeps with him the copy he received then, though even then it was filled with notes only Dorian could possibly decode, with how hastily and messily they were written.

Life was good. Life was really good. That was, until the Reach rebelled against the King.

The Rosegold Rebellion Edit

Dorian was vaguely aware of the war going on around him. Hidden behind Oldtown's walls, in the Starry Sept, he trusted the rebels - or the King - wouldn't harm a holy building, and he prayed that the Mother Above showed them a kinder way and for the lives of his father, grandfather and many cousins but he himself felt safe enough.

Even before the rebellion broke out, Dorian was considering leaving education at Oldtown for the possibility of squiring for someone. He watched many squires and knights, they trained with him, and he started wondering how would it be to be knighted and ride in tourneys, but pushed the thoughts aside for the most of it.

But when the Redwyne fleet blocked off Oldtown, war felt real, very real. His cousin, Lucas Hightower, tried his hardest to resist the treasonous fleet, and his mother gathered Oldtown's women and children, stuffing them in the Sept. Dorian was among those children, hidden away to await for the battle to pass, and when he wasn't helping to calm the Oldtown's citizens, he prayed, fervently and incessantly, that the war would stop, that the Reach would be safe, that all of them would come out alive and well.

Among the people hiding at the sept was Septon Michael, a travelling septon who had the luck to have found himself in Oldtown while the rebellion went on. The boy never really talked to him save for a few words in a state of distress and unease, but that would later make Michael Dorian's personal septon.

He remembers a strong need to protect. He couldn't do much - he was just a boy of 11, with barely any skill against adult, trained men; but it was decidedly that blockade that influenced Dorian to stop his education two years later and pursue a knighthood.

By the time it ended, Dorian was safe and unscathed, but with a Princess he was set to marry once they came of age.

Squiredom Edit

Despite deciding he'd leave education to become a knight, Dorian stayed for two more years. Then, in 95 AC, he wrote to his lord grandfather, asking him to find him a worthy knight to squire under; not that long after that, he was travelling to Bitterbridge to be the squire of Ser Raymun Caswell. He quite likes Raymun, and has bonded to his master in an unusual way for a squire and a master. Theirs is an informal relationship, more akin to friends than knight and his squire, and with Raymun Dorian has travelled wherever his master rode for a tourney. He'll remember his time as a squire as a good, good time.

He also started writing letters to Princess Alysella, his bethrothed. In his mind, there was nothing wrong with a couple interacting and developing a platonic bond before marrying, and he wasn't quite in on the idea of marrying a complete stranger.

Occassionally, he wonders if he made the right choice. But the more time passed, the more he realised that his calling was knighthood, the jousts and the tourneys, but also protecting the ones who couldn't protect themselves. Should another battle arise, Dorian would stand vigil and fight.

From all the terrible feelings he experienced during the blockade, he formed an idealised picture of what he thought was knighthood. Knights were heroes, strong and powerful, and one day, he'd be like them. One day, he would liberate those who needed liberation, and his name would shine on the lips of everyone in the realm.

Or, such were his thoughts until Michael settled in his life.

Dorian and Michael Edit

In a stunt of obscene priviledge, Dorian also asked that he be given his own septon during his squiring. One of the candidates was Michael, the travelling septon who hid in the Starry Sept during the rebellion; recalling his soothing words and a firm, yet gentle presence, Dorian's choice was clear.

Michael arrived in Bitterbridge a bit later than Dorian. They took the first few days to get to know each other, and Dorian quickly grew to trust Michael, mainly because of his position as a spiritual leader of a flock that in this case included a single boy. He felt like he could tell Michael his darkest secrets, with an openness that is a hallmark of young teenagers.

But Michael quickly abused this trust. Unbeknownst to Dorian, the septon, despite his warm demeanor, twisted the secrets many would not consider so outrageous. He gave them weight they didn't have, many things became mortally offensive to the Gods that otherwise would've just been laughed off as a young person's silliness.

If anyone who knew the haughty, priviledged child that attended lessons given by Westeros' greatest minds saw him now, they'd be confused. Humbleness that feels artificial, but without which Dorian would feel lacking; modesty that was imposed sternly; relentless sense of perfectionism, driven by the "fact" that his own core was corrupt and broken and needed assistance to please the Gods. However, Dorian has learned to live with such things, even if they cause him pain. And should anyone ask, he'd never incriminate Michael.

But recently, a sense of individuality started peaking its head. Hopefully, the damage isn't too great, or irreperable.

Roses in turmoil (98-99 AC) Edit

5th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Dorian meets the world

Alysanne I: Regina Alys (written by /u/cloudy-reach)

I bloom just for you

Just some teenage boys (written by /u/MMorrigen)

6th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Post tenebras lux

Balerion's Funeral - Cremation in the Dragonpit

King's Landing - the Grand feast

King's Landing - the Grand feast - Dance with Alysella

King's Landing - the Grand feast - Daella and Vaella

Fighting is thirsty work (written by /u/caswellthatendswell)

It has to get bad before it gets good

7th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Like a bad trip

Alysanne II: Alea Iacta Est ( written by /u/cloudy-reach)

Dark words do not come from dark wings alone (written by /u/AlysellaTargaryen)

It's family time! And not for a good reason!

Hey, how you're doing? Well, I'm doing just fine dying inside

8th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Let them know a better day

The traitor's son comes home (written by /u/AstralAssassin33)

Pater familias

Strenghthen my heart in times of sorrow

9th Moon, 98 AC Edit

A consolation strong against despair

Highgarden, that should've been mine

10th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Mercy

One job leads to the next (written by /u/ToppleDrake)

Where the Gods dwell

11th Moon, 98 AC Edit

Find me still searching

Gods' glory

Up high but so low (written by /u/Vierwood)

Come work for me (written by /u/shesmuhqueen)

Evangelist

1st Moon, 99 AC Edit

How to be a heartbreaker

Before the dawn

Fugitive

2nd Moon, 99 AC Edit

Someday

Come on gals, let's roll (written by /u/KGdaReachmen)

3rd Moon, 99 AC Edit

Come to me, child, and I shall embrace you

GARLAN V - Dishonour (written by /u/Corbulios)

A coat of gold, a coat of red (written by /u/erin_targaryen)

4th Moon, 99 AC Edit

Cleansing

5th Moon, 99 AC Edit

On matters of importance

6th Moon, 99 AC Edit

Prima spina

Thirty year peace Edit

Unlike many other regions of Westeros, under Dorian's rule the Reach didn't suffer any larger wars, rebellions or damage, save for a few minor attacks on the coast, rare and far in between. A year after becoming a lord, Dorian married his betrothed, Lady Bethany Oakheart. The two were practically strangers when they met, but many years and four children later, they found love with each other. Their firstborn was a boy named Lucien, in honour of Dorian's father, born the same year as his parents' release from custody and return to the Reach. Overjoyed, he threw the Tourney of Highgarden to celebrate, jousting in the event himself.

As years went by, his reputation as a peacemaker, one that had taken a side, albeit not directly, in a civil war, spread across his lands and earned him the monicker Peaceful. Spurned by his brother Damon, he enacted policies that were meant to give a little more power to the peasants; it is a big reason why, in the wake of the Cobbler rebellion, Reach suffered minimal uprisings. Urging to sew together his fractured realm, he arranged marriages for many of his family members; Damon married Alys Crane, his sister Danelle married Lord Merryweather, his daughter Janna married Lord Fossoway.

Dorian's attitute towards the Faith had shifted since becoming lord. Following the death of his former mentor and the rise of the Righteous One, he has trusted the new High Septon less and less, finding fault in the man's violent zealotry. After the Poor Fellows murdered Jasper Arryn, he arranged a marriage between his eldest son and Desmera Arryn, one of the deceased lord's daughters.

Quotes Edit

"Truthfully, Vis saw a bit of his younger self, before a crown sat on his head, in Dorian. With a little more assertion, he would make a fine Lord of Highgarden, when his day came." - thoughts of Viserys I Targaryen, 98 AC

"His appearance took him back, he had expected wealth to ooze out of his outfit, showing off all the arrogance and fortune of his house. Yet there was none to be seen, he hardly looked above that of a minor lord or well off merchant. It was stranger still knowing the expensive attire of his mother…" - thoughts of Daeron Targaryen, 98 AC

"You seem a kind man. So few of your like remain in this world." - Daella Velaryon, 98 AC

"Naive as he was, there was nevertheless a certain charm to his guilelessness, and his smile and good cheer were contagious." - thoughts of Alysella Targaryen, 98 AC

"Even if she didn't love him, she did think well of this man. None of this was his doing and he deserved none of the shit coming his way. Dorian Tyrell was indeed too good for this world, and this world was determined to chew him up." - thoughts of Alysella Targaryen, 98 AC

"You're a man of honor, and I'm sure great things await you, even if everything feels fuzzy and complicated now. You've got courage, and a heart. That's more than most anyone in Westeros can boast about. Congratulations on your knighthood. It's not often one deserves the title." - Lyman Crane, 99 AC

"Dorian Tyrell, the peaceful rose. Dorian Tyrell, the man that was nearly kin. A man that his own father had respected and expressed an appreciation for over the years, albeit always mixed with a melancholic tinge for the broken betrothal between Tyrell and Baelor's cousin Alysella." - thoughts of Baelor Targaryen, 130 AC

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Trivia Edit

His handwriting is highly unintelligible. It takes a conscious effort for him to write in a way many would understand.

He has a prayerbook made specifically for him, a gift when he was younger, and it is filled with notes and thoughts he has written in there over the years.

His favourite fruit are fireplums.

While he respects all aspects of Seven who are One equally, he prays to the Mother the most, as she is a symbol of gentleness and mercy, but also protectiveness if need be.

He was named after Dorian Hightower, Lord of Oldtown during the Andal invasion.

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Skills:

History and Law

Theology

Weapon Mastery (Swords and shields)

Attribute:

Strong

Family tree Edit

Foreword: Bolded names indicate those that were lord of their respective house at some point or another. Italicized names indicate that the character is now deceased. (m.) denotes a marriage into the family.