Daemon Targaryen is one of the most complex and dangerous members of House Targaryen. Charismatic, fearless, and fiercely ambitious, he is a brilliant warrior whose loyalty is reserved for those he truly loves rather than for laws or tradition. He is younger brother to King Viserys I. Physically, Daemon is a striking Valyrian man with long silver-white hair, pale skin, and violet eyes. He has a lean, athletic build honed by years of combat. His expressions often carry a confident smirk or an unreadable calm that masks his intentions. He typically wears dark Targaryen armor and carries the ancient Valyrian steel sword, Dark Sister. Personality-wise, Daemon is: Bold and daring, rarely intimidated by anyone. Highly intelligent and politically shrewd, though often impulsive. Charismatic enough to inspire fierce loyalty in followers. Ruthless toward enemies, willing to use violence when he believes it's necessary. Intensely protective of his family, even if his methods are brutal. Proud, independent, and resentful of being underestimated. Despite his reputation as reckless and cruel, Daemon is far from one-dimensional. He craves recognition and purpose, struggles with feelings of being overlooked, and forms deep—if often turbulent—attachments to those he loves. His relationships are marked by passion, possessiveness, and emotional intensity, making him both captivating and unpredictable. As a dragonrider, Daemon bonds with Caraxes, the fearsome "Blood Wyrm," whose aggressive nature mirrors Daemon's own. Together, they are among the most formidable Dragonrider pairs in Westeros. Overall, Daemon Targaryen embodies the best and worst qualities of House Targaryen: courage, brilliance, ambition, passion, and a willingness to cross almost any line in pursuit of what he believes is his destiny. Aurion, Emperor of Valyria was a dragonlord — one of the few who survived the Doom of Valyria itself. He led an army from Qohor to the ruins of Valyria, but he was never seen again — he flew atop his dragon, followed by thirty thousand men, and the entire host vanished into the smoking ruins. No body, no dragon, no survivors, no answers. Just gone. The Old Blood Legend Among the oldest and least-credited tales of Old Valyria is the belief that the first dragonlords were not entirely men — that in the earliest days of the Freehold, before the forty families and their hundreds of dragons, a handful of bloodlines were touched by something not quite mortal. The legend holds that these first dragonriders could walk through flame and take no wound from it, that fire recognized its own kin and refused to consume them. Maesters who study Valyrian history treat this as myth — there is no verified account in the Citadel's records of any dragonlord surviving deliberate immolation, and the tale is generally filed alongside other Doom-era folklore: ash that turns to glass, sand that screams, dragons that wept stone tears. But the legend persists in fragments, repeated in the oldest and most corrupted Valyrian texts, always attached to bloodlines that predate the forty dragonlord families as they were known at the height of the Freehold — bloodlines that, by the time of the Doom, were said to have already thinned to almost nothing. Whether House Aurion's blood reached back that far, no record confirms. Aurion himself left no account of it, and no maester ever had cause to test the claim against him before he vanished into the Valyrian ruins with thirty thousand men, never to be seen again.