You've got quite the handful! Maybe I'll take a hiatus from Dobbinsworth and jump head-first into a 4 by 4.
I recommend it, that's such a different kind of dynasty only through the faster aging.
Yay! I love ASOIAF (my long-neglected legacy as the same theme). And, the Brightflame is a great choice for a founder 
I love that books, too! Sadly I haven't the time I would love to read enough. I read your legacy and really enjoyed it.
To be correct, Aerion isn't the Brightflame, its
that Aerion. He lived some...lots of generations before the other. ^^
The Targaryens started the toddler teaching with the inevitable potty training. There was so much yelling that nobody dared to take a picture. As next, the boys learned how to walk.
Little Aegon read his first book, just before he even learned how to talk. Such a little genius!
The days of cute little toddlers fly away and it was time for the next birthday.
Again, Aegon was the first. He got the ambitious trait and managed to age up into trousers of his favourite colour, orange.
On the other hand, Orys wasn't that lucky. He had his birthday in front of the potty and started his child-days in underpants. No wonder he went a little bit neurotic.
Maegor loved his new muscle shirt. He got the neat trait. Thankfully all of them got another hairstyle so it's now easier to keep them apart from each other.
Aegon wanted to explore the universe and was wishing for a telescope. As a nice watcher I surely fullfilled that wish.
He soon discovered his first star and named it briefly and succinctly "1". He is a genius, but I never said he is a creative one.
The other boys helped their mother with the household. All by themselves.
While there was everything fine at home Aerion went into a little fight at work. Why do struggle these ghosts so hardly against being exorcised?
In the end, none of them could escape the world's most ambitious ghostbuster. Yes, he really is in lve with his job.
The next day Aerion noticed with horror that is was time for his birthday, too.
He wanted to be around a little bit longer that's why he went to the local tattoo studio.
Sitting on that strange chair he wanted to think about the whole thing another time but it was too late...
A sword? Well, why not. Looking quite hot, Aerion.
Sadly I forgot that you can't prolong a sim's life on their birthday. So the poor boy aged up alone on the street...with the awkward hairstyle he got from his promotion. Thankfully he didn't kept it.
