Axell Deddings, Male | 13 | Riverman
Lord Edwyn's squire. Son of Ser Royce Deddings. A quiet, polite and obedient lad who wishes to someday be a knight. Short red hair, freckled skin, and hazel eyes. Burly build, and tall for his age. He is a decent swordsman. Usually runs errands for the Lord.

Maester Oylen, Male | 66 | Dornishman (Salty)
The maester of Fallow Hill. Olive skinned, brown eyed and bald headed, with a short, pointy black beard. A kind, selfless man, who is grateful to serve the family. Enjoys teaching children. Intelligent, and forever loyal. He has served House Landry for over thirty years, tutoring Lord Edwyn, his siblings, and all of his children.

Ser Royce Deddings, Male | 45 | Riverman
Captain of the guards of Fallow Hill. Ginger, greying hair that is cut short. Short, full beard, and icy grey eyes. A stern, focused face, and a round, stout belly. Keeps the castle's guard in good shape. Quite impatient with children, but not cruel. Has a lot of respect for the lord and the man-at-arms. A cousin to Lord Clarence Deddings. Father of Axell.

Ser Tristifer Paege, Male | 56 | Riverman
Head of the lord's personal guard. An old knight who has been in service of the Landrys for decades. Long, thin light-brown hair is tied into a pony-tail, with a rugged eight-inch brown beard hanging from his chin. He carries a simple warhammer. Has a wrinkled face and grey eyes. A loyal man who has put his life on the line for his lord on multiple occassions. Outspoken and opinionated, but for the greater good.

Allyn, Male | 54 | Riverman
Houndmaster of Fallow Hill. A former huntsman who befriended Lord Lothor in his younger days and now spends his days tending to the castle's kennel. He is a kind man who always offers a warm smile to the children of the House. He is hard-working, dedicated, and loyal, and was entrusted with raising Robert Rivers. He is a short, brown-eyed man, with curly, greying brown hair, and a short grey beard.

Robard, Male | 37 | Riverman
The blacksmith under Lord Landry's employ. Son of Dickon, who served the House for fifty years before passing away. Robard is as talented and loyal as his father, and is content working away knowing he lives under the protection of Lord Edwyn. He is a broad-shouldered man that stands around 6'3, with balding black hair, blue eyes, and a full black beard.

Indiriyo Daratis, Male | 37 | Pentoshi
The Master of Trade employed by House Landry. A curious and charismatic man from the Free City of Pentos. Outspoken, but intelligent. He is broad and strong-bellied, standing at an average height. His hair is black and tied into a bun, but his short beard and up-turned moustache is dyed a smoky blue. He has olive skin and brown eyes. Hired by Lord Edwyn, who met him in King's Landing. Since taking over, he has helped increase trade profits significantly. He has a pet cat, a six-year old tortoiseshell named Tealeaves.

Septon Mortimer, Male | 61 | Riverman
A man truly dedicated to the faith. He is well read and wise, and always offers his understanding ears to those who need guidance. He runs the septry of Fallow Hill. He is good friends with Maester Oylen, who he enjoys frequent debates with. He is the son of a blacksmith from the Twins, and was cast out from his home in his youth, following a troubled path that eventually led to religion, and, in his mind, redemption. He has short grey hair and a grey beard, and brown eyes.

Mace Snow, Male | 18 | Northman
The only known bastard child of Baldric Durant in the Riverlands. Mace was born of a prostitute Baldy did not love at a Brothel in winter town. Mace has been raised by the women of Fallow Hill, growing up with Lord Edwyn Landry’s children. He is squire to Ser Royce Deddings, and is expected to one day take his place as captain of the guards. The boy possesses a similar stature as his father at 6' 4" weighing 220 Lbs. His hair and eye color are similar to his father's; brown hair and blue eyes. He must have gotten his personality from his mother as he tends to be a bit more expressive than Baldric which translates into audacity on the battlefield. Mace could easily find himself at the tip of a point in a wedge charging into the enemy. His father tells him to back off once in awhile. It will surely mean the death of him. "You don't have to be first through the breach!" He is closest in friends to Ser Edmund.

Maester Damien, Male | 35 | Riverman
Third son of Lothor Landry, and brother of Lord Edwyn. An meticulous, calculated man. Has little emotional attachment, and enjoys the quiet. Shoulder-length red hair, cleanshaven. Blue eyed. Thin. Always wanted to be a maester, since he was a boy. Now serves House Merryweather of the Reach.

Jon Landry, Male | 32 | Riverman
Fourth son of Lothor Landry, and brother of Lord Edwyn. He had always been a strange, sickly boy. Gaunt, pale as milk, with dark brown, short hair. He squired for Lord Mallister of Seagard as a teenager, but got into a bitter argument with the Lord's ward, whom he beat within an inch of their life. Escaped after being sent to take the black. Hasn't been seen since, but is rumoured to be alive.

Maya Piper, Female | 30 | Riverman
Youngest child and only daughter of Lothor Landry, and sister of Lord Edwyn. A open-minded, light-hearted girl. Easily the most talkative and extroverted of her siblings. Enjoys stitching clothes and horse-riding. Quite pretty, with long brown hair and green eyes. Short, and thin. Formerly married to the recently-deceased Derrick Piper, brother to Lord Clement Piper of Pinkmaiden. Mother of the two-year-old Artos.

Lord Walker Haigh, Male | 45 | Riverman
Full profile here.

Ser Symon Haigh, Male | 20 | Riverman
Heir to Walker Haigh. A fairly mediocre fighter, considered a disappointment to his father, as he is his only child. Bitter, rude, and often sadistic. He is fair-skinned with short, curly red hair, brown eyes, and a patchy beard. Hates the Landrys. He carries a longsword.

Ser Leslyn Haigh, Male | 53 | Riverman
Uncle to Walker Haigh, second in line for lordship. Has three sons (Harys, Donnel and Alyn.) Thinning brown/grey hair, grey eyed, with a thick beard. Has a scar over his left eye. Stern faced. Crude sense of humour. Likes brothels and ale. He is wed to Perriane Frey. Cares little about the Landrys. He carries a halberd.

Ser Harys Haigh, Male | 24 | Riverman
Son of Ser Leslyn, third in line for lordship. A ruthless fighter and talented swordsman, frequently besting Ser Symon. Long red/brown hair, cleanshaven, with grey/blue eyes. Said to have a quick temper. He is wed to Jeyne Charlton, and has a four year old son, Walder. Indifferent on the Landrys. He carries a longsword and a halberd.

Ser Donnel Haigh, Male | 21 | Riverman
Son of Ser Leslyn, fourth in line for lordship. A competent swordsman and a good rider. Lost three fingers on his left hand in a mêlée with Sandor Clegane. A patient man, who has a good sense of honour. He strongly resembles his father, with thin brown hair, grey eyes and a thick beard. Respects the Landrys. He is unmarried. Carries a longsword.

Alyn Haigh, Male | 16 | Riverman
Son of Ser Leslyn, fifth in line for lordship. A mediocre fighter, but an excellent rider. Squire to Lord Clarence Deddings. Has lived in Sweetwillow for the last six years of his life. Has a good heart, and doesn't agree with a lot of what his family does. He has blue eyes and thin brown hair. Respects the Landrys. He carries a longsword.

Ser Jammos Frey, Male | 32 | Riverman
The thirteenth son of Lord Walder Frey of the Twins, and one of the greatest fighters from the family. He serves as the master-at-arms for House Haigh. Standing at an imposing 6'4, with a broad, muscular stature, Jammos is bald and has a stubbly face, with brown eyes so dark they look black. He is said to value a fair fight, and has a sense of honour - but is seldom merciful. He executes criminals for Lord Haigh. He carries a halberd.

Lord Horton Redfort, Male | 46 | Valeman
Brown-haired and brown-eyed, Lord Horton is an outspoken man who drinks a little too much and has a volatile temper. Regardless, he is an honest and honourable man. He is overweight, and has long hair and a medium-length beard.

Lady Edyth Redfort, Female | 35 | Valeman
A daughter of Lady Anya Waynwood, Lady of Ironoaks. She is Lord Horton's third wife, and is mother to none of his children. She is blonde haired and brown eyed, and is considered an attractive woman. She is quiet, kind, and loyal to her husband.

Ser Jasper Redfort, Male | 25 | Valeman
Long brown hair, brown eyes, and a stubbly chin. The heir to the house, Jasper is a seasoned knight who has the same temper as his father, and values honour just as much. Jasper is known to frequent brothels. He has not yet married. Born of Lord Horton's first wife.

Ser Creighton Redfort, Male | 22 | Valeman
Brown haired and grey eyed, Ser Creighton has been recently appointed as the head of House Grafton's personal guard. He is a well-disciplined young knight, patient and honourable. He is married to Roslin, eldest daughter of Lord Gerold Grafton. Born of Lord Horton's first wife.

Ser Jon Redfort, Male | 19 | Valeman
Blue eyed, with curly brown hair. Jon has the passion of his father but the control of his brother, Creighton. He is perhaps the best fighter of the family, next to his father. He is unmarried. Known to be kind and gracious. Born of Lord Horton's second wife.

Mychel Redfort, Male | 15 | Valeman
One of the most promising young swordsmen in the Vale. Quick and wiry. Dirty-blonde hair and brown eyes. He is cocky, but honourable. Squire to Ser Lyn of House Corbray. Born of Lord Horton's second wife.

As the second son of Lothor Landry, Edwyn was trained for war from a young age in hopes of one day becoming a great knight. His elder brother, Willam, a good and honourable lad, had been groomed from birth to be the next lord of Fallow Hill, so it was never Edwyn's intention, nor his desire, to take up the role. The farmlands bored him, the politics bored him, and he wanted for nothing but to see the Seven Kingdoms, and to bring honour to his family name. From his mid-teens he spent several years as a squire for Lord Ryger of Willow Wood. There, he became close to Priscilla, a daughter of Lord Ryger, who he was eventually made to wed, aged eighteen. The two returned to Fallow Hill a year later with newborn twins.

By his twenties, Edwyn was a well-thought of knight, and fought valiantly for his house and House Tully on multiple occassions. However, expectations of him drastically shifted when his brother, Willam, was fatally wounded in a joust. The duty now fell to Edwyn to one day follow in the footsteps of his father, who was now in his late fifties. During his shift into adulthood, Edwyn found these expectations damaging to his mental health, becoming more and more closed off as he aged, distancing himself from the rest of his family, Priscilla included, at times.

When Lord Hoster Tully called his banners in the early stages of Robert's Rebellion to aid the rebels, House Landry heeded the call immediately, with both Lord Lothor and Edwyn riding out from Fallow Hill. In the Battle of the Bells, Edwyn narrowly survived death with the help of a fierce Northener, Baldric Durant. The two forged a great friendship, and fought in several other skirmishes and battles together. Edwyn eventually participated in the Battle of the Trident, which ultimately determined the outcome of the war. During the battle, Edwyn's father was killed by Targaryen bannermen. With no time to mourn, Edwyn took Valleysong, the House's ancestral blade, from Lothor's body, and assumed command of House Landry's forces.

When Edwyn next returned to Fallow Hill, he was a Lord. He took charge well, an commanded respect from his people. He installed Baldric as his master-at-arms, and focused on maintaining the wellbeing of the land. One of the major hurdles Edwyn faced as lord during his first years was the troublesome neighbouring family, House Haigh, of Deepbank. The Landrys and Haighs had always hated eachother - the Haighs saw the Landrys as arrogant pricks, and the Landrys saw the Haighs as jealous fools. No Haigh was more intolerable than Lord Walker Haigh, who stopped at nothing to step on Edwyn's toes whenever he could. Needless to say, Edwyn, for the most part, shrugged off the other Lord's childishness, remaining focused on his lordly duties.

Now, many years and several children later, Edwyn is in his middle-age, and has watched over a truly fruitful summer for his land. After the recent disappearance of his eldest son, however, and the growing pressure from the west, Edwyn has no time for celebration.

Edwyn has always been a closed book. Cold, quiet, and reclusive, it is a rare occassion that he ever shows the slightest hint of emotional fragility. Whilst many describe him as stoic and brave, some, particularly his family, find his neutrality difficult to deal with. He was born to be a soldier, and a leader of men, and, as such, is renowned as one of the great Lords of the Riverlands, but the role of a father and husband do not come so naturally to him. He loves all of his children dearly, but is rarely openly affectionate, with a simple "well done" being significantly gratifying for most of them. Strict, but justly fair, Edwyn has never inflicted an undeserved punishment - to his children, nor his people.

His confidence and duty to play his role as a diplomat are often decieving, as he is very much so an introvert. He spends most of his days reading, dealing with Lordly duties, or hunting, leaving little time for his wife, with whom he has become estranged in years gone by. Their relationship is far more complex than 'fallen out of love', however, as is to be expected from a character such as Edwyn.

One trait of Edwyn that remains ever-stalwart is his value of honour. He believes in fairness, and his word is bond. Since birth, he was taught about loyalty and it's importance, and now, as a father, echoes those teachings unto his own children. He has never bedded another woman since marriage, nor acted dishonourbly in war, and, as such, is one of the most respected Lords in the Riverlands.

Edwyn has a striking, classically handsome appearance, with short, ruffled brunet hair. He looks well for his age, though he typically wears a stony frown that emphasizes the wrinkles and scars on his skin, and his dark brown beard is speckled with flecks of grey. His hazel eyes can seem either brown or green depending on the lighting, and they seem to have a fire about them when he is impassioned or angry. He stands at a reasonable 5'11, and has a healthy, broad-shouldered shape, perhaps a little stronger than the average Lord.

Even when in the comfort of his own home, Edwyn tends to wear fairly practical clothing, such as light leather, as is his nature to move and be active. A former soldier, it is not uncommon to see him in armour, especially outside of the keep. He is rarely ever seen in public without Valleysong, the ancestral sword of House Landry, at his hip. He wears no jewlery, and cares little for material possessions.

Born in Willow Wood soon after her parents' marriage, Ariella was the first child of Edwyn and Priscilla, followed a mere ten minutes later by her twin brother Morgain. Coming in so early meant that she was able to enjoy Edwyn's younger years, when he played more the role of a father figure than he did with his subsequent children (though she always suspected that being the only daughter earned her a soft spot in her father's heart).

Ariella had a childhood fairly typical of noble girls, though she and her twin were absolutely inseparable. She took well to womanly arts such as sewing and embroidery, never having shown much interest in fighting beyond watching tournaments, though she shared a passion for riding with Morgain. The two had taken to the sport as soon as they were old enough to sit on horses, and it was a rare day that they didn't tack up at least once for a ride through the trails at the foot of the Mountains or across some great expanse of harvested field. Often the two would take some meandering path and simply talk about anything and everything, though Morgain had been known to goad his sister into racing. Though Ariella formed bonds with all of her brothers, it was unquestionable that Morgain was the one she held the closest, even as their interests deviated in their teen years.

Always a well-behaved and surprisingly cooperative child, Ariella was a pathological mediator, often trying to break up fights between her brothers, even when there was no real conflict to be had. Her even temper and cooperative attitude served her well as she grew, the girl soon becoming a natural diplomat, popular with visiting nobility as she was talented at forming and maintaining relationships and avoiding and diffusing conflict. This skill became even more useful as her parents began drifting apart; Ariella is perhaps the only of Edwyn and Priscilla's children to maintain a relationship with both of them, often acting as a sort of go-between, trying not to let the rift between her parents split the family any further than it has.

When Ariella was 16, it was decided that she would wed Ser Rodrik Blackwood, son of Howard Blackwood and brother of Liliana, a young man of only 19 at the time. Initially upset to be leaving (as she is quite attached to both her home and her family) Ariella took the news in stride, more than willing to fulfill her duty as a Lord's daughter and hopeful that she could forge the alliance that the marriage was meant to create. She was sent to live with the Blackwoods in Raventree Hall prior to the marriage, and to her pleasant surprise, Ariella found Rodrik to be a fine young man, and found nothing objectionable about marrying him. She didn't exactly love him, but he was a good man, and they did become something like friends during her stay at Raventree hall; Ariella held out a hope that love could grow over time.

Sadly, Ariella's hopes were dashed when, almost two years into her life with the Blackwoods, Rodrik was killed in a joust, devastating Ariella more than she would have expected. With her betrothed dead, Ariella was sent home to Fallow Hill, then 18, where she learned that Morgain had gone missing. Still grieving from Rodrik's death and then faced with possibly her worst nightmare coming true, Ariella fell into a deep sadness, unable to sleep from the worry gripping her and losing all desire to eat. She became thin, gaunt, and weak, and for a few months became reclusive, often simply refusing to get out of bed. All she could think of day in and day out was Morgain, worried absolutely sick about what fate could have befallen him, and heartbroken from his absence.

After a few months of this, Ariella finally got some kind of grip on herself and forced herself to rejoin the living once again, resolving that Morgain must be out there somewhere and that he wouldn't want her wallowing in sorrow. However, his absence still gnaws at her, and although she is healthier now, she hasn't quite bounced back to her former self.

Ariella is very much her father's daughter; measured, tactful, stable and dignified, she took his teachings of honour and duty to heart, and is every bit what a proper noblewoman should be. It was often joked by her caregivers that she and Morgain were one soul in two bodies; all the fire had gone into Morgain, leaving Ariella to act as the cool-headed voice of reason, a serene presence to balance out her brother's dynamic personality. This was a great help as children, Ariella being the one usually breaking up fights between her brothers, and has continued into an effective diplomatic tool, the woman having a talent for diffusing conflict. However, unlike her father, Ariella used to be a touch more alive, warmer, not so much stoic as simply calm and patient.

However, in the time since her twin's disappearance, Ariella has lost some of the life in her, having become withdrawn and a little sullen. She'll still put on a convincing brave face and fulfill her duties as needed, and still greet her siblings with a warm smile (she always has time for them), but as of late it seems as if it's more for their sake than her own, seeming like she's not so much living, but going through the motions. Losing Morgain made her feel as if she lost a part of herself, though it's the uncertainty as to his fate that gnaws at her the most. She holds out the hope that she'll see him again, but in the back of her mind, she fears the worst. She doubts she'll truly have peace until she sees her brother again, dead or alive.

Ariella is an earthy young beauty, with auburn hair that falls in gentle waves, a little lighter in colour than her brothers, and smooth, fair skin. A young suitor once told her that her eyes were the colour of an early frost; a pale, icy green inherited from her father's hazel. Her middling height of 5'6" is made all the more apparent by the towering height of her brothers, though she holds herself as tall and proud as any of them.

Once healthy and vibrant, since her brother's disappearance Ariella's distress has manifested physically as well as mentally. While not exactly sickly, Ariella has an air of exhaustion about her; she is thinner than her maester would like, her appetite having all but disappeared, and she's often seen with dark circles under her eyes. Her beauty is still there, but grief has dulled it.

In terms of dress, Ariella dresses as finely as is typical of her station, not letting her despair affect her image. Her thinness has attracted her to more covering garments, as despite her loss of appetite, she's self-conscious about being bony. She's fond of styles from the Westerlands, thinking their colours and patterns more exciting than the styles typical of the Riverlands. She wears her hair many ways, often wearing whichever new style her handmaiden wanted to try, though the theme is usually to let her hair fall largely free, tempered with braiding.

Born only ten minutes after his twin sister, Ariella, Morgain was the first son of Lord Edwyn Landry, an heir, born within a year of his parents' wedding. From his first steps he was trained and tutored in the ways of lordship, but also found a first-class swordsmanship tutor in Baldric Durant. He did not despise his studies, but he found more enjoyment in riding through the hills with his sister, whom he always shared an incredibly strong bond with.

By his early teens, he was already a promising swordsman, a charismatic diplomat, and a natural leader. In a lot of ways, he mirrored his father, but without the reclusive, introverted side. The people of Fallow Hill took to him greatly, with soldiers voicing their respect, and maidens voicing their intrigue.

Although he never clicked with them the same way he clicked with his sister, Morgain still held all of his brothers close to his heart. He enjoyed many spars with Edmund on summer evenings (despite a slight rivalry between the two, at times,) trips out into the fields with Will, and deep conversations with Ash. He respected his father greatly, but often felt like an object of succession, as opposed to a truly loved son.

Aged 18, seemingly out of the blue, Morgain went missing from Fallow Hill during the night. To this day, nobody knows if he is alive or dead, or where he is.

Charming, courteous, and seemingly full of confidence, Morgain always seemed perfect for future lordship. With wit and leadership similar to his father, but without reclusive tendencies holding him back, Morgain was seen as a centrepiece of the Fallow Hill community. However, much like his father, the four walls of the keep often felt restrictive to him, and he much preferred riding through the plains, without a worry in the world.

Morgain accepted his responsibilities, though, and embraced the house values of loyalty and hard work. He was often light-hearted and cheerful, but always took his duties seriously. The pressure bestowed upon him often got to him, however, and he was known to have periods of time where he would struggle to eat and sleep from stress and low mood.

A classically handsome lad, standing a little over six foot, with a agile, muscular frame. Short, messy dark-brown hair, and a light layer of stubble covering his chin. Hazel eyed, much like his father.

A dapple gelding named Lightning. It has the same mother as Ariella's horse, Thunder. It's status is unknown.

Born the second son of the second son of House Landry. Born and raised as a warrior like Edmund’s father before him. Growing up hearing stories from his father’s men and some from his father himself it was when he heard the name of the legendary Ser Barristan Selmy Edmund’s mind was made. He wanted to be a part of the legendary Kingsguard, his name to go down in history as a knight so legendary that his name would be remembered for the century’s to come. He didn’t waste a moment to train and hone his skills, becoming a keen warrior despite his early age.

Finding the best of friends in the Master of Arms Baldric bastard son, forming a strong bond between the two young. One of the few people that he completely trusted. Growing into his own with an incredible height of 6’4. Leading some people to believe of that he was a bastard but looking at Edmund he is a spitting image of both his mother and father. Growing strong and tall fast, his calling as a knight would be soon realized. He knew that his dreams would be put into motion but something would happen during his years as a squire that would throw his ambition of being a Kingsguard out the window.

Edmund spent his years as a squire to the new Lord Ryger, his mother’s brother. Spending many years learning to become a more ample and revered knight for his future position. In his time as a squire and attending to the new Lord Ryger he met another highbord, a young woman that he became enthralled with and she with him. Would it be though? A riverman and girl from the Westerlands, could it happen?It was in this time he met his idol Ser Barristan during one of the tourney’s that he attended as a squire but it was also around this time that he found out about his brother’s disappearance. Honestly he didn’t know how to take it. All of a sudden he went from the second son to the the heir of Fallow Hill, he didn’t know how to take it. He kept about his duties but he continued to dwell on his newfound calling as an heir.

Within in the year Edmund was knighted and was very proud about the fact but it was short lived as he realized he’d be the heir instead of dream as one the Kingsguard. Returning home to Fallow Hill to take on his role as heir apparent. Rekindling lost relationships with his family and friends. Focusing more on his youngest brother Ashton and his mother Priscillia.

In quite recent memory Edmund had participated in the Tourney of the Hand, like any young newly knighted highborn he wanted to prove himself to the rest of the world. He entered the joust and did fairly well even knocking down one of his two opponents before he lost. His first opponet was Ser Symon Haigh, the family's main rivial. Knocking him clean of his horse in the first bout, claiming his horse in the process. Creating a much larger rift in the rivialry.

His loss didn’t come from any ordinary man though, it came from Ser Gregor Clegane. The Mountain that rides himself. Facing him right after Ser Hugh of Vale had died the previous day from Ser Gregor’s lance. Perhaps he was bold or just plain stupid but he rode against the man showing no fear. Actually breaking several lance against him before Edmund had to concede defeat.The power Ser Gregor had was just too much for the young man to handle and withdrew from the tournament. Afterward, he didn’t feel right, he couldn’t stand the weight of his armor hanging from him. Seeking a Maester afterwards it turned out that he had severed bruised ribs along with his shoulder being bruised and a considerable amount of whiplash from Ser Gregor’s lance. Needless to say Edmund was hurting and lucky he didn’t receive more punishment. Though he did fare far better than most against Ser Gregor which did put him in a good light in the eyes of most.

Edmund is his father's son, loyal to fault. When Edmund gives his word it is set in stone, true to his dream being a knight is loyalty is unwavering. There are a few that he is more loyal too but to true to his nature Edmund is always dependable, even if he is a bit rash and hot headed at times.

Unlike his father’s chastity Edmund has a thing for women, sometimes and obsession and rumor has it that he has several bastards at the local brothel. The ladies won’t say though considering the amount of coin the young man has spent there. Along with his vices Edmund has grown an odd twisted sense of humor, sometimes downright crude. He watches his tone around his father and his family, usually only letting such behavior lose along with his closest friends.Edmund also craves his father praise and yearns for a sense of accomplishment but he also resents his father for reasons he won’t divulge let alone openly admit to it.

Despite Edmunds hair color which has grown to lighter shade of blondish brown, indicating some blonde back in his family's lineage, it’s only when the sun hits just right that his heritage clear. Keeping trace amounts of facial hair the perceives him to be slightly older than most people think. He tries to keep it somewhat trimmed to distinguish his appearance. Edmund has inherited his father's hazel eyes that change with his mood se, they tend to favor a greenish tint though. Edmund is a giant among his family, he stands at a lean and muscular 6’4. Almost a literal giant and his frame broad frame gives him more of authoritative look about him, despite his jovial attitude towards all.

Typical around the keep he is often wearing leathers to keep comfortable, but he does also carry is his blade. Ever the warrior he does want to at least be prepared if anything was to happen. The only real indication of his highborn status is a simple gold signet ring about his finger, but it is only a formality.

Golden Ring with the sigil of his family, personalized armor (Leather/Chainmail and plate), Weapons including Sword, Shield and Spear, Black Destrier named Shadow

Height: 6'0"
Weight: 154lbs
Body Type: Swimmers build, thin yet wiry. Broadening shoulders, but just barely.
Eye Color: Aquamarine
Hair Color: Dark Brown, with Lighter brown strands
Skin Tone: Tanned skin from spending so much time outside in the sun training.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar over his right hip from a childhood accident. Looks like a clean cut, usually hidden
Personal Style: Ash is normally seen in a simple outfit, a simple white undershirt, usually collared which sits under a leather dueling jerkin that falls to about thigh level. The jerkin has three ties to keep it together and a matching leather belt goes around the waist. On his right shoulder is the Landry House sigil. A sword, custom built for his size is often on his left hip, in a hardened leather scabbard. The sigil of the house is engraved into both the hilt and scabbard. A matching dagger and dagger scabbard is on his right hip.

For Armor, Ashton wears a heavy plate breastplate, shoulder plates, and gauntlets. Underneath is a chain mail hauberk that reaches to his ankle. Over top of the breastplate is a sur-coat with the House Landry sigil and colors visible. Clasped to his pauldrons a yellow cloak completes the armor set, also emblazoned with the sigil of House Landry. For armor, think this with appropriate color changes.

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Intelligent * Adaptable * Loyal * Perceptive * Perfectionist * Bold * Anxious * Fixated

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: None
Personality: Ashton is an interesting enigma of a teenager. He's filled with the classic Teenage angst and attitude yet he tempers it with an intelligence beyond his years. Always willing to learn something new, the boy has a knack for staring and absorbing various activities should he ever have to do the task himself. A firm believer in knowledge being ones best weapon Ash spends a lot of time reading, and shows a maturity beyond his years as he understands how the 'game' is played and what the risks of his words. He has struggled with anxiety for some time and as it goes against his nature of being the 'perfect' son he started training in the practice field with sword and shield when not in the library. Ash developed a style of his own with Baldric, the Master of Arms, whom he opened to about his struggles. He developed this style by watching countless practice bouts in the yard of Fallow Hill, and it relies on using his opponents attacks against them, feinting and outsmarting his opponents into making mistakes that he can capitalize on. Like with his other activities it's his 'true sight' that allows him to perform with this style so well, able to truly observe every move his opponent is making and foresee their next moves based on previous information. The result is a very defensive and very calculating game of cat and mouse, that is until Ashton figures out his opponents fighting style. At that point it's usually to late.

All in all Ashton is a teenager in the midst of many changes. He's dealing with trying to keep his family supported, and to perfect his own duties which he's still trying to figure out. He's a mess of anxiousness, tempered by a Master-At-Arms who has taught the young man to forge that anxiety instead into positive energy and to attack the world with boldness instead. You never know what to truly expect from him when you pass him in the hall and even though he's mature for his age he will still break down when he feels overwhelmed and required a sincere support system. He may hate it, and will never show said weakness unless he trusts the person unconditionally.

Habits:

• Taps his foot when he gets bored or nervous
• Messes with his hair right above his left ear unconsciously

Hobbies:

• Practicing his swordplay
• Swimming
• Running
• Sleeping
• Reading
• Music

Fears:

• Letting his family down
• Being Helpless
• Losing his chance to be a Knight
• Fully and completely trusting someone

Likes:

• Books and learning
• Training
• Running in the Morning when the world starts waking up
• Meeting new people
• Tea
• Spending time writing music
• Tournaments

Dislikes:

• Bullies of any kind
• Jerks who treat woman or girls with disrespect
• Heights
• The Cold
• Not a huge fan of Dogs
• Being called the little otter
• Any mention of his younger age

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General Skills:

• Reading/Writing
• Powerful Swimmer
• Photographic memory
• Musically Gifted
• very high IQ that allows him to process information quickly

Combat Skills:

• Is quite proficient with the Blade
• Has a talent for strategy and calculating large numbers quickly
• Works well with other nobles, isn't afraid to take the backseat to achieve victory

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History: Born amidst a dreary and rainy autumn day, Ashton Landry was a ray of sunshine to the otherwise dreary year that had passed for House Landry. The fourth born child to Edwyn, and Priscilla Landry. He was raised in the Halls of his family and grew up rather happily and led a relatively normal life, despite being a little spoiled by the servants who loved the youngest child dearly, even giving him the nickname 'little otter' which he despises to this day. Most of his early childhood included swimming, school, exercises, and sleeping. But when he was eight the Maester that was attached to Fallow Hill felt that he would do better learning from more advanced lessons as the child was grasping and understanding lessons at a rapid fire pace. Tutors were called for and Ash found himself learning about just about every aspect of the world around him, including his place within it. As the fourth born child, it was highly unlikely that he would ever become heir to the House and as such his training was mostly catered to supporting his older siblings.

Ashton flourished in the more stressful learning atmosphere, impressing his teachers with his desire to soak in information. He was found to have an exceptional memory when he was able to tell the Maester, who he was schooling with, exactly how many paintings were in the Great Hall and Library, as well as what the pictures were. With this revelation he was hailed as a sure candidate for the Citadel Ashton quickly showed his feelings about being moved from his home and became a bit more rebellious, retreating from the public eye and only appearing to eat, or cause trouble. He spent much more time in the training ground with Baldric Durant, where he developed his own style of fighting, using his brain more than his brawn. He enjoyed a connection with Baldric, and the man was his go to for advice on how to navigate his swirling personality, and always strived to perform his best when the man was around. He also became a charmer in the halls of Fallow Hill, doing his best to make the young ladies who visited go crazy and go home thinking of the brown haired boy in the Riverlands who stole their heart.

Nothing ever came of these games however and as Ashton entered his teenage years and puberty, he was still not promised to any marriage alliance. A much more silent figure in his early teenage years, the lack of a real friend his age made him all the more bookish as he would spend every waking moment reading or training.

He's decided that now is the time to try and find others his age and develop some bonds of friendship, as it was never good to live a life of solitude.

Thoughts on the current situation of the realm: Ashton feels that the entire seven Kingdoms are about to enter a period of warfare unlike anything seen since Robert's Rebellion and he knows that the Riverlands will be as always, stuck in the middle.

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Mount: Current

Theme Song: Collide & King

Character Text Color: color=#7FFFD4

Baldric, the second son to Addison Durant, a minor noble and sworn bannerman to House Bolton and House Stark was born in 257 during the reign of King Aegon V. Baldy fondly recalls his father saying good things about King Aegon V, how he was an outstanding leader; did great things for Westeros, unlike his grandson, Aerys II, also known as the Mad King.

There had been discussion of sending young Baldric to wear the black. Innumerable reasons prevented that from happening. As a youth, Baldric trained as a soldier and assisted Ser Arthur Smallwood, his father’s Master-at-Arms. He studied with Lord Smallwood regularly and kept a keen eye on the man. Destined to be a warrior, he was given the best training a soldier could receive and eventually hardened to its rigors.

From age 9, Baldric was reared at the Twins by Walter Frey and his brood. Baldric never was at a loss for a playmate in the Riverlands. He continued his education while at the Twins, returning to Castle Durant upon reaching his 16th season to serve his father. He completed his military training under Arthur Smallwood's tutelage.

During his 23rd Season, Baldric Durant impregnated a prostitute at the brothel outside Winterfell. He had no love for the woman, but had a deep bond with his son, Mace Snow. He wanted nothing but to raise his son as a lord in his own house. The woman who gave birth to his son was more than happy to giver her own child away. He told Mace his son was a whore, but nothing more. Mace has since stopped asking questions about her.

By the time of Robert’s Rebellion, House Durant responded to the call by Lord Stark. Baldric was then in his 24th season, quite comfortable in his role as a soldier. He strove to do his best and make his father proud. A strapping young man grown to a towering height at 6’ 4”. Still not as tall as the boys from House Clegane, but could put up a memorable fight to anyone including the likes of the Cleganes.

During the Battle of the Bells the lines between the Bolton’s bannermen and the Tully’s men had gotten mixed which found noblemen and soldiers of House Durant fighting alongside noblemen and soldiers of House Landry. At the high point of the fighting, Baldric found three Targaryen soldiers attempting to corner a single man wearing the colors of House Tully. The Tully man, who he later learned was Edwyn Landry himself, eventual heir to Fallow Hill; had gotten himself into a precarious position. Baldric jumped into the melee dispatching one attacker immediately with a thrust from his Shriefk into the heart of his enemy. A second soldier, Baldric sent reeling backward from a heavy front kick. The man stumbled backwards falling to the ground. The third man went round and round with Baldric until the large Durant soldier wearing Stark colors severed his left arm causing the man to retreat. The second man, who was knocked back decided he hadn’t had enough and charged into Ser Baldric Durant. The man stumbled forward, tripping over one of his fallen comrades. Baldy helped him to the ground, obliging him with a heavy thrust to the abdomen with his sword, ending the brief melee. Ever since that day, Baldric Durant and Edwyn Landry have been the best of friends.

Continually being confronted with taking the black, Baldric saw an opportunity to follow his friend, Edwyn back to the Riverlands. Instead of a dreary life of the frozen north and fighting Wildlings, he would live out his days as a warrior in farm country teaching young lads how to fight. When Lord Edwyn Landry offered him a position as Master-at-Arms at Fallow Hill, he felt as though he could not pass it up. This was the opportunity he had dreamed of. He has thanked his friend often, especially when intoxicated about how he saved him from the Night’s Watch. In a sense, they both saved each other.

Having used the sword more than any other weapon, Baldy possesses his highest skill in this weapon with and without a shield. He is disciplined possessing a fine talent with the edged weapon; a difficult opponent to defeat. As long as he has served as soldier, Baldric has been fighting with his fists and feet. He is not afraid to kick as well as punch. He has learned several unconventional methods of fighting with the hands and feet. Trained and experienced in how to deploy formations of men (of various arms) in combat and on the march. He knows how to use ground to his advantage as well as the use of siege weapons as a force multiplier.

Baldy is a quiet man with irascible tendencies. He has true respect for those who have proven themselves to him, which means the man survived combat by his side. Young, inexperienced people touting loud boastful comments are annoying to Baldric. He is quick to explode in their faces if they annoy him too much. For the most part, Baldric says nothing. Baldy is extremely loyal to the family he serves. The sons and daughters of his lord are treated with the respect he would give his own children.

He is very pensive, spending much time with his thoughts. He has a high intelligence; maybe in another world, he could have achieved social greatness, but not in the known world. He was born into a family of warriors, excelling at the martial arts. When thrust into combat, his firm sinews are quick to react. Baldy becomes animated slashing through waves of opponents.

Baldric loves spirits. He will drink ale on a daily basis with meals. He may even drink wine if that is all that is available but loves his rum. It is an addiction with him, forced to consume large quantities of alcohol whenever possible or the opportunity arises. On the plus side, Baldric is a happy drunk. He will sing, dance, laugh, joke and yell when he is drunk. His tendency to be irascible, gruff, fierce, or abusive are mitigated by his alcohol consumption. It is like someone flipped his “I don’t give a fuck” switch and he becomes much easier to get along with. He is quite the opposite what you typically see, singing, yelling and making a complete arse of himself. He enjoys fighting while intoxicated. It is such a refreshing experience for Baldric; quite liberating.

For all his strengths Baldric has a few misgivings within his personality. He has seen a lot in his twenty-five years as a soldier. He has witnessed some of the harshest mistreatment of humans by men. In his younger years he could afford to make moral decisions about these actions, but over time he has grown accustomed to it and has found himself on more than a few occasions acting in a similar fashion. He can be very abusive with the enemy, prisoners or anyone who simply stands in his way.

Baldric is by nature a calm, cool and quiet individual speaking only when spoken to. When stirred to action, he is one of the fiercest warriors on the battlefield or in the pub. When his temper has been elevated, he attacks with reckless abandon striking out at targets of opportunity. Sometimes Baldric is slow to calm; to recover to baseline.

Baldy stands 6’ 4” (193cm) tall weighing 235 pounds (106.6kg) with very short dark brown hair and a short unkempt brown beard; shaves infrequently. His cold blue eyes are focused, cutting through the bullshit when he is presented with its stench. As a lord, Baldric can be seen wearing either the house colors of Landry or the house colors of Durant, which are a dark forest green and white. Upon a forest green doublet made of silk, he may proudly display the image of a white snow shrike from his former home in the north. Or he may wear the dull yellow of house Landry with its blue rodent emblazoned upon his chest.

As a veteran soldier, Baldy wears a mail surcoat with a studded leather jerkin over the mail and a 2” wide leather belt to cinch it together at the waist. He has taken to wearing a bearskin cloak over this armor on cold days and wears high hard black boots. He has a few small leather belt pouches tied to the belt. Upon his hands, he wears a pair of black leather gloves under mail gauntlets with steel bracers. Many nobles prefer the steel plate, but Baldy appreciates the dexterity he gains from wearing a bit lighter armor.

Baldric had come by a Valyrian Steel sword by way of an uncle on his mother’s side of the family. It is a slender blade with a gold pommel he has named, Shriek; a play on words with the house sigil. Baldy says he makes men shriek when he uses it on them.

A steel longsword he received as a gift from his mother’s brother, Rodrick of House Bolton

His favored destrier.

The youngest of three siblings, Liliana was succeeded by two older brothers – Rodrik and Bastian, who were 4 and 2 years her elders, respectively. Although she was only a girl, Liliana was doted on by both her mother and father. Their family was a happy one and the three young Blackwoods spent their early childhood peacefully. Liliana was particularly fond of her father and would follow him around, so much so that he took to nicknaming her his ‘little shadow.’ Growing up with two older brothers as models of behaviour, Lily was a rambunctious child, always wanting to play with them and sulking when not allowed to handle a wooden sword or practice bow. Her mother tried feverently to get her actually try in her lessons with their septa, but the only things she ever really liked were dancing and reading (though she mostly prefered the adventure tales).

Sadly their happiness was not to last. When Liliana was nine, her father became sick and although her uncles sent for many different maesters, none could figure out what ailed him. He fought against it well though and lingered on for two long years before eventually drifting away with the help of milk of the poppy.

Although her mother was still around, she was not the same after the death of Howard Blackwood. She eventually remarried out of necessity, needing gold to help keep their home afloat and having children still too young to be of much help. But her husband was old, drunk and foul-tempered. No match for a beloved father and husband. Barely entering society anymore and often needing to take to her sickbed, her mother became a shell of her former self. Liliana became furious at her – for abandoning her and leaving her to the charge of a man who cared little for any of the children. At first he would often try to run away, though she was ultimately just a child and never managed to get very far before they caught her.

When she was thirteen, a girl by the name of Ariella Landry came to live with them at Raventree hall. Set to be married to her eldest brother Rodrik, who by this time was close to reaching the status of Knight, she spent two years with the family, who overall seemed to be fond of the girl. Yet Lilianas world was turned upside down once more, when her dear brother Rodrik was killed during a joust. With Bastian off squiring with the Lollistons, she took to spending much of her time with Tytos Blackwoods children. Her mother became even more absent and her husband more angry.

It soon became generally agreed that Lily was of an age where she should make a suitable marriage, and with the failed union between Blackwoods and Landrys still hanging over their shoulders, it was decided that she was to be bethrothed to their second son. Once she would have fought against such a proposal but although she loved Raventree Hall and her uncles family, she was afraid of her mothers new husband and was now grieving for two of her kin. So six months ago, she went...with only a few grumbles of complaint.

On the surface, Liliana is enthusiastic and bold. Quick to laugh, she is sociable with mostly everyone she meets, not finding it difficulty to get along with others. A natural extrovert, she does not like to be alone and can often be easily distracted from the task at hand. This behaviour even extends to servants and she will often find herself joking around with the stablehands or serving girls.

She is always toeing the line of what she can get away with, gently testing others boundaries. Of course, this doesn't come without its risks and she often finds herself in trouble. Luckily for her, she can talk herself out of nearly any situation. That or shoot them one of her renowned (at least amongst the Blackwood family) 'please don't kill me' smiles.

Liliana also has a love for animals and can often be found feeding the dogs or brushing the horses. She also has a fondness for birds, which may in part be due to the thousands of ravens that would flock to the dead weirwood at Raventree hall. Being with animals has become a solace to her during the mourning of both her father and brother, having few others to go to at this time.

Yet, despite the air of nonchalance that she likes to give of, she does worry about her future and this new role she has been thrust into. After having watched her parents be in love for many years, she fears being in a loveless marriage and dreams of being whisked off on some grand adventure, rather than submitting to the dreary duties of a Lady.

At 5'4 in height, Liliana is slightly below average for a female of her age...though that's nothing that standing on her tiptoes can't fix. A skinny child, only recently over the past year has she begun to grow into her body, developing the so desired after curves, though still maintaining a rather lithe figure. As she grows, she is often compared to the renowned Melissa Blackwood, which only serves to amuse Liliana, given Melissas history.

She has a mess of long brunette hair that she wears in varying styles, from curls, to plaits, to braids. Having her hair done was one of the few times she would voluntarily sit down as a child and as she got older, she loved to plait her younger nieces hair. Lily has a few freckles smattered across the bridge of her nose and cheeks, which are only accentuated by the pale ivory of her skin. Her eye colour is a deep brown colour.

As a female, she is generally expected to where simple dresses when at home, though will get dressed up more formally when required. She genrally prefers not to wear much jewellrey on a day-to-day basis.

Robert was born a bastard. The son of Ser Gregor Landry (brother of Lord Lothor Landry) and a Northern woman living in the Riverlands, his start to life was difficult. His mother died during childbirth and Gregor had no interest in rearing a child, leaving him to the life of an orphan. Gregor died six years later, but told Lothor of his bastard on his deathbead. Lothor found Robert and took him back to Fallow Hill, asking the keep's houndmaster, Allyn, to take the child and raise him as his own. Always fiercely loyal to the family, Allyn accepted. When Lothor died, Lord Edwyn often watched over the boy, feeling a responsibility for his safety.

Growing up, Robert had little to remind him of his birth parents beyond a lone earring and a black, stone dagger his mother had on her when she died, which Gregor had given to Lothor on his deathbed. Unfortunately, only one of the earrings was found. Robert has worn it since his early days and continues to do so.

Growing up as the houndmasters son meant Robert developed an affinity for animals. He would spend nights with the dogs, often more than he would spend in his room. Allyn would often find the young boy curled up with the sleeping dogs with a smile stretched wide across his face.

Over the years Allyn shared a wealth of knowledge with Robert. While he would be considered being in his twilight years, Allyn had experienced a lot. He knew how to dress wounds, build shelters and to survive off the land. This knowledge and a want of leaving a legacy meant Allyn would often take Robert out into the nearby woods for camping. It was during this time he shared his vast wealth of knowledge with the young lad.

During his twelfth year Lord Edwyn had guests from a House he was trying to build bonds with. Having a good relationship with Allyn he offered to take Robert hunting. Allyn’s initial judgement was to turn down the offer, but Robert convinced him otherwise.

The hunt went well initially, Lord Edwyn taking down a buck that drew close to a horse in size. However Lord Edwyn and Robert soon found themselves separated from the hunting party as they entered thick woodland. Out of seemingly nowhere a large boar charge Lord Edwyn, his horse bucking the Lord of House Landry to the floor. With an injured leg and shoulder Lord Edwyn could do little more than try to crawl to safety. The boar rounded a tree before turning to charge the Lord. As it closed Robert rushed to the Lords fallen bow and picked it up. He quickly botched an arrow and let it loose. The arrow dropping the boar to the floor. Lord Edwyn broke into laughter while Robert simply stared at the weapon in his hands.

He had never fired a bow until that moment but Lord Edwyn saw to it that Robert had all the practise he could want. While Allyn was frustrated his adopted son wasn’t helping tend to the dogs so much, he completely understood. Robert was never going to be the sort who could sit in the castle every day cleaning up the dogs mess and feeding them. He needed to be outside the walls and set free.

Soon Edwyn gifted Robert his own bow and allowed him to join hunts, not just as an extra pair of hands to carry gear but as an active participant. The quality of his marksmanship grew with every pull of the bowstring, often causing the others on the hunt to watch on in sheer jealously. Edwyn laughed as he watched the faces of middle aged man twist in anger as they watched a young child make shots they couldn’t make in a thousand attempts. It was becoming clear to Edwyn that Robert was a rare talent. His skills with a bow set him out as one of the best archers, not just in the Riverlands but all of Westeros.

As Robert grew older so did Lord Edwyn’s own children. While Edwyn made time for his bastard nephew, his focus had to be his own children. As such he allowed Robert to start hunting on his own. This meant that his duties to Allyn soon faded into nothingness and the boy who was now in his sixteenth year was hunting to put food onto the Landry’s table.

During his twentieth year he was approached Lord Edwyn. He was asked to undertake a new role in servitude to the people. An increase in livestock theft in the Landry’s lands were making life hard for the lords people. As such he asked Robert to use his skill set to patrol House Landry’s lands and to track down the thieves. It wasn’t long before Robert found them and soon enough the lands of House Landry were a little bit safer. Due to his quick and efficient work Edwyn bestowed the title of Ranger onto Robert. His new task would be to wander the Landry lands and to deal with any criminals or dangerous wildlife he came across.

Until six months ago his job was standard. Petty criminals, large boar and the rare bear were what he encountered. However when walking close to the border with House Haigh Robert heard a blood curdling scream. Instinctly he ran towards the wail and discovered two Haigh soldiers trying to have their way with a woman. His one rule set out by Lord Edwyn was to avoid conflict with House Haigh, no matter the cost. The problem was Roberts conscience overruled even the word of his Lord. Without any defining attire that could tie him back to House Landry Robert quickly scooped up some wet mud in an attempt to hide his face. He raised his hood and took his bow in hand. He quickly unleashed two arrows, dropping the two soldiers dead.

The woman looked on in horror as Robert approached, her ordeal turning the world upside down. He spend a while trying to calm her down and reassure her before finally he could convince her to her get on his horse and show him the way to her village.

By this point Robert was firmly in Haigh territory and soon enough he found himself entering a run down village that didn’t look fit for human inhabitance. Human filth and animal carcasses lined the streets and the populace looked malnourished. The sight was a far cry from the life the villagers under House Landry had.

Robert eventually returned the woman to her father and they told him exactly what life was like under the poorly-disciplined Haigh rule. Soldiers would come and antagonize the village men for their own entertainment, take the women as they pleased and leave nothing but a few scraps of stale bread for the villagers to eat. The story filed an anger deep within Robert. Haigh land or not, these were people and they deserved better.

Over the next few days Robert set about helping the villagers, firstly by getting them some coin. With help and information from the village elder he discovered a caravan was to be on the road with a mountain of coin on board. Robert wanting to what he could to help set about taking the caravan.

Given the nature of Lord Haighs reign it was clear to Robert that the man felt he had nothing to fear and the Ranger decided to change that. When Robert approached the caravan under cover of darkness he had donned a mixture of white and black paint on his face to give himself an otherworldly appearance. The caravan showed Lord Haighs confidence as three men was all that guarded its treasure. With two quick arrows fired only one man remained, frozen still by the skewered men either side of him. Robert leapt onto the caravan and threw the surviving man to the ground before finally bringing the caravan to a stop.

Robert pinned the man to the floor with his boot and meant down, bearing his teeth like a wild animal. He growled as deeply as he could, watching on as the guard soon found himself lying in pool of his own urine. He had clearly bought what Robert was selling and so the Ranger let him go to tell Lord Haigh his story. Quickly after Robert took the chest from within the caravan and returned to the village. He didn’t speak to a soul but simply left several coins at each doorstep before returning to Fallow Hill.

Over the following months Robert returned three more times to inflict more misery on Haigh turf. Soon enough word crossed into Landry territory about a vigilante that had killed several Haigh soldiers. The stories were heavily exaggerated and whenever Robert would bear one he would laugh. However, he knew that if it was ever discovered that he was the vigilante in question then the outcome for him and possibly the whole region could become bleak. If anyone was to discover a bastard of the House Landry was killing Haigh men, it would not bode well for Lord Edwyn.

Courageous * Dependable * Ruthless * Attentive * Intelligent * Sarcastic * Adaptable * Survivalist

Personality: Those who meet Robert are often greeted with a smile. He is often easy going and enjoys exchanging banter and jibes with others. Even during times of high stress or trauma he can often be found trying to lighten the mood.

His sarcastic nature is one of his defining features that those who know him have learned to love. However those who don’t know him don’t always react the best to his sarcasm.

He isn’t a noble in any respects and has a dislike for the rich in the world. The only exception is Lord Edwyn who he has a lot of respect for. He would fight for the Lord if needed as he would for anyone he cares for.

While not a conscious decision Robert takes in his surroundings very well. He can spot people acting strange in a crowd and the quickest exit when inside. It’s just something he started doing subconsciously soon after he began his life of looking after the poor.

Habits:

• Stares at anyone he is suspicious of
• Starts singing spontaneously

Hobbies:

• Archery
• Climbing
• Singing
• Wilderness Survival
• Hunting
• Acrobatics
• Falconry

Fears:

• Letting down the people of his village
• Losing his father
• Those he steals from finding out his identity
• Disappointing Lord Edwyn

Likes:

• Exchanging banter with others
• Honing his skills with a bow
• Scaling trees and descending as acrobatically as he can
• Helping those who can’t help themselves
• The wilderness
• Sleeping under the stars

Dislikes:

• The rich
• Lowlifes and scumbags
• High temperatures
• The games Lords play to try and get one up on each other
• Those who lie to get ahead

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 215lbs
Body Type: Slender but heavily toned Robert is agile and deceptively strong.
Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: No visible scars or tattoos but wears a single earring that once belonged to his mother.
Personal Style: His day to day attire is often clothes that provide the freedom of movement and protection needed while creating bows and arrows.

When dressed casually he tends to wear darker tones and clothes that allow him to retain his free movement should he need to move quickly.

When in his role as The Revenant he wears a leather jerkin and hood. He paints his face to ensure his identity remains hidden and to further sell the story of The Revenant as being an otherworldly being.

Mount and Raven: Shadow and Wight are Roberts horse and crow. Shadow has been Robs horse since his twenty first year while Wight is a raven. Wight was a raven used by Maester Oylen that had a damaged wing; Robert helped nurse it back to health, and the animal bonded with him. He now uses it to send messages back to the castle when away.

Bow: The Scythe is a short bow that Robert crafted himself. It’s designed to allow Robert to notch and fire arrows quickly while being sturdy enough so that it can survive a hit to a persons head. He utilises various heads on his arrows, switching between them depending on the opponent he faces.

Dagger: Wolfbite is fairly large dagger that appears to be made from a stone rather than metal. It’s deep black blade is terrifyingly sharp and exceptionally strong.

Theme Song: Here

Character Text Color: FF4444