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[NanLia]

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Take a look at the Character Sheet below. It's not required to be part of a noble house (as per one/some of the curses) but you will need to identify allies and enemies.
Your character can be from any part of Westeros or the known Essos, including mercenaries or sell-swords.
If you have any questions or a special request I'm always free for a PM or message me in our discord channel.
Safton can answer any question as well.

Name:
Gender:
Age: (18 - 30)
Kingdom:
Parents:
Allies:
Enemy:
Brief History:
Noteworthy Achievements: (That other Kingdoms may have heard.)
Faceclaim: (any style of your choosing)
Equipment: (In detail please, including mount(s) etc.)
Profession: (See Below)
Gift: (See Below)
Curse: (See Below)

You must select either one Profession or one Gift for your profile.
You can select both one Profession and one Gift, however you must then also select one curse.

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Professions

You are lucky enough to have a parent, sibling, uncle or friend teach you the tools of his or her trade.
Your tutelage will be complete upon your 18th birthday.
You do not have to take on the profession, simply learn the skills.

Nature's Path:
You have learned the way of flora and fauna through a family friend.
(Your character can identify plant species from across Westeros and some of Essos and can identify animal tracks as well as are excellent at tracking them.)

Higher Education:
Your parents are friends with the local maester and he begins to teach you the ways of the learned. The culture, art, politics, geography and history of Westeros and Essos have been taught to you as well as the ways of medicine, healing and the natural sciences.
(Your character can heal the wounded, identify diseases/illnesses as well as be a source of information in regards to all peoples and politics known to Westeros and Essos.)

Merchant:
Your mother makes a living by selling a trading wares and you have been taught to do the same.
(Your character is extra charismatic, able to negotiate their way in lowering prices or perhaps even out of trouble from time to time.)

The Blade:
A family friend teaches you to fight. The weapons you learn to wield will depend on your region.
(You are able to wield any style of Westeros weapon with skill.)

Dancing Master:
You have been taught by a Master Fighter of your choice and have become proficient and deadly.
(You are proficient and deadly with a specific weapon type of your choosing.)

Gifts

Your gift will be rare, valuable and in all likelihood irreplaceable.
Take care of it, nurture it and watch it grow.
Do not squander it.

Tools of the Trade:
Not long after your 18th birthday you will come into possession of one of the following three gifts - your choice.
The first is a full suit of plate armour of the highest make, in addition to a well-crafted shield and a weapon of your choice.

The second gift you may choose is a weapon of your choice crafted from Valyrian steel - stronger, sharper, lighter and much rarer and more expensive than any other steel.

The third gift you may choose is a weapon of your choice crafted from dragonglass. You will never break of lose this weapon.

Giant's Blood
They tell you that you have some giant's blook in you. You are not sure how that is possible but it seems you are simply naturally tougher, stronger and bigger than those around you.
You still have to work to become strong but the limits of your strength and stamina seem to be at least somewhat beyond of that of peak human.
However you are still 100% human and will never become nearly as strong as an actual giant.
A drawback is that you require more food than the average person and you require much more ale to get drunk than anyone else you know.

Valar Morghulis
Some time before your 18th birthday you unwittingly save the lives of a Faceless Man and his two companions.
The Faceless Man tells you that you have taken three lives from the Red God and the Red God will be wanting them back.
The Faceless Man will kill any three people you name, at any time, you may declare the words:
"Valar Morghulis" followed by the name of any person, the Faceless Man will kill that person.
(Cannot be used on other PC's unless agreed upon)

Animal Companion
(exotic - regional)
On your 12th birthday you found an animal. From that day forward until the day it dies this animal will never stray from you.
It's a good deal stronger, faster, tougher and more intelligent than other animals of its species and has been a great friend and able guardian to you.
(No dragons but other exotic animals do exist)

Touched by Magic
(elemental)
Magic is not extinct, it has simply become exceedingly rare and a good deal less powerful.
It seems, however, that the gods have touched you with a magical affinity.
(These abilities make you less susceptible to your attuned element: fire doesn't burn as quickly, however cold can be deadly, etc.)

Curses

Incomplete:
Only those born male may choose this option:
When you were six years old for some unknown reason you were kidnapped and emasculated.
You were found and nursed back to health but the damage was done.
In addition to the obvious drawbacks you are also constantly made fun of by all members of society.
The villain who emasculated you is still out there but they are very difficult to find.

And Now My Watch Begins
Your character is destined for the Wall. Be it due to birth or the wishes of your hateful Lord,
you will one day find yourself standing amidst the criminal refuse where you will
have to take the oath of the Night's Watch.

Disfigured
You are born an oddly-proportioned dwarf or at some point in your childhood you receive a horrifying disfigurement.
Expect to be treated with varying degrees of ridicule, fear, shock and pity.
(Any type of disfigurement would be acceptable as long as it cannot be hidden)

Without a House
(cannot be a major house - Stark, Lannister, etc. but can be a lesser house)
Not born to a noble house, you have no name of your own and are sworn to a House in the countryside where you were born.
You grew up poor, hungry and praying for salvation.
The noble houses do not respect you and you will never marry higher than your stature.

Touched by Death
Before your 18th birthday you receive a nightmare. In this nightmare you die a painful, violent death long before your time.
(Details are your choice, your character dies IC and you can make a new one)

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Reserved Houses:
Arryn - Safton
Blackwater - Crono
Greyjoy - NanLia
Velaryon - sitanomoto
Lannister - Archon
Locke - Kameron Esters-
Clegane - D3lmoniko

 

[NanLia]

Lexia Greyjoy
Daughter of the Sea Wind
Lord Captain of Ships
Child of the Deep One​

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Age: 23
Kingdom: Iron Islands
Parents:
Lord Bryce Greyjoy and {Lady Aiana Greyjoy}
Allies:
Lannisters
Enemies:
Martell

Brief History:
Born the eldest to the Lord Reaper of Pyke, she was destined to rule the Ironborn.
Due to the circumstances of her birth, that right has been passed down to her younger brother, Theon.
After passing the rites of the Drowned God, Lex was given over her own ship.
Noteworthy Achievements:
None that any other Kingdom may have heard of.

Faceclaim:
Lexia

Equipment:
A caravel ship named Yorith. Specs
Boiled leather lamellar cuirass, auroch-hide buff coat, wool shirt & trousers. Shishak helmet (boiled leather reinforced w/ iron splints). Leather gloves (modified for her unique hand shape). Leather boots.
(Example)
Her preferred weapons (below).

Profession:
The Blade:
She prefers using a single-handed messer in her right hand and a Braavosi sword-breaker in her left.

Gift:
Touched by Magic - Water Affinity:
She can sense water nearby - when on land
Swim deeper, hold her breath longer than peak humans
Immunity to water born illnesses.

Curse:
Disfigured:
Lex was born with webbed hands and toes. Shortly after her birth the Maester, with permission of her parents, attempted to cut the webbing loose.
It was to no avail, the webbing only grew back within days.
This curse revoked her status as the Heir of the Iron Islands.

 

[Safton]

Ser Haedrin Caydus
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• Basics
• History
• Appearance
• Equipment
• Gifts & Curses

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  Gender: Male
  Age: 27
  Kingdom: The Vale of Arryn
  Parents: Ser Roland Caydus & Lady Lendra Royce
  Titles: The Restless Knight, The Strider, The Unsworn Sword, "Longshanks"
  Allies: The North (Starks)
  Rival(s): The Riverlands (Tullys)
  
  
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  Haedrin's grandfather, Deston Storms, was a young bastard of little consequence when the War of Five Kings broke out. Born and raised outside of Storm's End, he eked out a living as a sailor and soldier before being pressed into service with Renly Baratheon's army. Following the would-be king's demise, he pledged his alleigance to his brother Stannis. His heroism during the Battle of the Blackwater -- participating in the assault on the walls of King's Landing -- led to him being elevated to the rank of serjeant. Deston continued to serve with Stannis's forces, scattering Mance Rayder's Wildlings army north of the Wall before marching against the Boltons at Winterfell.
  
  However, after witnessing the burning of the king's daughter Shireen at the stake by a desperate Stannis, Deston deserted the man's cause in disgust. He then traveled south, settling down in the Vale of Arryn before coming into the service of Yohn Royce. The young man rode alongside the Knights of the Vale to the aid of Jon Snow and his Wildlings, destroying the Bolton army and helping the Starks reclaim Winterfell. He remained in Winterfell with a host of other Vale men, participating in its defense against the Night King and his army of the dead. Following the battle, Yohn Royce knighted him. Thus, Ser Deston Storms marched on King's Landing a second time -- this time as an anointed knight. The resultant siege was short and decisive as Daenerys Targaryen laid waste to the capital with dragonfire. The young knight spent less time slaying the enemy than desperately attempting to aid refugees escape what would come to be known as "the Day of Ashes".
  
  With the War of Five Kings finally resolved, Deston returned to his new home in the Vale. He became a sworn bannerman to Lord Yohn Royce, serving faithfully for several years as his Master-at-Arms and Captain of the Guard. As a reward for his service, he was granted the small but stout keep of Summerwind Stronghold -- situated south of Ironoaks, between Runestone and The Eyrie -- to administrate. He took on the surname of Caydus before marrying and starting a family. Deston's son (Haedrin's father) in turn married the daughter of Ser Andar Royce, elevating the Caydus family into the ranks of petty nobility.
  
  Haedrin, the middle child of his generation, was raised on war stories about his grandfather: the veteran of multiple wars and two different armies, a bastard who rose well beyond his station -- fighting the living and dead alike -- to become a landed knight of the realm. The young boy took these stories to heart, wanting as many young men do to follow in his ancestor's footsteps. He was given a commendable education by a local Maester growing up: the fundamentals of arithmetic, literacy, geography, and history. However, his primary interest lay in skill at arms. Haedrin squired under his uncle Ser Andar Royce II, accompanying him on tourneys throughout Westeros and and assisting him in battle during against the savage hill tribes & mountain clans. After saving Andar's life during a particularly harrowing expedition into the Mountains of the Moon (slaying a hill chieftain and his shadowcat companion), Haedrin was anointed as a Knight of the Vale at the age of nineteen.
  
  Haedrin's older brother, rightful heir to the Caydus family wealth and lands, offered him a place in their home as a sworn sword with a number of lofty titles: Master-at-Arms, Captain of the Guard, and even the role of Casetellan. Haedrin, restless as ever, refused and instead sought his fortune as a wandering "hedge knight". He traveled from one tournament to another, competing in order to win prize money. In between these events, he made do with various odd jobs: serving as a bodyguard to merchants on dangerous journeys, being commissioned by lords to train their militia in the art of war, or seeking out fugitives in order to bring them to justice and claim their bounty. In time, even these tasks in the largely peaceful Six Kingdoms failed to satisfy his calling. Bidding farewell to his family, Haedrin traveled East across the Narrow Sea. He has spent the last several years riding with various free companies in Essos, fighting in skirmishes and minor wars in the Disputed Lands and elsewhere. During rare periods of peace, Haedrin earned no small amount of acclaim in the reformed fighting pits of Meereen. However, after receiving word of the grave illness of his older brother and a royal request for assistance, Haedrin has heeded the call and returned home.
  
  Noteworthy Achievements: Haedrin won or placed highly in a number of tourneys (primarily jousts and melees) across Westeros in his years as a young hedge knight. He also cultivated minor fame as a mercenary sellsword and pit fighter in Essos, but word of such achievements scarcely made it across the Narrow Sea.
  
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  Haedrin is immensely tall and well-built, a trait which runs in his family. He stands well over six and a half feet tall, with a broad-shouldered, athletic frame. Cords of lean muscle are apparent across much of his body. His hair is a shade of dark brown and he maintains a well-trimmed beard or heavy stubble along his jawline. His eyes are a shade of steely blue-gray. A prominent scar runs across the right side of his face, from his brow to his cheek.
  Face Claim: Liam Hemsworth
  
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  Weaponry: While on campaign, Haedrin's primary weapon for dismounted combat is a pollaxe, though due to its bulky nature it often remains with his mount or baggage train until battle is joined. The weapon's long reach allows its wielder to even the odds against multiple opponents and/or a foe on horseback, while its many "faces" offer a variety of offensive options: a hammer for bludgeoning, a spike for piercing, and an axe for cleaving.
  
  For routine carry, he prefers a single-handed falchion. The weapon is unassuming when compared to a knightly longsword: short in reach and single-edged (aside from a small sharpened "false edge" along the back of the tip). However, the castle-forged steel blade is razor-sharp and can be wielded nimbly in close quarters, where its broad form emphasizes powerful cuts and thrusts that can defeat light armor with ease. He often pairs the falchion with a small, round shield of leather-coated wood with an iron boss and rim.
  
  Haedrin carries a small, double-edged dagger on his right side, using it both as a weapon of last resort and a tool for utility purposes. He often keeps a moderately-sized recurve bow and accompanying quiver of arrows with his baggage, though it is intended more for hunting than warfare.
  
  Apparel/Armor: Haedrin wears a simple white tunic and dark-colored breeches with a pair of leather boots for most occasions. He will often wear a padded gambeson over the former to act as light armor and/or a winter coat. If he is expecting intense combat, he will don a steel helmet with aventail, riveted mail hauberk & chausses, and brigandine: a canvas jacket containing rows of small, interlocking steel plates. Though not as protective or visually striking as a knightly suit of plate armor, it is considerably more flexible, breathable, and easier to maintain in the field. He also wears of pair of leather riding gloves, to be replaced by articulated steel gauntlets during battle. If cold weather calls for it, he may don a "shadowskin" black-and-white hooded fur cloak, fashioned from the pelt of an exceptionally large shadowcat he slew years ago.
  
  Mount: Haedrin's mount is a mare named Ashe. A gray dappled destrier of the highest breeding, he won her as a prize in the fighting pits of Meereen when she was little more than a filly, going on to raise and train her himself. Much like her rider, Ashe is large and well-muscled, standing over seventeen hands tall at the withers. Ashe possesses a fierce and intelligent personality befitting a warhorse.
  
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  Profession: The Blade - Haedrin, being a son of a knightly house, was instructed in the art of armed combat from a young age by the Vale's Master-at-Arms before squiring for his master, Ser Andar Royce. He proved to be a natural with both the sword & lance, though he is proficient with a number of other weapons as well. His experience as a squire, knight, sellsword, and pit fighter has left him with a number of fights -- victories and defeats alike -- under his belt to learn from. In addition to being a deadly swordsman, he is a capable albeit unremarkable archer.
  
  Gift: Giant's Blood - Like many males in the Caydus family line, Haedrin is exceptionally tall and physically strong. Though often teased for his prodigious appetite growing up, this stature proved to be a significant advantage in the martial lifestyle he elected to follow.
  
  Curse: Without A House - As the second son of a minor house of landed knights, Haedrin's chances of ever becoming a figure of any great political or financial influence were always very limited. Even with the recent death of his elder brother, he has recused himself from taking up the title as patriarch of the Caydus line. This -- along with his escapades across the Narrow Sea -- has resulted in many nobles in the Vale looking down on him with disdain. Many of these noble families still look at his own as the upstart legacy of a Stormlands bastard.
  

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[sitanomoto]

Name: Young Lord Arthur Velaryon

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Kingdom: Blackwater Bay, The crownlands

Parents: Lady Sigila and Lord Gaenther Velaryon

Allies: House Baratheon

Enemy: Lannisters

Brief History:
Arthur is the only heir to the Velaryon line, with both his father and his mother being only children, and Arthur their only living child. Due to the odd nature of Arthur himself, he was sheltered and hidden for most of his life up until his fifteenth birthday. On that birthday, he was allowed to go and explore for the first time. His father took him out sailing, and he got to feel the sea and the wind on his skin. Since then, Arthur has spent as much time as he could outside.

Noteworthy Achievements:
A renowned young scholar-prodigy.

Faceclaim:

Spoiler: Arthur Velaryon

Hair: Brown, like his Father's
Eyes: Green, like his mother's
Height @ top of the head: 5 eleven and a half

Equipment:

Spoiler

Minus the arm cuffs, and the cloak is a deep blue-green, and has a hood.

The boots are also not as curly.

A single Dagger, used only in self-defense, given to him by his mother.


Leather bound notebook, quarter filled. Arthur never goes anywhere without this.

Along with a small bottle of ink and a small, well-worn quill. Arthur stops to buy a new bottle of ink every so often.

Profession:
~Scholar~
There is not much else to do when you are forbidden by your parents to leave your home except study, and study he did. Arthur's knowledge of history, music, politics, and legends is deep, with dragons being particularly intriguing to him.

Gift:
~Animal Companion~
Nox, Female Direwolf.

"Hers is a quiet fury."
Nox is a regal, quiet Dire Wolf. She is affectionate towards Arthur and aloof to all others. Arthur is the only person she will let ride her. Anyone else tries to attempt that and she will be swift with her bite (except around small children, with whom she is very gentle).
Curse:
~Disfigured~
Sprouting from the top of Arthur's head are a pair of long, elegant, silver colored antlers, resembling that of a deer. They are the reason he was sheltered for much of his life, as his parents were afraid to reveal their only heir was disfigured.

 

[Midrick]

Name:
Treghar Dunne

Gender:
Male

Age:
21

Kingdom:
None

Parents:
A Northman for a father and a Southlander for a mother

Allies:
The highest bidder

Enemies:
The enemies of his employer

Brief history:
Treghar was the half breed son of a northern man and a southern woman Treghar doesn't remember much of his early life, except that his father was killed in a gambling squabble after he had won, and that his ailing mother had arranged him to cross the narrow sea into Essos and be the assistant of one of his father's friends who was a mercenary to prevent a young Treghar from becoming an urchin.

At the age of 7, Treghar began learning the ways of the sellsword. Jon, his mentor and guardian, wasn't easy on the boy but in order for him to become strong he needed to learn the real way, the hard way. Treghar began learning to use a blade when he was 9, and was mildly proficient enough to where Jon began training him, Jon being considered one of the best sellswords in the north. After seven years, Treghar had gradually stopped serving and joined Jon and other free company men in the fighting becoming so deadly that during their training sessions Jon coul barely keep up.

By the time Treghar was 18 Jon had decided to retire from selling his sword arm and went back to westeros to settle down. Treghar however stayed in Essos and made a name for himself in the free cities and dothraki khalasar's for his effectiveness and loyalty to the employer until the job was finished.

After making many friends and even more enemies, Treghar decided to return to his home continent and ply his trade there after another three years of collecting good money.

Noteworthy achievements:
Known as an unparalleled duelist and fighter

Faceclaim:

Spoiler: Treghar

Equipment:
Paired messer blades

Spoiler: Blades

Steel breastplate with short sleeved buff coat, cloth leggings, leather right hand wrap, and fingerless left steel gauntlet, metal helm, shemagh that doubles as concealment and weather protection.

Spoiler: Armor

Profession:
Dancing master
An expert in dual blade fighting, he uses two swords that combines the weight and thrusting power of Westeros style longsword with the curved blades of Essos.






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[Crono]

Name: Andren Blackwater
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Kingdom: The Reach
Parents: Lord Derren Blackwater and Lady Lina Oakheart
Allies: Riverlands
Enemy/Rival: Dorne
Brief History: Andren is a descendant from Bronn Blackwater. He is the middle son of three siblings and currently second in line behind his older brother to be head of the Blackwater House and rule the Reach. Growing up his older brother was the one talented at most things including fighting. Andren never really got the hang of swordplay, but always had a knack for shooting a bow. Thus his father hired one of the best in that regard to teach him.
Equipment: A bow made from Ironwood and a standard quiver. Rowan, his faithful steed who is a tint of dark brown. For armor/clothing see the picture to the right. A leather tunic, one leather glove, iron wrist-guards over the leather ones, and leather boots. Also a dagger.
Profession: Dancing Master: Andren is both proficient with a bow at long range as well as having learned how to use it in close range combat effectively.​

 

[Archon]

Name: Lancel Lannister
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Kingdom: The Westerlands
Parents: Ormond Lannister and Elisa Crakehall
Allies: The Greyjoys
Enemy: The Martells

Noteworthy Achievements:
-Achieved victory in 2 regional jousts, 3 regional melees - out of a total of 6 tournaments held in the Westerlands since he was 16.
-Came second in the national King's Naming day tournament in the melee and the joust in two separate tournaments

Faceclaim:


Equipment:

Spoiler: Lannister Armour

A handily-crafted set of steel armour woven in the guise of the common Lannister appearance; though the quality could be considered superior to the mass-produced weave adorned by the common footsoldier, as a 4th son of the secondary Lannister branch, a King's attire was hardly affordable or necessary. Though pretty on the eye, this set doesn't compare to that of the regal awe-inspiring armour worn by the Lord of Casterly Rock and his own sons.

Longsword - Basic, unassuming, plain. The longsword holds a fancy crafted pommel forged to resemble a roaring lion, with some sparkling steel to make the metal shine, but the blade is of no better quality than any other soldier's sword.

Treece - A large well-bred war horse, with a coat of chestnut and a deep scar elongated along it's right side. Lancel's loyal companion from the moment he was taught to ride.

Travelpacks - Three bags holstered upon the Horse's saddle, each ladened with food, water and maps of prominent areas that cover much of Westeros.

Profession: The Blade

Gift:
Touched by Magic
R'hllor - Kissed by Fire
For the Night is Dark, and Full of Terrors
When he was 15, a visiting scholar from a cross the sea preaching in Lannisport pulled Lancel's eye, the man was covered in severe burns and completely blind in both eyes, his preaching of a great God of fire, R'hllor, was fascinating - but from across the market, at least 50 feet, this strange blind man stared right at the young teenager, his smile welcoming and almost prophetic. He called Lancel over with a wave, how could Lancel refuse? "The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors," he whispered, and Lancel's blade whispered back, igniting in a deep red hue that burned his scabbard away. He has spent much time researching R'hllor since, and remains indifferent on the religion. In a sense, he could be considered a believer - though hardly a worshipper, all the same his sword can ignite at will. So long as he speaks the words.

Curse:
And Now My Watch Begins
Your character is destined for the Wall. The Red God wills it.

 

[General_warNpeace]

Name:
Relina Snowsnake
Gender:
Female
Age:
19
Kingdom:
North of the wall
Parents:
Arya snow and Ryner Giantsbane
Allies:
Free folk and House stark
Enemy:
Any threat to the free folk with a general waryness of the nightswatch.
Brief History:
After Jon went north of the wall he found himself in an active role leading the remaining free folk along side Tormund. After a few years he took a wife and had two children, a son and daughter. His daughter, named Arya for his sister, went on to marry the grandson of Tormund and they had Relina. Relina grew up with stories of her grandfather's adventures though Jon was always a bit distant as her appearance reminded him to much of Daenery so most of the stories came from second hand accounts or Tormund. Though she never quiet believed Tormund's stories of his polar bear lover or giant mother she adored hearing about the battle against the night king and despised the action's of her great aunt. She decided that she would never fall into the same madness as her dragon riding ancestors and focused on exploring and learning to fight and care for her people instead of trying to rule. Many believe her scales are a curse from the gods for her families actions.
When she was younger some free men who thought the scales were a bad omen kidnapped her and tried to remove the scales with knives and fire before she was rescued. When she was found two of the three men were dead by her hands. They gave her the last name SnowSnake. She was given Ice, who's ancestor was ghost, soon after and began learning to fight from the warriors of her clan and is now one of the best fighters beyond the wall.
Noteworthy Achievements:
She slayed two men when she was twelve and became a spearwife when she was thirteen. The youngest in her clan.
Faceclaim:
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Spoiler: Equipment

Equipment:


outfit

One end is made from metal and the other from dragon glass in honor of the battle with the Night king.

She also carries two daggers and when she travels a bow.
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Like many free folk other then her weapons and furs she travels light with a water skin and some food and herbs.

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Profession:
The Blade
Gift:
Animal companion
Direwolf/wolf mix named Ice

Curse:
Disfigured
Relina was born with silver scales spanning her body and where patches of scales are missing down her back there's scars and burns.​