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Name: Tiber Lannister
Titles: Lord of Casterly Rock, Warden of the West
Alias: The Lion of Lannister, The Merry Lion, The Deceiver
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Martial Status: Betrothed to Leanna Brax of House Brax
House: House Lannister
Personality:
Though seemingly friendly and courteous, Tiber possessed a hidden strength and intelligence not found in the Lannister Lineage for many generations. This had led to some early speculation of his actual parentage, before his father, Tytos Lannister's surprising death. For those who can looked past Tiber's smile and courteous mannerism, they are treated to a sight fearsome enough to cow even the bravest of warriors. Cunning beyond even men twice or thrice his years, Tiber's opponents, whether they be of the political or military nature, found themselves often two or three steps behind the young man's schemes and plots.
Those who have seen past his veneer often claimed that his lust for power came from an inability to prevent his mother's untimely death. However, unlike the many who sought out and consolidate it, Tiber's very presence radiates power. In fact, the young man seemed to draw men and women of influence within his sphere of influence, seemingly without any effort on his part. In private, he often dons the same veil of friendliness and joking mannerism, but to those he feels strongly about he remained distant.
An average fighter, Tiber's real strength came from his mind and the steel from his heart. Charming when he wants to be, ruthless when he needs to be, Tiber's ability to look ahead and be adaptive to changing situations makes him one of the most dangerous men in Westeros.
Bio:
No one would daresay this at Casterly Rock, but Lord Tytos Lannister left much to be desired when he claimed the Lordship of House Lannister. Weak-willed and indecisive, those sworn banner men under him did as they liked, even going so far as to pressure him towards poor decisions such as betrothing his only daughter off to a third son of some minor house in the Riverlands. Tiber grew up, surrounded by jests of his father and his family. However, where one might expected a brooding and moody teen, they found one of alternating merriment and politeness. Tiber often laughed along with the jest at his father and family's name's expense, and people not realized that beneath the laughter and smiles, the young lion had marked every man and woman who laughed at House Lannister.
The young man kept to himself, even as his father tossed the riches of Casterly Rock to strengthen their enemies. Even when Lord Lannister holed himself up with his whore, and the defense of their stronghold decayed in Tiber's eyes. Even when the Lannister fleet halved in size, with the empty ships being decommissioned for firewood in the winter. Even when Tytos, seeing Tiber's reaction to the world around him, often took out his frustrations on his eldest child, beating him black and blue near every fortnight, if not more. Driven into the arms of his mother, Jeyne Lannister did her best to love and cared for her older son, and in turn taught him to love and care for his siblings more.
However, when Tiber heard Tytos' announcement of his only sister's betroth to some minor house's third son, and the ridicule of his banner men, the young man of eighteen drew his sword and slammed it on to the table where he sat at, and declared that Celena would marry the man over his still warm corpse. His startled father and the angry river lord stormed from the great hall of Casterly Rock, while everyone else stared surprised at the normally carefree Lannister Heir. Tiber, realizing that he may have shown his hand too quickly, stood his ground.
Thus, it was with some suspect that Lord Tytos fell ill soon after, and had died by the next new moon. Of course, people pointed their heads towards the elder son of the former Lord, but none would accuse Tiber without solid proof. Since no one came to testify against Tiber formally, he ascended to his place as the new Lord of House Lannister. The young man immediately canceled the marriage contract between his sister and the Riverlord's son, and called in favors he had worked with behind the scenes, especially from House Brax, who agreed to a marriage alliance with their eldest daughter to Tiber's hand.
When the Lannister forces took the field from Casterly Rock, House Reyne and Tarbeck marshaled their forces and marched to meet the outnumbered Lannister Army. Little did they know that Tiber had been rebuilding the Lannister Fleet behind his father's back, and thus a force landed from the armada and with one savage strike seized the mines and stronghold of Castamere. However, realizing the deception, the armies of under the Red Lions fought a fighting retreat to Tarbeck Hall and reached it in time before the forces from the sea could take the stronghold. Tiber watched as his forces trapped his enemies behind walls of House Tarbeck.
House Tarbeck's seat, fresh with supplies and now troops, prepared themselves for a long siege. Tiber knew however, that with the stability of the Westerlands in jeopardy, he could not afford a long civil war. So Tiber made an offer to one of the knights in House Tarbeck's service, granting nobility in exchange for the heads of every member of House Tarbeck and Reyne. The defector agreed, sneaking into the gatehouse in the middle of the night, slit the guard's throats and opened them wide, allowing Lannister forces to pour through and slaughter the remaining Red Lions and Tarbeck forces within. Under Tiber's orders, he watched every man, woman and child of the two houses executed in front of him and Tarbeck Hall. With the West now pacified, Tiber spent the last few years rebuilding and looking out to the rest of Westeros, viewing the turbulent political landscape beyond the Westerlands.
Other: Charming and humorous, Tiber Lannister wields his personality with every bit of efficiency as his brother does with a steel weapon. He enjoys the company of the opposite sex, having both been to and hosted parties in brothels before. Though most could not tell if he's ever been with a worker from those establishments before. An average fighter, though Tiber's a general, not a warrior like his brother.
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Name: Martyn Lannister
Title: Ser
Alias: The Mountain Lion
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Martial Status: Single
House: House Lannister
Personality:
While his sociable older brother shone in the spotlight, many who meet Martyn never gets so much as a word out of him. Quiet and stoic, many assumed Martyn to be of dim wit due to his lack of input in most social instances, but none dare say so to his face. The young man stood at a size that made many recall the White Bull of Hightower from days gone by, and moved with a speed that defied all reason and logic. One of the knights who trained Martyn remarked that he moved faster than men half his size, and struck as hard as a mountain lion. Thus the name stuck with Martyn, as he never bothered to use or refute it in public. Though some may question his intelligence, none questioned his honor or skill in battle, as unlike many knights, Martyn never resorted to any "questionable tactics" in combat, to the death or otherwise. He doesn't need to.
Winning his first tournament melee at sixteen, Martyn faced off against ten other knights that decided he was the biggest threat still stood after an hour of fighting between 100 knights. The man took down five with his two handed sword, another three with a shield he picked up off an opponent when he was disarmed, and the last two with his hands. Martyn never had a thing for jousting though, and thus abstained from the main competitions most of the time, to his father's disappointment. In private, Martyn is soft spoken and surprisingly gentle, especially with his loved ones. While he respects Tiber, he treats his older brother more as his lord than a blood sibling. Martyn cares more for his sister, often looking out for her even when she doesn't noticed. He's one of the few that know of her secret identity as the Suntear Knight.
Bio:
While Tiber was often abused physically and emotionally by his father, Martyn was Tytos' favorite. Perhaps the man wanted Martyn to grow up to be his enforcer, or was genuinely impressed and proud of the combat capabilities of Martyn. Either way, the feeling of fondness was never reciprocated by the offspring, due to Tytos' poor treatment of his youngest child and only daughter, Celena. As Martyn grew up, he often took care of his sister, looking after her at their mother's request. Any other child might have protested, but out of the three, Martyn was more obedient and Tiber and Celena put together. Even when Celena would throw a fit, Martyn never fought back against her; he became a stoic guardian within her life. Throughout the rest of his childhood and adolescent, Martyn would train for combat every free moment he could, as it was one of the things in the world he truly enjoyed. His father set up an entire team of instructors for him, and Martyn trained to the point where he was at least familiar with every weapon that could be found in Westeros, if not mastering them, with both hands.
When Martyn found out about Celena's betrothal, Tytos lost any chance he might have to gain Martyn's respect. Their sister had protested against the possibility of the marriage many times to their father, only to be rebuked, sometimes even physically, by the Lord of Casterly Rock. It took every ounce of self control for Martyn during those times to not cut down his father then and there, and so when Tiber approached him about the possibility of restoring House Lannister to its rightful place, Martyn agreed without question. In his mind, anything to remove Tytos Lannister from power was a chance worth taking. So when Tiber took the reigns of House Lannister, Martyn, a knight already bloodied in battle by then, stood as his champion.
The two brothers marched on House Reyne and House Tarbeck's forces after Tiber let Martyn know the plan of attack, and while Tiber directed the troops, Martyn took to the front lines. While his services was best served there, Martyn's true goal was to protect his sister, who marched with the arm's forces under the guise of the Suntear Knight, an alias she had taken upon to learn combat and entered tournaments. Martyn had discovered this one day after trailing his suspicious looking sister, but kept his peace due to knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop her, since he would never raised his hand against Celena. In the process of giving aid to her during the battle, the large knight struck down many upon the field, solidifying his "Mountain Lion" reputation.
When the Lannister stormed Tarbeck Hall, Martyn personally cut down Roger "The Red Lion" Reyne, dragged Lord Tarbeck out from his great hall and executed him in front of Tiber, though he walked away before the execution for the rest of the family would take place. He wouldn't have ordered them had he been in command: only the death of the male of fighting age would have been necessary in his opinion. Still Martyn wasn't his brother, and he trusted Tiber to see the big picture and act accordingly, even if it meant doing distasteful things such as this. A few months after the end of the civil war in the Westerlands, Lady Jeyne Lannister fell ill. Her children gathered around her as the Maester diagnosed her with a terminal illness. That was the only day anyone ever saw Martyn shed tears, as he held his dying mother's feeble hand.
He had received an invitation to join the Kingsguard a year later, but declined after consulting with his brother. Tiber requested Martyn to stay within the House, stating the need of House Lannister was greater than the need of the Iron Throne at the moment, but left the ultimate decision to Martyn. Never one to chase fame or fortune, and following his own code of honor (however similar it might be to the one followed by others), he became the first in recent memory to decline the prestigious invitation. This of course did nothing to improve relations between the Warden of the West and the crown, but Tiber assured Martyn that he would handle the situation, after thanking Martyn for accepting his request.
Other: Only a few alive knew this, but Martyn had developed a sort of relationship with the daughter of Casterly Rock's stable master in the past. However, war changed his perception of the world, and the young man came to accept that it would not work. They broke up soon after the civil war in the Westerlands ended, though they still share a bed every once in a while. He's also deceptively fast with his strikes, having trained since he could hold a wooden sword and shield in his hands.
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Name: Celena Lannister
Title: Queen of Love and Beauty, Ser (Unofficially, in alias)
Alias: The Lioness, The Lion Maid, The Suntear Knight
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Martial Status: Single
House: House Lannister
Personality:
Celena, though polite in company, have a fierce independence about her, due to their father's harsh rebuke during her protests, legitimate or otherwise. She resented the idea that women are little more than background decorations, useful in only child-making. Rebellious to a tee in her late father's eyes, Celena's attitude under her polite mannerism did little to distract men from her beauty. Often spoke of as the most beautiful woman to ever come out of the Westerlands, Celena took pride in her appearance, as much as her secret fighting abilities. She often found it most enjoyable when she was in the midst of things, whether that was in the gossip circles of a group of ladies or the melee in a tournament with the brawling knights.
She was quite close to Martyn, as she found his stoic nature made him a perfect listener. She was annoyed with him at first for tailing her and at her mother for asking him to do so, but after seeing him give her the privacy most of the time when she asked, as well as physically beat some accosting men to a pulp, she warmed up to him. Tiber's distant nature kept him at an arms length though, and his willingness to resort to a ruthless and what Celena view as "honor less" nature did nothing to bridge the gap. Still, she had to respect him, as he treated her less as a political tool and more as a human being, unlike the previous Lord Lannister.
Bio:
When her father first spoke of Celena's duties and the possibility of a marriage that she didn't choose, Celena protested about the unfairness of it all. That was also the day her father first struck her, and when she vowed that she would learn to fight and defender her own maidenhood if needed. Sneaking off every time Martyn had training, she watched the brother she trusted more and mimicked the motions of his practice moves, with the assistance of her best friend and first handmaiden, Kylie. After a few nights of sneaking off, one of the instructors caught her and her accomplice red handed. Expecting another punishment from her father, the instructor surprised her by asking her to meet him with her handmaiden the night after. Arriving and expected a trap, Kylie and Celena were both surprised to see the instructor with his wife, both dressed for sparring and holding out equipment. He introduced the duo to her and their training began in earnest.
Ordering some armor and weapon through several different sources under false names, Celena gained a suit custom made armor to covered her feminine figure as well as a light but durable long sword and shield to match. Excited, she entered her first tournament, joining in the melee instead of the main event, as she didn't know how to joust at the time. Against better judgement of course, she painted a sun shedding a single tear on her chest plate and shield, called herself the Suntear Knight, and stepped into the melee pit with 99 other knights competing. What she didn't know was that Martyn was one of them.
After a hard struggle, she stood alongside a few other knights and stared at her older brother with his two handed broadsword. He went through the five that charged at him first almost effortlessly, and only when the sixth man tried to bash him with a shield did he dropped his sword to rip the piece of metal from the other man's arm and smashed the side of the attacker's helmet with it. Before long only she, another knight, and her brother remained. Terrified of getting hurt or hurting her brother, she continued to freeze as unarmed Martyn sidestepped a slash from the other man and tripped the knight backwards, before a well placed punch landed on the back of the knight's helmet, knocking him out. Gathering her courage, Celena charged at Martyn.
Her eyes refocused at the sky a moment later, as she laid her back down among the other fallen knights on the ground. She lifted her sore self enough to see her brother walking away and be greeted as the winner of the melee. What the Lioness didn't know was that when Martyn took her down, he saw her eyes through her visor (his helmet was off by then) and recognized his little sister in the armor. He never confronted her about the incident since. Knowing she would be needed to watch the final rounds of the joust, Celena got up despite what the local Maester treating the wounded said and hurried to where Kylie waited.
A few moments later, a bruised (though thankfully nowhere that wasn't covered by her dress) and sore Celena cleaned up herself and done her hair in a simple style sat down in the stands with Kylie's assistance, and they watched as another knight got unseated from his horse by a well placed lance strike. Bored and reviewing the events earlier in the day, the seemingly sudden roar of cheering around her startled Celena out of her thoughts. The final joust was over, and the victor walked up to be awarded.
Paying only half attention, Celena clapped, not noticing the collective intake of breath by the female population of the area as the handsome young knight rode over until he was directly in front of her and asked her permission to place the crown of flowers upon her head. She smiled politely before kneeling slightly, allowing the knight to place the wreath of flowers on her and then shouting loudly to the audience that Celena Lannister was the Queen of Love and Beauty of this tourney, and Celena couldn't help but blush. She didn't managed to catch the name or coat of arms on the knight's shield, but from the incoherent babble of Kylie found out later that he was Trevir Arryn of House Arryn. Thankful, Celena waited until Kylie finally calmed down to hold a proper conversation, thinking he would begin courting her soon enough.
Then a series of events happened so quickly Celena never got a chance to process everything. First was her betrothal to some whelp from the Riverlands, to which Tiber surprisingly stood up for her. Then her father passed, and though she felt guilty, she didn't feel near bad enough to actually bring herself to mourn for the man. Before she knew it, she had snuck off along with Tiber and Martyn's force and was fighting in the Westerlands in a civil war of sort. Her first battle had been a rough one, as the shock of actually taking a man's life rocked her for two sleepless nights and days. When she recovered, they were surrounding Tarbeck Hall and held it under siege. The Tarbecks and the Reynes were crushed when the gates opened, and Celena watched with disgust as her elder brother ordered the slaughter of the entire house. Seizing their seats and reconstructing the trades and infrastructure of the Westerlands, she would oft feel her ire against Tiber for his actions, though she kept her mouth shut about it, knowing that her ruse would be shown should they question on how she attained the knowledge of the executions.
Other: Though her logical mind and experiences told her that it was impossible, Celena still had child like fantasies of finding "the one man" of her dreams and settling down with him. Still, due to the experiences she had with her father, she has her heart well guarded after, often treating would be suitors coolly as she regarded them with what she would considered "an objective view." An above average fighter, Celena can hold her hold and even beat a good majority of knights in single combat, utilizing her speed for the lack of strength in a contest. She also carries a few hidden dagger on her persons at all times, tucked away on her body and in her clothes.
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Name: Rowan Tarly
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Titles: Heir of House Tarly, Ser
Alias: The Fair Tarly
Marital Status: Single
Personality:
Rowan Tarly has a rather naive view about the world, at least outside of the martial experience. His father, the current Lord Helyon Tarly, is renouned for his discipline and martial prowess, while his mother, a gentle lady from the House of Merryweather, is a soft spoken women, as typical as the image of a "Southern Lady" to most people. While Helyon has done much to groom Rowan as a knight and a man of marital prowess, he did not have time to teach Tarly of the skills needed to maneuver within the battlefields of politics. As such, in the isolation of the barracks, training pits, jousting lines and archery ranges of Horn Hill, Rowan grew to think similarly about knights, kings, dragons and other such things as a child or a foreigner of Westeros would.
To Rowan, knights were supposed to uphold honor and defend the helpless. Certainly it was what his father taught to him, and what he enforced within the ranks of the multitude of swords of House Tarly. Dragons were either monsters that hoarded gold or women and needed to be slain, or servants of House Targaryen and the crown. Ladies were to be respected as they were fragile things and properly protected (as Rowan only had his mother and little sisters to learn from). Lords and Ladies of the Houses should look after and care for their subjects' well being. The few times other nobles would visit Horn Hill, Rowan would either be deployed on long range patrols on the Red Mountains or still recovering from his injuries, and thus never had any real exposures to court intrigue before.
One of, if not the, strongest bannermen of House Tyrell, House Tarly's military forces are substantial to say the least. Understanding this, Rowan studied everything from leading troops in battle and marching formations to logistic supply routes and espionage and covert strike force. He just has this childlike innocence about the cruel world in general. If something he sees that contradicts what he thought should happen, Rowan would become very confused at them, not necessarily understanding what's going on but seek out knowledge to explain the phenomenon. He does have on pet peeve though: Despite having been in fights to the death before, he had not sustained severe injuries on his body, and his handsome face often became the subject of jokes from men that assumed him "soft." Even after winning challenge duels against countless of them, the name of Fair Tarly stuck on his persons, much to Rowan's annoyance.
Biography:
The first of three sons and a daughter by Helyon Tarly and Mariette Tarly nee Merryweather, Rowan was the only child to have been conceived by his father before the infamous "Weasel Purge," when the inhuman crimes of Lord Lonnel Osgrey of House Osgrey was discovered by an escaped slave. The House at Leafy Lake had taken up kidnapping and forming a human trafficking ring to Essos Slavers, along with using the kidnapped as "entertainment" for foreigners and house guests. Among which was Helyon's own little sister, Katleen. With the blessings of the Crown, House Tyrell ordered the arrest and imprisonment of all of House Osgrey forces. Unfortunately for those orders, Helyon had received news of his sister first, and the young lord rode with his full strength against Leafy Lake.
Helyon never spoke of what had happened or what he found when he got there, but rumored had it that Katleen was near catatonic when they found her, raped repeatedly and carrying a undoubtedly bastard child within her. When Helyon ordered a maester to come Katleen suddenly got up from her tower cell and threw herself out of a nearby window. What was known for certain was that the fires that came from Leafy Lake could be seen for miles by the Tyrell forces following the vanguard strike, and when they got there the former seat of power for House Osgrey had been leveled, brick by brick, with no stone unturn, and every living soul of the place sent to the Stranger.
This of course did nothing to smooth the turbulent history in the relations between House Tarly and Tyrell, who had often struggled for the control of the Reach, overt or otherwise. Unhappy with having their order ignored, the leader of the Tyrell forces dismissed House Tarly's forces, along with their Lord. Mariette would later recall that the only thing that kept Helyon sane was the look of his happy son when he returned to Horn Hill. From then on, Helyon always took the time to teach each of his offspring how to defend themselves, and fight to the death, especially his daughter when she was born. Rowan had the responsibility of being a son, the eldest son of a lord, an older brother to two brothers and a sister as well as a warrior saddled on him, and he bore all of it happily. His father taught him to be a good man, and Rowan would do no less to make his father proud, studying and practicing hard.
Rowan was no Mountain Lion of Casterly Rock, or White Falcon of the Eyrie, but he could hold his own against most opponents. He was actually in the tourney where the White Falcon won the main competition and the Martyn Lannister won the melee, and lasted long enough in the melee to make his father proud. Later that day he would have to kill his first man in an honor duel for calling him a "sackless milkboy." After putting up a happy and valiant face to his father and the other bannermen around congratulating him, when they departed Rowan vomited outside of his tent, and caught the attention of his mother. Only Mariette and Rowan knew that the young man cried himself to sleep that night. Over time, the young man became dulled to the act to taking lives with his hands, having to regularly root out bandits hiding in the Red Mountains. Still often when he goes to bed at night, Rowan can see the faces of nearly every man he had slain.
With the Coronation Party happening, Rowan and his parents left Horn Hill to the stewardship of his younger brother, Oswen, the next in line and rode with a band of guards to join the Tyrell convoy up the Roseroad to King's Landing.
Other: Rowan, while inexperienced in politics, is an excellent commander and fighter, having bested many hedge knights that stopped by Horn Hill for a quick job or long term employment under House Tarly. Outside of training however, he has only a basic grasp on social etiquette from a theoretical point of view, and practically no knowledge over the political landscape of Westeros. He has slept with a girl before, one had he fully intent on marrying. However, upon his parent's discovery and the fact she was a lowborn, he was sent back to training and the girl away. This was one of the instances where Rowan had been very confused by his parents actions, as they often told him that his wife should be someone he cared for and treasured, and supported him. To Rowan, the girl had fitted all of those qualifications, but later deferred to his parents wishes after discovering about highborn and lowborn differences.
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Name: Nagito Nasurumi
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Nicknames / Titles: Whispering Wind, The Second Death, The Beggar Swordsman.
Marital Status: Voluntary Celibacy
Personality:
Nagito, at first glance by anyone, is a poor, dirty vagabond. His hair is unkempt and wild, his clothes are either tattered, old, dirty, or all of the above. While it allows his opponent to underestimate him until he strikes, it's also unintentional on the most part. Nagito just usually don't have enough money to feed and lodge himself as well as pay for a bath, though sometimes he does dirty himself before a battle so that a particular arrogant opponent would underestimate him. Unlike nearly everyone from his homeland, he couldn't care less about tradition or "the proper way of fighting." Instead he has made himself extremely flexible in how to approach different opponents, willing to adapt and adopt tactics not generally thought of by fighters around.
Very observant of the individual opponent, this observation does not translate to the "bigger picture" to Nagito. He has no interest in the schemes of politics, nor does he study in order to maneuver armies and win wars and nations. Nagito's only concern regards to his opponent(s) directly around him, and nothing else but the battle of the moment. In preparing his mind and body to counter a particular opponent however, he is peerless. Nagito's speed is said to be so fast, one could not see him as he moved with his weapon, and that when he trains in the rain, his sword slices through individual raindrops as they fall, keeping the area directly under him dry.
A quiet man even by nature, to anyone not speaking Yi Tish, Nagito might as well be mute, using his body gestures to communicate with others mostly.
Biography:
Nagito Nasurumi was born in Yi Ti, in a small fishing village. At the place, the only place of note was a small swordsmen school within the village. The master of school wasn't even the best within the nation, but did study (supposedly) under the legendary swordsman, Satoshi Miyamo, the Sword of the Wind. Nagito's introvert personality as well as his lack of interest in socialization led him to be ostracized by others of his age, and so spent all of his disposable time training his mind, body and soul to becoming a swordsman. Under this master, Nagito gained the basics of swordsmanship within the general style in Yi Ti, and after defeating his master in battle, went off to travel around the nation, challenging other masters to duels and won every single one of them, especially after studying the styles of the opposing masters and adapting impromptu techniques to defeat each opponent specifically.
Rumor has it that Nagito couldn't afford to wash before reaching his first destination, a school three days distance from his home town. As such, the students and even the master of the school laughed and mocked him, ultimately underestimating the dirty young man until he handily defeated all of them, including the headmaster of the school. Since people say that Nagito abstain from baths and cleanliness since to throw his opponents off. This isn't true of course, but Nagito never correct them. The local lords kept their distance whenever he arrived at a local region, due to his appearance. After traveling for a bit and defeating every master he could find, the veteran finally found the one man he looked for: Satoshi Miyamo. The God-Emperor, still having some influence at that time, forbid the duel, wanting to keep both men within his forces.
Alas, neither men acknowledge the order, knowing that in order to test their own limitation, one must win, and the other must fall. The two warriors met at sunset at the countryside near the coastal capital of Yi Ti, and there drew their swords against each other. Witnesses said that both Nasurumi and Miyamo made a single cut each, crossing each other at speeds faster than the blink of an eye. A deep cut opened on Nagito's cheek, but it was Miyamo that fell to the ground, dead from a laceration that stretched from his shoulder to his hip. Outraged, the God-Emperor ordered Nasurumi's execution, and that he may keep his honor by ritual suicide. When the ruler's messenger and headsmen reached Nagito, he became the first to do what he did in fact of an edict made by what many people considered a god: he spat on the ground and killed his would be executors.
The veteran left Yi Ti shortly after that, traveling to the Qarth, where he begged for money mostly. However, he occasionally took jobs as a sell sword, hunting down a notorious pirate preying off the merchant commerce reaching the city, Seranos the Scoundrel. Instead of merely paying him and being grateful however, the powers that be thought the Beggar Swordsmen to be a threat, having such skills as to quickly cut through the Seranos' guards and ending the man's life before most could react on the pirate fleet's capital ship. As such, they sent several Sorrowful Men after the unkempt warrior begging for spare money at one of Qarth's street corners. All were killed.
Nagito's legend spread since then, rumor having that he had three Faceless Men within his kill tally, along with a dozen or so Sorrowful Men and even, as the more liberal of the rumors had it, a Shadow Assassin and a Shadowbender from Asshai. He became known as "the Second Death" to have come out from the Jade Sea, which in context shocks many, while other scoff at the theatrical name, as "the First Death" was a plague that came from trade in that region and killed many in Essos, even reaching as far as Westeros itself (though much of the Western Continent was spared). Those who have seen Nagito in action called him "the Whispering Wind," as only those who were already dead could not hear the sword as it cuts through the air. However, despite the widespread rumors, not many actually knows what the man looks like. Some expressed that he is a well kept and eloquent gentlemen, who only draws his sword to defend maiden's honor, while others argued that he is clad in strange armor that gives him the visage of a demon. In truth, aside from his tatter looking swords and a walking stick as well as his Yi Ti physiology, one would be hard-pressed to differentiate Nagito from any street side beggar.
No one can say what drives the Beggar Swordsman forward, but he does search for a "dragon spawn." He had heard a prophecy made about him that said this person would have what he searched for, despite Nagito not even knowing what that might be. Now he travels throughout Essos, begging his way to the next city, town or village, in order to find and pledge his sword to said man or woman of this description.
Other: Nagito rarely speaks, and when he does is in Yi Tish. He doesn't know any other languages, but can read people's body languages and expressions well enough to nearly always get their intentions and spot next moves. He carries a katana and a wakizashi on his waist. While both looked old and tattered on their sheath, but are actually made with what look like Valyrian steel and very well maintained. He also uses a bo staff made of soft, malleable wood as a walking staff. He does not wear any armor outside of his old Yi Ti warrior garb.
"My sword cuts through the illusions, and shows me the truth." -Nagito Nasurumi.
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