[b]The Eastern Wolves[/b] [b]Description[/b] The Eastern Wolves is one of the many free companies of Essos, an amalgamated mass of sellswords drawn from all four corners of the eastern continent. It was, in the past, among the strongest and most sought after companies in Essos, but after decades of decline its numbers have fallen below seven hundred infantry, and they cannot man and maintain more than a handful of ships. The Eastern Wolves is, primarily, a company of infantrymen, though it boasts a small complement of mounted warriors. The vast bulk of its force, some five hundred men, is a motley assortment of Volantene sellswords, Qohorik and Norvoshi axemen, and Dornish-trained spearmen, to name only a few examples of its eclectic composition. A smaller contingent of the infantry is represented in the form of exactly seventy-two legionnaires of New Ghis, heavily armed, armored, and well-trained soldiers. The company is further supported by an approximate three score crossbowmen and a score of mounted warriors, the latter of which are armed, armored, and trained in the fashion of Westerosi knights. Finally, the Wolves are supported by a fleet of seven ships, capable of ferrying the entire force over the open sea. Four of these are dedicated transports, while the remaining three are swift Myrish war galleys. The Eastern Wolves fly a crimson wolf rampant on a field of gold, and are commanded by Elenei of Lys, its first female captain in nearly two hundred years of existence. [hider=Principal Members] [b]Name:[/b] Elenei of Lys [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Description[/b] The blood of Valyria is strong in the Lyseni, and Elenei is the image of her heritage. She is tall, slender, and fair, with long, silver-blonde hair and shadowy blue eyes tinged with dusky hints of violet. She is enchantingly beautiful, and she wields the weapon of her sex as deftly as either her spear or sword. She is lean, lithe, and surprisingly strong. She wears rich silks off and soft leather armor on the battlefield, and arms herself with a bravo’s blade, a crossbow, and a spear, and is competent in the use of all three. As can be inferred, Elenei is an unusual woman. She rose to her position as captain of the Eastern Wolves not by birthright or legacy, but by her cunning, will, and leadership. She is intelligent, cunning, and ambitious, a natural leader and defiant in the face of cultural norms. [b]Biography[/b] Elenei of Lys, captain of the Eastern Wolves, was a whore before she was a soldier. Born into slavery and raised in a Lyseni pleasure house, Elenei had the dubious fortune of being purchased by the captain of the Eastern Wolves. She served as his personal companion, and during the years she spent with the free company she learned to read, write, and, perhaps most importantly, to fight and command. This served to catapult her from slavery to freedom during a brief but violent conflict in the Disputed Lands between Tyrosh and Lys. The Eastern Wolves were broken in a bloody battle and splintered into several factions upon the death of their captain. Elenei seized the opportunity to take the place of the fallen captain and came to leadership within one of the factions. Over the course of several months she reunited the disparate Wolves and established herself as a respected sellsword, and has since led the Eastern Wolves in conflicts across Essos. [center][b]-[/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Dazrak zo Pahl [b]Age:[/b] 38 [b]Description[/b] The noble Dazrak zo Pahl of Meereen is a hawkish man, featuring a knifelike face, dark skin, oily black hair, and muddy brown eyes. He maintains a small, pointed beard on his chin. He wears heavy plate armor, and sheaths a long, curved arakh at his side. Dazrak is a cold, cruel man, and reputed for his treachery and untrustworthiness. Even so, he is a skilled warrior and an even better commander, and serves as among Elenei’s chief lieutenants. He has a fondness of slavery, and maintains a personal guard of former Meereenese pit fighters. [b]Biography[/b] Dazrak zo Pahl was the second son of a third son of a third son, thereby drawing a rather short straw in the game of luck that is inheritance. Left little by his father and forebears, it fell to the man to carve out his own place in the world. He attempted this by joining an uprising against the standing rule in New Ghis, a civil war which turned legion against legion. He allied himself with the wrong side, however, and upon the defeat of the rebels those who stood against New Ghis melted away into the mercenary fabric of the Essosi free companies. Dazrak and his seventy-two Ghiscari legionnaires, former rebels fleeing justice, have sold their spears and swords across Essos, and have most recently joined Elenei of Lys and the Eastern Wolves. [/hider] [b]House Wrynne[/b] [b]Description[/b] The surname “Wrynne” is a corruption of “Reyne,” as per the distant blood relation between the house and the lords of Castamere. The Wrynnes, who controlled no more than a squat tower on the coast of the Sunset Sea during their heyday, have been extinct west of the narrow sea for over a century. A son of the house, however, kept the line alive in Essos, specifically Lys. There, the Wrynnes survived, and even thrived in some small way. Today, the name is carried on by a single heir, an enigmatic vagabond by the name of Criston Wrynne. The coat of arms of House Wrynne is an argent lion, rampant regardant, on a sable field. [hider=Principal Members] [b]Name:[/b] Criston Wrynne [b]Age:[/b] 29 [b]Description[/b] Both the blood of the Westerlands and the Freehold run strong in Criston Wrynne’s veins, courtesy of his mixed Westerosi and Lyseni heritage. His eyes are a lush green, and his hair a pale, silvery gold. He is fair of skin, though tan from years of exposure on the deck of his galley. He has sharp, aquiline features, and is comely of face and body. He garbs himself in black and silver cloth, the colors of his house, and in battle armors himself in chainmail and a black laquered breastplate damasked with the silver lion of House Wrynne. He sheaths an unnamed, Valyrian steel bastard sword at his hip. The nameless blade has a grip of ebony inlaid with weirwood and alternating white and black pearls. Criston is an enigmatic figure, a traveler, trader, and corsair who surrounds himself with priests and prophets. He is a liar, an orator, a lord without a domain, and a soldier of fortune. He is a skilled commander as well, having captained his ship from the waters of the narrow sea to Asshai by the Shadow. He is reserved, revealing little information concerning himself or his motives and goals even to those who know him well, but those who have accompanied him know him to be cool, calculating, and stalwart in his convictions. [b]Biography[/b] Criston was born in Lys, the only son to the heir of House Wrynne. He learned to fight and sail, and served with sellsails and free companies as a sellsword. He gained the command of his own ship, the [i]Eclipse[/i], some years ago, a galley such as those captained by the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles, and has since traveled with his crew. The assortment of sellswords and pirates has served him well, and they have journeyed across the vast expanse of the world. He and his crew claim to have sailed the Smoking Sea, and to have walked the ruins of Valyria. Though doubtful, the nameless Valyrian steel sword he claims to have recovered from the downfallen Freehold is undeniably real. Criston developed a strong interest in religion and magic over the years of his travel, and hosts a handful of priests and self-proclaimed wizards aboard his ship. Of these, a red priestess of Volantis has proved his closest companion. Under her tutelage he has learned to look into the fires, and when he last peered into the flames she showed him dragonfire. He set sail for Lys, and then Dragonstone. [/hider]