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Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

Dead. All of them were dead. Or would be anyway...

Valkor scanned the crowd with a practiced eye, one hand on the hilt of his rapier as always. If anyone would bother to look in the direction of the cowled guard at the door, they would find much more than what they expected. But he was a master at diverting attention from himself. A master at disembowling a man where he stood, and then leaving the corpse for the beasts to tear apart and devour.

However, his attention was diverted from scanning the ceremonies for anything out of place when he noticed his current liege-lord glancing at a strange man standing near the back of the room on his right. Sliding his gaze over the crowd again, Valkor made as if to stretch and let his ice-blue eyes rake across this new source of interest. A strange man with white hair and violet eyes. Some sort of diplomat by the looks. Was he trouble?

Letting his arms fall back down to his sides from his feigned stretch, Valkor lowered his head and let his gaze focus on his lord. The man was good at sensing when someone had their eyes on him. All he had to do was nod in his direction, and Valkor would tail the man out of the ceremony.

His sword hand twitched and Valkor spread his feet a little bit further apart as he braced his back against the wall, head lowered even further. To onlookers, it might seem as if he had dozed off. But his gaze remained on Lord Lannister, awaiting orders.

Somewhere outside, he heard the thunder of impatient hooves. The war-cry of a beast untamed, and screaming to be set free.

Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

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Game of Thrones: A Web of Lies

Name: Valkor "The Impaler" Orion

House: Orion (Dead House)

Age: 24

Bio/Story: Valkor was born the bastard son of Lord Orion to a house servant. The woman was harsh on him from the beginning, always telling him that he deserved to be Lord of the House, rather than the one legitimate daughter Lord Orion sired in his lifetime. But Valkor was an observant child, and knew trouble would be on its way to his small home soon. The other Houses did not like them, wanted the rash Lord destroyed and his lands torn asunder to further grow their coffers.

Eventually, the day came where his father challenged the Lord of Baratheon. As of yet that house had been young, but even to Valkor's young eyes he knew the fight would be foolish. Knowing what would come of his father's drunken rage, the boy stole into one of the barns and fled on horseback.

House Orion fell not long after, their words "Look to your Nightmares" lost on the wind, and the bastard son grew to avoid responding to his true name, even though his stark white hair and ice-blue eyes mark him out as an oddity among others.

However, his keen sense of self, and sense of events around him have shaped him into a master mercenary. Now a young man, he works only for the noble houses, and though he does not enjoy doing the Lord's dirty work he hopes to make enough ties within the houses to one day rise in power and regain his old homeland.

Occupation/Rank: Mercenary, Bastard Heir of Orion

Personality: Quiet, Serious, Observant. Valkor is not one to be taken by surprise lightly, and despite the oft offer of a bed and room, he prefers to sleep with his horse in the stables. This is likely due tot he fact that the beast will lash out and attack anyone else who dares get too close.



Appearance: Valkor is a tall man, but relatively slim in build. He is a Lancer, with strong arms, but uses the force of his charging steed to do most of the damage. His only other weapon that he keeps on him is a slim rapier, and his armor consists of battered iron gear with a tattered cape. However, if one were to manage to get into his saddle bags they woudl find a complete second set of polished steel armor with a white fur cape, all etched with the rearing Nightmare of House Orion in blue.

Other: Despite his cold nature Valkor is not without a heart, and has had it used against him before. His horse is also not what many think it is: just a rather angry animal. That anger can be changed into something far more destructive...

KILLABLE (WARNING: DEATH IS FINAL) by others?: YES