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Title: Lord of Ashemark
Age: 62 (born 240 AC)
Spouse: None
Children: Addam (born 264 AC)
Traits (10 points):
Resilience +2
Charisma +2
Intelligence +3
Authority +3
Core Trait: Ruthless and Humble
Heritage: Andal (+1 to cavalry combat rolls)
Birthsign: The King's Crown (+1 Authority)
Bloodlines: Noble Blood (Increase to personal combat (+1))

Damon Marbrand is the Lord of Ashemark, and one of the most prominent lords in the Westerlands. His once fiery hair has turned white, and he steadily feels the burden of old age weigh on his once strong body. Though his body growing old, his mind is still as clear as it was in his youth. The word of Lord Marbrand commands respect in the West, whose advice was regularly heeded by the Lord Tywin Lannister himself. As a young knight he fought alongside Tywin against the Reyne-Tarbeck rebellion, and would go on to loyally serve the Old Lion and his house for the next 40 years.

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Title: Ser, Heir of Ashemark
Age: 38 (born 264 AC)
Spouse: None
Children: None
Traits (10 points):
Resilience +4
Charisma +2
Intelligence +2
Authority +2
Core Trait: Ruthless and Bold 
Heritage: Andal (+1 to cavalry combat rolls)
Birthsign: The Stallion (+10% army speed, +1 to battle rolls when commanding cavalry)
Bloodlines: Noble Blood (Increase to personal combat (+1))

Ser Addam Marbrand is a knight of House Marbrand and the son and heir of Lord Damon Marbrand of Ashemark. He is one of the chief knights in the service of Tywin Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock. Addam is rangy, with shoulder-length dark copper hair. He wears burnished bronzed armor, and the burning tree of the Marbrands is etched upon his breastplate, usually paired with a smoke grey cloak. In battle he rides a spirited red courser barded with bronze-colored trappings emblazoned with the burning tree.
Gallant and charming, Addam is an excellent horseman and swordfighter. He is described as a daring commander whom others would willingly follow into battle. Addam is a trusted friend ofJaime Lannister, having been childhood friends when Addam was a page at Casterly Rock.

At the start of the War of the Five Kings, Addam commanded Tywin Lannister's outriders in the Riverlands, raiding the area and harassing the riverlords' forces. At the Battle of the Green Fork he commanded Tywin's right wing, showing his prowess as a cavalry commander. He was the voice for bold and daring attacks against Robb Stark during Lannister war councils, discouraging any talks of peace. While repelled three times during the Battle of the Fords, Addam distinguishes himself in the defense of King's Landing during the Battle of the Blackwater.

For his exemplary service and leadership, Addam is made Commander of the City Watch of King's Landing. When Jaime Lannister returns to King's Landing, the two childhood friends practice sword fighting so Jaime can learn to fight with his left hand. He joins Jaime's mission to retrieve prisoners at Harrenhal and to resolve the siege of Riverrun, happy to once again command the outriders.

Born 284 AC

Titles: Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms (in pretense, by right of birth), Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea (by right of marriage, by her own right), Queen of Mereen (by right of conquest).

Status: Married, to Hizdahr zo Loraq. Formerly, widow of Khal Drogo (d. 298 AC)
Children: Rhaego (born and died 298 AC), Drogon (b. 298 AC), Rhaegal (b. 298 AC), Viserion (b. 298 AC)

Traits (10+2):
Resilience: 3 
Charisma: 3 (+1)
Intelligence: 2
Authority: 4 (+1)

Heritage: Valyrian.
Core Trait: Bold, Ruthless.
Birthsign: King’s Crown (+1 Authority).
Bloodline: Dragon’s Blood.

Biography:

“Daenerys Targaryen is no maid, however. She is the widow of a Dothraki khal, a mother of dragons and a sacker of cities, Aegon the Conqueror with teats”
-Tyrion Lannister.

The last of the Targaryens was born amidst a raging storm, in Dragonstone, ancestral hall of her line. Her mother, Queen Rhaella –sister wife to king Aerys II the Mad-, died shortly after labour, her life –like many others- claimed by fevers caused by a hard delivery of the child she carried. However, the queen, with her last strength, named the child, Daenerys; a princess without a kingdom. Exiled, she and her brother, Viserys –last male heir of their house-, made their abode for years in Braavos, with ser Willem Darry, but, sickly and ailing, he soon died, leaving the orphans destitute. After that they wandered across all Free Cities, selling whatever treasures they still had, including their mother’s crown. They were glorified beggars.

Daenerys’ life changed when she was sold to Khal Drogo, like a mare to be mounted by a stallion: wed in Pentos, she was given three dragon eggs, a silver filly and three handmaidens. She was soon pregnant of a male heir, one that would be Khal of Khals and rule the world, as was prophesised by the Dosh Khaleen. Viserys hoped to gain the throne through the swords, bows and spears of the fearsome Dothraki, but he had none of it. Ever the fool, impatient and driven by anger he defied custom and threatened Drogo and Daenerys’ unborn child in Vaes Dothrak, where weapons were not allowed: he subsequently was put to death by the Khal, pouring molten gold over his head. Dany did not fret, he must not have a been a dragon, because dragon don’t burn. Alas, a menial wound Drogo incurred while battling a rival khal festered and he died, burning from within. Desperate, with a queer resolution in her broken heart, the khaalesi erected a pyre for her husband, her stillborn child and the maegi that had killed both. Powerful magic was at work that night, for she entered the burning pyre and emerged naked, three dragon hatchlings suckling the milk of her swollen breasts: Drogon, Rhaegal and Viserion, named after her lost husband, and brothers. She was not to join the Dosh Khaleen at Vaes Dothrak, but conquer realms as her forebear Aegon Targaryen did once.

A crimson comet appeared on the sky, a bloody wound across the firmament signalling the arrival of a new era, one to be dominated by fate and a figure larger than life, Daenerys herself, mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, head of House Targaryen, rightful Lady of the Seven Kingdoms. Yet, she only counted with a handful Dothrakis, a meagre khalasar, most of them old or green –save for her bloodriders-, the brave and –apparently- loyal ser Jorah Mormont, a Westerosi knight. They crossed the burning sands and plains of salt until destiny brought them to the Empress of All Cities, Qarth the Great. There she was courted by merchant princes of all kinds, paramount among them Xaro Xhoan Daxos. But, she would have none of it. Seeking knowledge, she ventured into the House of the Undying, whom she slayed with the help of Drogon, not before seeing visions of past and future.

Soon, two men, by the name of Arstan Whitebeard and Belwas the Strong, came into Qarth, with ships from Illyrio Mopatis, magister of Pentos and one time host to Dany and her regal brother. They were to leave to the Free City, where Aegon and the Golden Company awaited. But, to go West one must go East first: she went to Astapor, to gain an army of enslaved soldiers. However, fate has strings stronger than steel, Daenerys got dragged into the mud of politics in the Bay of Slaves, her determination to erase the stain of slavery from the face of the world unwavering. She trod the cities of the slavers to dust beneath her dainty sandaled feet, conquering Astapor and slaughter the masters, dominating Yunkai and demanding its obedience and, finally, seizing the magnificent city of Mereen.

Allies and enemies both she made during those uncertain times: Arstan happened to be Barristan Selmy, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, Brown Ben Plumm and Daario Naharis pledged their sellswords to her –the later also his company in bed-, the shavepates had her as their queen and, on the other hand, all the slavers in the Bay swore to kill her and regain full power over the region. Nevertheless, undeterred, she made her abode in Mereen, a city like none other, trying to rule over an ilk of men and women who detested her and plotted behind her back, members of the Sons of the Harpy, a secret order destined to set amends to the situation in the Slaver’s Bay. Many events unfolded in those months, including the exile of Ser Jorah, who had sold her to Robert Baratheon when she was still the child-bride of Khal Drogo, and who –regret notwithstanding- had to bear the shame of his betrayal.

The queen started to be known as the most beautiful and fairest woman in the known world, clearly taken by her dashing appearance inherited by her sire and mother, both of the blood of the dragon. Young, very young, almost nubile, she nevertheless had the mind of a queen and the instinct of a predator. A true dragon, she was not to be dominated by lesser men and inferior women, that could not contest with her, that had rose from nothing to become the Unburnt, the Mother of Dragons. She believes herself to be destined to rule, a saviour, a and chosen heralded ruler. Aegon returned, three dragons in her thrall, one black as death and night, one green like the grass in spring, one white like dried bone and ivory.

Daenerys was far too strong and determined, driven even, to be daunted by rebellious subjects and intended to remain their queen, which led to her wedding –out of duty, not passion, as she had taken Daario Naharis to bed- to Hizdahr zo Loraq, fourteenth of his name and head to one of the most noble houses of Mereen, with the blood of Old Ghis running thick in his veins. However, during their wedding festivities, an attempt on her life was made and the queen had to fly away on Drogon’s back, becoming a dragonrider like the Targaryen of old. The city fell into chaos with the queen gone and the Hand and regent, Barristan Selmy, had to face a tremendous siege by the masters of the Yellow city of Yunkai and the restored slavers of the red city of Astapor, united their forces with the Volantene and the powerful legions of New Ghis. She was carried by her dragon to the sea of grass, well beyond the borders of Mereen, when Dany was, yet again, found by her inexorable fate, in the shape of Khal Jhaqo, a man she once swore to destroy.

And a womb was again flowering in a sea of grass. Unknowingly, the blood curse and prophecy of Mirri Maz Duur had come true and her body awoke, even if she thought herself barren and crippled by the Lazhareen maegi, unable to bear children. The sun rose in the west and set in the east. The seas went dry and the mountains blew in the wind like leaves. Her womb could then quicken again and deliver a child. However, her offspring would not be any longer the one destined to mount the world, she was, riding a black winged death. Soon, not only the slavers would tremble, but the very foundations of the land would be shaken when the Queen of Queens reached west to claim her inheritance, her throne, her kingdoms, that were rightfully hers by birth right.

The wheel would break or burn to cinders.

Resilience - 2
Charisma - 3
Intelligence - 3
Authority - 2

Cynic, Cautious

Andal: You are descended from those men of Andalos that came in their longships and conquered the southern kingdoms. Usually fair haired and bright eyed, they make up the majority of the population of the southern kingdoms. Andals excel at mounted warfare and are devout followers of the Faith of the Seven. +1 to cavalry combat rolls.

Noble Blood: You are descended from nobility, with your ancestors having carved out a domain for themselves as the loyal servant of a kingdom great or small. Though you have no royal blood, you can still rightfully boast the strength of your lineage. Increase to personal combat (+1)

Birthsign:
The Crone’s Lantern: Born under the Crone’s Lantern, you are marked as a bearer of wisdom and knowledge. +1 Intelligence.

Rodrik Harlaw

The Reader

Born 249 AC
Status: widowed, to Lysanne Lynderly (died in childbirth, 273 AC).
Children: Two sons, both died in 289 AC, during Greyjoy’s Rebellion.
Titles: Harlaw of Harlaw, Lord of Harlaw, Lord of Ten Towers.

Traits (10+1):
Resilience: 2
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 6 (+1)
Authority: 2

Heritage: Ironborn.
Core Trait: Cautious, Humble.
Birthsign: Crone’s Lantern (+1 Intelligence).
Bloodline: Noble Blood.

Biography:

Rodrik is the Lord of Harlaw, the most densely populated and wealthiest isle in the archipelago the Ironborn call home –which is not much by everywhere else’s standards-. He has been lord of Harlaw and Ten Towers for more two decades now, to the chagrin of his eldest sister, Gwynesse, a manly bold thing for a woman that always rued the day the lordship passed to her bookish weakling of a brother. Rodrik is called The Reader for a reason, he lives within books and old tomes, piled in the thousands in what probably is one of the largest libraries in Westeros. Never was too successful in anything, oppressed by a lifestyle that did not suit him among kinsmen and countrymen that did not particularly like him or stand his ways, thus, he poured himself into books, finding solace in what others wrote, particularly in the History of the world and its many customs, some of which are queer and foreign, unheard of for many Westerosi, cultured and illiterate alike. Harlaw does not reave, he does not take salt wives, he does not finger dance. He reads, he knows enough to forge a score of links at the Citadel and, probably, would have been happier there if his father had another son to inherit his castle. In his youth he sailed far and wide, but since he inherited Ten Towers he remained in there.

Rodrik the Reader is a humble, content man, without ambition or aspirations beyond reading, accumulating more books and having a modest and tranquil life, without much hustle. He did marry a woman, out of duty, and once he sired two sons in her Rodrik lost interest, preferring other companies and other pursuits rather than his lawful wife, who was a disagreeable member of house Sunderly. The tranquillity of mind of Lord Harlaw was disturbed by his in-laws, the Greyjoy, for Balon was his brother by marriage. The said Lord Reaver of Pyke decided to rebel against none other but Robert Baratheon and everyone paid the price: Rodrik lost his sons, a good part of his will to live or do anything and a score of ambitious kinsmen pestering him about his inheritance. He grew to love dearly his niece, Asha, whom he offered Ten Towers after his passing, adopting her as heiress, while the lordship would pass to his cousin Harras, if she were not to risk her neck in the Kingsmoot. Alas, she had wed an axe and was as driven as all her kindred, but lose her bid against none but Euron Crow’s Eye. But, with the cruel man dead in Oldtown nothing keeps Asha from claiming Pyke and the Seastone Chair.