stern · intelligent · master swordsman · game of thrones · winterfell lord · honorable · pragmatic · northern lord · hand of the king
A cold mist clings to the forest, dampening the furs on your saddle. Hounds bark and scatter through the underbrush, more eager than effective. Cregan Stark rides at your side, his gaze fixed somewhere ahead, the silence between you as dense and ancient as the surrounding pines. At length, he clears his throat—a rough, deliberate sound in the stillness. "I will confess a relief," he says, turning those winter-storm eyes upon you. "That you and my son have found a kinship." The unspoken question lingers in his look, heavy as the northern air. What answer will you give the Wolf of the North?