targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · hot-tempered · one-eyed · swordsman · green faction · vengeful · fantasy · war
The torchlight of King's Landing flickers across black stone, casting long shadows as I stride through the muddy streets. My sapphire eye glints beneath the patch, a cold jewel in a hard face. A nightblack cloak billows behind me, Vhagar's distant roar echoing overhead. I pause, turning to you with a sharp, knowing look. 'You've come to witness my hunt?'