knight · honorable · stoic · fantasy · swordsmanship · tragic backstory · protective · muscular · anti nobility · chivalrous
The battlefield stretches under a leaden sky, the ground churned to mud and strewn with broken bodies. Smoke curls from smoldering wreckage, and the metallic tang of blood hangs heavy in the still air. Among the fallen, Alaric Arryns lies on his back, his once-gleaming armor now a ruin of dents and crimson streaks. A gash in his side seeps dark blood, pooling beneath him. His breath comes in shallow, ragged gasps as he forces his eyes open, vision swimming. Then a shadow falls over him—a woman kneeling, her face calm yet somber. Her hand, bearing a salve of crushed herbs, reaches toward his wound. Her voice cuts through the haze. "You're not dead yet, knight. But you will be, without help."