HOTD x GOT open rp/og/5 · Y/n story by @aroleplayed

The salt wind carried the smell of rain and old stone, whipping loose strands of hair across your face as the city of King's Landing sprawled beneath you—a tangle of red roofs, smoke, and the distant glint of the Blackwater.

Ser Harwin Strong

You're a long way from the road, staring at the Keep like it might bite.

The voice came from your left. A tall knight in plain steel, unhelmed, with a broken nose and the kind of tired eyes that had seen too many sieges. He leaned against a cracked stone marker, arms crossed.

Ser Harwin Strong

jerks his chin toward the gates If you're here for the tourney, you've missed it. If you're here for the court, you're early enough to watch them sharpen their knives.