Game Of Thrones RP (SPOILERS)

Okay! Now we just need a plot...

Name: Gregor Moorland

Gender: Male

House: Man-at-arms for House Cutler

Alleigance: None

Age: 46

Religion: Old Gods

Birthplace: Small village on the Stony Shore

Hair colour: White

Hair style: Shoulder length, with widow's peak,

Facial Hair: Bushy mutton chops

Eye colour: Grey

Height: 6"4"

Distinguishing Features: Torso and arms covered in scars, no little finger on right hand (lost it as a child while learning to butcher a cow with his father)

Build: Thickset, muscled

Armour/Clothing: Brown trousers, dark green jerkin, boiled leather overcoat with the Cutler insignia on the chest, iron gauntlets, iron kettle helmet

Weaponry: Black iron battleaxe (two handed, single-headed axe), one handed wood-axe, dagger

Equipment: Pack, some food and wine

Horse: No horse

Skills: Fighting, some skills as a butcher

Personality: Loud, good natured, likes fighting

History: Gregor was born in a small village on the Stony Shore, to a butcher and his wife. He was kept because it was obvious he would grow to be a very big and very strong. He spent his childhood playing in the village with the other children, and working in his father's shop. This was not enough for him, however. He liked fighting too much, and any games he was involved in always got rough.

His father got tired of constant complaints from other parent's of bloody noses and large bruises. He sent his son to Hog's End when he was sixteen, and joined the regiments of Men-at-arms held by House Cutler. He carried the sigil of the House with pride, and gained great respect from the other soldiers for his size and strength, and also his ability to survive the dozens of battles he was sent to, Be it fighting bandits, wildlings who snuck past the walls or a minor inter-house feud, Gregor always walked away from the battle. Part of his luck came from his deft skill with the huge axe he wielded, scavenged from one of his first battlefields.

Eventually he was promoted to Sergeant and started to lead his own small group of men. He was always the first and last out of the battle, which turned his men into grizzled and incredibly brave fighters. When the house went into ruin, he stayed ever loyal, and served will gladly serve the house till the very end

Name: Magnus Halvar

Gender: Male

House: House Halvar

Alleigance: House Stark though noble lineage (House Halvar is under House Manderly, which is under House Bolton, which is under House Stark)

Age: 32

Religion: The Seven

Birthplace: White Harbour

Hair colour: dark brown

Hair style: Kept in a ponytail running down to his shoulder blades, tied up with leather straps.

Facial Hair: a short beard hanging just off the chin.

Eye colour: green

Height: 5’ 10”

Distinguishing Features: a misshapen nose due to many, many breaks

Build: average to well built, the stature of a light soldier

Armour/Clothing: Medium plate aging armour,

Weaponry: A battle hardened flanged mace, and a dagger

Equipment: Parma shield, that has the Halvar coat of arms painted

Horse: N/A

Skills: Combat mastery with a mace and shield combination, the art of first aid (and general healing duties), and is very good at business.

Personality: Magnus is a smart guy. He’s good at planning, organisation and has a very good head for business. He can be kind, but a lot of the time, he can come off as a bit arrogant, serious and generally bad tempered. He has a softer side, but that doesn’t get out that often, as the situations he usually finds himself in nearly always call for a serious nature. He will help people out, especially if there’s something in it for him. He values family above almost all, aiming to help them out whenever he can.

History:
Born to silver smiths, Magnus Halvar grew up in White Harbour. His family made money off selling smaller silver items and using the excess silver, to build their wealth up, and were slowly buying their nobility. Magnus, who had no real artistic skill, was left with very little work to do, besides tending to the books, and generally organising the business, which he seemed to have an actual talent for. He’d organised the business far better than his brothers or his fathers.

To the outside it became apparent that the Halvars were rising quicker than before, due to Magnus’ organisational skills and his head for business, and so people started working to sabotage their efforts, even going as far as to attack Magnus in the street. Angered, rivals of the Halvar threatened Magnus’s life, and would eventually try to force him out of his home. Around this time, a cleric (Viktor Elis) arrived in White Harbour. There the cleric would find a cornered Magnus. The rivals were beating him to a bloody pulp and had nearly killed him, when the cleric stepped in.

After tending to Magnus’ wounds, the pair realise that Magnus was doomed, if he was to remain in White Harbour and so Viktor hired Magnus as an assistant. After a few years, Magnus became a fully-fledged Cleric.

The Clerics, acted primarily as guardians of healers and septons in war time. This wasn’t their only responsibility, as they were often tasked with assisting the healers, and as such every Cleric has healing skills (in whichever form they come). They were sent to the harshest battles, though mostly kept in the camps to work as sentries or to tend to the wounds of soldiers. They didn’t often see actual battle on the frontlines, unless it was absolutely necessary. They worked hand-in-hand with actual healers. Though armed men of religion had been outlawed by Maegor the Cruel, religion was still a big part of Cleric culture. They swore loyalties to the Faith of the Seven in secret, and kept their worship secretive too, although most people now know of their religious loyalties. A lot of Clerics were made of former septons, or people who had broken their vows whilst in training to be a septon. Over the years they have been partially seen as guardians of the dead, who read soldiers last rites on his deathbed.

In reality they were little more than bodyguards, quite like the Poor Fellows of old, although the order of the Clerics generally served armies. When the order was set up, they were meant to serve as protectors and assistants to healers and septons only. However over the years, Cleric divisions began to be corrupted by the various houses, and eventually the Clerics were splintered, with individual loyalties to the great houses. Currently the Clerics of King’s Landing are aligned to House Baratheon officially, but with the influx of Lannister power in the capital, many Clerics had been converted to their allegiance to the Lannisters, or had been replaced by Clerics from Lannisport.

Viktor, had been one of the few Clerics loyal to the Baratheons, realised that the Cleric loyalties had begun to waiver, had gone north to seek Clerics, who would transfer into the Baratheon’s service, due to their loyalties to the Starks. However he found that none of them would, and with the rest of the Baratheon Clerics aligned to the Lannister family. Viktor turned to Magnus, having failed in this task, and began plotting with him to create a new order of clerics, one that would focus on uniting the clerics under one banner. Magnus began planning to use the clerics to gain power for his family, but also to aid the clerics in their fight for unity. And as such, began travelling to find more clerics, leaving Viktor in White Harbour to organise the order, and train new recruits.