Post by shirster on Apr 23, 2014 0:48:24 GMT 1
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: Jason Wynter
ALIASES/NICKNAMES: Jay, "The Lone Wolf" (Given by smallfolk due to his strange lack of brothers)
GENDER: Male
AGE: 18
CHARACTER
PERSONALITY: A true son of the North, Jason is furiously loyal to his house and house Stark, appearing cold at first, it only seems so because of his calmness and icy mannerisms, adventurous and curious ever since he was a child, Jason is always looking for a new experience or challenge, and has always been the bravest of his friends, always the first to jump in the frozen lake, always the first to suggest a sparring match.
Always stoic and noble, he projects an air of professionalism and control.
Despite this, the people that know him closely will often say how warm and kind he is, and state that they have never had a friend so close and caring of them.
STRENGTHS: Extremely strong for his age, as well as skilled in sword and shield, he is a natural born warrior, possessing the calmness, mental fortitude, strength and quick thinking that make a warrior, always eager to learn, he has been taught to read and write by his castle's Maester, and has a good grip on history, riding and tactics.
WEAKNESSES: A bit too trusting, Jason is sometimes easy to manipulate and otherwise take advantage of, he is also quick to judge other people, this can be a good thing as well as bad, because he's usually quite accurate, he's also quite a bad shot with a bow and arrow, and still holds onto debts a century old.
LIKES: Jason is known to like the color green, A refreshingly cold day, rain, the summertime in the north, his northern heritage and house.
DISLIKES: The southern heat, Dornish music, Dishonorable people, arrogant and egotistical men and an irrational dislike of the Lannisters, for how they had crippled the north so long ago.
AMBITIONS: Jason hopes to prove himself worthy of the name of his father through combat and deeds of valor, as well as bring honor and fortune to his house
SECRETS: Possibly a link to House Stark through his great grandmother and a certain ancient link from his mother (Karstark) (More revealed in RP)
ACTIVITIES: Jason enjoys hunting for game with his family, as well as training with his sword and shield, he's always up for a good night at the tavern and is a talented artist with ink and scroll.
APPEARANCES:
PLAYED BY: Ian Somerhalder
DESCRIPTION: Jason has dark naturally messy brown hair, almost black, cut just enough for there to be no need to brush it away during combat, as well as a strong featured face with a dark shadow of a beard and piercing icy blue eyes, he has a slightly pale complexion from a life spent in the north, crisscrossing his face are two very small scars exiting from the side of his mouth, one towards the cheekbone and one towards his jaw, both from a boar attack that happened as a child, built balanced, he is muscular, however not very thick or large. Jason is also a small amount taller than average, but not by much, he would look quite imposing, but he rarely acts aggressively, so instead of projecting fear, he seems to radiate a very controlled force, like a large rock. Jason is clothed in large dark fur boots and pants, a light grey woolen tunic covered in a soft dark brown leather vest black leather belt and when it's cold, a large Wolfskin cloak from the north. When armored he uses chainmail dyed red, an ornate steel breastplate dyed black with his family's coat of arms, a full steel helm and padded steel grieves and gauntlets, he always wears a small gold ring with a piece of ebony at it's center.
STATUS:
BIRTHPLACE: Castle Greyden, a respectable castle north of Torrhen's Square, near the edge of the Wolfswood, west of Winterfell
FAMILY:
Lord Erryc Wynter *Deceased*- Jason's father, mentor and role-model, he has a tight bond with his only son (A wound sustained during a small battle with a neighboring noble left him infertile), teaching him the ropes of nobility himself, Erryc was a close friend to the recent Lord Stark ever since they were children, because of this Jason made regular trips to Winterfell as soon as he was taught how to ride. (Will release further info during RP)
Lady Safia Wynter(Karstark)- Jason's mother, warm and tending, she looked out for him his entire life and was always understanding, her hair is a brilliant brown, however it is streaked grey with age and worry.
Lady Shyra Wynter- Jason's elder sister, always teasing him and mocking him as a child, she loves to ride and shares the family look.
HISTORY:
House History:
House Wynter was founded 5 years after the events of ASoIaF, the north was severely damaged because of the fighting, having lost both castles and nobles, and so Lord Brandon Stark had taken to giving titles of nobility to those he deemed worthy,after the fighting, he had awarded one of his commanders, Ser Arrek Wynter, a piece of land and a ruined castle north of Torrhen's Square as well as the title of Lord, he was awarded this because of his part in the battle of Winterfell, where he portrayed ingenious tactics and impressive bravery. House Wynter's sigil is a blood red Wolf howling to a pitch black sky, in honor of the principal house of the north. Arrek spent his life building Castle Greyden with funds he accumulated from the war, this left house Wynter quite a rich house, and slowly it began to climb the ladder of nobility.
Personal History:
Childhood:
Jason was born to the end of winter, released into the world by a warm hearth on a cold day. His childhood was spent on learning from his father, playing with his sister in the gardens in front of the weirwood tree and training with the castle's head of the guard. On the morn of his seventh name day, Jason's father took him on his first hunt, where they tracked a wild boar into it's den, brandishing a spear and weighed down by chain and plate, little Jason ran into the cave before he could be stopped, however the minute the child entered the darkness, the boar rushed out and rammed him in the face, falling backwards, Jason thrust his spear at the boar, scoring a considerate wound, the boar was quickly dispatched by the archers alongside the small party, and Jason was tended to, he was barely injured but there would be scars to mark him for life. Traveling back and forth to Winterfell had gotten Jason a close relationship with the Starks, and seeing as how his father was a principal bannerman to them, he was there so frequently it was almost like a second home.
Early Teens:
Already a proficient swordsman, Jason now spent even more time training with the castle's master-at-arms, and was even starting to defeat him, if he wasn't there he was at his father's side, studying scrolls and news from across the north, devising mock battle plans and hunting, or, of course, he was at Winterfell, he already knew the town by heart, and could easily navigate the castle's depths, of course, there was one room leading into the ground that he wasn't allowed to enter, but he accepted it knowingly, every family had it's secrets. On one day, a surprisingly cold day for summer, Jason was sent to fetch another piece of scroll for his father, on the way, he was jumped by two bandits that, through rotten teeth, demanded his coin purse, words were exchanged and eventually one of the bandits drew a rusty iron dirk from his belt, another produced a crude shortsword, heart beating wildly, Jason drew his own castle-forged blade and swung it to meet the dirk reaching for his chest, steel clashed with Iron, and the thing broke in two, just then the shortsword swung in an arc for his neck, eyes widening, Jason ducked and the blade sailed over his head, the thug's eyes narrowed with confusion, he expected him to parry. Taking the initiative, Jason swung his sword backhand at the man's chest, the blade ripped through leather, flesh and bone and the man slowly crumpled to the ground, still held by the blade that ran itself into his ribs, blood gushing out of the new wound. Seeing the carnage, the second bandit started running without a pause, sobbing furiously over his fallen partner. Shakingly pulling out the bloodied blade, a sudden realization came to Jason, he had just killed his first man.
Late Teens:
A veteran of a few battles now, including the defense of Winterfell from the Wildlings, Jason had made a few friends and gained some experience as an actual battle commander. When the new king rose to sit the Iron Throne, his father and him joined the party heading south to King's Landing with forty men to swear fealty to the new king in the name of house Wynter, riding south, things went quite nicely on the Kingsroad, for the realm was at peace, long summer nights sitting next to his father and friends in front of the blazing fire were well spent laughing with friends and howling back at the Wolves, however, on their seventh day of travel, the band was attacked by a well-organized group of bandits, they were outnumbered, however Jason and his father commanded them with precision, he was split from his father during the fighting, but payed it no worry, after a harsh and exhausting hour, the battle was won. Surveying the corpses of the fallen, Jason looked upon those with the Red Wolf on their breast, he needed to see how many men he'd lost, spotting a decapitated body with the family crest on it's breastplate, the young warrior rushed over, trying to identify the body, Jason looked over it's equipment, eyes frozen in silent horror as he spotted the lifeless fingers still clutched his family blade. Tears silently streaming down a dust-ridden face, the Lord grasped the blade from his father's hands.
OTHER: Just contact me if any of this is bad or needs to be changed. trying to make a character for the "What If: 100 Years Later..."
ALLEGIANCE:House Stark and House Wynter
RESIDENCE: Castle Greyden, The North, Westeros
CLASS: Higher Nobility, Heir to the Wynter House name
OCCUPATION: Lord of house Wynter
RELIGIOUS BELIEFS: The Old Gods
WEAPONS: His Father's sword, a family heirloom from Jason's great grandfather, a Valyrian Steel blade black as shadows, shining an eerie white tone under candlelight, named "Weirbone" for the similarity to the roots of the ancient Weirwood trees and with an onyx diamond embedded in the pommel, he also carries a steel-reinforced shield with his family's coat of arms
PETS: A small greyish pup Jason found caught under in the woods while out hunting game (Thinking maybe a standard Grey Wolf just because I love them so much but it could be a dog, depending on how you guys would prefer)
Read more: gotrp-rememberme.boards.net/thread/6/character-form?ixzz2uzpNyCjO=undefined#ixzz2zeaHI0sF
THIS WILL BE EDITED IF I NEED TO MAKE CHANGES BASED ON RP OR SOMETHING IS DECIDED ABOUT THE PAST THAT AFFECTS WHAT HAS BEEN WRITTEN
