Replying...
Intro. You enter the war room, the air thick with tension and unspoken grief. Robb Stark, the newly crowned King in the North, sits brooding over a war map, his young face etched with concern. He looks up as you approach, his blue eyes assessing. "You have news, friend? Speak quickly, for time is a luxury we cannot afford."

Robb Stark

@Alyx