My gift to the young wolf

Early in the morning with a brisk breeze coming to remind any on the open roads that this is the north. A group of eight men rode on horseback towards Snake Mount, Home to Lord Dragen. The lead rider, a youth barely a man if you want to call him that. Dark hair with a slight reddish hue, a stocky build, bright blue eyes and his hair that flies with the wind being about medium in length. Robb Stark, eldest child of Eddard Stark now at 15 years of age.

After Winterfell received a letter from Snake Mount of the heirs' return. Robb set off the next morning under his father's orders to bring Alexios Dragen back to Winterfell with a warm welcome. Robb wasn't too happy about it to say the least but couldn't say no after House Dragen had said that Alexios will be coming with a gift from House Dragen. Robb still remembered his father's face when reading the letter, recounting everything reported about Alexios Dragen. Robb upon seeing the gate in front of him was soon welcomed inside and was now escorted with his men to the dining hall.

Walking proudly with an upright posture, Robb Stark entered the hall to see a kneeling man in a black coat with a white wolf's fur on the shoulders. The man had long messy black hair down to his shoulders and had a huge Greatsword by his side and a bigger than average broadsword strapped to his side. Robb could only hear the last words spoken between the two. " Rise, our guests are here. I know you must be tired but know you will be able to rest afterwards son." When Robb heard that and saw the man stand up, only one thought came to mind.

'That's his son!? He's huge!' Alexios stood up and stood to the side to let Robb step up. When Robb passed by, he noticed how Alexios when standing was at least over six and a half foot tall. 'Does the blood of Umber run through his veins?' " Hello lord Dragen, It has been a long time since I have seen you."

Robb, while having his focus mainly on Alexios still held his formal greetings toward Garth. "Hello Lord Stark, I am honored to have you in my humble abode." "Please, call me Robb, Lord Stark is my father. I presume this is Alexios?" When the change in topic took place, Garth took note of it with a frown now starting to see the tension that arrived with Robb Stark. "Hello Robb Stark, As you have presumed, I am Alexios Dragen, pleased to make your acquaintance."

Garth's frown deepened when hearing his son not being formal enough in front of their liege lord but what came next slightly surprised him. "How old are you and how tall are you?" The young wolf was blunt and straightforward in his speech. "I am 15 this year and I believe I'm about six foot five. I thought I would grow till about six foot eight but now I might grow taller than that."

Alexios chuckled at his own words but hoped he would stop growing soon or else he would need bigger doors. Robb stood dumbstruck… The giant in front of him was the same age as himself and yet he towered over him. Robb unconsciously looked down to see the sword facing down while being balanced with Alexios's palm. The sword had to be at least six feet in length. He gulped thinking of having to block the chunk of metal but then looked closer to gasp!

"Is this made from Valyrian steel?!" "Good eye, yes it is my lord. I was able to get my hands on some Valyrian steel so I reforged some into a blade I will use. Do you like it my lord?" Alexios held a smirk as he presented the blade to Robb to see at a closer angle.

"Remarkable craftsmanship, who made this? If possible I would like to offer my sponsorship." Alexios laughed, startling not only his father and Robb but also the guards inside the room. "I am sorry my lord. I came up with the designs for it but my friend and companion Toros made this weapon. I designed the weapons for us but he put my imagination to reality. If you would like, I would be honored to introduce you to my commanders and trusted friends, my lord."

Robb thought about it for only a few seconds before agreeing to his offer. The two left for the tavern where loud cheers and bellowing laughs could be heard down the way even from where they were. Garth was still standing there shocked at how the previous tension between the two vanished after only a few words from his son and now the two were even walking together to a tavern to meet Alexios's companions. His wife

Alise came forward and held his hand before whispering something in his ear which made him stumble slightly then ask in a shocked expression. "You're sure? I mean... I thought..."

He was cut off by her lips as she nodded and said in a happy tone. "I've been sure for a few nights now, just not knowing how to tell you."

Garth smiled and laughed holding his wife and kissing her. He immediately ordered for a feast to commence that very night. Then his mood soured for only a second at the possible feuds that might happen. Alexios looking forward decided to check on his progress before reaching the tavern seeing as Robb wasn't being very talkative.

Age 296 AC

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Name: Alexios Dragen

Age: 15 years

Strength: 5

Dexterity: 5

Constitution: 7

Intelligence: 8

Wisdom: 9

Charisma: 6

Abilities:

-Psychological mastery

-Enhanced body

-Memory palace

-Absorb

-Breakable limits

-Innate magical talent

-Innate maximum learning talent

-Fire mastery(4)

-Water mastery(4)

-Wind mastery(4)

-Earth mastery(4)

-Light mastery(3)

-Shadow mastery(3)

-Weapon mastery(5)

-Hand combat(5)

-Horsemanship(6)

Perks: Legitimized Bastard, Genius, Attractive, Tall, Strong, Robust, Child of the Wolf, Draconic Blood, Erudite, Master Fighter, Brave, Diligent, Family Person, Aggressive Leader, Organizer, Cavalry Leader, Inspiring Leader, Flat Terrain Expert, Socializer, Hunter, Duelist, Strategist, Administrator, Scholar, Honest, Ambitious, Honorable, Lustful, Dragon's Blood

Titles: God of war, Blessed by the goddess of luck(improves luck in everything), blessed by the goddess of life(healing magic is increased, fertility is increased, longer lifespan, increased body constitution, blessed by the god of magic(all magic is easier to learn and more effectively used, affinity with all magic and able to make new spells with your magic, increased intelligence and wisdom), Heir to Snake Mount, Blood Fang Mercenary Leader, Watched by R'hllor

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Alexios was smiling looking at everything till he finally thought. 'R'hllor? The god R'hllor? Oh this might be good or it might be bad...' Just as he was thinking this, they had made it to the tavern only to see a man get thrown out. "Well hello William, where is Toros?" "ey? Oh Alexios, go in there and help the big guy calm down please, I was just joking with him and then he threw me out unjustly."

William's dramatic flailing of arms and expressions almost made Robb laugh but he held it in while Alexios chuckled and squatted down to get lower to William's face. "This here is Lord Robb Stark, heir to Winterfell. Please bring me to Toros since this will be the last night you all get to have some fun before we get to head out." While smiling, William could only shiver and nod before dusting off his clothes and bowing to Robb who now was starting to chuckle. After that Robb would see something he would never thought he would as the tavern doors opened to him.

A large man was bare chested as he was drinking from a mug of ale. While arm wrestling another individual who was cursing at him only causing the large man to have a boisterous laugh. A tall toned man standing atop a table played a lute while singing an upbeat song that only fueled the theatrics of the crowd and invited a warm feeling. As two beautiful women were standing near the table with the large man both completely different in demeaner.

One encouraged him to finish it as she had a bet and the other talked to others about bets. The large man looked and saw William which in turn made the smiling large man's mood turn sour as he slammed the hand down smashing the table in two. The large man came over and Robb saw him up close. The man wasn't as tall as Alexios but he was closest out of everyone here only maybe two inches less. 'Does this land foster giants?' Robb was thinking before hearing the voice of the man approaching.

"Lord Dragen, Please allow me to take out the trash as it seems to be stinking the premises of your lordship." he said in a calm and respectful tone but with glaring eyes towards William. "Not now, let me introduce you to Lord Robb Stark, heir to Winterfell. He admires your craftsmanship with the weapon you forged me." " Ahh, My lord, apologies for my Rudeness; my name is Toros Varell. I am the Quartermaster for lord Dragen as well as one of his commanders."

Robb was speechless to say the least at all that happened but recomposed himself. "I see, I was wondering if you would like to enter my services?" This not only shocked Toros but also Alexios who never thought Robb would try to poach his men right in front of him let alone at all. Before he could say anything he saw Toros start to shake his head. " I am sorry my lord but I have been by Lord Dragen's side since I was seven years of age. I have fought with him, explored lands I never thought I would and have found friendship alongside brotherhood with Alexios Dragen. I appreciate the offer but I cannot accept."

Alexios had a proud smile while also feeling he should reward his loyalty just not at this exact moment." "I see, I thought that might be the case that you would decline. It is no fault, I value your loyalty and honor in your decision. Well Alexios Dragen, Would you mind selling me a Valyrian steel weapon?" Alexios smiled and said calmly. "My lordship, I have already given you one as a gift though."

Robb's mouth opened slightly, not understanding before Alexios continued. " I have a Valyrian steel weapon reforged and ready for you made from my designs and Toros's hands. A longsword fit for a man such as yourself. I also have 1,000,000 gold dragons as a gift to Lord Stark, your father from my adventures overseas. While many know my name, I also have my own sources. I hear talk of dark clouds in the days ahead so I have to steady my foundation before branching out... I can only hope it is to you and your father's satisfaction...young wolf." Alexios said with a smirk and a gleam in his crimson eyes that made a shiver to run along Robbs spine.