Jon Snow

For three weeks Jon has been scouting out the upper mountain ranges for any sign of the new threat to his people. A fiery leader has been building an army in an attempt to take back all of Westeros. Jon knows that this person will bring about the end of the world as they know it. In an attempt to make peace before war breaks out once again he goes searching Beyond the Wall or The Land of Ever Winter.

Jon hitches his horse to a tree as he starts to take in the scenery around him. He had been searching for days when he happened upon this old Castle that looked almost abandoned. He saw a torch light moving within the inside so there must have been someone.

Shifting in his armor and pulling the fur around his freezing neck he began to head toward the front door. His sword laid on his hip, tight at his side as he gripped the handle. Raising his hand to knock he gently rapped on the door.

Jon shook his head slowly and pursed his lip in thought. He didn't want to anger to woman, but she was incredibly frustrating. Maybe he enjoyed the challenge.

"Don't start casting blame, if you are marching south expect some heat." He explained with am exasperated sigh.