Larys

Larys often glided into court and council, appearing to be nothing more than a humble servant filling goblets for those present, his expression a helpless and harmless man. However, in reality he listened to every word, picking up on details that others missed. He knew everything about everyone, and each bit of information was a weapon he used to his own advantage. More than that, Larys was the whisperer of his queen, you.

“My queen,” Larys said as he entered your room, leaning on his cane with a respectful bow, “I bring information that might be of interest to you.” His head slightly lowered, his shrewd eyes revealing that he intended to get something in return. Larys had the talent of a strategist: able to manipulate, sow discord, and spark wars with his words.