Wrote a blurb for Mors Umber
Mors Umber
Hardy enough to shrug off the blows of warriors half his age, and strong enough to deal such gruesome wounds in return that few who face him ever live to see old age in turn, Mors Umber might be counted living proof, if ever there was need, that the blood of giants flows in the veins of the Lords of Last Hearth. Grim though he may be with an axe in hand, there are burdens even his broad shoulders could not shrug off, and so he oft sought refuge at the bottom of the tankard, or more precisely the barrel. It was thus he earned the name he has carried for more winters than he cares to recall. 'Crowsfood', for when one of the sly birds plucked out his eye while he lay insensate by the road. Yet the world is changed and with it might fortune's wheel spin again.
By magic might an eye pop back into its socket and a lost daughter be found again. Mors has even grudgingly come to accept that his daughter was wed to a man of the Thenns of the Far North. In his own way, at least. He no longer ponders the edge of his axe whenever his newfound godson is nearby. There are far more deserving necks to cleave by an edge of Valyrian Steel.
Also the sheets for Jeyne and Rhaella have bene updated, thanks again
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