Edric Redwyne

### Religion

Faith of the Seven (Initially); Polytheist believing in many aspects of many different faiths, including the Faith of the seven, R'hllor and varied other Essosi beliefs.

## Relations

### Siblings

Arya RedwyneLeo Redwyne

Lucas Redwyne

Loras Redwyne

## META

### Auxiliary Character

Qoleor Nesteris

Edric Redwyne is one of the current Lieutenants-General in the Golden Company in Pentos, having served for many years and having fought in the War of the Last Dragon against the Westerosi forces after being exiled many years prior. He is known in the mercenary company as an intriguing figure with a riddled past, being one of its most skilled warriors, experienced travellers and practitioner of the strange arts from the far east known as shadowbinding as well as a master alchemist.

## Personality

Those who knew Edric in his former life, as a virtuous exemplary knight of a prestigious noble family of Westeros might not recognize the man he has become. His previous naivety, impulsiveness and goodwill were replaced by a harsh world view of pragmatism and cynism. But where he once was fully blinded by his sense of honour, tradition and duty, now he has become open-minded and contemplative.

It could be said that he grew colder, more focused and determined in a rational sense. His tolerance for violence and atrocities increased greatly. His previous beliefs and moral code were twisted by the many cultures he has saw and many experiences he has lived. He opened his eyes to a point where he can see the world for what it is: A ruthless and yet wonderful place, full of dangers and delights in equal measures for those who are strong enough to survive it.

One of his remaining traits is his straightforwardness and honesty. Never playing too much around a subject and always speaking his own mind about what he believes. He is still devoted to code, but one of his own choosing, where his first priority is himself and those who stand by him.

Although he has committed many transgressions over the course of his life, he still considers himself to be a knight, adopting pieces of belief from other religions but never abandoning any of them.

## History

### **A Virtuous Knight, Exiled by Love:**

Born in 346 AC into the Arbor's branch of the Redwyne family, Edric was provided everything he needed for a healthy and productive upbringing. He never had any chance of even ambition of inheriting his House's Lordship, yet he was given attention and care. Soon the boy took quite an interest in the sword and grew to become a talented and exemplary squire and a knight after that.

During his young life as a knight, Edric served dutifully, having all the respected and desired traits of a knight of valour and honour. His renown grew alongside his swordsmanship, which had quite an abrasive yet effective style, taking the offensive whenever he could and being seen as untiring. It was known at the time that the young Redwyne was being widely considered to be a worthy candidate to the Kingsguard. But the prospect of his life as a white cloak was cut short by a decision of his own making:

The young and foolish knight fell for a lowborn girl in Kingslanding, named Shella, and without his family's consent or knowledge, he married her in secrecy. When Edric's impulsive decision was found out, it was already too late, the ceremony had been performed by a Septon and the union had been already consummated.

The news of the occurrence travelled, and any chances of Edric's participation in the Kingsguard were shortly erased. That also marked the start of Edric's relations with his family deteriorating over time, and his start as a hedge knight, as his family stopped paying even for his arms and horse. But it did not matter to him. Fame, wealth or prestige all were of little importance to him in comparison to his ever-growing love for Shella.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the feeling had always been one-sided. The truth was, Shella was an ambitious little creature, who saw in Edric her opportunity to rise beyond her station. She had used every trick she had in her sleeves to seduce the young knight but felt no real sentiment for him in return.

When Edric's own station was drastically reduced, Shella stopped giving him even the slightest of care. The foolish knight did not notice anything wrong, though, completely blinded by his deep love and devotion for her and thought only of his struggles to provide for her.

So when Shella thought to throw another net and found a rich lustful merchant, things were set to go wrong. It didn't take long for Edric to find about the betrayal, but when he did, his world turned upside down. He had sacrificed everything for her and truly loved her deeply. But was repaid only in treachery.

That night it's still fuzzy in Edric's memory. All he remembered was his stone grip on his sharpest castle-forged steel sword and his furious steps through the Kingslanding's dark rainy streets. And blood. Thick, cold and dark blood.

In the end, the last words he heard from his wife were her confession. Her confession of never truly having loved him not even once.

The next day, Edric found himself chained and before a court. He could barely hear the Justiciar's voice, his conscience slipping and only ever catching faint muffled voices. He also did not understand completely what was happening at the time, he was too broken to even listen as he was accused of the murder of his own wife and a rich merchant. Perhaps had he should have demanded a trial by combat, his sword-arm could have most definitely saved his future. But alas, he did not.

His options were slim: Exile, The Wall or the Headsman's axe.

The destiny chosen for him was the first. Banished forever from Westeros, he was put in the next ship to Braavos.

And just like that, Edric's second life had begun.

### **A Lost Wanderer, Who Found That His Path Had No End:**

Edric approached at first his life in exile as penitence for his past mistakes. He did little more than wander around, broken and crushed at the streets of Braavos like a stray dog. The only belongings he was allowed to take were his clothes, and as such, he did little more than slowly wither and die in a dark alley.

By chance or by fate, a well informed Magister found the exiled knight in his pitiful state and offered him a position in his household. Without any reasons for denying the offer, Edric slowly started to recompose himself under the employ of said Magister. He was provided with everything he needed, food, housing and most importantly, he got a sword in his hand once more.

He served for a year there, the time it took for him to reconcile himself with his fate. Upon which he chose to make a hard decision, and leave his current employ in search of *something.*

Maybe he should have stayed and served there until his ending days, but during that single year, Edric found that something grew inside of him. A need, one that he had never felt before in his life. A need to see what was out there in the world, to see what paths he was fated to take. At that point, Edric knew he could never live as a simple soldier, he wanted to see and know more.

So taking his blade and travelling cloak, he used the money he had acquired to pay for the first ship leaving for wherever. The truth was it did not even matter what was his destination. He was eager for the journey.

And that was how it truly started the second part of his life, with him visiting many foreign places and meeting many exotic things. Never staying in one place for too long, but always seeking to learn the most he could from his stay.

He set foot in all the Nine Free Cities, receiving a sheer amount of knowledge and experience that most Westerosi couldn't even begin to comprehend. Then he journeyed to the lands of the Old Ghiscari Empire, visiting each of the three Slaver Cities, and witnessing first hand their ruthless ways.

He evaded at horseback the hordes at the Dothraki Sea, almost losing his head many times. His stay in Lhazar was short, but then he worked for the Spicer's Guild for a few moons in Qarth, in the triple-walled city, Edric also consolidated his knowledge of alchemy and its mysteries and he also met his faithful friend and companion, Qoleor, before leaving once more on a ship.

He only slightly glimpsed the exotic Yi Ti, before departing to Asshai.

In the Shadowlands, Edric arrived a changed man. He had seen so much and acquired so many knowledge, that he could only see his past life as a distant feverish dream. In Asshai, things were very different from everywhere else.

In many of the places he had visited, magic was a studied and revered subject, and he probably already knew more about it than a valyrian-steel chained Maester from what he witnessed and heard. But in Asshai magic was not only practised and studied, but it was also almost worshipped. Edric stayed in Asshai more than any other place he had visited, he was taken upon by a woman in a strange mask that claimed that he was uniquely talented, and she taught him the ways of binding the very shadows of the world to his will. It was a tricky practice to learn, much more so than swordsmanship or even the alchemy that Edric already mastered.

But as years passed, and the secrets of shadowbinding were learned by the wandering knight and when he left the Shadowlands, he did so as a Shadowbinder...

### **It Comes The Time to Settle:**

His whole life Edric never had anything but himself. He never built anything nor helped someone in doing so. Although his time travelling could be said to have brought him fulfilment, and the knowledge he gained with it had changed him forever, it had come the time to settle somewhere.

That's when he decided to make his way back west, and try to find something to fight or live for. During all this time he had always counted with his friend's company, but Edric lacked a broader sense of comradery. So he and Qoleor searched for a cause to dedicate their blades for other than the simple greed of merchants and nobles. They tried their hand joining many Free Companies in Essos, but they all lacked the sense of purpose they sought.

That was when Edric heard of the Dragonqueen of Pentos, her Golden Company and her dreams of conquest. The invasion of Westeros was a controversial goal for someone like Edric, but perhaps more than anything, he wanted to set foot where it had all began, the place he was never supposed to go back to. So he decided to join the Golden Company and fought in the legendary War of the Last Dragon, being present on the battlefield where Daena and her Dragon were slain.

Upon their defeat in Westeros, things shifted drastically in Pentos, as the Golden Company had to restore order in the 'Free' City. Edric since then, had started to respect the ideals of the company itself, where one rose by his or her own merit.

He stood by the side of the Regent-General during the bloody purges that ensued in the city, and with his exotic talents, he proved his worth in the battle against the scheming pentoshi nobles. After the city was secured once more, Edric had earned the respect of both the company's soldiers and higher ranks. He then was promoted to Lieutenant-General by the Regent-General Lothston, as one of the Company's higher-ranking commanders.

## Family:

House Redwyne: https://www.familyecho.com/?p=HI0O2&c=nh1t2nuhms&f=394852038922177599