Feron Forrester

**Feron Forrester** is the youngest child of House Forrester and currently a ward of Colyn Mormont on Bear Island.

## Biographical Information

### Born

2nd Day of the Fourth Moon, 139 A.C., Ironrath

## Political Information

### Affiliation(s)

House Stark

House Mormont

## Personal Information

### Siblings

Sister - Alyna Forrester

Brother - Owen Forrester

## Appearance

As a child, Feron's build is rather average, but traces of muscle are becoming more and more evident within his form due to the rigors Feron has been subjecting himself to in order to gain the strength he so desperately desires. He has the same dark hair as his father, which curls in a halo about his head, and has inherited the green eyes of his mother. Feron has more callouses upon his body than most his age.

Though he has Jeyne's eyes, his features more closely resemble those of Lord Thorris, albeit relatively softened by his youth. He has a round face, a snub nose, a delicate jawline, a noble chin, a prominent mouth with full lips, a narrow forehead, gaunt cheeks, expressive eyebrows, and wide eyes.

## Biography

### Background

Feron was born at dawn. His survival was a constant subject of uncertainty for all his caretakers, due to his size. However, while he did not grow sickly, nor did he become strong and robust.

#### Childhood

Feron was always something of a loner, rarely inclined to play or even speak with the other children. Rather, he wanted to spend his time reading large tomes or interrogating the master-at-arms about swordplay. A solemn and well-behaved boy, he never made trouble for anyone assigned to look after him and would rush to fulfill their requests sometimes even before they'd finished speaking. Feron was instructed in how to keep the King's Peace and deal with those who broke it. From there, some of the promises made with his instructors only a few years or so before were soon honoured.

### Into the Woods

When Feron was ten years old, his father took him into the woods, just like he had with Alyna and Owen before him. As they walked, Thorris would tell his younger son stories; about their family and the Ironwood groves they watched over, which had been ever so coveted by the neighbouring Whitehill family for longer than anyone could remember. By the time Thorris had finished regaling him with their histories, the sun had begun to fall below the horizon.

In the night that followed, Thorris taught Feron a variety of survival techniques, many of them pioneered by the First Men who settled in the Wolfswood so long ago: How to build a shelter, set traps, what local flora and fauna was safe to ingest even before it made its way onto the dining table, and so much more. They returned to Ironrath a few hours before what would've been noon on the next day, having walked with the rising sun at their back.

Right there in front of the main gates leading back into the outside world, Thorris turned and gave Feron a coin-sized amulet cut from ironwood, identical to the ones he'd seen his siblings wearing, only Feron's was etched with a snowflake.

While still highly reserved, Feron was now slightly more willing to humour his siblings, spending more time with them than he ever had previously. Feron came to be glad he did so, for he soon saw just how much he still needed to learn compared to either of them. When he wasn't facing off against his sister in games of quarryboard, he was just beginning to get into sparring matches with his brother. Though he often lost in his games with Alyna and never managed to beat Owen in sparring, that did little to deter him.

#### Feast at Winterfell

in 148 AC, Feron had the worst encounter yet with Melric Whitehill. Melric had often enjoyed shouting foul words at the younger boy when no-one was around, but as Feron left the feast, Melric attacked him and beat him in the corner of the room, spitting on him. Melric must have then heard someone coming, as he suddenly fled. Around the corner came Feron's sister, Alyna, who took one look at her freshly bruised brother and then at the retreating Whitehill before putting two and two together. That night, Feron watched Melric Whitehill make a fool of himself in front of nearly every noble family in the North and flee from Joren Umber.

After returning from Winterfell, Thorris set about finding a family his younger son could foster with. After Feron declined to live in Deepwood Motte with his cousins, Thorris then sent a missive to Bear Island.

#### Life as a Ward on Bear Island

In 151 AC, at the age of two-and-ten, Feron was sent off to act as ward for the Mormonts, where he was to remain until such time that he became a man grown. On the day he left, his father pulled him aside and presented him with one final gift; an ironwood-shafted spear, far too big for Feron to use at his young age, but one day, he would grow into it. Feron arrived on Bear Island a week after the Ironborn raid. By then, the fires had been put out and the bodies were removed, but it would be much longer before the wreckage was repaired, and the scars of battle would disappear from the land.

Feron took to life on Bear Island very quickly, coming to enjoy his new environment much more than anyone could've expected. Though, in the Twelfth Moon of the same year he came, Feron would be called from the island to attend the funeral of his mother, who'd succumbed to illness while he was away. By then, Alyna had also gone to Winterfell to serve as handmaiden to Torrha Stark, leaving only Thorris and Owen to accompany Jeyne during her final hours at Ironrath.

He had been escorted by Colyn Mormont, just as Alyna was by Lady Torrha, after which they both paid their respects. Never one to wear his emotions on his sleeve, Feron went about the service with as stiff an upper lip as he could muster. Come nightfall, Feron watched as his father lit his wife's funeral pyre and bowed his head respectfully as the kindling caught flame.

Four days after his mother was laid to rest, Feron and Colyn departed for Bear Island, leaving well ahead of Alyna and Lady Torrha. This had been at Feron's own insistence, as he wished to distance himself from the place his mother died in and give himself the space he needed to work through this loss.

### *The Reign of Dragons*

Feron is seen at Colyn's side on Bear Island as they perform the last rites for Sybelle Mormont.

## Personality

Feron carries himself with a sense of absolute self-possession at all times, never being one to give into temptation, no matter how sweet the reward that might come from doing so. Rather, his sense of restraint keeps him from compromising on his plans and values, making him much more reliable than perhaps even he realizes. Feron understands how blind feeling can make one sloppy or foolish, leading to mistakes. He doesn't talk back or disobey, only ever asks extremely pertinent questions, and within reason, will do his duty even if he doesn't particularly like it. Rather than throw some kind of fit and whine or cry over it when things don't turn out well for him, Feron simply nods in acceptance and moves on.

Mature for his age, Feron is a little more worldly and accustomed to conversations and issues which would be considered complex even for experienced adults. He lives only ever pursing more practical interests, like training and knowledge.

Proudly holding himself to be above exactly nothing and nobody, Feron never acts as though he is better than anyone else simply because of who he is or where he comes from. A rather reticent boy, Feron is often reluctant to share how he really feels about any given situation until he's good and ready. Even if something is bothering him personally, he typically prefers to keep it to himself, wishing to find a way to resolve it without any assistance.