Androw Hightower

Beacon of the South

Defender of Oldtown

Defender of the Citadel

Lord of the Port

Voice of Oldtown

Lord of Oldtown

Johanna Hightower, b. 359 AC

Androw Hightower is the current Lord Paramount of the Honeywine, Lord of the Hightower, Lord of Oldtown, Defender of Oldtown, Defender of the Citadel, Lord of the Port and Beacon of the South.

## **Appearance & Character**

The Lord Paramount was a man of a tallish stature, standing at the six foot threshold with a body of muscles developed over many years of training and fighting, with the long running scars on his chest to prove his experience. He sees with hazel eyes, and adorned on his head was hair of dark brown, the beginnings of a beard kept short that was of matching colour.

Androw is a man of twin sides, one filled with laughter and joy, that showed a zeal for life that cold never be faked by any cynic. The other, more private, carried the scars of loss that he has suffered over the years, from his father to his cousin and friends. It is why he throws himself into acts that would make himself happy as well as his friends.

## **History**

Androw Hightower was born beneath a quiet light blue sky between Lord Bertram Hightower and Lady Victaria Hightower, Born a Redwyne of the Arbor. It was no surprise that as the first born child and heir to the Hightower and Oldtown, the boy heir would be given everything he could ever desired for an education, his parents doting on him all the while. For most of the first decade of his life, Androw was a care free, studious child who’s life was one of joy and happiness.

That changed of course, upon the Sundering of the Reach and worse, the death of his father in 358 AC. Androw was not even seven years when he presented the King, his Nuncle-by-Law with his brother’s Bastard the babe mace, helped by his mother, before accepting the position of Lord Paramount of the Honeywine. It was a burden the boy accepted but did not comprehend. Why should Androw have cared? His father was dead. For four years the child learned to accept the loss, distracted by a betrothal to Helicent Tyrell (which fell through) and other minor distractions.

He would have to, when he was sent to Storms End to be the ward and squire of the newly made Lord Arlan Baratheon. Whilst his father helped develop him initially, it was the Stag that would bring out the skills of the sword from Androw, along with a warriors spirit. For nine years Androw would call Storms End his home, learning to find a love for life once more as the years passed, watching over the Lords children as if they were his own siblings.

This lust for life continued when he finally left House Baratheon in 371 AC, entering tourneys and making long lasting friendships with many a person, from the Velaryons to the Penrose, and from the Redwynes to the Rowan’s. The next few years would bring about a renewed sense of joy in Androw, who preferred teaching his squires Terrence Tarly and the heir to the North Robb Stark, than deal with the mundane ruling of his lands. Better to be a man with friends than a man good with coin, his mother could handle that.

As if the Seven were deliberate in their attempts to mock him, once more did Androw’s decade end with a horrifying truth. Androw was within the capital when the news arrived that sent shockwaves around the realm; The Targaryens had returned. Oldtown was taken. Within a day Androw had gone from a Lord Paramount, a man who could field an army, to a man with nothing more than his sword and his wits. Androw would make the decision, as the days passed and the news of defeat and death by the dragon continued, to join Mace Wildflowers on his suicidal venture east, to Myr. He would say his farewells to Terrence and Robb, the Stark riding North whilst the Tarly became a knight under Androw’s blade of Valyrian Steel.

For the next year, Androw would follow Mace and the rest of this rag tag group, among which were his cousins Leo and Lucas Redwyne, committing what some might have seen as war crimes against the Dragon’s Empire. The ledger of the Lord Paramount grew red as Androw did what was necessary to save his home and family. It worked too, though the Myr revolts gave the man an injury that would force him to return home, a nasty gash to his chest that left him for a time unable to fight.

Androw would inform King Garlan of Mace’s doings upon his return, though he would be the unwitting herald of Drogon’s arrival to King’s Landing. He would escape alongside the other nobles within the underground tunnels, with the moons to come leading to Androw aiding the men with guerrilla warfare against the foreign invaders. When the time for battle finally arrived, destiny pointed Androw back home, his path to his family blocked by what awaited at Bitterbridge. The fighting was intense, but victory was at hand when Drogon fell from the skies, Androw rushing with several others to finish Daena Targaryen, his cousin and great friend Willas Redwyne with him. Yet it was not his blade that would fell the woman, instead Androw was rendered injured once more against the Queen, turning his attention over to the corpse of Willas. He would remain by his side till the battle was done, before taking the long trip to the Arbor.

The few years since have been focused on the rebuilding of his home, the treasury long since dry after the Golden Company ransacked it. Whilst his smile remained, a sadness held itself behind Androw’s eyes now, something he wishes to hide. But now was the time for celebration and with the announced tourney of King’s Landing, Androw Hightower planned time do just that.

## **Family Tree**

https://www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=106qfv2kzbu&f=319154253253994725

### **Meta**

**Attribute:** Strong

**Skill Points:** 20

**Skills:**

COM - Weapon Proficiency (Swords+Shield), Footwork.

CHA - Animal Taming

EDU - Bestiary

**Mastery:** Berserker