Tywin Reyne

### Children

Leyton Reyne (23), Leona Reyne(20), Aden Reyne(3), Wylis Reyne (3), Alysanne Reyne (2)

## **Tywin Reyne**

### **Appearance**

Tywin is commonly dressed in tunics with chainmail underneath to protect from any attempts at his life. He has a scar earned in a tavern brawl when one man called his lord brother a fool. He hit the man with a wooden cup, that was met with a dagger to the forehead, and below the eye. It missed the eye and he was lucky enough to not find that he had died that day. His hair has been turning grey but there is still a lot of black hair left, and he sports it in a short haircut.   He is not overly muscled, but he is stocky at times.

### **Personality**

Tywin Reyne was a lucky man to survive this long at his age. Though that is mostly because he was smart enough to not glorify fighting and heroes. He knew the real truth of the world. Every man would die at one point, and he thought he might as well die as rich as the Reynes coffers. Gold controlled Tywins actions, as he thought the safest way to grab ahold to as much power as possible. So he started it the only way he had known the scum of Castamere to do it. Bribes and killings. It had all gone downhill when his wife had died, as he had loved her until his son had unintentionally taken his life. Aside from that he loves his firstborn son and daughter and hopes they would never have to make the mistakes he had.

### **History**

Tywin Reyne was born to Robert Reyne and Alysanne Crakehall. He lived a good life, brother to Reynard, and twin brother to Roland. The two brothers had often gotten into spats over whose bed would be who’s yet he had made sure that there would be no debating over whose bed was where. Tywin was a smart enough boy to listen into little peeps in his father’s solar after he had forced Roland to distract the guards by kicking them int he shins. He never found anything of interest, but it was a valuable skill to take advantage of two people to get what you want. He squired under the master of Arms and didn’t ask too many questions about how fighting worked.

What he did focus on where chokepoints in an army, and the best way to ambush them in broad daylight or the dead of night. He studied the sole subject alone for four years, going to the library every day to learn more and more. He was lucky to have the resources he could, and he was soon ambushing his brother when he was least suspecting. During a meal was one of the most precious times to strike against Reynard and Roland. His mother chided him but he was glad to learn what he could. This was the end of innocence in Tywin.

One day he had snuck into the jail after the galore’s were on a shift break and he would each of them what they had done. A lot of them were interesting, like murders, robberies, but the one that interested him the most was a smuggler named Wylis. Wylis would tell stories to Tywin about how much money he had made while smuggling all types of goods by not paying taxes. But he had become to bold and was bringing them in by four cases at a time. He was a big part of Tywins philosophy. “Never be bold. Never be brash. Always nod and follow orders. Nothing good will come out of any of that.” Tywin had always looked back on those words every day. One day when he was thirteen he had decided to bring a bunny back in from the forest after snatching it. He had used all of the smuggler’s tips, and it had worked like a charm, but he had caused terror in the underground of Castamere. He was going to do great things with his newfound skills. At times he would smuggle women down, it was harder than anything he had ever tried, and at times he had been caught but after the twentieth time, there were no more traces of any human in any shipments, yet Roland would always hear a giggle almost every night.

When he became nineteen he was finally knighted, yet he had no skill in any dueling, But he had mastered practice ambushes in drills which had earned him praise from knights and his father, He was finally happy until he had felt bored at home. It wasn’t right. It was the most bored he had ever been. So he traveled the western lands and met with unsavory characters many times after years. He was taught by a smuggler and a slaver located in Lannisport. They made many coins for a full year until guards caught wind and one day while they were in a backroom drinking and gambling, they were ambushed. His two partners stood up and drew their swords, yet Tywin knew it was worthless. He grabbed a stool and kicked out a glass window, jumping down onto the dusty room and running for his life. He was thankful no one had known his name, yet the alias Wylis the Smuggler.

After that jarring experience, he went back to Castamere and sought his brother’s spymaster, the man able to find out plots, and he learned under him. It was a good experience, and during that time his brother had arranged for a marriage to Leona Hightower. Those days were some of the best days that Tywin had known in his life, and he cherished every night and day with her. By the first two months, she had become pregnant, who had birthed a beautiful boy, that they named Leyton. He was a strong kicking baby, yet always calm when Tywin picked him up and cradled him. The years of 100-103 were tywins greatest years. Until his daughter had unintentionally killed his wife. Tywin grieved for two weeks, only asking for wine and his children

Drunken nights he told them great stories of how he loved their mother. Leyton didn’t understand but he was somber when seeing his father devastated. He had promised them that night he would always protect them. And when Leyton was eight years old and Leona five he sent them off to Oldtown for their safety as He had become engaged in running a small poppy den and a gambling operation. It had worked finely, and he was able to make legal investments. To prove his faith he made sure to send fifty gold coins to the Highsepton every year. He split his time in Castamere and Lannisport, occasionally seeing his children and nephew by marriage. He had known the crone would guide his wife to safety for the loving woman she was. When he had become five and thirty he was introduced to Unella by one of his suppliers for poppy. They had talked about business and he had proudly impressed her, yet it was revealed he had been watched for a time, it was not specified. Yet he had been given an offer to join the Nest and he had soon accepted starting as a fledging. He had now been going as Tywin Reyne in the underworld, as he had no care for life.

He was able to move his way up into the ranks and join the rank of Flacon. And while this happened he had owned a trading galley as a legitimate business, but after a few years, it was struck by a storm on the way to oldtown, never to be seen again. Tywin was still comfortable financially but now had no reason as to why he was able to make so much income. He had decided to keep it the same and say he was an investor now, as to stay away from too many questions. He was proud of his status and was able to take control and command respect in Lannisport even from other gangs. He had a comfortable amount of men under his command, enough to hold their own in gang fights. Though territory was precious, he was proud enough to proclaim all the territory for himself. Though this worked for a time, he was soon pushed back into his original territory, where his stronghold was much better. He had been content with his money, sending some to Castamere as well for their ‘investments’.

He was informed in 126 he would be marrying a young Tully girl, which he wasn’t entirely happy about. For such a young girl to marry a man like him he was disappointed, but if that was how life was to be, then he would do his duty and honor to make children and be on good terms with the Tullys. All alliances were needed, and the Hightowers were some of Tywins favorite people in the world. Loras was a good boy, too good for a Lord, yet he had faith in his ability to take advice from his son who had been on great terms with his cousin. Four years later he had three toddlers with the Tully and enjoyed her presence. Life was good, yet he had plans for expansion and the nest way for that was to travel to Kings Landing for the coronation.

### Family Tree

Robert Reyne-Deceased

Alyssa Crakehall- Deceased

Reynard- Lord

Roland (Twin to Tywin)-75

Tywin Reyne B. 75 (Third Brother)

Leyton Reyne B.107

Leona Reyne B.110

### Meta

Skills: Smuggling, Evasion, Espianoge, Infiltration, Ambuscade

Mastery: Ringleader

Attribute: Diligent

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