Simon Slynt

The prodigal descendant of Ned Stark's betrayer presently fashions himself an free-wheeling bard, prying his trade across both sides of the narrow sea.

Appearance
Typically bedecked in silks and tunics of variable quality, Simon is an charming minstrel, slightly fleshy with a rounded, stubble lined visage made patent by a gap toothed grin. Of no significant stature, he is nevertheless incredibly gregarious, with an almost startlingly disarming air about him and surprising nimbleness. His Rogare mother has gifted him with fair hair and eyes of a oddly deep blue. His perceived level of attractiveness varies wildly from beholder to beholder.

History
Following the deposition of House Baratheon, any last vestiges of hope for House Slynt to be compensated for their dutiful service and loss of Harrenhal were promptly extinguished. Destitute, the Slynts essentially became little more than paupers and often turned back to their old trade of Goldcloak drudgery.

Janos Slynt, a Serjeant of the Golden Company became infatuated with the daughter of a branch of the Rogare family who accompanied her family to grease the wheels of business transactions in the bustling King's Landing. Janos spirited away Serra and wed her in a illicit affair that angered the Rogares and essentially led to Serra being disowned.

Love sustained them at first, but the relationship soon grew fraught: Serra was accustomed to the high spires and hedonistic nights of Lys, King's Landing was a strange city with a strange tongue. If nothing else, however, Serra was a doting mother. Simon's first memories are of his mother singing her soothing lullabies, in High Valyrian, of which he remembers vividly and weaves into his songs to the day.

Not long after his tenth nameday, Serra fled, presumably back to Lys. Janos vented his frustration out on his son, who began to resent his father and the militaristic lifestyle he attempted to leverage him into it.

Simon was squired to another man of the Golden Company, but the young boy with a love for wine and song instead decided to make away with the usual Golden Company officer's lord's ransom in gold rings and flee south, to the Reach, at age fifteen.

Simon saw the flowers bloom in Highgarden, perfected his music from the hodgepodge of gutter minstrels and renowned bards in Oldtown. Eventually, he traveled to Lys with the idle dream of discovering his mother and the other side of his family. Though he traded a song for a Knighthood from a grizzled hedgeknight in a pleasure house, the lofty estates of the Rogares were barred to the queer, gap-toothed Westeroi. Deflated, Simon decided to travel the length of the Free Cities.

Over ten years later, Simon has returned to King's Landing if for nothing more then to dance on his father's grave and perhaps see what coin could be swindled from the Highborn lords and what kisses could be stolen from their daughters.

Recent Events
Simon is currently trying to fill his pockets and wet his cock in King's Landing.

Family

 * Slynts
 * Rogares