Rickon Stark

Rickon Stark is the youngest son of the head of House Stark of the Dreadfort, Torrhen Stark, Lord of The Dreadfort. He has an older brother Cregard and two younger sisters Alysanne and Arra.

A young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, being a member of one of the north's most prominent houses and a cadet branch of its Lord Paramount meant he had everything at hand, unfortunately the life of a second son is not the most exciting, while his brother trained to become a lord he was instructed to aid him, while Cregard got all the respect and met the North's most beautiful ladies Rickon was often mocked and found refugee in books in the Dreadfort's library but still something inside him knew he was bound for much more.

Appearance & Character
Rickon is a little shorter than his brother, being 5'7". He has black hair although it is a bit fairer than that of the rest of he house making him stand from the others and a penetrating look with somewhat pale eyes not seenin any other stark, a trait which the maester thinks is a remnant of what little Bolton blood still runs through the house's veins.

Rickon is intelligent, well educated, and a ferocious reader. He is sharp of wit and tongue but he lacks his brother martial skills. Rickon is not a skilled swordsman like his brother is but his slim body allow him to move faster and stealthy, for this reason the bow and the daggers were his weapons of choice excelling in them.

Rickon is a curious lad who often enjoys going into the Dreadfort's cripts and exploring the oldest parts of the castle.

History
Born in 392AC to Torrhen Stark and "___________". He spent his early days running around the dark halls of the Dreadfort, often making a handmaiden or two go crazy trying to find him.

His brothers always over protected him due to his small size and young age, although it was never meant to harm him Rickon saw it as if they were telling him he was not capable of doing stuff on his own. While his eldest brother was leader of the pack and Cregard was the lone wold, Rickon was no wolf at all. He had always heard tales of a wolf's strength, prowess in battle, determination and valor but he lacked all of them, there were no bookish wolves at least not in the stories the Dreadfort's nan told him.

At the age of 7 he started practicing archery with the Dreadfort's master at arms, proving to be an excellent archer, perhaps the best in his family. At the age of 12 he began going hunting with his father and brother, it was the only time he felt part of the pack.

When he was not practicing with the boy and arrow he scouted the books in the maester's library. Not long ago he found some old books, amongst them The Chronicles of Longsister  where he read during the rape of the three sisters the Boltons had a pavilion made out of the skin of dead sistermen and stories related to Night's King, where it is stated to have been a Bolton, making him curious of the family name and the reason behind their extinction.

Recent Events
In the last months Rickon found a sealed door in the oldest parts of the castle, he has not been able to open it...

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