Lewys Dondarrion

Ser Lewys Dondarrion is the second son of Lord Guyard Dondarrion of Blackhaven, and has served as a Knight of the Kingsguard since 420 AC, having replaced Ser Justin Mallister after the knight's suicide.

Appearance and Character
Whilst muscular, Lewys Dondarrion is built thinly, and uses it to his advantage, being both a strong fighter and an agile one. However, his lack of broadness does not affect how imposing the man looks, standing at six foot and two inches. His hair, much like many of his ancestors, is red-gold, cut to a medium length, and his beard, whilst thinner than his locks by far, is similar. Lewys wears the white armour of his order at all times save for sleeping, and wraps himself in a white cloak, clasped with the white lightning-bolt of his house, gifted to him by his uncle, Lucas.

Early Life
Lewys was born in the sixth month of 399 AC, in the castle of Blackhaven, to Lord Guyard Dondarrion and his wife. During his infancy, both Lewys' father and his uncle, Lucas, were absent, fighting alongside the Stormlander fleet in the War of the Three Thieves, leaving the life of the young Dondarrion to his mother. With her eldest son under the service of a Blackhaven knight, Lewys was the object of her affections, and for the first few years of his life, was spoiled greatly. Growing quite large as a young boy, the young Stormlander had not even thought about picking up a sword once in his life.

That would all change upon Lucas Dondarrion's return to Blackhaven. The War of the Three Thieves had been over for three years by the time the brother to the Lord Dondarrion appeared at his home, and he had changed greatly. Scarred and experienced, yet with a brighter outlook on life, Lucas asked his brother for permission to whip young Lewys into shape. Whilst Lord Guyard had not neglected his son - far from it, in fact - he had not cared for him, and had little time to devote to both his education and his wellbeing. And so, Guyard trained the boy in the basic skills of life, his mother attended to him, and Lucas introduced him to a strange new world, of knights, battle, and war.

Lewys did not take to it well. Initially happy to sit and rest, the young lad had no interest in his own strength, and enjoyed the idea of eating and reading far more. Lucas decided to humour him. When he decided to sit and eat, Lucas would do the same, and this persisted through every action the young boy took. And yet, when Lewys did nothing, Lucas trained. He would make a show of it, as well, and, deep into Lewys' seventh year, his tactic finally worked. With goading and encouragement from his uncle, the young Dondarrion got up from his seat, and headed to the training yard. Slightly overweight, and unfit, Lewys did not do well in his training, but the approving smile of Ser Lucas Dondarrion drove him forward. And so began the path that carries Lewys to this day.

To War
Whilst Lewys had the drive to train, he did not enjoy it, not at the start. As only a page, he lacked many of the responsibilities that came with being a squire, and so saw his tutoring as a long, drawn-out process with little reason or excitement behind it. One year into his training, however, and war erupted across the Seven Kingdoms. Her Grace, the Queen Visaera, was beset on all sides by rebels. On one, Maekar Targaryen, the Prince of Summerhall, fought to depose the Queen for her son, Rhaegar, and on the other, Maegor Waters, son of Prince Aenys Targaryen, fought for his own claim to the throne. For the first time in his life, Lewys' training took him from the black basalt walls of his ancestral home.

Lucas was placed in command of the Dondarrion forces sent to join with the greater Stormlander army, and Lewys went alongside him. Whilst the men under Gwayne Baratheon's command did not see combat, the young Dondarrion learnt the ways of camp life, and watched his uncle command the men of his homeland. Lucas held a strange way of command, being intimately familiar with his men, inspiring them, and tearing them apart personally for disobedience. Whilst initially confused by this, having read of great commanders with impersonal ways of leading their men, Lewys eventually was inspired by his uncle, adopting this way of leadership in his own, brief stints as a commander.

After a long march, to Highgarden and back, Lewys' experience of a "real" war had grown, although the lack of battle had almost saddened the young boy. His reluctance for combat that had been ever-present a year before was entirely absent, replaced with a zeal and wish for bloodshed that would not be tempered until his first kill, years later.

Peace and Boredom
After the Mummer's War, life slowed back to a crawl for the Dondarrions. Whilst trade increased as a result of workers travelling to work on the expansion of Summerhall, there was little for Lewys and his knightly master to do. Whilst the young boy's training still kept up its intensity, it was the same regimen, day in, day out. Little variety was present in his life, and so Lewys went to his father. Where Lucas Dondarrion was a swordsman, Lord Guyard's tongue was his weapon, and the young boy, now a squire, wished to learn how to use his voice in a similar way. Whilst not as strong as his elder brother, Guyard was well-liked by his subjects, and by everyone else around him, and in his younger years, had a tourney following of his own. And so, whilst Lucas taught his squire how to carry himself in combat, Guyard taught him how to carry himself out of it.

Balancing himself between the two studies, Lewys began to shape himself. In the same year as the birth of Prince Aegon Targaryen, the young squire was finally old enough to train with those who were not his uncle. Sparring with both the men of Blackhaven, and the other youths, Lewys presented himself as a valiant opponent, and won the respect of those he fought.

It was in 416 AC, eight years after his first taste of true war, that Lewys would receive a great honour, beyond those he had ever seen before. Waking early in the morning, a note from his father was slipped under his door, asking for his presence in the great hall. When he arrived, a great crowd had gathered, and the ageing Lord Guyard stood in armour that had not been seen in years, with an ornate sword in his hands. Beside him stood Ser Lucas, smiling. After a few quick exchanged words, Lewys was upon his knees, and Lucas Dondarrion had taken the sword from his brother's hands, and tapped it upon his squire's shoulders, seven times.

Ser Lewys Dondarrion, knight of Blackhaven, stood, a purple cloak draped about his neck. With dreams of grandeur, the young man discussed his plans with his father and his mentor. Knowing he would not inherit Blackhaven, Lewys decided he wished to serve the Queen directly, in the fabled order of the Queensguard. Proud of the man he had helped shape, Lucas suggested applying for a position as an officer in the City Watch of King's Landing, under Commander Zachary Moreland. With a heartfelt farewell to his family, and a bold comment about his success to his elder brother, Ser Lewys left, his ambition firmly in his heart.

From Gold to White
Lewys' arrival at King's Landing was in no way overstated. After connecting with other Stormlanders in the Goldcloaks, the young knight was able to secure a strong position in the Watch, as a Serjeant underneath Ser Davos Peasebury of the Old Gate. Recognising the Dondarrion's prowess in combat, the Captain placed him as head of the patrol behind the gate in the city proper, where he was more likely to get a taste of action.

Whilst not greatly dangerous, Lewys' time in the Goldcloaks was well-spent, and the Dondarrion was recognised as a reliable member of a not so reliable company of men, with much of the city's peacekeeping done by the men of the Golden Company. However, Lewys' district required little Company intervention, a rare spark of competence in the corrupt City Watch. One year into Lewys' service, and this corruption came to light, with Commander Moreland losing his position, and his head. Expecting a possible restructuring of the command chain, due to a possible promotion of his own Captain, Lewys was disappointed when Lord Rodrik Connington assumed the position himself.

However, he did not let his disappointment carry into his effectiveness. Where many of his colleagues would perform their own, perverse form of justice on criminals, Lewys was famous for his objective stance on everything. He would judge men himself, before sending them upwards to the Master of Laws and his justiciars, accompanied by a note or a more extensive summary of the crime in question. When he was required to kill, however, he did it with ruthless, and unquestioning efficiency. Whilst not stupidly obeying orders that would get him killed, Lewys did not hesitiate in moments of danger, and did not rethink his orders. And so, he built up a reputation as an obedient man, and a picture of knighthood.

When Alesander Staedmon ascended to the position of Commander, Lewys once again held his breath for a promotion. Staedmon, like himself, was a Stormlander, from a similar place in their home kingdom, and another second son to boot. However, little came once again, and Lewys was forced to settle for his main renown being his own personal performance.

Two more years of service came and went, with little change coming in the knight's direction. Growing to and passing, his twentieth year Lewys had grown from a young upstart officer to an experienced man, and a well-respected one at that. Whilst he had not performed any extraordinary acts, word of his reliability and skill had spread throughout King's Landing, and wormed its way up to the upper echelons of Westerosi society - the Small Council, and more precisely, Lord Commander Daeron Targaryen.

And so, in 420 AC, when Ser Justin Mallister comitted suicide, in the wake of Queen Visenya Targaryen's death, a letter arrived at Lewys' residence in the city. It read rather simply, that his presence was required by His Grace, Rhaegar II Targaryen. It was then that the reason he had come to King's Landing returned to him, in full force.

An Oath
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