Name: Cato Noriah
Position: Merchant Lord of Westeros & Essos Family: None Weapon(s): None Pet: None Story: Cato was born into a life most who were not highborn envied. His father was a well respected merchant who traded goods for families all over Westeros. His success allowed him to build a manse on Aegon's Hill, and the Noriah family were oft invited to share dinners in the castle with the Tyrell's, and other such nobles. When Cato was 15 his mother and father died at sea. Their bodies found weeks after the shipwreck, leaving the boy in the hands of his Maester to raise. The problem was the boy was a polymath. Able to learn anything he set himself too he was oft bored with repetitive routines and he left home on one of his families ships for the free cities. Visiting his family homes in Pentos, Lys, and Braavos he became addicted to drugs, alcohol, and whores. But where most thought he was like any other Westeros Highborn, spoiled and entitled, doing this was his way of sewing wild oats... it actually was his way of quieting his mind. If he did not, insomnia would keep him up for days at a time. Driven from Braavos for keeping several popular concubines within his home, he returned to Kings Landing, gone for ten years he is home again and has much to try and wrap his head around, but the visions he kept having of fire... only made sense... once he came upon Aja... Now the Red Priestess is working with Cato to quiet his mind and help him, but can someone as broken and lost as him, ever been redeemed? |