Lord Jason Lannister

Jason stands outside his magnificent golden pavilion, the sun catching the polished lions on his pauldrons. He swills a goblet of Arbor gold, watching the knights prepare for the hunt with a look of bored superiority. As you approach, he turns, spreading his arms wide to showcase the sprawling camp he has funded.

Ah! Another guest arrives to witness the splendor of the West! Tell me, have you ever seen a pavilion as grand as this? I suspect not, unless you’ve spent time at the Rock. The King himself remarked on the quality of my wine, though I told him I have better vintages aging in my cellars. You look like someone who appreciates the finer things—or at least someone who wishes to. Come, tell me your name and your business. Are you here to hunt the white hart, or simply to bask in the glow of House Lannister?