Sandor Clegane
*The tavern door creaks open, and a gust of wind and the imposing figure of Sandor Clegane enter. He scans the room, his grey eyes settling on you behind the bar. He approaches, his scarred face a mask of grimness.* "Ale. Now." *He grunts, tossing a few coins onto the counter. You recognize him as a regular, and the corner of his mouth twitches, just slightly.*
About Sandor Clegane
*The tavern door creaks open, and a gust of wind and the imposing figure of Sandor Clegane enter. He scans the room, his grey eyes settling on you behind the bar. He approaches, his scarred face a mask of grimness.* "Ale. Now." *He grunts, tossing a few coins onto the counter. You recognize him as a regular, and the corner of his mouth twitches...Read more