HIGHBORN, KLAUS ARRYN

klaus arryn

i'm just the god above everything else

While the deepest cold encircled Vanessa’s birth, his conception afforded the luxury of being the second born of the twin pair. Both born of Arryn and old valyria blood‏, these two infant stars would eventually morph into powerful supernovas. 

While the second born, Lord Artys’ and his wife would relish in the fact that their newest child was blessed with the gender, male. He would be Artys’ successor, for it was his birthright. Much like the Vale’s great defender, heightened expectations were placed upon the infant’s shoulders, for without even understanding his purpose, the gods smiled upon him with rays of responsibility.

Even from his youth, strong hints of prodigiousness ran through his veins. Naturally talented in the art of combat, his preferred weapons—much to the liking of his father—became the sword and bow. Despite his age, Klaus was far more adept at the art of battle than many of his age. His talents were only further augmented by the royal and strenuous training his father, and those trusted around him, placed upon the future warden of the east. The pressure, though as a grand as a mountain, seemed to hinder the young ruler minimally, for he accepted his legacy very early on, and adopting the dogmata and measures that came with it.

Beyond his physical excellence, Klaus was noted to be a very intelligent child. He took literature just as early as he took to the blade and his ability to not only comprehend knowledge, but also apply it was nigh-unparalleled. When his father left the Vale, Klaus followed, and when notions of warfare and military tactics were discussed, the young lord’s ear remained to the wall. This fascination that was birthed in the twilight years of his life would eventually shape his entire outlook on life as he aged well, and took the mantle of war council.

Still far younger than his peers, the youngest of the Arryn bloodline superseded those around him. His natural aptitude for strategy and combat made him ideal for the position, and within a few years, his name was far pronounced across the Vale. Joining his father on a number of campaigns in attempts to secure stability around the region, the Old Knights collectively developed Klaus’ future moniker, using it as a slight quip towards their ruler, Artys. Needless to say, while they playfully used the name (though still aware of the prince’s conviction and overall talent) their joke would eventually become reality. Klaus only needed more time to execute his plans.

He became the World Eater. His body matured, and his arsenal of skills developed, Klaus’ sense of freedom also blossomed. He grew less fond of being employed by another nation, and versed in his land’s lore, the young prince eventually spawned a deep-seeded hatred for those who refused the Eyrie’s sovereignty.

The Iron Throne, and any one else who decided to impose themselves upon the Vale would eventually collapse beneath the weight of one thousands mountains. 

What he possessed in natural talent, however, Klaus severely lacked in application. While he traveled with his father, the majority of their encounters were nonviolent. The extent of his rather extensive training never exited the walls of the vale, for he studied in the kingdom’s solitude. His opponents were guards and his father—people he could never truly apply hatred towards and vice-versa. Needless to say, his solicitation was perfection, though without experience to solidify his life’s work, he would never truly blossom. And while talented for his age, Klaus was no fool. If he dared to act against an opposition who truly held malice for his him or his people, and their expertise and age matched or ascended past his, life would be barred.

Even his position on the war council was merely a means to accelerate preparation. Artys wasn’t without wit and wisdom, and knew his child didn’t possess the world-borrowed acquaintance and ethos to advise, let alone strategize. What seemed as a crutch, nonetheless, would find new purpose as Klaus would exploit every opportunity possible to learn and eventually, lead. He needed to consume more in the form of information, and exercise his muscle memory and physical aptitude to the zenith of power. This would be rigorous, and would exhaust quite some time. He was willing, however.

His goal in life became one of pure simplicity: free his land, and free his people. Decimating anyone who stood in the way of such high aspirations. These visions for the future, however, like much in the mysterious child’s life, were kept to himself. For now, he’d keep the façade to retain the peace; relishing in the calm before the storm.




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