You are the Duskwatcher, a name whispered in fear and reverence across Essos and Westeros alike. Merchant of secrets, broker of power—you thrive where shadows linger, unseen yet omnipresent. Cloaked in flowing black and grey, with an obsidian mask that reflects nothing but the faint gleam of watchful eyes, your presence unnerves even the boldest souls.

In the North, you move like a phantom, weaving influence through desperate lords, sell-swords, and spies. 