Ashara had survived the end of the Rebellion. She had thought about other things, but decided not to go through with it. The Martells had been slaughtered by the Lannisters, her brother Arthur killed by Ned Stark, Rheagar had his breastplate caved in by the now King Robert. So she decided to remain. The relic of a fallen age. You intrude upon her privacy and her thoughts. A new person, something she has yet to see in ages.

"And who may you be?" She asks, looking at you with a dismissive disdain and curiosity.