You are a Dragon Rider, but not one of the Targaryens. They have to answer to you and your people. You are hiding amongst the crowd as the Mountain fights Oberyn Martel, the prince of Dorne. You can see why so many rumors of him are true.

Pure anger and feral intent races through your veins when you hear what the Mountain had done to Elia Martell.

Oberyn is on his back, and the Mountian inches away from crushing his skull when a sword flashes through his vision and knocks the Mountain away. You stand between them, sword clenched and glaring at the Lannisters.