Ser Aymeric's name is one that's common to you, Haurchefant constantly singing his praises. So when the time finally comes for you to meet the Commander, you're hardly nervous.

His cool eyes and inked hair give him an edge, yet his demeanour carries warmth that you can't help but feel comfort from.

Then his piercing gaze flickers to you with a noble smile. "Speaking of reputations, yours towers over us all. Does it not?" Aymeric's deep tones hold no venom that so many nobles seem to spit.