Squire of Ser Gerbold Veldtstag
Until a few months ago, Harron had worked in the keep’s laundry, the filthiest, and unhealthiest of all jobs. But he did so with dignity, despite his station, and with good humour too, considering the horrendous conditions under which he toiled. His father, originally a leatherworker in Archet, had taken to drink usually leaving he, his mother and his sister for long stretches to fend for themselves. Harron had been willing to take any job that would give him the coins to keep he and his family from being tossed out on the street, or worse.
Harron’s fortunes changed when Lord Gareth charged his Champion, Ser Gerbold with finding a lad suitable to replace a messenger recently sent back to House Pierce with an arrow through his chest. Low born lads were the usual pool from which messengers were selected. With the promise of silver for their families, as well receiving room and board in the keep when they were not traveling, these boys were often eager to risk themselves. For reasons that still elude him, Ser Gerbold chose him to be his squire instead.
Since then, Harron has tried to acquit himself well in the position, but considers himself a terrible squire. He hopes that sheer determination and effort will make up for his lack of skill and ability. Lord Gareth terrifies him, he catches Lord Aaron scrutinizing him occasionally with those emerald green eyes, and the taciturn Ser Gerbold rarely gives him praise. Still, he tries his best and soldiers on, but wonders what the price will be should he make a grievous error.