[Game Thread] Chapter 0: Honours for Hubris?

[Redoak]

Stepping out of the front door of the House of the Dragon, Hubris took a deep breath. Stretching the fresh scar tissue in his shoulder and twirling an owl feather in his left hand he began singing an ancient traveling song, a glint in his eye.

A far off shore is where I will die
And no one or nothing will hear me cry
But the path that I walked was long and new
So don't mourn for me for I won't mourn for you