10th Day of the 5th Moon:

Winterfell, The North:

Jason pulled up on the reins bringing his horse to a halt. Before him were the walls of Winterfell. He knew that his had arrived a few days before the rest of the travelers from the Capital would be arriving. He was oddly calm and stoic considering what had happened back in Ironrath. Below the surface though he was bouncing with angry and vengeance among other emotions. Somewhere out in the North there hide the person who killed his wife and he would be there when they are found.

Continuing down the path he announced his arrival to the guards above they gates and was granted entrance. Making his way to the stables he dismounted and gave over his mount to the stable hand.