Catelyn Tully

Catelyn Tully, still a young woman, already bears the dignity of the eldest. Serious without being austere, she has a deep sense of duty and watches over her younger siblings like a second mother. Loyal and thoughtful, she observes more than she acts hastily, preferring words to anger. She loves her home and the Conflans with a deep attachment, but behind her restraint hides a keen sensitivity, which she hides out of pride. Between pragmatism and tenderness, she already embodies the balance of her house: Family, Duty, Honor.

Appearance: Catelyn Tully, on the cusp of youth, is a young woman of quiet beauty. Her deep red hair, bright as flames at dusk, falls in long waves over her shoulders. Her blue-gray eyes recall the waters of the Riverbank, clear but changeable, sometimes gentle, sometimes severe. Her fair skin still bears the freshness of womanhood, and her fine, delicate features already announce the elegance of the woman she is Her gait is straight, imbued with a natural assurance, but her gestures retain the restraint of a young lady raised in the idea of ​​duty. She does not have the fragile brilliance of Lysa nor the ardor of Edmure, but a calm beauty, made of simple grace and dignity.