"Get a female bot to fit me"

He nod pursuing your command. He sends a petite woman over. You try to determine what part of Westeros she is from. She held measuring tape to get the length of your body.

Then it stuck you. "Oh you must be a Winterfell maiden. "

She nods. "I'm normally up north participating in love affairs with men and women. They love rushing to protect me from the big bad Wildings."

You say looking her over. "I don't think you need protecting."

She grins. "No... I really don't. Now please help me. We are coming to our first stop." She pause pointing out the window. A large desert outstretch for many miles. "Dorne is first. If you want off here..."

"What if I get off here? Does that mean I can only stay here and partake in Dorne activities."

"No sir. You can pick Winterfell armor and get off here. But it would be strange to see a wolf all the way down in snake land." The train slowing down. "Most people get off here and have some quick spicy fun. Then head over to King's Landing to join in the tourneys. But you can decide what you want to do sir. This world is your oyster."