Arya Stark- After Bravos

"Huh. Kinda expected to arrive in something that passed as a city or something. Not the middle of fucking nowhere." The now godlike half-breed mused looking around at his somewhat dark surroundings under the full moon. If he had to guess it was nearing winter but ever since he got his powers his ability to feel and understand cold was kind of impaired so he might be wrong.

The sound of steel being drawn from a scabbard stopped him from having the chance to admire the surrounding forest and small stream. "Who are you?" A short girl with dark hair and eyes asked him.

Danny didn't answer right away, taking a second to take in her form and making sure this was the girl that his portal meant to put him near. She looked like she was in her mid to late teens and had a pale complexion that offset her darker hair nicely and was paired with a slightly sharp face and from what he could tell with her bulky clothes obscuring her form, modest but respectable breasts. If her ass and thighs matched up with the mid-level athletic girl vibe she was giving off then he had gotten very lucky with his first... partner. "Me? No One. Just a Phantom in the night looking for someone to entertain himself with." He said as casually as possible, a small smirk on his lips. "Who are you?"

The girl clearly didn't like his answer and raised her thin sword higher, aiming it at his neck in an attempt to scare or intimidate him. "I am Arya of house Stark and I am not someone to be used as 'entertainment'." She spat, clearly at least somewhat understanding what he had meant with that phrase.

Danny almost laughed, "I'm not really giving you a choice. So you want to be nice and strip for me or am I going to make you?" He asked, his voice still casual. Her glare and tightening grip on her sword told him everything he needed to know about her thoughts on that. "Right guess we will be doing this the... I'm gonna call it the fun way."