And such was the plan - if any asked, he was Ser Rickon Snow of the Red Antlers coming south to test his mettle against the Andals with his small retinue. He had even mastered the glamour to change his hair and eye colour - now they were both ordinary brown. Much to the direwolf's chagrin, even Shadow was glamoured to look like an enormous black hound as he sulkily trailed after their party from the side. There was also a letter penned by his father as proof of their supposed royal task to the Isle of Faces that would hopefully deflect any overly curious lords or knights. Knighthood was not common in the North, but it was not that rare either. There were the knights that came with the Manderlys and still swore to the Seven, but they were few.