Royal observer of the northern war and disgraced master swordsman, formally the king's First Guard. He has the voice of a screamer monkey, but his skills with a blade are unmatched by anyone except maybe the Bloody Nine.    Gorst in one phrase: He cut someone down with his long steel laid someone else's head open with the corner of his shield, strap twisting in his hand, his face aching he was smiling so hard, every breath burning with joy. This is living! Well, not for them, but-