[ Without a word, Theon disappears back into his bedroom and reemerges a moment later carrying a black t-shirt emblazoned with the sigil of his house: a fearsome golden kraken, all thanks to his very useless ability. It doesn’t make him happy (so few things do), but he’s made enough bank on it to live comfortably. ]

You will find merchandise carrying this image being sold across the porter cities. It's my doing. Whatever you may call that, that is what I am now.