The Three-Eyed Raven
He was flying again. Bran soared through the black sky. He knew he was dreaming, that much was clear, but why did it feel so...so real?. Bran looked at Westeros. There was no crow accompanying this time.
"You seem lost, young one." Said an old, male voice. Bran looked around, startled, seeing nothing."You are strong in the Force...almost as strong as the boy..."
"Who are you?" Bran demanded. After a moment, he saw someone. He was a tall man with brown hair and blue eyes. He wore cream robes and had a face of a human. He was no crow. He was just a man.
"Someone who will help you on your journey." The man said. He turned his head to Westeros."Tell me, what do you see?" The man asked.
Bran looked at the land."I...I only see people."
"There's more than that. Look closer." He did.
He saw, in Kings landing, a blind man on a ship and his father's head on a pike. He saw odd men and creatures that walked on two legs through the sewers, and in the crowd, he saw two women and two odd, horse-like creatures walking with them.
Beyond the sea, he saw Dragons, a man in a grey uniform, a man in a green scarf, and three odd, colorful ponies, all lead by a woman with white hair.
Across the land, he saw grey, long, metal Dragons in the sky, laying waste with red fire to the ground, all being led by red men.
At a black stoned island, he saw a red woman with an old man, who had almost bald hair, burning men.
He saw men in white armor, one of them bowing to his brother, Robb, with a green, glowing blade.
He saw a young, blue-haired man cut off the head of someone with red hair at the Wall.
Beyond the Wall, he saw a white-haired man with a bright, red, glowing blade, that was similar to the one he had seen earlier, and he was carrying a sword. He saw a green woman with two tails at the back of her head.
He saw the undead.
"Wh...What is all this?" He asked.
"Some of these people are from my land," The old man said."Others...from a different realm. I had hoped that they would help you against the White Walkers, but it seems they only have made things worse."
Bran looked at him."Why? Why are they here in the first place?"
"All in good time. You must wake up now. I promise we'll meet again."
"Wait!" Bran said."Who are you?"
"Qui Gon. Qui Gon Jinn."