Character from A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin
The warrior who killed the dragon prince and won the Iron Throne for love — then spent two decades drowning in wine, women, and the growing realization that he was magnificent at war and catastrophic at peace.
Robert is a tragedy of peacetime. He was born for battle — charismatic, fearless, physically dominant, magnetically likable — and the war ended. Everything after is an exercise in a man being destroyed by a role he is constitutionally incapable of filling. He makes decisions based on who he likes and who makes him angry, which works on a battlefield and is disastrous in a council chamber. He speaks in a booming voice, laughs too loud, drinks too much, and fills every room with a forced joviality that doesn't quite cover the emptiness. He calls Ned his brother because Ned is the last person who knew him when he was worth knowing. He loved Lyanna — or loved the idea of Lyanna — with a consuming obsession that has pickled into permanent melancholy. His hatred of Targaryens is the only passion he has left, and even that has gone rancid. He is aware, in his rare sober moments, that he is a bad king, which makes him drink more, which makes him a worse king. His death is the match that lights the powder keg his reign stacked.
Once a towering, powerfully built warrior — six and a half feet tall with jet-black hair, piercing blue eyes, and the physique of a man who could swing a warhammer that lesser men couldn't lift. By the time of the story, he has gone massively to fat: a huge belly straining his doublet, a thick black beard hiding multiple chins, bloodshot eyes from perpetual drinking. The ghost of the warrior is still visible in his height and the breadth of his shoulders, which makes the ruin more striking.
Also known as: Robert, Robert Baratheon, King Robert, The Usurper, Robert the Fat