Lorenzo Redrain
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| Lorenzo Redrain | |
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| Social Rank | 3 |
| Fealty | Redrain |
| House | Redrain |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 26 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Noble |
| Height | average height |
| Hair Color | Black |
| Eye Color | Brown |
| Skintone | Golden Tan |
| Family | |
| Parents | Caradicco Velenosa, Enhilda Halfshav |
| Siblings | Sofia Velenosa, Alessandro Velenosa |
| Uncles/Aunts | Vercyn Halfshav, Ahern Halfshav, Riker Halfshav, Khorinne Frorevind, Adelie Pravus, Benedetta Gallo, Wylla Halfshav |
| Cousins | Darren Redrain, Deva Redrain, Brianna Halfshav, Kieran Redrain, Fergus Redrain, Arik Halfshav, Freja Acheron, Khanne Halfshav, Anze Malvici, Leo Fidante, Calista Fidante, Cristoph Laurent, Jael Laurent, Cassandra Laurent, Eiran Laurent, Naka Laurent, Klaus Thrax, Artur Redrain, Aeryn Laurent, Kace Redrain, Nuala Redrain, Fiachra Redrain, Conn Redrain, Colette Laurent, Keirlys Fortier, Kristoph Fortier, Bellamy Redrain, Aine Halfshav, Reve Darkwater, Abby Laurent, Cirdan Halfshav, Nicia Miriam Fortier, Iliana Leary |
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Description
Lorenzo's dark hair is very soft, frequently worn in some stage of fluffy rumple, and he somehow constantly generates the impression that it needs to be trimmed. There's a doe's gentle warmth to his liquid brown eyes that gives him an unfair advantage in making entreaties, but might prove a true problem should he ever need to evince menace. His slim frame, long limbs and lithe build lend to the seeming impression is more darting prey animal than lunging predator. His smile, though, is entirely melting warmth, and there is nothing in it that suggests flight or fear.
Personality
Lorenzo's baseline is warmth: diplomatic due to native empathy, there seems to be something compassionate at his core, a wellspring of human kindness that can never run dry. This grants him an innate knack for certain kinds of diplomacy, especially those requiring empathy or the diffusion of tension. Generally innocuous, he is not a student of subtlety, and can be slow to catch implications, which can make him the butt of certain kinds of comedy, a joshing he takes generally in good stead. Innuendo flying over his head -- except for when comprehension dawns and he flusters, blushes and stammers -- is a good example of this. But really, Lorenzo's nature is that of a young man who honestly tries to think the best of people and find the silver lining in any dark cloud.
Background
The middle child of a cadet branch of a Velenosa line, Lorenzo learned early about the power of camouflage. It's not that he ever intentionally disappeared or tried to make himself overlooked, but somehow, environmentally, he grew from a toddler who never won the three-legged race to a young squire who won exercises just enough to be competent but lost them just enough to avoid accusations of excellence. As a young man, he did moderately well with tutors and scholars, but not so well that anyone really considered him as a shoe-in for the priesthood.
Somehow, with the discreet aid and protection of his older brother, Lorenzo went through a remarkably ordinary teenagerhood in Lenosia as a friendly, smiling, gentle version of the invisible average man. He had brief flirtations, but nothing that broke down the walls of romance. No one tried to assassinate him. He had acquaintanceships but few close friendships. He was liked, but not beloved. At 18, he took a cavalry commission and rode out to fight in skirmishes with Shav'Arvani, and even there, he neither distinguished himself as either hero or coward.
Nothing lasts forever, though. No prince of Velenosa can remain overlooked forever. War after disappearance after assassination, and a summons to the capital came; so Lorenzo sailed for Arx with an optimistic heart that, just maybe, not being overlooked would be all right.
