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Podraig looks to be in the middle of his twenties and has fine, youthful features. The man is around six feet in height and has two striking features that stand out immediately. The first are his winding, thorn-like facial tattoos. Forest green in color, they seem to function as much as camouflage as clan identity. The second is the long cascade of platinum blonde hair that falls wild from the top of his head down to the middle of his back. His steel-grey eyes seem a little intense for his clean-shaven, youthful face and make him appear older.
The young shav'arvani warrior is lean and muscular like a runner. More forest-green clan tattoos that wind down his arms could often be seen, especially during the warmer months.
Podraig could probably win competitions in dourness, if he cared for such things. As it turns out, he doesn't seem to care for much of anything if one were to judge by the everpresent grimace on his face. The soft trrappings of Compact life are not for him; a topic he would be far more vocal about had he not learned that lesson from a charitable employer. Mostly he is quiet and stoic save for the occasional roll of the eyes or exasperated sigh.
Podraig was born and raised among the shav'arvani people of the Shadowood. The clan Gwent were hunters by renown, but often served as warriors to help defend neighboring lands when called for. He had the typical upbringing a young man of his clan received: training with a short-spear, how to move quickly and quietly through the forest, and a wealth of knowledge about the Shadowood.
While he proved a talented hunter, Podraig was always more inclined to keep to himself and wasn't big on words. He didn't complain when they assigned him to night watch duty as it gave him the many hours of quiet contemplation that he enjoyed. He was a touch too sober for his brothers, sisters, and cousins so it was best for all.
After an encounter with Natalia Whisper, Podraig agreed to return to Arx with her to work as her bodyguard. It was also an opportunity for the shav'arvani man to experience life in the city. After over a year in her service, she convinced him to join the Compact. He approached House Keaton and swore his fealty, to which the Marquis accepted.