Fiachra Valardin
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| Fiachra Valardin | |
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| Social Rank | 3 |
| Fealty | Valardin |
| House | Valardin |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 23 |
| Religion | Pantheon/Shamanism |
| Vocation | Huntsman |
| Height | 6'2" |
| Hair Color | Black |
| Eye Color | Moss Green |
| Skintone | Sun-Bronzed |
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| Parents | Murdoch Greenmarch |
| Siblings | Eirlys Greenmarch |
| Uncles/Aunts | Muiryn Greenmarch, Maeve Greenmarch, Marcel Greenmarch |
| Cousins | Edain Valardin, Isabeau Valardin, Vance Valardin, Tabitha Valardin, Valen Valardin, Beaumont Valardin, Marian Valardin, Aurelian Valardin, Sophie Valardin, Marius Greenmarch, Monique Greenmarch, Malorie Valardin, Niamh Greenmarch, Rowan Greenmarch, Neve Greenmarch, Tristram Valardin, Umay Valardin |
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Description
Rugged features and a tousled silhouette make it readily apparent, even upon first glance, that Fiachra isn't the typical immaculate type of noble. His crowning glory is the black hair usually left falling heavily past his shoulders in loose waves which, along with the ever-present shadow of a beard, only manage to slightly soften the sharper angles of his cheeks, aquiline nose, and jawline. Said sharp features tend to draw attention to the moss green eyes standing out in bright contrast to his sun-bronzed, lightly freckled skin, giving an overall impression not unlike the corvian he's named for. Even his tall, athletic frame tends to reinforce that image. When he smiles, though, it does a great deal to lessen the predatory mien into something approaching a more expected civility.
Personality
While often reserved in unfamiliar situations, Fiachra generally becomes more verbose once he's found his social footing. He always seems to be paying attention to his surroundings, regardless of the situation, and is noticeably more at ease when outdoors. When he's relaxed, it's rather easy to bring a smile to his face and general cheer to his demeanor.
Background
With a father crippled in battle prior to his birth, and a mother who fell to illness when he was but five, Fiachra grew up with the kind of fierce independence expected from those who had self-responsibility thrust upon them from youth. He always had a strong affinity for the Greenwood, and came to know its paths and all the variety of flora and fauna that called it home. Over time, he became a skilled woodsman and aided in the defence of the lands that his clan had held for centuries against all threats.
Honestly, he probably would have been content living out his days there, but change is inevitable, especially as a nephew of the Greenmarch chief, Marcel. When the Greenmarch Abandoned bent their knee and became members of the Compact, the ability to be flexible in one's worldview became a trait necessary for survival. In truth, of all his immediate family members, it's probably his younger sister that most embodies that particular quality. She's headed now to Arx to embrace this new world of opportunity that has opened up to them, and their father has tasked Fiachra with accompanying Eirlys to keep watch over her.
