Difference between revisions of "Jamie Greenmarch"
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− | |Description= | + | |Description=Though the eldest Greenmarch son is a physical specimen to behold, his strapping physique is easily matched by mossy green eyes that always seem to carry this distant, yet piercing vibe to them. Where those emeralds look, they always seem almost disconnected, distant even, as if the wielder were seeing things others could not. |
− | His | + | The complexion of Jamie's skin has a slight weathering look to it and a healthy tan, indicating the man has spent many years outdoors. His sandy brown hair is short with hardly any attention paid to its neatness. |
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+ | Physically, the prodigal son is in the peak of shape, the product of years of discipline and training, muscles carved as if sculpted from the old oak pillars that hold up the family home. He stands roughly six feet tall, one hundred and ninety pounds with every inch and pound of that height packed with lean, symmetrical muscle. | ||
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+ | Though his clothing often shifts with the weather, Jamie is most often seen in fur-lined leathers and hide over the more showy fashion that others of his social standing would wear. | ||
+ | |Personality=Stalwart. If there were only one word that could be chosen to describe Jamie Greenmarch. Reliable, honorable, and unquestionably loyal. Beneath that seemingly unbendable demeanor is a restless spirit who prefers the freedom of the road over the walls of nobility. Even as a child, it was obvious that his energetic and impulsive nature was going to be a problem if it wasn't harnessed and guided appropriately. Now, through experience and training, much of that impulsiveness has been tempered by discipline. On the field of battle, the eldest Greenmarch son is an anchor in the midst of chaos, the eye of the proverbial storm. Calm and steady, though woe to those who threaten the ones he loves. Simmering just below his surface is potential energy that burns as hot as a volcano's depths, ready to erupt and show the world what he is capable of if pushed too far, though that threshold is incredibly high. | ||
|Background=The eldest son of Alda and Malcolm Greenmarch, Jamie Greenmarch had two whole years to sow his wild oats and bask in the adoration of both mother and father before Cullen, Margret and Ianna came along. Between the ages of zero and two, he was a menace. Greenhaven's stray dogs hid whenever the young babe crawled near. All that passion, and no tempering to it! But along came his siblings, and with them, the knowledge and power of love. | |Background=The eldest son of Alda and Malcolm Greenmarch, Jamie Greenmarch had two whole years to sow his wild oats and bask in the adoration of both mother and father before Cullen, Margret and Ianna came along. Between the ages of zero and two, he was a menace. Greenhaven's stray dogs hid whenever the young babe crawled near. All that passion, and no tempering to it! But along came his siblings, and with them, the knowledge and power of love. | ||
Revision as of 23:04, 21 June 2018
Jamie Greenmarch | |
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Social Rank | 5 |
Fealty | Valardin |
House | Greenmarch |
Gender | Male |
Age | 28 |
Religion | Shamanism/Pantheon |
Vocation | Noble |
Height | 6'0" |
Hair Color | Light Brown |
Eye Color | Moss Green |
Skintone | Medium |
Family | |
Parents | Malcolm Greenmarch, Alda Greenmarch |
Siblings | Ianna Greenmarch, Cullen Greenmarch, Margret Greenmarch |
Uncles/Aunts | Muiryn Greenmarch, Maeve Greenmarch, Murdoch Greenmarch, Marcel Greenmarch |
Cousins | Marian Redrain, Marius Greenmarch, Monique Greenmarch, Niamh Greenmarch, Fiachra Valardin, Rowan Greenmarch, Neve Greenmarch, Eirlys Greenmarch |
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Description
Though the eldest Greenmarch son is a physical specimen to behold, his strapping physique is easily matched by mossy green eyes that always seem to carry this distant, yet piercing vibe to them. Where those emeralds look, they always seem almost disconnected, distant even, as if the wielder were seeing things others could not.
The complexion of Jamie's skin has a slight weathering look to it and a healthy tan, indicating the man has spent many years outdoors. His sandy brown hair is short with hardly any attention paid to its neatness.
Physically, the prodigal son is in the peak of shape, the product of years of discipline and training, muscles carved as if sculpted from the old oak pillars that hold up the family home. He stands roughly six feet tall, one hundred and ninety pounds with every inch and pound of that height packed with lean, symmetrical muscle.
Though his clothing often shifts with the weather, Jamie is most often seen in fur-lined leathers and hide over the more showy fashion that others of his social standing would wear.
Personality
Stalwart. If there were only one word that could be chosen to describe Jamie Greenmarch. Reliable, honorable, and unquestionably loyal. Beneath that seemingly unbendable demeanor is a restless spirit who prefers the freedom of the road over the walls of nobility. Even as a child, it was obvious that his energetic and impulsive nature was going to be a problem if it wasn't harnessed and guided appropriately. Now, through experience and training, much of that impulsiveness has been tempered by discipline. On the field of battle, the eldest Greenmarch son is an anchor in the midst of chaos, the eye of the proverbial storm. Calm and steady, though woe to those who threaten the ones he loves. Simmering just below his surface is potential energy that burns as hot as a volcano's depths, ready to erupt and show the world what he is capable of if pushed too far, though that threshold is incredibly high.
Background
The eldest son of Alda and Malcolm Greenmarch, Jamie Greenmarch had two whole years to sow his wild oats and bask in the adoration of both mother and father before Cullen, Margret and Ianna came along. Between the ages of zero and two, he was a menace. Greenhaven's stray dogs hid whenever the young babe crawled near. All that passion, and no tempering to it! But along came his siblings, and with them, the knowledge and power of love.
At the tender age of two, the young warrior learned what it was to treasure something above ones' self. With each new sibling's arrival, Jamie was honed into a noble, fierce protector. There was something about him, something truly honorable.
When Greenmarch joined the Compact, Jamie was keen to become a Champion. It allows him to channel and expel the passionate energy that so rarely sees release. But for the day-to-day, the man keeps busy as a disciple for the Knights of Solace, and more recently, has signed on as an instructor with the Academy of War, further strengthening Greenmarch's deep ties to House Keaton and its fresh ties with the Compact.