Ahmar Nightgold

Ahmar Nightgold
Social Rank	4
Fealty	Redrain
House	Nightgold
Gender	Male
Age	25
Religion	Shamanism/Pantheon
Vocation	Sentinel
Height	6'1"
Hair Color	Dark Brown
Eye Color	Gray
Skintone	Pale
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Description

Ahmar is a bit above average height and somewhat slight of build considering his occupation. He isn't big but he is strong considering his size, well toned muscle to account for his above average strength, but lean enough to be quite agile even when fully armored up. His dark brown hair is a wild mess of curls growing mostly up and out rather than down. His beard matching in color, but not wildness. He is somewhat pale and his face usually looks like a man who doesn't sleep that much, his eyes usually with some darkness under them. He is of standard nobility good looks, but he does a good job of hiding it with his somewhat scruffy wild appearance.

Personality

Ahmar is a quiet man, but not unkind. As a child he always felt he did not have much of a place in his family as everyone seemed so much more socially inclined and far more intelligent than he, so he often found himself turning inwards for solace when he felt overwhelmed. It wasn't that his family was unkind to him, by far the opposite, he has just always been rather introverted. Tending to get along with his animal companions more than people.

Despite his introverted personality, he really does like meeting new people, he just becomes a bit nervous like he is worried he won't know what to say and will end up making a fool of himself, but those who he ends up calling friends, he becomes devoted to. There is nothing he wouldn't do for those that are nice to him. Especially his family.

Background

Ahmar grew up in Stonedeep and was closest to his sister Azolla. Because of her illness as a child, and his lack of social skills and book smarts, he took to training, telling himself that at the very least he could keep his little sister safe. Once he became older and Azolla began to flourish more he began branching out a bit, offering his spear, sword, or axe to any who needed it. He see's it as his duty to keep the people of the north safe.

He saw many battles in his time up north. Most of which ending in him being injured so bad that most people wouldn't think a human could survive, but be it luck, the spirits, the gods or /something/, he always managed to make it out the other side without permanent damage, some of course requiring more recovery time than ever. Despite this, it never stopped him from picking his weapons and armor back up and going back at it.

More recently his sister came to Arx, and being distrustful of people he doesn't know, he decided to follow, just in case.