Edwyn Valardin
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| Edwyn Valardin | |
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| Social Rank | 3 |
| Fealty | Valardin |
| House | Valardin |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 20 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Knight |
| Height | 6'1" |
| Hair Color | Sandy Brown |
| Eye Color | Blue |
| Skintone | Fair |
| Family | |
| Parents | Elba Valardin, Rauls Valardin |
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Description
%THe's of the usual male Valardin stock, which is to say Edwyn is tall, broad-shouldered, fit, fair of face, and hence easy on the eyes but fairly nondescript besides. There's little scarring to be found on his fair skin, but his stride and manner is lively when demanded - rarely does his gaze seem to truly light up with enthusiasm, however. He does care enough to keep the clean, angled lines of his face free of facial hair.
Personality
If Edwyn had a first choice for Great Houses to be born into, it would probably have not been Valardin. Though raised to strive for the ideal of the gleaming Valardin knight, it is hardly a role he takes to naturally, even if he may have a small talent with mount, mace and sword. Neither has he excelled in the few other roles he has tried to put his mind to - not faithful enough to sincerely serve the gods, not diligent enough to care for mathematics and stewardship, not charming and cunning enough to be a politician, he doesn't know what he can really be, nor what he wants to be. He is, at least, outgoing enough to enjoy a cup of tea here and there, and schooled well in his courtesies. Neither is he particularly dumb, though he is something of a natural follower, prone more to following than to making his own decisions.
Background
A cousin fairly far down the line of succession, Edwyn hasn't accomplished anything feast-worthy since birth, save perhaps for that time he'd managed to eat twenty bacon muffins the fastest. Like most of his kin, he was behooved to partake of the knightly tradition although despite his physical talent he has no particular love for the art of war, disdaining the troubles of hard campaign and the chore of having to chase down Shavs.
%T Fortunately, he's been saved from further responsibility in Sanctum to find instead his own calling in Arx. He doesn't exactly know what it'll be, but who knows. It could be books, adventure, love, storytelling, getting shitfaced in the other wards, anything except counting coins for the Valardin and riding out in patrol, please, Edwyn's happy enough without that.
