Ranver Blacktree

Ranver Blacktree
Social Rank	3
Fealty	Grayson
House	Blacktree
Gender	Male
Age	36
Vocation	Noble
Height	tall
Hair Color	Black
Eye Color	Brown
Skintone	Medium
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Description

A tall man with broad shoulders and a solid frame. His skin is tanned, darker in those summer months when it is touched by the sun. Rich brown eyes hold an intense gaze, astute and alert, and his face, while not traditionally handsome, has a strength to it. A large nose that may have been broken a time or two, an impressive jawline, and deep dimples that show only when he smiles are all accented by the trimmed facial hair that matches the dark black hue of his longer tresses. He moves with confidence, and stands as one accustomed to the weight of responsibility.

Personality

A man who understands the weight of responsibility, Ranver is seldom one to smile or laugh, but he is not without his own sense of joy. He finds this in his piety, as a devout follower of Jayus. His voice is even, a strength carried in his tone born from years of leadership. There is pride within him, but it is not self-glorifying. He takes pride in his family, in his people, in the traditions of his society. For himself, he reserves an overwhelming sense of duty and sacrifice. Beneath the surface, small glimpses of the pain of loss can be caught by the most discerning of eyes.

Background

To those in the Compact, Ranver's story is the stuff of whispered half-truths, suppositions, and legend. He first appeared within the walls of Bastion when it fell, managing to occupy what the Graysons failed to protect. For months the Blacktree forces survived right under the nose of the Horned God's intruders. Surprisingly, he left the city with his troops after the Reclamation of Bastion, where soldiers on the field claim he rode with his people on the side of the Compact, assisting in expelling evil from the city and returning it to the hands of the Graysons.

Nothing is known of his life before and after.