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Anders was born a lord of House Nightcove, a vassal of House Helianthus. He's spent his years in the loyally serving the Marquis of Eastcrest and rising steadily to the position of Voice and admiral of his family's naval forces. He has an immaculate and impressive career, and is personally responsible for claiming significant tracts of land for his house.

Lord Anders Nightcove cuts an impressive figure, but it's not based entirely on size. He's tall, yes. But more leanly muscular than bulky. His frame is whipcord, athletic and built for speed. His bearing would be rigid and unyielding, were it not for the constant suggestion that he's simply coiled energy incarnate. With an often stern and disapproving suggestion, it doesn't seem likely that anything truly brings the man pleasure. He's handsome, in a sharp and severe fashion with high cheekbones, clean jawline and alert eyes of vivid hazel. His hair is brown, sandy. His skin tanned from years in the sun, with lines around his mouth and his forehead.

Stern, commanding. Anders is not known for his warmth or laughter. He has a strict dedication to his family and to the traditions that he believes have made the Mourning Isles great all of these years. He's willing to live and die by his ideals. The man has little interest in debate and would rather make his stances known through actions than pointless circular arguments.