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Maxen was raised in a distant noble holding, that, for the most part, no one had any good reason to visit, it had secured its place in the House with some tactical marriages that meant they were comfortably left alone. Unfortunately his mother died when he was young, and his father, being quite a bit older, seemed to be in a perpetual state of ill health. This rather left Maxen with the run of the place, and very few responsibilities. His father was doting though, and spared no expense in making sure that Maxen had access to the best teachers and mentors. By golly did Maxen get through them. Initially he would be the model student, absorbing everything, but as soon as he felt he knew everything on the subject matter the nonsense started. Add to this that Maxen has a tendency to stick his nose where it does not belong. All of this adds up to Maxen being... politely encouraged to make his way to the Arx, to... further his learning. Definitely not to get him out from under foot, oh no. Maxen was thrilled by this idea, he absolutely could not wait to see the big city, and see just how many scandals he could get himself embroiled in.

Maxen is a gangly, slim built sort. Starting from the top he has a mess of thick black hair, and peering out from under those curls are dark green eyes. Not brooding though, there seems to be an air of playfulness, a lack of seriousness. His face is a pleasant array of sharp angles, with full lips that seem to be easy to quirk at some unseen amusement. His eyebrows are thick, and in combination with the rest of him his face is very expressive.

Maxen is entirely irreverent and mischievous. This probably comes from a lack of any kind of discipline whatsoever, and an eager mind. He rapidly picks up new topics and absorbs them with great interest, however, this interest lacks focus. Beneath all the chicanery does lie a rather sensitive soul, it's entirely possible that he's just acting out to get attention. Poor boy.