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Appearance:
Name: Lord Rory Baratheon
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Nicknames / Titles: The Raging Stag, Lord of Dragonstone
Marital Status: Unmarried
Personality:
Lord Rory Baratheon - a well recognized name throughout the Kingdom, known for his direct manner of speaking - and lack of social graces, he could be described as a bitter, hateful man. But those who label him as such know nought about him. Rory is a man of great determination, fierce passion, and incredible intellect.
No doubt, one of the greatest minds in Westeros, a battle against him - would be fearsome indeed. Whilst no slouch in many departments, his desire for what he believes is his often leads to blind arrogance, and rash actions. And his diplomatic skills are nothing short of poor.
Biography: Whilst born as the eldest son of the Baratheon household, it was no secret that the relationship between Rory and his father was always hanging by a thread, unlike most eldest sons; Rory received little direction in the ways of ruling, and was even denied his birthright as Lord of Storms End. Most considered him the 'failure' child, due to his own ambitions and blatant disregard for his fathers words - yet these traits were the results of his own neglect, likely a result of his mothers death in childbirth, his birth.
There were many reasons for the fallout between the two, some minor, some prominent. Such as Rory's disagreement with the lessons taught by Osmond, ranging to Rory's defiance to his father.
His physique was a combination of natural strength, and his rigorous daily training exercises. Whilst his younger brother Braedon was trained to rule the lands, Rory was busy training his body to mimic the perfect warrior. However, one thing his father never learnt was his eldest son's incredible ability to command an a battlefield, and not simply swing a sword.
The art of tactical warfare was the only thing the Baratheon could do better than fight, and all of his skills were mostly self taught; Rory actually spent the majority of his time away from home, and it became apparent that Osmund soon just stopped caring completely.
With that, Rory abandoned his home at the age of 17, in favour of trying to make a name for himself as the leader of a mercenary company - his success was in fact staggering, known throughout Westeros as an incredible warrior, strategic master, and of noble birth; meant he was the first to be bought - even at an increased price.
Spending 6 years as a mercenary honed Rory's war skills to perfection; yet such a lifestyle mad his social graces - and diplomacy - disastrous, yet his mercenary reign ended when he was awarded the fiefdom of Dragonstone by King Maerys the Mad after slaying the 'Knight of Glass' - a legendary outlaw - in personal combat, and one of the most fearsome figures in Westeros. It is likely he only received the fiefdom to spite Osmund Baratheon - who Maerys knew hated his eldest with a passion.
However, upon the execution of his father; Ser Rory ignored the call to arms from both sides of the war, choosing to remain in Dragonstone. Whether his siblings bear any hate towards him for this is unknown, but contrary to his earlier lifestyle, Rory seemed to wisen in his late twenties, and whilst he bears some level of desire to Storms End, he does not hold ill feelings towards Braedon.
Other: Whilst he doesn't possess the marital finesse of Martyn Lannister, or Trevir Arryn; Rory's large physique of 6'6, and great strength combined with his battle rage puts him far above most fighters in Westeros. However, unbeknownst to most; Rory is of a sound tactical mind, and enjoys strategic board games to test his ability in command.
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Appearance:
Name: Ser Mandon Seaworth
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Nicknames / Titles: The Sea Dragon
Marital Status: Single
Personality:
Ser Mandon is not Westeros's typical knight; this is a man born of low born status, who fought tooth and nail for survival. He has the of such, direct, to the point and completely unafraid to speak his mind - despite his upfront way of speech, nobody can fault this man's unwavering willpower, and unquestionable loyalty to his Lord.
Whilst no combat master, or great warrior. His name is recognized all across the true Baratheon ranks as a man of incredible intellect - Rory Baratheon has even dubbed the Sea Dragon is the 'finest tactician in Westeros'.
Biography:
Born to the decrepit slums of Flea Bottom, life was destined to be a terrible struggle for Ser Mandon at birth, like most born of such origin who survived; his early life was traversed acting as a thief and smuggler; the days littered with dangers, and prayers of evading capture from the City Watch. Like most children if Flea Bottom, Mandon was born fatherless; and without much care from his mother. Such things only reinforced the child's ambition to escape the shackles of King's Landing.
Alas, his chance came at the young age of 16, when the teenager overheard discussion of a ship entering the bay, one of Pirate origin. Under cover of night, with little other option. Mandon used the skills obtained throughout his life to sneak on-board this ship. Evidently, mid-journey to Volantis, he was discovered - yet rather than punishment - the Captain, impressed with Mandon's ability to avoid notice for four days, took the boy under his wing.
It was then, during the 'Glass Knights Terror' that Maerys the Mad hired a mercenary fleet to transport a small army of crown soldiers and mercenaries to Riverun to combat the outlaw. The pirates chose to accompany the army - under the joint command of a renowned knight, and Ser Rory Baratheon in the hopes of treasure. But instead, most found only death. Whilst the death of the outlaw is credited largely to Rory's skill - what most people do not know is the 'Glass Knight' possessed a Valyrian steel greatsword, which tore through Rory's own blade in seconds.
The reason for his survival was Ser Mandon's bravery through intercepting the killing blow with his shield, allowing Rory to regain his footing. With the huge Valyrian Sword stuck near the bottom of Mandon's shield - after slicing off most of his hand - Rory was able to finish the fight with a simple dagger stab to the throat.
He was promptly knighted by the future Lord he had saved, and has served Rory for many years - his loyalty fixed.
Other:
Ser Mandon is an incredible tactician, and battle commander. But his true mastery lies in the seas, a naval battle against this Sea Dragon is severely one sided. However, despite his abilities; he is plagued by the loss of a hand.
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Appearance:
Name: Lord Dolar Umber
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Nicknames / Titles: Lord of Last Hearth, The Northern Giant, Dolar "Bear's Bane" Umber.
Marital Status: Married
Personality: Dolar, is best described as a simple man; despite his freak size, he is a kind, compassionate, and unwaveringly loyal subject to House Stark. A true man of justice, and a zealot of the Old Gods. He is a competent enough commander, with a decent mind for battle tactics - and is an incredible diplomat, his intimidating size but kind nature complimenting each other with intimidation and persuasion.
Most would peg the warrior as a blood-lusted madmen had they only witnessed him in battle, but he is perhaps one of the gentlest people in the North, a loud man; no doubt, like most Umber's Dolar has no qualms with engaging in heavy drink - and due to his size, he's never once been hungover in his life. Similarly, despite his old age the man seems to be as fit as any prime warrior.
Despite his basic life of content in the North, Dolar is a force to behold against any his liege Lord would do war with - he fights like a berserker, or a bear as some put it - no mercy, no holding back. Those who speak to the towering Lord are shocked to find how friendly, and easy to talk to he is - the man being incredibly social, and enjoying casual talk with people of all faiths, or regions.
Biography: Lord Dolar has always lived a simple life, barely ever leaving the constraints of the North, even at a young age. His father raised him like most Umbers, to treasure loyalty, honour, and justice, but in battle show no mercy, and fight with the strength of the Gods themselves. Yet it was clear to all that Dolar was a "freak of nature" even from being a mere boy, by the time he was nine he already stood at 5'8, and the number gradually increased; at 13 he was 6'3, at 16 he was 7'1, then upon hitting the age of twenty the Umber was standing at over 8 feet tall.
Lord Dolar's kind ways, and legendary size earned him a reputation among the whole of Westeros, but in the North he was something of a living Legend. And for good reason too - when the man was thirty years old, the Umbers and Karstarks had a hunting competition with all the other Lords of the realm - and different members of both families were to defeat a beast of their choice. Dolar... Chose a bear.
...And he killed the Bear with his bare hands. As opposed to his wisdom now, back then he was a prideful, competitive, egoistical boaster. Highly gregarious, and very confident in his abilities. The man threw his weapons down and lunged for a bear head on - guarded only by light chainmail and furs. That day, a large host of many Northern Lords witnessed as Lord Dolar Umber was able to snap a bears neck, and come out of the encounter with only moderate cuts...
The days since then, however, were quiet. And Lord Dolar soon found he didn't want adventure, but to settle down at home - with the love of his life, Maya Karstark, and their five children.
Other: He is a literal "Northern Giant" 8'1 and 466lbs, this man could wrestle a bear (again) into submission despite his age. His otherworldy strength and size is what makes him ferocious. Dolar has little finesse or skill at actual swordplay. And though he is faster than any man of 8 foot has a right to be; he doesn't come close to smaller fighters in speed.
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Name: Lord Egyll Frey
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Nicknames / Titles: Lord Egyll the Lone Lord, The Toll Thief.
Lord of The Twins, and the Freylands. High Lord of The Crossing.
Marital Status: Married (For now)
Personality: This man is quite the specimen... Selfish, beyond imagination but a man of significant intelligence, and incredible cunning. Lord Egyll is a master of the game - he understands how the cogs of the throne turn, and how to make them turn to benefit him - to underestimate this man, is a terrible mistake. Lord Egyll's ambition is nigh-insatiable, and his drive to reach the a higher standing is sharper than Valyrian steel.
Egyll is not an evil man, he is an opportunistic man, he has no honour code, nor preference of justice. He has one main loyalty, and that is too himself. Yet despite his massive ambition; it's height has limits - Egyll has no desire to be a Lord Paramount, or King. He wishes to be the strongest minor house in the Riverlands - and eventually - Westeros. Whilst loyalty to the Tullys would not be the word, Egyll would never turn his back on the trouts without good reason, as he sees the Tully name as a direct means for more power to House Frey.
In addition to his incredible intrigue; Lord Frey is also a masterful steward, and since his rule over The Crossing the region has prospered, and the commonfolk adore him, even if many Lords despise him. Yet any man with plausible political skill, and good intelligence can see that Lord Egyll is potentially one of the more dangerous Game-Players in Westeros. He cares not for the judgment of others, and only for his own positioning in the realm.
Biography: Before the birth of Lord Egyll, the Freys were nothing special; disliked, and unknown, Egyll's father was nothing more thn a lap-dog for the other Riverlords, the man lacked any sort of spine and was nothing but a slave. It could only be described as unfortunate when the man lost his footing atop the walls a few days after Egyll's 17th birthday. This meant Egyll was then the rightful Lord of the House, and he made many, many changes. Anyone who wished to pass the crossing had to pay a heavy toll - which richened Egyll greatly, this money was then used to increase the Frey army up to 4,000 soldiers, and was put back into the lands of the Crossing.
The towns and villages of the region prospered under their Lords newfound wealth, and many grew to resent Egyll - both for the toll, and out of envy. For this reason, the Freys are generally looked down upon; and have little allies, despite Egyll's brilliant facade of kindness to all he meets, many would describe him as a "pleasant and smart" man. The former couldn't be further from the truth. For years now, realm was in relative peace - and The Crossing continued to develop, yet Egyll always wanted more. His own ambition however, led to the neglection of his children, yet their mother was always their to shower them with love, only Ryan is shown anything akin to affection by Egyll.
With Westeros now embroiled in Civil War however, Egyll's chance to rise from the ashes of others may have arrived.
Other: Has no skill in combat, and whilst he is no master strategist; he is more than capable of applying intrigue, and deception in battle.
Darwel and Lora Frey
Age: Twins, 17
Personality: Darwel Frey is the firstborn son to Egyll Frey, and a twin to Lady Lora Frey, unlike his father; Darwel is utterly bored by court intrigue, and much prefers to focus on marital exploits over all else. As if a polar opposite, he goes so far as to aspire to be a great knight; taking chivalry to heart leading him to be a man of honor, respect, and bracery; as opposed to the master-schemer, Egyll - his father - who much prefers playing with the cogs of the realm over swords.
Yet Egyll himself, whilst detatched from his children; still holds pride for his firstborn son, although this is only part love, and partly over the image Darwel gives to the house.
Personality: Lora Frey is Egyll's firstborn daughter, and is a far cry from both Darwen and Egyll. Kind of heart, and soft; she shies from all manner of court intrigue and warfare, to the point of almost extremity, whilst not physically weak, she has a very fragile mind - and little special skills or traits to speak of beside good intentions.
Ryan and Diana Frey
Age 12 and 8.
Personality: Ryan Frey is by far the favourite to Egyll, whilst Darwel is the firstborn, he has always been more independant, and obsessed with warfare and combat. Yet Ryan seems to share his father's fascination with politics, and manipulation. Though still young, Ryan is tutored directly by Egyll, and already shows signs of impressive inteligence.
Personality: Diana Frey is still young, but her early personality shows a love of adventure and curiosity.
Name: Lord Rory Baratheon
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Nicknames / Titles: The Raging Stag, Lord of Dragonstone
Marital Status: Unmarried
Personality:
Lord Rory Baratheon - a well recognized name throughout the Kingdom, known for his direct manner of speaking - and lack of social graces, he could be described as a bitter, hateful man. But those who label him as such know nought about him. Rory is a man of great determination, fierce passion, and incredible intellect.
No doubt, one of the greatest minds in Westeros, a battle against him - would be fearsome indeed. Whilst no slouch in many departments, his desire for what he believes is his often leads to blind arrogance, and rash actions. And his diplomatic skills are nothing short of poor.
Biography: Whilst born as the eldest son of the Baratheon household, it was no secret that the relationship between Rory and his father was always hanging by a thread, unlike most eldest sons; Rory received little direction in the ways of ruling, and was even denied his birthright as Lord of Storms End. Most considered him the 'failure' child, due to his own ambitions and blatant disregard for his fathers words - yet these traits were the results of his own neglect, likely a result of his mothers death in childbirth, his birth.
There were many reasons for the fallout between the two, some minor, some prominent. Such as Rory's disagreement with the lessons taught by Osmond, ranging to Rory's defiance to his father.
His physique was a combination of natural strength, and his rigorous daily training exercises. Whilst his younger brother Braedon was trained to rule the lands, Rory was busy training his body to mimic the perfect warrior. However, one thing his father never learnt was his eldest son's incredible ability to command an a battlefield, and not simply swing a sword.
The art of tactical warfare was the only thing the Baratheon could do better than fight, and all of his skills were mostly self taught; Rory actually spent the majority of his time away from home, and it became apparent that Osmund soon just stopped caring completely.
With that, Rory abandoned his home at the age of 17, in favour of trying to make a name for himself as the leader of a mercenary company - his success was in fact staggering, known throughout Westeros as an incredible warrior, strategic master, and of noble birth; meant he was the first to be bought - even at an increased price.
Spending 6 years as a mercenary honed Rory's war skills to perfection; yet such a lifestyle mad his social graces - and diplomacy - disastrous, yet his mercenary reign ended when he was awarded the fiefdom of Dragonstone by King Maerys the Mad after slaying the 'Knight of Glass' - a legendary outlaw - in personal combat, and one of the most fearsome figures in Westeros. It is likely he only received the fiefdom to spite Osmund Baratheon - who Maerys knew hated his eldest with a passion.
However, upon the execution of his father; Ser Rory ignored the call to arms from both sides of the war, choosing to remain in Dragonstone. Whether his siblings bear any hate towards him for this is unknown, but contrary to his earlier lifestyle, Rory seemed to wisen in his late twenties, and whilst he bears some level of desire to Storms End, he does not hold ill feelings towards Braedon.
Other: Whilst he doesn't possess the marital finesse of Martyn Lannister, or Trevir Arryn; Rory's large physique of 6'6, and great strength combined with his battle rage puts him far above most fighters in Westeros. However, unbeknownst to most; Rory is of a sound tactical mind, and enjoys strategic board games to test his ability in command.
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Appearance:
Name: Ser Mandon Seaworth
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Nicknames / Titles: The Sea Dragon
Marital Status: Single
Personality:
Ser Mandon is not Westeros's typical knight; this is a man born of low born status, who fought tooth and nail for survival. He has the of such, direct, to the point and completely unafraid to speak his mind - despite his upfront way of speech, nobody can fault this man's unwavering willpower, and unquestionable loyalty to his Lord.
Whilst no combat master, or great warrior. His name is recognized all across the true Baratheon ranks as a man of incredible intellect - Rory Baratheon has even dubbed the Sea Dragon is the 'finest tactician in Westeros'.
Biography:
Born to the decrepit slums of Flea Bottom, life was destined to be a terrible struggle for Ser Mandon at birth, like most born of such origin who survived; his early life was traversed acting as a thief and smuggler; the days littered with dangers, and prayers of evading capture from the City Watch. Like most children if Flea Bottom, Mandon was born fatherless; and without much care from his mother. Such things only reinforced the child's ambition to escape the shackles of King's Landing.
Alas, his chance came at the young age of 16, when the teenager overheard discussion of a ship entering the bay, one of Pirate origin. Under cover of night, with little other option. Mandon used the skills obtained throughout his life to sneak on-board this ship. Evidently, mid-journey to Volantis, he was discovered - yet rather than punishment - the Captain, impressed with Mandon's ability to avoid notice for four days, took the boy under his wing.
It was then, during the 'Glass Knights Terror' that Maerys the Mad hired a mercenary fleet to transport a small army of crown soldiers and mercenaries to Riverun to combat the outlaw. The pirates chose to accompany the army - under the joint command of a renowned knight, and Ser Rory Baratheon in the hopes of treasure. But instead, most found only death. Whilst the death of the outlaw is credited largely to Rory's skill - what most people do not know is the 'Glass Knight' possessed a Valyrian steel greatsword, which tore through Rory's own blade in seconds.
The reason for his survival was Ser Mandon's bravery through intercepting the killing blow with his shield, allowing Rory to regain his footing. With the huge Valyrian Sword stuck near the bottom of Mandon's shield - after slicing off most of his hand - Rory was able to finish the fight with a simple dagger stab to the throat.
He was promptly knighted by the future Lord he had saved, and has served Rory for many years - his loyalty fixed.
Other:
Ser Mandon is an incredible tactician, and battle commander. But his true mastery lies in the seas, a naval battle against this Sea Dragon is severely one sided. However, despite his abilities; he is plagued by the loss of a hand.
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Appearance:
Name: Lord Dolar Umber
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Nicknames / Titles: Lord of Last Hearth, The Northern Giant, Dolar "Bear's Bane" Umber.
Marital Status: Married
Personality: Dolar, is best described as a simple man; despite his freak size, he is a kind, compassionate, and unwaveringly loyal subject to House Stark. A true man of justice, and a zealot of the Old Gods. He is a competent enough commander, with a decent mind for battle tactics - and is an incredible diplomat, his intimidating size but kind nature complimenting each other with intimidation and persuasion.
Most would peg the warrior as a blood-lusted madmen had they only witnessed him in battle, but he is perhaps one of the gentlest people in the North, a loud man; no doubt, like most Umber's Dolar has no qualms with engaging in heavy drink - and due to his size, he's never once been hungover in his life. Similarly, despite his old age the man seems to be as fit as any prime warrior.
Despite his basic life of content in the North, Dolar is a force to behold against any his liege Lord would do war with - he fights like a berserker, or a bear as some put it - no mercy, no holding back. Those who speak to the towering Lord are shocked to find how friendly, and easy to talk to he is - the man being incredibly social, and enjoying casual talk with people of all faiths, or regions.
Biography: Lord Dolar has always lived a simple life, barely ever leaving the constraints of the North, even at a young age. His father raised him like most Umbers, to treasure loyalty, honour, and justice, but in battle show no mercy, and fight with the strength of the Gods themselves. Yet it was clear to all that Dolar was a "freak of nature" even from being a mere boy, by the time he was nine he already stood at 5'8, and the number gradually increased; at 13 he was 6'3, at 16 he was 7'1, then upon hitting the age of twenty the Umber was standing at over 8 feet tall.
Lord Dolar's kind ways, and legendary size earned him a reputation among the whole of Westeros, but in the North he was something of a living Legend. And for good reason too - when the man was thirty years old, the Umbers and Karstarks had a hunting competition with all the other Lords of the realm - and different members of both families were to defeat a beast of their choice. Dolar... Chose a bear.
...And he killed the Bear with his bare hands. As opposed to his wisdom now, back then he was a prideful, competitive, egoistical boaster. Highly gregarious, and very confident in his abilities. The man threw his weapons down and lunged for a bear head on - guarded only by light chainmail and furs. That day, a large host of many Northern Lords witnessed as Lord Dolar Umber was able to snap a bears neck, and come out of the encounter with only moderate cuts...
The days since then, however, were quiet. And Lord Dolar soon found he didn't want adventure, but to settle down at home - with the love of his life, Maya Karstark, and their five children.
Other: He is a literal "Northern Giant" 8'1 and 466lbs, this man could wrestle a bear (again) into submission despite his age. His otherworldy strength and size is what makes him ferocious. Dolar has little finesse or skill at actual swordplay. And though he is faster than any man of 8 foot has a right to be; he doesn't come close to smaller fighters in speed.
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Name: Lord Egyll Frey
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Nicknames / Titles: Lord Egyll the Lone Lord, The Toll Thief.
Lord of The Twins, and the Freylands. High Lord of The Crossing.
Marital Status: Married (For now)
Personality: This man is quite the specimen... Selfish, beyond imagination but a man of significant intelligence, and incredible cunning. Lord Egyll is a master of the game - he understands how the cogs of the throne turn, and how to make them turn to benefit him - to underestimate this man, is a terrible mistake. Lord Egyll's ambition is nigh-insatiable, and his drive to reach the a higher standing is sharper than Valyrian steel.
Egyll is not an evil man, he is an opportunistic man, he has no honour code, nor preference of justice. He has one main loyalty, and that is too himself. Yet despite his massive ambition; it's height has limits - Egyll has no desire to be a Lord Paramount, or King. He wishes to be the strongest minor house in the Riverlands - and eventually - Westeros. Whilst loyalty to the Tullys would not be the word, Egyll would never turn his back on the trouts without good reason, as he sees the Tully name as a direct means for more power to House Frey.
In addition to his incredible intrigue; Lord Frey is also a masterful steward, and since his rule over The Crossing the region has prospered, and the commonfolk adore him, even if many Lords despise him. Yet any man with plausible political skill, and good intelligence can see that Lord Egyll is potentially one of the more dangerous Game-Players in Westeros. He cares not for the judgment of others, and only for his own positioning in the realm.
Biography: Before the birth of Lord Egyll, the Freys were nothing special; disliked, and unknown, Egyll's father was nothing more thn a lap-dog for the other Riverlords, the man lacked any sort of spine and was nothing but a slave. It could only be described as unfortunate when the man lost his footing atop the walls a few days after Egyll's 17th birthday. This meant Egyll was then the rightful Lord of the House, and he made many, many changes. Anyone who wished to pass the crossing had to pay a heavy toll - which richened Egyll greatly, this money was then used to increase the Frey army up to 4,000 soldiers, and was put back into the lands of the Crossing.
The towns and villages of the region prospered under their Lords newfound wealth, and many grew to resent Egyll - both for the toll, and out of envy. For this reason, the Freys are generally looked down upon; and have little allies, despite Egyll's brilliant facade of kindness to all he meets, many would describe him as a "pleasant and smart" man. The former couldn't be further from the truth. For years now, realm was in relative peace - and The Crossing continued to develop, yet Egyll always wanted more. His own ambition however, led to the neglection of his children, yet their mother was always their to shower them with love, only Ryan is shown anything akin to affection by Egyll.
With Westeros now embroiled in Civil War however, Egyll's chance to rise from the ashes of others may have arrived.
Other: Has no skill in combat, and whilst he is no master strategist; he is more than capable of applying intrigue, and deception in battle.
Darwel and Lora Frey
Age: Twins, 17
Personality: Darwel Frey is the firstborn son to Egyll Frey, and a twin to Lady Lora Frey, unlike his father; Darwel is utterly bored by court intrigue, and much prefers to focus on marital exploits over all else. As if a polar opposite, he goes so far as to aspire to be a great knight; taking chivalry to heart leading him to be a man of honor, respect, and bracery; as opposed to the master-schemer, Egyll - his father - who much prefers playing with the cogs of the realm over swords.
Yet Egyll himself, whilst detatched from his children; still holds pride for his firstborn son, although this is only part love, and partly over the image Darwel gives to the house.
Personality: Lora Frey is Egyll's firstborn daughter, and is a far cry from both Darwen and Egyll. Kind of heart, and soft; she shies from all manner of court intrigue and warfare, to the point of almost extremity, whilst not physically weak, she has a very fragile mind - and little special skills or traits to speak of beside good intentions.
Ryan and Diana Frey
Age 12 and 8.
Personality: Ryan Frey is by far the favourite to Egyll, whilst Darwel is the firstborn, he has always been more independant, and obsessed with warfare and combat. Yet Ryan seems to share his father's fascination with politics, and manipulation. Though still young, Ryan is tutored directly by Egyll, and already shows signs of impressive inteligence.
Personality: Diana Frey is still young, but her early personality shows a love of adventure and curiosity.
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