Lord Aldurin Ranold

Wolf Of Sevaviel

28

Male

Straight

Lord General

Sevaviel

Sevaviel

Lord Aldurin is a man of average height, standing at about five feet ten inches tall. He had shoulder length black hair that is usually un-brushed and swept behind his ears. His eyes are a deep brown, almost black that can seem to glare through a man's soul. A strong jaw framed in short stubble of fine black beard, broken only by a thin pale scar running from his right ear to his chin. He is a warrior by trade and thus his broad shouldered body is made of well toned muscles and tanned skin.

Aldurin commonly wears a black cotton tunic covered by a dark hardened leather vest, embroidered with twin snarling wolves, and a shirt of mail sandwiched between the two layers. He wears a pair of fine leather gloves that are hardened on the backs and covered in small plates of steel on the backs of the fingers and knuckles. Upon his legs are dark cotton trousers tucked neatly into his knee high boots. A wide sword belt adorns his waist made of strong dark leather and his ever present sword in its sheath. The blade has an adorned hilt with a two headed black wolf as the pommel and wolf's paws as the cross-guard. Finally he wears a black cape collard in matching wolf fur.

His Kingdom
Drinking
Tournaments
Training
Dogs

Cowards
Politics
Parties
Criminals
Religion

Aldurin is a very blunt man. Never one to mix his words he is neither shy nor afraid of speaking his mind, no matter the company. He is a lifelong soldier and has no respect for the weak or the fearful. Though on the other hand one who shows to be strong and brave is greatly respected. A soft spot for dogs his home houses dozens, including a couple domesticated wolves. Thus he views abuse of these animals as a personal slight and shall respond in kind. Fiercely protective of his homeland he will not flee from a threat, and will make his enemies wish they had. Finally he has no patience for the games of politics and refuses to play along. To him politicians are worse than the dirt under his boots.

Aldurin was raised a noble by his father, the previous Lord General of Sevaviel, and his mother. As soon as he could walk on his own Aldurin was shadowing his father, learning from him, and even mimicking his movements, especially during training. His father upon seeing this encouraged Aldurin, giving him toy swords, and teaching him tactics and strategy. Aldurin learned fast and studied hard, wanting nothing more to make his father proud and help him defend the lands that his parents love so much.

At the age of twelve Aldurin was out riding through the woods when his horse was attacked by a pack of wolves. Killing his horse and tossing him to the ground. He feared for his life as he watched his horse being torn apart. He feared that as soon as they finished they would come for him, he wanted to run, but he couldn't, he was paralyzed with fear. He closed his eyes, awaiting for the pain of the wolves to bite him, to tear him like they tore at his horse, but that moment never came. Instead he heard swords and men before being lifted from the ground. Opening his eyes he saw his father and his men fighting back the pack of wolves. Aldurin watched from the back of his father's horse as the men fought the wolves, pushing them back through the woods. He was surprised that the wolves would not run from men, and wondered why. Then he saw, the den, and inside were two small pups, hiding in fear, much as Aldurin was himself not more than a few moments before. The other wolves had attacked, not out of hunger or hate, but to protect their children as he had ventured too close. The last wolf stood defensively between the men and the pups, refusing to surrender to the men who now moved towards it. It died as the others, but before the men could kill the pups Aldurin lept from his father's horse and jumped in front of the two pups, begging them not to kill them. His father gave in and allowed Aldurin to take in the pups, to raise them himself. This being the first step of many to being known as the Wolf of Seveviel.

As Aldurin grew older and stronger he joined his father in many small skirmishes and even lead men of his own against bandits and other small forces. So it went for many years, until his father died and Aldurin himself was raised to Lord General of Sevaviel. Upon taking the position Aldurin quickly established himself as fair, yet strict hand. He trained the men hard, and taught them knew strategies, his favored among many were small squads called Packs that were trained to track, and fight like wolves. These small forces soon becoming the well known, and well feared elites of the Sevaviel military. The men respect Aldurin greatly, even if the nobles and politicians view him as no more than a dog of war. He would have it no other way, for a dog is more honorable than those who hide behind words and armies instead of fighting their own battles.

He has never married, despite his age, nor has he been known to visit whores. He has never openly courted anyone, though there are rumors of a few ladies he had spoken to intimately and is said to be surprisingly gentle.

Juliet Solana

Jules, Julie, Juliette, Julia

20

Female

Hetrosexual

Lady/Lady in Waiting

Servaviel

The country of Servaviel and her Queen

Juliet is a small sender girl standing at 5'3. Often tying her corsets in a comfortable manner, the girl's figure is merely presented over exaggerated. Her chocolate brown hair, falls down her back, resting just at her lower back. Often, she wears it partially or entirely up, not one for leaving it to cascade down her back as she finds it quickly looked unkept. Her clothing is that fit for a Lady to the Queen, made of fine silk and other materials. She is rarely seen out of her fine attire as she feels that it is necessary to keep a good image in the court. She does not often wear jewelery other than for occasions where she believes it is required of her to do so.

Flowers
Children
Snow
Animals
Music
Fencing
Archery

Blood
People who don't take responsibility for what they do
Papercuts
People who break promises
Cold Baths

Juliet displays herself like a proper lady. She is soft, sweet, gentle, and quiet. However, this isn't entire true. Below her porcelain like demeanor she is far from fragile. She is goofy, fun loving, and although she is protecting her virtue for her husband, she has been known to be rather flirtatious.

The only child of her parents, she was treated as both male and female by them. She is intelligent in more than a lady of her station should be. She understands politics but also fiances and even knows how to wield certain weapons. Despite her dainty appearance, she can hand her own against most men in combat. This allows her to be confident around men more than some women at court due to the fact that she can protect herself if need be. Of course, by looking at her, you would never be able to tell what she is capable of.

Juliet was born in the summer months to her mother and father. Her father, hoping for a boy seemed to detest her. However, as she grew older and her father started to believe that she might be his only child, he joined her mother in rearing her. At the age of 7, she began to learn the proper etiquette of a lady in court as well as how to wield a sword. Always a quick learning, she began picked up both quite quickly as she wished to please both of her parents.

As she grew older, her mother began to fear that due to her capabilities that Juliet would never find a husband. Sending her with the Queen to a Maid in Waiting was a way for the girl to be around more men and less swords. Juliet, knowing that her father also wished for her to find a bride, packed her things and went to the Queen's aide. She had been attending to the Queen for a few years when the King died and the girl was to be sent to Thermos. Juliet followed without questioning it, knowing that it was not only what her parents would want from her but also what her friend, the Queen, would wish for as well.

Juliet has an in depth understand of a bow, sword, and tying her own corset.