[hider=Successor to Ruined Plans, Baron Raynor Lancaster, NPC]
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Baron in Rural Vermillion
[h3][b]Raynor Lancaster, 30, Male[/b][/h3][/center]

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[h2][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u][/h2]

[b]Height:[/b] 5'7"
[b]Weight:[/b] 145 lbs
[b]Eye Color:[/b] Blue
[b]Hair Length/Texture:[/b] Short and well-kept, straight, smooth, somewhat oily
[b]Hair Color:[/b] Black
[b]Skin Color:[/b] Fair
[b]Facial details:[/b] Gentle but strong features and a shaved mustache and beard.
[b]Distinguishing features:[/b] His eyes are [I]very[/I] blue.
[b]Clothing Preferences:[/b] Robes and billowy things, though sometimes a nice, crisp suit is good, too.

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[h2][u][b]Psychology[/b][/u][/h2]


[b]Likes:[/b]
Fine spirits, quiet, firelight, old lore, plays and theater, anthropology, archeology
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
Electric light, burned things, lost knowledge, too much company

[b]Sexuality:[/b]
Heterosexual

[b]Hobbies:[/b]
Reading, star-guided divination, ancient rituals to the Gods, preserving knowledge, sketching

[b]Life Goals/Dreams:[/b]
He has much to learn and rebuild, after the ruin that visited his family. He had been looking forward to a relaxing life of reading, and had been considering becoming a priest, though how serious that consideration had been is unknown. He must soon consider finding a wife to be an important priority.

[b]Personality Summary:[/b]
Raynor has become a serious man out of necessity. The rigors of rebuilding the trust in his family his father lost and dealing with staffing issues has drained him of whatever humor he once had. He prefers his time spent alone in the library or in his study, but finds himself often in meetings with his staff.

When he’s not drowning in work and lament, he’s kind and easy-going, he’ll even crack a joke. He’s not a very tidy man, often haphazardly tossing garments onto the floor or some such, though he takes care of his appearance.

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[h2][u][b]Background[/b][/u][/h2]


[b]Current occupation:[/b]
Baron

[b]Any past occupations?:[/b]
None

[b]Relatives:[/b]
Father, Baron Maximilian Lancaster (Deceased)
Step-Mother, Baroness Analise Lancaster (Missing, Wanted)
Brother, Lord Donovan Lancaster (Deceased)

[b]Skills:[/b]
Literature and Lore, wine and mead tasting, delegation, star navigation, acting

[b]History Summary:[/b]
Before the Kingdom of Caesonia expanded into the region now known as Vermilion, the barbarians that occupied the area around present-day Encia were particularly resilient. Whenever one clan came under attack, with an alarming frequency, another clan would come from a flanking position on the Kingdom’s advancing army. While the Kingdom advanced steadily, engagements were trying. Their strategic coordination was strange and powerful. Their warriors, as well, were particularly formidable among the barbarians in the area. Due to the costly nature of engagements, when the Kingdom received an offer of submission, they took it. The warrior clans asked only to keep their way of life, their culture, and a treaty was struck. The Lancaster Barony is old, old enough that many have forgotten the importance of it.

Up until two years ago, Raynor Lancaster had an easy life to look forward to. Nothing too opulent, like you might find in the capital city, but easy enough. His needs were to be met and he would marry a woman from one of the clansmen elder families, or marry upward, if possible. Two years ago, such ideas were shattered when the then Lieutenant Stratya Durmand shattered his father’s underground sorcerer ring and black market. Raynor was left with many pieces to pick up and put back together.

With his time, the bookish man had read much of the library in his home since childhood. Myths, legends, fiction, non, he’d read much and more in the thousands and thousands of pages. That’s how he noticed something amiss in his town.

It started with the disturbances in 1733, speckled with murders. Stratya, the first child of an elder family and his old friend, had come to him for counsel after the first murder in 1734. Her keen observation and his literary mastery proved useful together, to his surprise. The implications of the things they discovered ran deep into the Barony. It was discovered that Maximilian Lancaster had been keeping things quiet purposefully. The problems were routed in 1737.[/hider]