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Active Richard Varyn

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General Information:
Name: While he was born a bastard, Richard has earned the Varyn surname and experienced legitimization under Kaiser Asher.

Other Names: Jeor Varyn the Second.

Titles: The Former Eisenhand to the Kaltstaat. Heretic.

Age: He is in his mid-to-late twenties. Richard shows his age not in wrinkles nor a hunch, but through twisting and painful scars that wrack his body in some areas.

Race: Human.

Gender: Male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

Current Residence: Richard has relinquished his lordship in exchange for an opportunity to raise his son Halvar amid Aschefalle, and his allies in the Ashen Truth. Richard had hewn logs and assembled a longhouse for himself, and intricately etched its foundational pillars with the most notable exploits of the Ashen Truth.

Relationship Status: Single.

Social Status: Richard's ascent from bastard mercenary to landed lord of the Empire has quickly fallen into disrepair. He is known widely as a religious pariah; abstaining from worship and opposing it violently. The heretical man worships a deity from beyond the Pantheon.
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(Art by the wonderful Elz )​


Physical Appearance:
Height: 6'4.

Weight: Seemingly unceasing years of conflict have tempered the man's body in an incredible way. His routine involves daily invoking of his most physical aspects, while tempering the abilities of his son -- whose meager age of eight summers does not discount him from incredible effort.

Eye Color: Overindulgence in the strange, ancient tongue of Mortan has afflicted Richard physically. His eyes are nigh unrecognizable; an optical illusion by all rights, as the hues of a cosmic starscape churn from a spiraling star that grew where pupil should be. The sclera of his eye was an impossible vantablack, betraying no emotion.

Skin Color: The isles do not often indulge in sunny days, and Richard's propensity for the north marks him pale. His flesh is etched with cerulean-blue tattoos; runic font that displays the language of Mortan, as well as the sigil of the Ashen Truth.

Shape of Face: Broad, with angular features.

Distinguishing Features: Richard stands burly, tall, and adorned in his blue tattooing. The strange appearance is only conjoined with his unnatural gaze, which reflects the corruption and heresy he is most recognized for.

Build of Body: A pelt or cloak often obscures a burly, broad torso. Recent combative efforts have eliminated the adolescent weight that Richard once bore for warmth. Richard caries his weight in meaty arms and thick legs, bound with muscle and trained to propel him in aspiring attack.

Hair Color: A golden brown. What had once grown long is now clipped, nearby his scalp on the sides and braided to display the inkwork.

Hair Style: Richard's hair falls in rather curled, spurious strands and shape his bearded face well.

Complexion: Smooth in his young age, though marked with miscellaneous scars that do not bother him so.

Posture: Richard's appointed position has seen his laxed stance accelerate into a dutiful posture, something proud and tall to mark a man whose aspirations are beyond his bed that evening.

Scars: Several. His ear, his face, though most notably, a series of three distinct claw-gauges that have sundered his torso and leave dark, obvious, twisted scars.

Personality:

Likes: Richard is not a particularly social individual, but rather enjoys the company of friends and allies. He finds happiness in camaraderie, perhaps a symptom of his completely isolated childhood.

Strengths: Richard has grown far beyond proficiency with a weapon. Constant defense of himself and his allies has guaranteed a knowledge far beyond his years. He is an adept in the arcane, and displays a terrifying disregard for those who worship the Pantheon.

Education: Richard can read, was educated by his mother, but is far from academic.

Languages: Rede, Common.

General Attitude: Richard is not a stranger to joking with comrades, but is most often reserved and intent to ponder the next moment.

Religious Inclination: Richard actively despises the stranglehold of a God. Marked above others in his disdain are Jishrim, Skraag, and most of all -- Ignis.

General Intelligence: Richard is well versed in trades, a trained swordsman, and an expedition to Mirror's domain has imparted upon him some otherworldly introspection. Richard's intelligence is marked with a deep awareness of all that may be, a symptom of a horrific journey he was forced to take whereupon he witnessed the infinite horrors of sentient life. Warfare, starvation, pestilence -- loss, fatigue, anger, greed, and a common destruction of human nature through its own will. Richard has since taken to considering his actions, doing his best to avoid the spring-trap that is human conciousness.

Jewelry: He sports a few simple, metallic rings about his fingers.

Owned Homes: Richard owns a longhouse on the stormy isle of Bäreninsel.

Health:
Energy Levels: Richard maintains a good attitude about exercise, and is not one to get fatigued often.

Eating Habits: Meat, bread, alcohol. The Ashen Bloom.

Exercise Habits: Richard lives a combative life as of late. Many of his days are marked by some form of active combat or training to prepare for it.

Unhealthy Habits: A propensity for liquor.

Drinking Habits: Mead, wine. Tea made of the Ashen Bloom.



History:
Birthplace: A lonely shack in the far reaches of the north, isolated to escape the vengeful wrath of Syr Varyn II.

Childhood: Horrible, but Richard does not see it that way. He hates Syr for the life he had, but appreciates the experiences that he considers to be formative. His sheer determination was born of those tangled bush where Walanescu's hounds might not find him. Countless nights of his mother's freezing breath on his neck as the snarl of dogs tore past their hollow tree trunk have steeled Richard's will into something near unbreakable.

Teen Years: Considerably more stable since Syr's death, with life in Varynhalle being rather cushy.

Adulthood: An inter dimensional rove, with lordship intermingled.


Combat:
Peaceful or violent: Richard has come to hate the playful levity of a rehearsed fight. He will only go to arms when it is absolutely necessary, and believes it to be a mockery to a million dead men's memories to stage tournaments or other endeavors.

Weaponry: Richard excells in hand-to-hand combat, and is now trained with his weapon Eiszahn. He has recently slowly become accustomed to riding a horse.

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