Dorrin était content de s'éloigner un peu de l'armée. Il aimait être un guerrier, mais il était bon de prendre une pause de la vie d'un soldat et de prendre plaisir dans d'autres aspects de la vie. Pendant qu'il se rendait à la Taverne, il décida de s'arrêter au marché et de voir ce qui y était vendu par les marchands. Le marché était une agitation avec des foules de gens, et il a dû presque pousser son chemin à travers la foule afin de jeter un coup d'oeil sur les articles qui étaient à vendre. Il y avait une bonne quantité de bibelots et de bijoux vendus par les commerçants. Dorrin les regarda, et la vue des bijoux fit penser à ses premières années comme un habile voleur. Il n'aimait pas vraiment penser à ce moment de sa vie, et il a donc décidé de passer au Pèlerin.
Alors qu'il marchait vers la taverne, des hommes d'ombre vêtus de noir essayèrent de lui demander s'il était intéressé à acheter une partie de la marchandise. Dorrin savait que quoi que ce soit, c'était définitivement volé, et il leur a dit qu'il n'était pas intéressé. Il continuait à marcher, et se demandait quel type de foule serait au Pèlerin. Dans ses expériences avec d'autres bars, il y a l'éther d'une foule d'ivrognes ou d'un groupe de merrymakers qui chantent des chansons dans un état d'ivresse. Il vint bientôt à la taverne et entra dans l'établissement. Il a regardé autour d'un moment, regardant les occupants. La première personne qu'il a remarquée était Elias Nihmgor, et il s'est demandé ce que le prince faisait dans la taverne. C'était probablement pour une raison lubrique. Et puis, Dorrin était là pour boire un verre et il allait en prendre un, peu importe qui était dans le Pèlerin.
Name: Marshal Aldred Wulfsyn
Age: 36
Sex: Male.
Sexuality: Gay
Occupation: Knight Commander of House Wulfsyn
Heritage
Species: Nord Human.
Race: Human
Genetic Attributes: The Nord are technically human, but legend holds they split off from the other tribes and trekked north, following the voices of their bestial gods- Jannava, Lion of Winter, Goldred, Wolf of Autumn, Bol, Bear of Spring, and Sloon, Boar of Summer. A secretive people to most, what is known about them is that their ancient bestial gods blessed them with unique traits. Male and female traders have been noticed to have animal tails protruding from their clothing. While they've stayed out of the past wars, recent discoveries in Grapholo's First Library show that they swore an oath of allegiance to the first king of Grapholo.
Physical Genetic Traits: Nord humans bear distinct physical characteristics to the god their family line traces as its patron. Sloon's families have tusked mouths, Bol's have immense muscular bulk, etc. Aldred's family traces its line to Goldred, and so has canine ears, tails and teeth.
Magical Capabilities: Outside of natural shapeshifting (sprouting claws), none.
Appearance
Height: 6'4" or 192 cm.
Weight: 190 lbs. or 86 kg.
Body Type: Normal body type.
Hair Color: Brown with streaks of silver.
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Color: Pale white.
Special Traits: Aldred sports a pair of pointed canine ears and a short, brown tail.
Talents
Abilities: None.
Magical Skills: None.
Combat Skills: Proficient with a Zweihander.
Domestic Skills: Writing and reading (for a Nord, this is a unique skill).
Interests
Pets: Pets are viewed as barbaric by the Nord; to tame a living creature is taboo.
Hobbies: Chronicling his journey south to join the war. The Nord have few written records and Aldred has decided to keep a journal to hand down to posterity.
Collections: Books, though mostly blank for future writings.
Personality
Likes: Wolves, Mountain Lions, Other Nord.
Dislikes: "Children" (Southern humans), dogs, housecats.
Dreams: Aldred dreams of returning to the Nord tribes and freeing his beloved from the Mountain Prince's court.
Fears: The execution of his beloved, Vilnus.
Favorite Color: Aldred has no favorite color. Colors are not meant to be favored over each other; they simply are.
Favorite Food: Mutton off the bone; Nord humans regularly poach sheep off of their southern neighbors as a source of amusement.
Biography
Family: Older brother, Finnir, Prince of the Mountain.
Social Heritage: Noble born.
Social Standing: "Knighted" (or the closest thing to for Nords) as he didn't stand to inherit the throne; betrothed to a page at court by the name of Vilnus.
Childhood: Aldred grew up in the shadow of his brother Finnir, running through the hills and mountains of Northern Grapholo while his brother Finnir resented Aldred's freedom. As future Prince, Finnir was groomed from a young age to play politics with the mountain tribes, to marry a Lady who held no interest in him, and to preserve the family legacy as a new permanent dynasty of Princes in the North. Aldred, by contrast, was free to pursue his life's passions- a true understanding of reading and writing, a life of free adventure in the harsh mountains, and a string of passionate romances with lads his own age of various social standings. When Finnir became Prince ten years ago, he tried to force Aldred to settle down in an arranged marriage with a female- an arrangement which Aldred publicly refused, to his brother's immense embarrassment at court. Instead Aldred took a husband, a minor court page by the name of Vilnus, putting the spotlight doubly on Finnir- if he failed to produce an heir, their family line would soon die out.
Occupational History: Ever since his Knighting, Aldred was given the position of Lord of Svinnur Hold, his family's ancestral home. Svinnur Hold sits on the border with Grapholo and when their ambassador came to demand the old allegiances be kept, Aldred had to shepherd the king's messenger to the Prince's Mountain. Knowing his brother coveted the throne and his dynasty, Aldred ushered the ambassador to The People's Mountain to demand they uphold the old treaties in the war. Finnir, suspecting this as some sort of power grab by his brother, granted Aldred command of an army of Nords to fulfill their duties to the old treaty, while taking Vilnus as a "guest" at court. If the army met with failure or if Aldred did not lay down his command, his beloved would be put to death. With a Nordic army at his back, Aldred has begun his march west to take the war to Earroldir's border...