Maur 880 Share Posted December 6, 2019 - Virgil DeNurem - “He had a head full of white hair!” Peasants speaking to Darius Sabari while he tracked down the DeNurem lineage Brief Description A lean young man stood there with his ethereal green eyes that pan around, his golden-white hair that sways behind his movements crashing into more fluffy strands of hair, looking for something to pique his interest. His eyes glimmered with every ray of light that struck his iris. Standing out like an owl caught by a beam of light in the night time. Easily entrapping people in his gaze with a simple look in their direction. 18th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1745 Kept from his true identity until the age of 12, Marcus was raised in the home of an active, wealthy Helenain family that has been maintaining the DeNurem linage under cover of being the bastard of a fellow kinsmen. Though as he developed, so had his questions and his realization that those who had claimed to be his parents were not really who they said they were, making him keep his head bald and taking the life of a peasant. To ensure that Marcus would never find out of his true lineage, his family gave him a potion that forcefully keeps any hair from growing. They were only two years off before, ultimately guaranteeing that he would never sprout another white lock. Though fortunate for Marcus unknowingly, having enough of all the routine he follows every morning. He finally began to ask questions and looking for the answers himself. Discovering his ‘parents’ were protecting his family due to the dangers of having a descendant of Mirtok DeNurem alive today with the lasting reputation he left and substantial claims to prominent titles within the Empire, he still could claim. Though no longer wanting to be kept hidden from the world, he decided it was time to step out to the world in hopes of reminding them of the name DeNurem. 11th of Owyn’s Flame, 1750 The Flames of Helena - Soon - 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Mirtok 2839 Share Posted December 6, 2019 “Such a handsome young lad” *a man would say while compressing tin foil together into a hat. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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