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"Revealing of a true, and heartfelt grasp of the faith." An aged scholar would remark, placing the thesis upon his bookshelf with a content nod of approval.

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[Skin by Tahmas] Gaspard Ashford de Aryn Basic Information Gaspard de Aryn is a 39 year-old, human male, of Heartland/Savoyard breeding He currently remains alive, living within his Brother's barony in the county of Drusco Gaspard's ambitions are of a political nature: seeking a position from which to enact reform upon the Empire of Oren, to ensure stability for Virdain Description Body The well-built Savoyard stands at a reasonable 5 foot 11 inches, weighing 211Lbs. He lives by a strict fitness code, fueld by the warrior lifestyle he leads. When not fighting on the field of battle, in Drusco's levies, Gaspard trains tirelessly to attain the strength required on the frontline of war. Gaspard's eyes are that of a vivid amber, almond in shape. His broad nose runs parallel to his firm jawline, which in turn ends at his chiseled, jutting chin. His hair is little to none, due to the alopecia inherited in his line. Though the man's moustache makes up for this, in his own opinion: grown prominently above his upper lip, as to drape over the majority of his mouth. The Savoyard's skin is not that of which would be expected from the vineyard loving people he calls kin: living in the Barony of Virdain (A northern location, in terms of the Duchy of Savoy) has left his skin pale, and white, much to his displeasure. On top of this, his skin finds itself litered with scars, from previous battles; prominent scar being a large slash, running the whole width of his back, faded and old, from his time serving during the Dukes War. Personality Gaspard is a zealous man: with thoughts and beliefs that to many would be considered backward and unprogressive. A hatred of dwarves, and races outside of that of humans and elves lingers on the Savoyard like a strong stench. Even when approached with the topic of elvenkind, Gaspard (though in a lesser form) harbours hate. The man makes great lengths to disguise these feelings in a diplomatic nature, however, like all, there is only so much the balded de Aryn can take. Though willing to rush into battle at the drop of an order, Gaspard is a cautious individual when in command. Only willing to take the risk of confrontation when fully confident in his ability to succseed. The Savoyard is said to be lacking when it comes to a sense of humour: taking just that bit longer to catch onto the jokes of his peers, and produce an all to fake burst of laughter. Gaspard is a man, who in the light of mockery, finds no comic hilarity: only displaying annoyance and frustration. Life Style Alignment: Lawful Neutral - Gaspard, though in pursuit of power, holds no selfish ambitions beyond that of maintaining order in the realm. His firm adherence to the law of Oren, despite personal objections to particular edicts, is firm. In the face of his own personal prejudices, Gaspard believes firmly in neutrality: as an example, while his hatred of elves may entice Gaspard to seek a reason to have one imprisoned, if none are present, the matter would be dropped. Religion: The Church of Canon Alliances: House Ashford, The Holy see, Savoy Class: Nobleman Title: Grand Inquisitor of the Aureate Isthmus Weaponry Fighting styles: Hand-to-Hand, fencing/dueling, swordsmanship Trained weapons: Warhammer, Broad-Sword, Rapier, Longbow Favored weapon: de Aryn crested warhammer Lineage Parents: Alexandair de Aryn, Georgia Ethellion Siblings: Thomas, Alana, Bastian, Kalilah de Aryn Children: Vivienne de Aryn, Olyvar de Aryn, Jacques de Aryn History (To come)

'To the esteemed House Colborn, I pen this letter with news afresh to my mind, of your recent appeal to local merchants for large quantities of redstone, surppasing the bulk of which an average peddler would haul. Though I myself, my lord, am not a merchant, I am the son of one: my late father leaving a great deal of his merchandise unsold, and stored safely, redstone (to which I would assure you is in bulk) being the majority of his wares. I would ask that we meet in the Istrian Tavern, just outside of Felsen: where I will have the goods unloaded, to await a deal to be struck between us. Sincerely, Lukas Litcott.'