Lord Linus Ashford
I don't care what curse you think is in that box, open it!
Description: While no head-turner in a crowd, the young scholarly lord is pleasing enough to the eye. Clothes are usually a year or two out of fashion, hair is rarely combed and gaze doesn't often seek out those of others. He's of average height, slim build but there's a fire behind blue eyes if ever it was lifted from the pages of books long enough to be seen.
Personality: Perhaps the only archaeologist alive to prefer to remain outside of ruins and tombs, Linus has an insatiable thirst for knowing what may lie within them. Prone to spending his days in libraries, either personal or public, he's always looking to solve his current obsession and equally driven to search for another. But the actual visiting of them? Well, that's a much taller order. Oh, he's been on an expedition or two, but bad luck seems to follow those in his party when he's present. Whether it's superstition or true belief that he may be cursed...not even he knows.
It's rare that Linus strikes up a conversation, but he's not a hard person to have one with, especially if the topic turns to academia. Naive in some ways of the world, it's less unwillingness to learn and more apathy. Perhaps there's something new on the horizon to break him out of this self-confining cage he's managed to assemble around himself for the good of others.
Background: Linus was born of House Lyonesse in a distant branch to the ruling family. While his cousins studied and trained to wield weaponry, he preferred a different path and found himself to be rather adept at it. Having studied war, agriculture and a myriad of other topics, Linus found himself falling in love with the world of history and ancient places. Parsing out legend from fact, finding the nuggets in each to discover places long forgotten quickly turned an interest into passion and a passion into an obsession.
Recently married into House Ashford as a political union, the adjustment has been a simple one, aside from a physical move to the capital. Still concerned with his books, the lure of Arx's history is tugging at the corners of his mind.
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