Lord Porter Kennex
The gods always protect lovers, and drunkards. So much the better for me, because I'm both.
Description: With an immaculately trimmed beard, hair that has been styled for fall just so, and a little too much fancy braid decorating his clothing, there's no getting around the fact that this giant of a man is a bit of a dandy. Actually, there's no getting around this giant of a man, period; at six and a half feet tall and with a stocky frame to boot, it's not just his warm and lively personality that fills a room. That animated personality lends so much life to his dark eyes that it's easy to forget that his flushed features are plain, with a nose that's a little to big, and a forehead that's a little too low.
Personality: Porter is a big man with a big, loyal heart, a man who likes everything big. He likes to laugh big, drink big, and fight big -- as far as he's concerned, too much of a good thing is still not enough. He loves adventure, especially the kind of adventure that makes for a good story to be outrageously embellished. His biggest weakness (not what he'll admit this is a weakness) is married women; he's catnip to them and, for his part, he finds them impossible to resist. This 'weakness' has turned him into a bit of a dandy -- he's got to look sharp for the ladies, after all.
He tries to make out like things are all fun and games all the time, but in Porter's quiet moments, a melancholy sometimes comes over him. His unshakable loyalty towards his friends, friends who don't always come through for him like he does for them, has at times forced him to face the fact that life isn't like one of his adventure stories, and in those moments, he feels like the world itself has betrayed his trust.
Background: The middle child born between intense and serious older and younger brothers, Porter has always embraced with gusto his "duty" to force a dour world to let loose and have a good time. He never really applied himself to his schoolwork as a child, and was more than happy to be sent to sea under his brother Aethan's tutilage when he was fourteen. That winter, the (slightly embellished) (okay, very embellished) stories that he told his younger brother Ian convinced the boy that he wanted to go to sea as well.
Porter reveled in being one of the Brothers Kennex (the title being his invention), especially once they started making a name for themselves. He instigated some of their wildest adventures -- most of them centered around his congenital weakness for married women. His ability to come up with filthy lyrics to any song put to him meant that he almost never had to pay for his own drinks. He was living the perfect life -- until it all came crashing down.
He'd originally been the one tapped to have command of the prize ship that needed sailing back to port, but Aethan changed his mind at the last minute and gave the assignment to Ian, who needed command experience. A storm hit that night, and after splicing a line and saving the prize ship from sinking (and her skeleton crew from drowning), Ian fell from the rigging, and Porter's life changed forever. Ian might have survived, but the Kennex Brothers were no more.
It was impossibly painful to visit his broken little brother, who had been left paralyzed by the accident, but Porter did it, and not just because of the nagging thought that it had almost been him. Porter's big, loyal heart wouldn't let him abandon his little brother no matter the cost to himself -- especially once he realized that he was Ian's only regular visitor. Not even Aethan bothered to crawl out of the bottom of a bottle long enough to be there for his own flesh and blood. Porter grew increasingly bitter at his family, and especially at Aethan, for what he saw as the basest betrayal of everything the three of them had once stood for, and when it was time for him to go out to sea again, a captain in his own right, he left Aethan behind without a second thought.
Now the captain of his pride, joy, and one true love, the Damsel's Heart, Porter has done his best to pick up where he left off, but it just isn't the same. He's decided that he needs to find a new port, new faces, a change of scenery, and if there's anywhere where he can replace all of those old unhappy memories with happy ones, that place, or so he figures, is Arx.