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Prince Artur Redrain

Look, it's not that I don't understand that responsibility is important, it's just that I also understand that it's really boring...

Social Rank: 3
Concept: Sprightly Swashbuckler
Fealty: Redrain
Family: Redrain
Gender: male
Age: 25
Religion: Pantheon / Shamanism
Vocation: Knight
Height: 6'0"
Hair Color: dark blond
Eye Color: warm brown
Skintone: fair

Description: Artur is narrow, slender and lanky, with a sharp bite to the angle of his hips. Everything about him is long: long legs, long torso, long arms, long, slim fingers. Energetic, dynamic in motion and closely muscled, his lanky height is wiry and tight, rather than built heavily or bulky. Freckles spatter his high-boned, sharply angled features. His brown eyes are striking in clarity and color, their warm hue suggestive of cinnamon. His hair is kept short, neatly trimmed and darkly golden. There's a suggestion of coltish youth and abounding energy to his body and carriage.

Personality: Artur struggles with directed focus on many things in his life because there is so much to do and learn and be. Fancies tug at him like will-o-the-wisps, and he'll chase them with all the energy of an overgrown fleethound until the next one catches his attention and turns him after it. He can frequently get cheerfully lost down logic trains that make little sense outside his own head, and also, he's very bad at jokes, not because he doesn't enjoy humor but because he tends to "get" them about twenty minutes after everyone else in the room, sometimes with a loud "Oh!" and then a now-completely-inappropriate chortling laugh. Warm and friendly, frequently hyperactive almost to a point of manic in his energy, he can be contagious in his enthusiasms, and it's very easy to get caught up with him in his energy. Sometimes people go along with his ideas only -- once out of his company and no longer subject to the Arturian common sense jamming field -- to stare around and wonder what happened.

Background: Artur was a happy child, with the joy and energy of a young boy raised by parents with a good balance of benevolent distance and bland-edged discipline. His closest supervision was from a crotchety old shaman whose stories evolved as Artur aged, retaining his attention cleverly by incorporating more boogers and farts once Artur reached a certain age, and peppering his storytelling with blood and guts liberally throughout his childhood. Indoors, Artur had a little sister to equal parts torment and defend; outdoors, he had worlds to conquer, many of them entirely fueled by his own mind.

As a boy, every day of his was filled with imagination games. One day he would be an evil wizard bent on world domination -- "please make sure you clean your hands and wash behind your ears when you're done building your sorcerous tower, dear" -- and the next day, a shining beacon of purity and light, showing the world the benefits of a true paladin -- "what a clever sword, Artur, did you make it from a stick?" -- and the day after, a secretly infiltrated dwarf agent, stealthing through the manor with daring surreptitiousness -- "we can see you hiding under the table, my prince, as I'm afraid your boots are sticking out." As he grew and learned his lessons and studied with swordmasters and trained in (oh no) etiquette like a good prince, his imagination games grew no less colorful, if they grew subtler; in his teen years, his flights of fancy he kept to scribblings in his journal, artistic translations of this visiting diplomat into an elven infiltrator bent on seducing his mother, or that complex arithmetic economics problem being illustrated with dragons and eggs instead of sacks of grain. He doodled constantly, and made stories in his head, and although he wasn't secretive about them, he became aware as he moved towards adulthood that they were -- if not childish things to be put aside -- private treasures to be kept to those he trusted. "Today, I shall go on a hunt," would be his itinerary, and then instead, while hunting pheasant he would imagine himself agriffonback, chasing the winged terror of a dragon marauding the countryside. "Today, I shall go with my father to an important meeting," would be the plan, and in his head, one of the councillors was replaced by a luring mirrorborn with destuctive appetites (the drawing from that day was paticularly spooky and splendid).

Yet still, even as he grew to adulthood, his imagination pictures stayed with him. Even today, as he rides towards the capital, he imagines himself alive with derring-do, questing for adventure, rather than doing what he is supposed to do exactly, which is go to Arx and support the North's political, economic and military goals potentially by securing an alliance somewhere in the Southlands.

Relationship Summary

  • Gwenna - Younger Sister!

  • Acquaintance:
  • Adora - Maker of most excellent bookcases!
  • Amund - A sellsword, but reliable and easy to work with.

  • Family:
  • Marian - Badass Dragon Lady. Teaches me swordsmanship.
  • Echo - Tiny cousin with the enormous blade.

  • Friend:
  • Aiden - One of my closest friends and a trusted adventuring companion!
  • Aksel - A solid friend I can always rely on in a pinch.
  • Arthen - A man after my own heart! A lover of stories and adventure.

  • Protege:
  • Alessandro - My brilliant protege! A financial mastermind and a wonderful friend.
  • Name Summary
    Adora Customers who want carvings are bad, but customers with opinions on wood are the worst. I don't like him.
    Aethan Princess Gwenna's brother -- you can tell even if you didn't know. Has interesting dreams.
    Agatha Cousin Artur makes me happy. He has such a good imagination! I cannot keep up with all his stories, but they are good andso clever!
    Aiden A man from Farhaven. He's easy to talk to; especially easy when his hobby had been falconry. Swiftwing is his falcon, oneday perhaps I can meet her. Artur has a certain enthusiasm which makes it feel as if we've known eachother a lot longer than we have.
    Ainsley Prince Artur is an excitable and quick man. There's something a touch adorable about him. He reminds me of my younger brother, somewhat. Though he and Aiden are not much a like at all.
    Alessandro A very engaging Redrain prince, who I believe will make an exceptional patron.
    Amund Northern prince. Fights with a hammer. Very cheerful. Larger than life.
    Ann Not sure how he can smile and sketch at the moment, but at least someone in Redrain can keep their spirits up.
    Ariella An energetic Redrain prince. Seems a bit like a kid who never grew up, though he appreciates his alcohol. Doesn't like to sail. Well, nobody's perfect.
    Arn Smiling Redrain prince. Maybe he can learn from Marian and not be a waste of space. Maybe not. What do I care?
    Astraea He's as charming and handsome as I remember. Always such a voyeur, in the good kinda way. Well spoken and just as talented as most of our kinfolk when it comes to his martial prowess. Smells of the outdoors and has a particularly rare quality about him that is welcoming and soothing almost. I can't wait to spend more time with him because I think he gets me in all my simplicity.
    Barric I like him. He doesn't thrive on scandal openly, but is observant enough to know how to learn as much as he can from it. Always polite to me too.
    Caspian A prince with desires to be a hero. I can respect that, I too have lofty dreams.
    Cirroch There are plenty of casual, easy going princes. And then there is Artur, who throws etiquette out the window and tosses his chamber pot at it's head. A true northerner!
    Clara Tsk, he best not be lettin' Kieran hear him talkin' like that else a Redrain war will be brewin'! Hopefully, I get a chance ta get to know Artur while we're both in Arx. He has never really been all that chatty with me.
    Darren Glad to have another Redrain in town. You got a lot of personality kid, but personality can get you far in this town. You'll do alright.
    Domonico A good fighter. Wields his warhammer with considerable skill. Good person to lose against
    Echo Aww! My cousin-in-law is all sorts of cheerful and he's definitely got a playful side to him. One can only assume when he's telling you of the bet he lost. You'll get them next time, Artur!
    Gwenna What can be said about my dearest brother Artur? We were only separated by cities for a short while, but his arrival not long after my own made me realize something was definitely off here without him. We may seem opposite, but I know I've no stronger ally or confidante in Arx, just as he hopefully knows he has in me.
    Harlex A Redrain Prince. Felt like the Crimson Peaks were coming down on a fella, with the way he handles that hammer. Very fine sort.
    Helena I envy my beloved cousin for ever following his own truth and being totally comfortable in his own skin. Every whim and whimsy is not questioned but answered in earnest, something I wish I had the courage to do myself.
    Holt Seemed a little stressed when I met him, but he was friendly after he got to blow off some steam at the training hall. I'd hate to be on the business end of that hammer.
    Ignacio Artur.... Just Artur... It seems like he is an easy going man though I wonder what brings his dislike for titles. Not a stuffy man by any regard and I am sure he is a lot of fun. I would like the chance to share a few drinks with him later.
    Jan ...But why wasn't he wearing pants?
    Jeffeth He seems like an excitable Prince but seems to pay attention and seems like a kind fellow.
    Jordan Quick on his feet and that rapier of his hurts like the kick of a mule to my ribs. Very skilled!
    Josephine Such a lovely young man. We need more of them in the city. Though I'll have to look into this smith he spoke about.
    Kia He likes bunnies. Not demon bunnies. But plush ones. He's rather handsome and from his appearance, his love of plushies is not something I would have expected.
    Lance My first real meeting with a Prince and I must say I am horribly surprised. Artur is down to earth, not standing on formality nearly as much as I am used to. While mildy disconcerting, it makes me wonder if he is more typical of the North. To whit though, he is a kindred heart and soul I think. He desires much of the same as I and I will stand shoulder to shoulder with Artur until we are both written about in stories for the ages.
    Liara He's perpetually exuberant and wildly informal, and these were things I thought I would attribute to myself. I'm entirely mild by comparison. He made for entertaining company.
    Lorenzo A man of great enthusiasm and lofty goals, and an excellent brother-in-law.
    Lucita Skilled in the art of keeping an interesting conversation flowing, amusing, interested in people and events around him. Looking forward to talking more with him.
    Mirari I love Northern men. They're all charming, good looking and boy can they drink. This guy seems like he's cut from that mold, quick with the smiles too. Happy people make me happy in return.
    Nico A collected man that seems to be an impressive fighter. He's very friendly, though I wish I got to speak to him a bit longer. He seemed interested in my smithing wares; I'll have to remember to make him a fantastic lance.
    Nuala The shining light of House Redrain. I've wondered for so long if I ever belonged. He is my kindred spirit, the flame in our house who walks ahead to show me the path. How can I not adore him?
    Petal He seems quite friendly. He has a way about him that is easy to speak with and down to earth.
    Reese He carries him well and can handle Duke Arn. That is skills.
    Riagnon It doesn't surprise me, all those stories about heroes of legend culminating in the hands of a handsome prince with uh, a great smile and perfect hair and, and-- ...wait, he's only interested in the bragging rights of all that stuff. Right? RIGHT?
    Sabella All of the members of Redrain are just so delightful and fun and Artur is no exception! I am grateful to count him as a friend.
    Saedrus Such charming company. He is so full of energy and a kind of lightning excitment. I rather like his laugh as well, I hope I hear it again soon. Though, I hear he needs a little more practice riding.
    Sigurd A very fine prince, with the right set of virtues I believe. Fighting, drinking, carousing and poking fun at our southern neighbors.
    Skye He's a lot of fun to talk to. I didn't realize people were so friendly in the other wards. Although, I don't know how serious I should take his stories. He does seem to be a fanciful.
    Theron Prince of Redrain, incredibly nice guy. I always like the Northern Royals and this is definitely no exception!
    Tomwell It's not everyday you meet a genuine dragonslayer! Even if they haven't slain any dragons in this turn on the wheel.
    Toste Prince Artur is Toste's cousin; they've been best friends forever and finally reunited when Toste made his way down south. It was amazing reconnecting with him and look forward to all the trouble they will cause together.
    Vercyn The young Prince may be absent-minded sometimes, but his warmth and cheerfulness make him excellent company. All I need to find out is whether he is also a nephew of mine? I am sure he is.
    Veronica A Redrain Prince who didn't want to be called a prince. Curious! Seems rather easy-going for a prince too.
    Volcica He's a Prince I could follow, more like the Chieftans of the North than some stuffed up royalty. He gives me confidence that our northern brothers have not gone soft.