Description: Built with a slender, muscular frame, Javarn stands at just shy of six feet tall with light, honey-caramel skin. Those broad shoulders of his only giveway to an equally broad, chiseled torso. Shoulder length, obsidian black hair set atop a head of angular, sharp features and bright green eyes. Slashed across the right cheek is the vague impression of a scar, earned from some previous battle.

Personality: Early on in his life, Javarn had developed a sense of hunger for adventure, always wanting get out and see the world, despite his families wishes. When a brutal battle and the loss of many good friends broke him in recent years, the Knight has steeled himself against the cruel, harsh realities of the world.

Still, much of that dreamy-eyed sense of adventure compels him forward. Most days, if Javarn isn't sitting and enjoying a good book, or training diligently to better prepare himself for battle, he is on the move, leading the soldiers of Leary Army in patrols.

Background: Growing up for most of his life as the son of a blacksmith, Javarn has always had dreams of grandure, and of living a life of adventure much to the dismay of his father. Still, Javarn secretly learned at an earlier age than normal how to read, and spent most of his youth neglecting his duties to his family, instead preferring to layabout with a good story, or out wandering the woods looking for adventure.

His dreams were seen to fruition when the then Marquessa of Leary commissioned his father for a project of a blade. As the Marquessa retrieved the completed work for her sword, she witnessed something special in the boy, and conscripted him into her service as her squire.

With his life turned around, Javarn had been given the opportunity to train and learn under the guidance of the Marquessa's tutors, preparing him for battle and teaching him proper leadership tactics.

In a sick twist of fate, newly Knighted Sir Javarn Evrith helped to lead the charge, along side Marquessa Hianara in a brutal battle against raiding Shav'Arvani tribes. The battle was bloody, and the results were his witnessing the death of that very same Marquessa, and leaving Sir Javarn as one of the few survivors.