Lord Kedehern Laurent
It's what you give that makes the man you are, not what you get back.
Description: A taller individual, if not a giant, Kedehern has a powerful, athletic build carved out from long hours in the salle. His dark brown hair is typically of medium length, over a trimmed beard and piercing blue eyes. The man's movements are sure, and calculated, an economy of primal motion. When he speaks, it's in a smooth baritone that seems perfectly suited for carrying over the din of battle, or extolling the virtues of his comrades at camp.
Personality: At first glance, many people might assume Kedehern's a rather serious individual. Frankly, those people would be right. Those who take the time to know him however, soon realize that underneath the somewhat dour demeanor is a sense of humor that's just waiting to come out at the strangest times, as well as a warmth of spirit even if it's not often shown to just anyone.
Background: Kedehern was born the youngest son of the now deceased Duke Acel Laurent. When his father died, his brother Edmund, sent him to the Redmarches to be fostered with the Telmar.
The boy was considered a sweet, shy youth by most of his family when he left Artshall for the Telmarch. Duke Arn's armsmen spent much of his formative years training it out of the boy, at least on the surface.
Once he was old enough, he earned his knighthood in the Red Mountains, fighting against the Abandoned.
When the Silent War came, he was in the field taking arms against Brand's forces. Later, he spent his time in the Oathlands, rooting out insurgents when the call to arms sounded for the Gyre War, and he found himself on the walls in Setarco. And then again in the thick of things during the troubling affair with the Lodge of Petrichor.
When rumors of an insurgent house making war on his family's duchy began to surface, he found himself in Arx looking to make himself useful once more.
|Amari||Tough as a Telmar and sweet as a Laurent? A potentially curious combination in one man. He was nice enough to return a pilfered hair clasp.|
|Braden||A skilled fighter I think? Sounded like a hell of a fight...|
|Cristoph||A loyal and supportive member of the Laurent family, working hard to protect the family. While it's amusing to call him 'uncle', Kedehern is probably more in line with a distant cousin that I've always liked more than some of my other cousins because he was infinitely cooler than them.|
|Fiora||A level headed man that apparently can be trusted with much. He seems well suited to his position.|
|Gawain||He's a leader and a solider out there. Very well done.|
|Mabelle||Is he my cousin or my uncle? Well he's evidentally a Laurent, look how handsome he is.|
|Norwood||He seems an earnest man, who truely wishes to do the best that he might.|
|Petal||The Lord seems to carry himself well. This words suggest she is easy to help his fealty. He is welcoming and well spoken.|
|Reese||A calm and thoughtful man who has a wisdom about him. I am sure there is much more to know about him though.|
|Wash||A good-humored fellow who fought alongside Ian at the Agricenter.|