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[c] Lord Graham Harshond Daranieh V & Honor (A)

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 9:35 pm


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Graham Harshond Daranieh V
Chosen by: Honor
Age: 25
Summation: Named for his great grandfather, Graham is the eldest son, due to inherit, with an income currently at three thousand a year and the title of Viscount. Responsibilities of his own investments have already been placed on him and nearly everyone is pressuring him to find a pretty wife of good breeding, a matter which he is agreeable in, though his definition of amiable varies from his relatives. Disgusted by his family's largess, he has become the ringleader of the little rebellion in the Daranieh house. Overall, he gives the impression of being strong of body, iron of will, and stoic in dress; a young man of age that will take over the family name. But under it all lies a man with a fire in his soul to do what is right and good.

Physical Description: His height is 6'2", with broad shoulders and the strong build of a natural boxer. He is vigorously devoted to staying fighting fit, skilled with a sword, and is as stealthy as a cat. He dresses in the modern fashion, keeping with brown and black coats and trousers, and this lends him a stern, disapproving look. He does bathe often and sometimes wears masculine scents, though a hint of the outdoors clings to him, lending a bit of wildness to him. He moves with purpose, and never wastes a motion, whether in conversation or combat. He has a notoriously irritating habit of simply disappearing from a room or location, especially if he has made his point and no longer wants to speak of things that do not interest him.

Personality: Mostly, Graham just wants to be left alone and doesn't suffer fools easily. He finds the endless small talk and frivolity of parties and other social gatherings to be tediously dull, and would rather be riding, hunting, or reading. He does enjoy the company of a select few, namely Dracen, Lucian, and Dahna, and can on occasion be convinced by them to attend balls or other events.

In such public places, Graham is perceived to be mainly unpleasant, but rich and influential, so he must be tolerated. He will dance and participate in games, so long as he is not required to act like a fool or waste time and money. He particularly hates when mothers throw their daughters at him, or the eligible girls throw themselves, but is always respectful in his manners to them. With his peers, he is known for being a fine hunting and dueling partner, but a bit too fond of debate.

To his elders he is tolerably respectful, not looking for approval, but neither wishing to lose it for fear of losing his own power. He obeys orders, insofar as ones he can agree with or not talk his way out of, but is not so dull as to only obey and nothing else. He is perfectly able to be responsible and makes his own choices readily and well, with great thought and taking many opinions from his siblings, who mostly have good sense.

In his investments, he is both kind and shrewd, and is usually rewarded with a good return. On 'his' estate, the Bolain House, he has made many improvements not only to the house, but to the surrounding tenements; laying out roads, keeping up with repairs, and encouraging trade, renewal of the land, and social charity. He keeps from throwing parties on the estate by endlessly renovating it to a 'proper' noble house. This has the added benefit of not interesting his relatives at all.

In company of his closest relatives, Dracen, Dahna, and Lucian, Graham is a smiling, benevolent friend. Though he can sometimes be preoccupied with his goals, and his temper can flare when he feels progress is not being made, such moods do not last long in the face of their presence. He is extremely protective of them, and can stare down any intruder. With Dracen, the two often butt heads, amiably, as Graham can never hope to win against his brother in intellect, but does try. Dahna is his darling little sister, and she can get him out of any mood, no matter how poor. He dotes on her endlessly, spoiling her a little and rarely allowing others to do the same. He is extremely understanding of Lucian's limitations, always listens to him carefully, and gets him what he needs when Lucian cannot.

With his other siblings, Graham is notorious for a wicked temper, a sharp tongue, and a frustrating inability to make sense. As most of them follow in the indulgent and expensive habits of much of the Daranieh members, they possess the singular ability of being thick in the head, unwilling to see the consequences of their callus and reckless actions. Graham is often infuriated by this, but the root of his crossness towards them is never comprehended, and thus has led to them calling him The Beast behind his back.

History: There was once a faraway time when Graham remembered happiness and harmony in his family. He, his elder sister, and Dracen were the only children at the time, and he can recall that then there were smiles and laughter. His parents had loved each other, and no one was ever angry. They'd been attentive, sweet, and loving.

As he'd grown, his education had been increasingly handled by his grandfather, a military man. He was taught all manner of things, from map-making to fencing. Often the two of them would go on hunting adventures for weeks at a time, which he enjoyed despite his grandfather's harsh nature. This gave him plenty of time away from his increasingly frivolous and distant parents, who could sometimes be abusive when tested. It was into this atmosphere that Dahna was born. She was the last child Malcom and his wife would have, though there were a few others before her.

It was during his teenage years when things went from bad to worse. His older sister, Celeste, had grown more outspoken about the greed and waste of the family. Their first tragedy occurred when she suddenly died. The manner of her death was hidden from Graham and his siblings by the adults. A great bitterness broiled to life inside him with the loss. The only bright point was the addition of his cousin, Lucian, to the family. He was to be fostered indefinitely, due to his odd habits and unsociable nature.

Graham and Lucian became fast friends, and soon were often in each other's company whenever either could find the time. The brief period of peace was quickly broken when Malcom and Valean were killed by pirates while sailing to Nipoor on a second honeymoon. After that, all the Dalanieh siblings, plus Lucian, were moved into the house on Golden Street with their grandparents. By this time Lord Warrick had become a recluse and Lady Kaletra was his mouthpiece.

The cold, stale house suddenly was filled with the chatter of several teenagers and children, their things, and their staff. Being moved from the country to town was a big step, and Graham found himself alarmed by the effect of his extended relatives on some of his younger siblings, who embraced the extravagant lifestyle whole-heartedly.

It was not something he felt he could change until years later, when he, Dracen, Lucien, and Dahna were all chosen by Guardians. As the four oversaw the mystical deer to adulthood, a plan began to form between them all; a plan of mayhem and generosity, secrets and intrigue. They would carry on Celeste's plan to change the family, but from the shadows.



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PostPosted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 11:40 pm


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The Guardian

Name: Honor
Gender: Male

Personality:
A leader to his core, Honor lives by a stern moral code crafted out of virtue, one he often expects others to follow. Honor is driven to protect and save as many innocents as possible. He feels, deep down, that if he were no longer able to do that he would be considered worthless. He is a fantastic fighter, and devoted to Graham, as he admires the man's values which so closely resemble his own.

Skills:
Excellent fighter, noble in carriage and attitude, and so quick to respond to crisis it is almost prescient.

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The Choosing:
The stress of resisting had been intense, though it had started as nothing more than one of those ridiculous little compulsions one gets from day to day. It had grown more difficult when Dracen had disappeared and Graham had gone after him. Tracking him to the old Warden House, the feeling had increased in his chest to near intolerable proportions. The mad caretaker had welcomed him, perhaps not so mad as he'd been told, and muttered disturbing ideas that had been increasingly difficult to ignore in his own mind, about his family and their way of life.

He'd been informed that Dracen had gone into the woods, and concern almost outweighed his fear. Not fear of what creatures lived in that place, but of the feeling in his chest that gloried in the thought of going in to find the destiny that laid there. He did not sleep his entire visit, and dragged the dazed Dracen back home with the excuse that his younger brother had pursued a man who owed him money.

He felt sick, ignoring that feeling. He isolated himself, when he wasn't talking to his brother. But when he was informed that whatever illness had befallen him had also taken hold in Lucian, his panic solidified into a painful stab. If Lucian was chosen, there was no doubt in his mind that his family would disown the boy completely. He left that very night, riding hard to reach the Wardwood before his cousin could in any conceivable manner.

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The dankness closed in around him with welcome as he entered the wood and he went still. He sighed with the relief of it, staring into the fog, so thick he could see his breath stir it. For a moment he stared in fascination at the swirls and patterns in it, picking out creatures and faces from the chaos. There was no sound, and light, while present, seemed like an abstract concept that did not apply to him. He assumed that this was what nothingness was like; his brain trying to make sense of a world without anything.

The first step was the hardest. Despite the feeling of being drawn with a rope into the nothing, that animal fear of falling was overwhelming. It was a pressure in his head, a buzzing in his eyes, and time slipped away into obscurity. And yet, his foot lifted on its own, as if it was the boot around his leg that was the thing moving it, and he braced to fall into more of this nothingness.

His foot touched the ground, and the fear broke with the feeling of gritty dirt and crunching leaves beneath the sole of his boot. After that it was easy, to let his feet take him along game trails and over roots, across misty glades noisy with the faint dripping of the drizzle that had started at some point. He barely noticed the wet and cold, as if it were happening to someone else.

He found a creek and stooped to drink from his palm, sensing an animal on the other side was watching him. He dared not even look, and after a time he heard the soft tapping of delicate hooves disappearing into the depths of the trees. He moved on with a swell of familiarity, as if all this had happened in a dream some time ago, and he was dreaming it again after many years. The feeling that he knew just what was going to happen next, but could not recall it pervaded his mind, and it was then that he came through a stand of leaves into a place devoted to destiny.

The tree was glorious to behold, so massive it was beyond his ken. The lights upon it were so bright, like stars that one could touch. They twinkled softly as the breeze moved the leaves around them, and the towering trunk was aglow from their light. His breath caught. He walked around it filled with a childlike awe of a world that could create such magnificence. He felt himself both age with the experience of something new, and regress in years to a time when the whole world looked like this in his eyes.

For a time he just marveled, meandering around it, until he felt the need to climb, moving up the roots until he could pick his way up the trunk. Time passed, the effort not at all taxing, and he felt his journey come to an end in a little hollow where three branches grew off the trunk. Perhaps not an end, but a beginning, he thought, the words solid and almost tangible. Before him were a few totems, but only one that was his. He knew it like he knew the patterns on his favorite hawk and the whorls of wood on his bedposts. He cupped his hands about it, not even touching, and watched the play of light upon his palms. Nothing had ever been so perfect. Damn his family and their approval. He would never be ashamed of such a delight as this little one. His life had not been complete until now, for with this help he would find all the truths he had been seeking.





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PostPosted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 11:45 pm


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Properties and misc

Graham is in charge of the Bolain House, a sizable yet modest estate north of Palisade, supported by agriculture. The grounds are extensive, but the house is more like a vacation spot than a home for a family. Graham is in the process of remodeling, using the family's involvement in marble and his own income to slowly improve it. The fact that some of his budget is going to other goals is hidden by complications and many, many delays.

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This map illustrates some of the other properties owned by the family.
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Map drawn by Graham V, age 7
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The Daranieh Family Tree
A work in progress




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PostPosted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 11:46 pm


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Credits
Portrait and map art by me.




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