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Ceolrith
Ceolrith
| Name | Ceolrith |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Soon to be advisor. |
| Age | 22 |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Harwick |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance |
Ceolrith does not pose as one of the strong and mighty warriors of the Horse Lords. His countenance is softer, perhaps more delicate. Ceolrith is usually dressed in simple tunics and trousers. Though finely woven details can be seen upon the sleeve or hems of the garments.
If one were to happen upon this young man in the streets of Harwick, his head would be held high and his expression would be stern. He might bow politely and move on his way. But if you were to find him in the wilds of Rohan or perhaps the Vales, his carefree smile would rarely leave his face. His laugh would be bright and any stern expression all but gone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Banner Art:Watercolor Black Eyed Susan Wildflowers Flowers Original | Etsy Profile Art: Portrait 2 by LeafOfSteel on DeviantArt |
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Ceolrith Ceolfridson is a young man of average height and thin, but toned build. With one glance, one would be able to tell from where he hails. For this man was born with all the makings of a typical man of the Wold. The straw blonde hair that sits upon his head falls in waves to his shoulder blades, and his eyes are the blue of the sky. His face is angular and strong, but this is countered by a dreamy and far away look that can be seen in his usual expression.Background
Ceolrith was born in the small town of Harwick to his father, Ceolfrid (an advisor) and Hilda ( a former healer.) He grew up spending most of the time in his father's office. He learned to bow and speak a polite greeting before he could even walk. His only friend growing up was his cousin. She was the only one who understood him then. And she was the only to accept him when he fled from Harwick but months ago, attempting to find what last bit of freedom he could before he was arranged to take over his father's position as advisor and marry a woman of his parents choosing.
During his journey, he met another young man, one of the Vales of the Anduin. They became quick friends and Ceolrith grew to care for him. Perhaps more than he should have. He followed this man back to his own home in the Vales of the Anduin and spent many months there. Unfortunately, the time has come for him to return home and assume his role as the head of his family. For now, his time spent with Brunleik along the Anduin is but a cherished memory.
| Friends | Few, but those he does have he cherishes greatly. |
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| Relatives | His cousin Aeshaeidr who he might call his closest friend. His parents who still reside and survive in Harwick. |
| Rivals/Enemies | None, he tries to make sure he is well liked by everyone. |
| Loves | Brunleik. A warm home-cooked meal. Drawing in his little notebook. And as of recently, swimming. |
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| Hates | Being told what to do, not having the freedom to choose who he loves and what he does with his life, being alone. |
| Motivation | To make his family proud, no matter how miserable it makes him in the end. |
| Quotes | "Family, Duty, Honor." |
