Qais

Qais Caraway

Name Qais
Status
Active
Occupation
Watcher
Age
Young
Race
Man
Residence
Breeland
Kinship
Outward Appearance

Tall, lanky, and yet to grow into his shoulders, Qais walks with a self-conscious slouch. Though his accent is Breeish, peppered with Archet slang, the warm umber of his skin, his hair black as western coneflower, and the pallor of his grey-green eyes speak to a very southern ancestry. His shy smile stretches into his dimples, while premature laugh lines wing his heavy brows. His angled cheekbones are quick to pink. When he is on duty his shoulders are weighed by the heavy boar-mantle of Bree, his long neck russet from the scratch of those coarse fibers. He carries a modest sword, but prefers the spear, and is most often armed with a leather-bound journal, its binding stained with coffee and spilt stew, and a sprig of charcoal tucked into his bushel of curls.

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Background

Breeland-born and bred, but with blood of a foreign father, Qais’ ancestry is betrayed only by his looks—black hair curled like southern princes...the height of a swan knight. Despite these winks at otherness, he is a Breeland man. He keeps to himself, rarely sharing his history, but the locals know by rumor and memory the circumstances of his birth and upbringing. His father, Gondor-born, had been known to haunt the Chet, running a racket of kidnapping and crime, before he disappeared when the boy was only three. Afterwards he was taken in by a wealth Southron and his Dalish wife and two other adopted orphans—Filisk and Freyga. He grew up outside of his new father’s love, or so it seemed to others, and found family amongst the guardsmen of Archet, in particular the Sergeant Curnden. Under him he trained as a lawman; the privileged skills granted by his father’s gentle status—horsemanship and literacy—were of particular use to the other illiterate footmen of the tribe. He lives in the homesteads, rarely seen outside his patrol and the boar-mantle that distinguishes his service to the Watch, but when he is, he is ready with a kind smile and a genuine ear.

Friends
Relatives
Rivals/Enemies
Loves
Writing, Dreaming, Jam & Sweet Fruits, Quiet Nights, his Family, Friends, and Morwinel
Hates
Injustice
Motivation
To keep safe his family, friends, and his adopted homeland
Quotes

Qais's Adventures

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Qais's Gallery

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