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Old 01-06-2014, 07:27 AM
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[OOC Information]

Your Name: Teagan
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[Basic Information]

Character Name: Fˇlkhvatur Grunewald
Character Age: 23
Gender: Male
Birthday: June 9, 218
Home Castle/City: Mier
House: Grunewald

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[Personality]

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Fˇlkhvatur, first born child, and only son, of Valdemar Grunewald, was raised to believe that he should be a leader, and you will never find him hanging back, letting others take the vanguard. He has a great deal of personal magnetism – charisma – that has others rallying about him. Never one to shy away from new ground, he seems to live to trek off into the unknown. For him, life is all an exciting challenge. A bundle of energy and dynamism, he looks forward to the dawning of each and every new day -- and all of its possibilities.

On a slightly less positive note, Fˇlkhvatur is quite impulsive, and has a tendency to ram his ideas down everyone's throats without even bothering to ask if they want to know. Blunt and to the point, he can be completely lacking in tact and diplomacy does not come easily to him. The flip side of this more obnoxious trait is that the sheer force of Fˇlkhvatur ‘s personality can actually accomplish a great deal. Bold, aggressive and courageous, he can summon up the inner strength required to take on most anyone, and he'll probably win, given the amount of energy and vitality he’ll bring to bear on whatever he’s facing. Independent and well aware of his own interests in a given situation, he doesn’t slip into attributing his motivations to any highfaluting moral high ground. He just does what he thinks he needs to get a job done. Fˇlkhvatur may be construed as arrogant and domineering, but in the end, it takes a lot of focus to be a leader, and you can’t do so if you’re afraid to step on people’s toes.

Action, enthusiasm and a burning desire to play, and win, are what Fˇlkhvatur is all about. He’s a very physical type of person, and he’ll jump into the fray full force without hesitation. Sure, some of his decisions may later prove to have been hasty, but you'll never find him regretting them later on. All of the above can be said about his approach to love and women, though his marriage two years ago has seen him focus all of his attention on his wife, either to the relief or chagrin of the parents of the young women of Bjargheim. As to those young women themselves, their sentiments about Fˇlkhvatur being now “off the market” is quite the mixed bag. In any case, Fˇlkhvatur is quite crazy about Nˇtt, the young woman that he kidnapped to be his bride, and Starri, the son she has already given him, with another child imminently to make his or her appearance. He’s a very enthusiastic husband, and a proud and attentive father.

As for the rest of his family, Fˇlkhvatur has a quite deep loyalty and respect for his father, and an equally deep love for his mother and sisters. He’s very protective of the women, though his sister Astrid seems to have little need for his watchfulness. Fˇlkhvatur has a lot of respect for her abilities and they are very close. He’s equally as close to Elvř, the baby of the family, though their relationship has never been quite as competitive as that which he enjoys with Astrid.
-Gary

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[History]

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Fˇlkhvatur was born on an early summer day, when the wind blew fitful clouds through the mountain passes, and with his arrival came a brief summer squall. Whether this boded ill for the infant or no, his parents were quite delighted with their firstborn, and even more so for the fact that he was a son. The people of Bjargheim are probably far more equitable than many in the Kingdom, when it comes to their views on the relative worth of sons and daughters. The women of the mountain stronghold are often accorded far more respect and privilege than many of their southern sisters. Still, it is always an occasion to celebrate the birth of son and heir, and Fˇlkhvatur was born to the man who was already a leader in the high, isolated community. Fˇlkhvatur was a sturdy, robust baby with a healthy wail – always very curious and early to conquer all the typical baby milestones. By the time he was two, he was trying to trail after his father as he went about his day to day tasks, which mainly centered around the governance of the tiny town. By the time he was three, a younger sister joined him, though at first he held little regard for the cranky ginger haired girl. His parents emphasized, however, that Astrid was his sister – his to companion, and to protect and to watch out for. So soon enough, he accepted her presence in their daily life, while he himself began the busy work of learning to be a small warrior.

Valdemar had every intention that his first born son follow in the mountain tradition of being well versed in weaponry, hunting and fighting – for the area had a long history of internecine squabbles amongst the various clans. Even despite the influence of men like Auberon Vulferam, whose family came to hold sway over the area around Mier, higher up in the mountains, men such as Valdemar and his ancestors always had to be vigilant and stalwart in their defense of what they wished to claim as theirs. Valdemar raised Fˇlkhvatur to wield sword and bow and spear, as well as hunting, tracking and wilderness survival. He taught him how to outwit and vanquish both beast and man. Fˇlkhvatur had a natural aptitude for the skills he was asked to master, and beyond that his personality was such that he attacked all of it with great energy and will. He loved the thrill of it and welcomed all challenges to both his wiles and his muscles.

Two years after his first little sister was born, a second came along – beautiful, loving Elvř. She was as different in personality from Astrid as day is from night, and of course, Fˇlkhvatur now understood his role as big brother even better by this point. He loved both his younger sisters, and made a fairly decent playmate for them – especially for Astrid, who, it seemed, was determined to follow him about like a little shadow. Fˇlkhvatur accepted this with good natured equanimity, usually, and eventually Valdemar began to train his older daughter, just as he was training his son, for such is the way of mountain folk who have to make sure as many hands as possible are available to defend and protect their homes. No doubt this shared passion for all things warlike brought brother and sister even closer together, though both still held a deep affection for the youngest sibling as well, despite that she did not join them in their training. He became a skilled tracker, and spent almost all of his limited leisure time hunting in the primeval mountain forests, bringing down mountain sheep and goats and the great brown bears and snow leopards, as well as trapping ermine and mink and fox and rabbit. Fˇlkhvatur became ruthlessly proficient with a bastard sword, though his skill with the bow and spear was nothing to be sneered at. Both of Valdemar’s children joined the regiment that he led, though when he was called up to lend his men’s support to Conor Conchobar in the war of Heldenbrecht, only Fˇlkhvatur was old enough to accompany his father and the others down from the mountains and to the other side of Arbrecht. To say Astrid was disappointed might be the understatement of the century.

Another young woman who was sorely disappointed to see Fˇlkhvatur’s back as the men left Bjargheim was a girl by the name of Nˇtt. She and Fˇlkhvatur had known each other since they were children, though she was three years his junior. She wasn’t interested in training to be a warrior, and though she was the same age as Astrid, the two girls hadn’t been particularly close. But somehow, she and Fˇlkhvatur had struck up a fast friendship, that persisted even after he’d begun to mature into his youth. In the year or so before the War began, and Fˇlkhvatur left, their friendship had blossomed into something of a first love for both of them. They seemed to have eyes only for each other, though they were far too young to consider anything more than just holding hands, and perhaps an occasional stolen kiss. Before Fˇlkhvatur left to fight, he promised Nˇtt that when he returned, he would come and kidnap her, as was the Bjargheim custom, and claim her as his bride. That made her giggle, and blush, but as he left she prayed fervently for his protection and safe return.

Four years later, return he did, taller, far more mature, a seasoned veteran of battle, but still with all the feelings for Nˇtt with which he had left her. During his travels – fighting interspersed with long periods of stultifying downtime – he’d often been egged on by his friends and relatives in the regiment to stop mooning over Nˇtt and get to a brothel and enjoy himself. Well, perhaps it can’t be said with 100% truthfulness that he never indulged his curiosity in that regard. But he never forgot where his heart lay. On the night before the rest of the regiment returned to Bjargheim, he snuck off and snuck back to the village under cover of darkness, and thence into Nˇtt’s bedroom, through her window. There, in the dark, he slid a hand over her mouth, to keep her from crying out, and when he revealed his identity, she cried in earnest – warm tears of relief and joy. Fˇlkhvatur made her his that night, and later, towards dawn, he carried a very willing Nˇtt over her father’s doorstep. They were soon married, and it might not have been a full nine months before their son, Starri, was born.

They settled into being a comfortable and loving family, and a few months ago, Nˇtt shared the good news with Fˇlkhvatur that Starri would soon have a little brother, or sister, come November (241) or thereabouts. But life, as it does, has intervened. In the summer, the call came up from Conor Vulferam, Lord of the Mountain, to take up arms to assist Corbin Blanchard, the lost rose King, to reclaim his place as leader of Arbrecht. Loyal to a fault, Vlademar Grunewald assembled his regiments and retreated from the foothills of the mountains and down into the valleys and the lowlands, his son and daughter and brothers and cousins in tow, all the able-bodied men and women of Bjargheim expected to take up their arms for the cause. With a good will, Fˇlkhvatur has left once again to fight for the cause of the Vulferam. Once more, Nˇtt, and their son, and their child to be, await his return, praying each day that he will come back safe and unharmed.
-Gary

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Darkened leaves feel off the gnarled old oak tree, and Fˇlkhvatur stared at the dried brown lawn. No tears were shed. They all knew the life they led, but there was an unspoken sorrow as he sat at the table with his very pregnant wife watching his son play in the rug. They sat in silence, chewing slowly, unsure of when their next meal together would fall. He didn't want to leave her, not now, so close to the birth of their second child, but he had a duty to his father and his reputation as well. He wanted to say something, to comfort her, but what? How could he possibly console her when he knew he wouldn't be there for the first months of their child's life. Tomorrow he would be setting off with his father to take up the Vulfram cause once again.

His eyes shifted across the room, finally coming to meet his wife's studying him with creased brow. She didn't have to say a word. He knew she was worried. He reached out to take her hand. He wanted to tell her that everything would be alright and that he would return to her soon, but the words stuck in his throat. Instead, he pushed back his chair, gathered up his son, and took his wife into his arms. He would make the most of this night with them, no matter how much it killed him in the morning.


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[Timeline of Events]


Mier

Year 218: Fˇlkhvatur Grunewald is born.
Year 221: Astrid Grunewald is born.
Year 223: Elvř Grunewald is born.
Year 234: Fˇlkhvatur leaves Bjargheim to fight with his father and the others of the regiment in support of House Vulferam in the War of Heldenbrecht
Year 238: Fˇlkhvatur returns to Bjargheim and marries Nˇtt Arnadˇttir
Year 239: Starri Grunewald is born
Year 241: August Fˇlkhvatur and his father and sister Astrid, along with the regiment from Bjargheim, follow the forces of Mier into the lowlands of Arbrecht to prepare for war.
Year 241: Game Start


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