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Thomas Fitzwulf
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Character Name: Thomas Alder Fitzwulf
Character Age: 45
Gender: Male
Birthday (including year): November 1st, 196
Current Location: Westerland, Arbrecht
House: Fitzwulf
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House Description: The Fitzwulf Family came from The Vandermark and deposed the rulers of Westerland in a violent and savage coup, and immediately set about turning the region into a powerhouse. These days, the Fitzwulf Family are the most powerful in The League of Arbrecht. Their traits are golden hair, high degrees of military training, rash decisions and a subtle ruthlessness that rarely shines through, until the last moment.. The Patriarch, William Fitzwulf, died two years ago - having conquered Westerland's greatest rival and brought together Arbrecht into a semi-united League. The Family reputation is one of brutality and savagery, but upfront honesty. If a Fitzwulf has a bone to pick with you, you'll be the first to know. It's coffers are moderate; the war with Heldenbrecht cost them dearly, but the acquisition and sale of many fine treasures and artifacts from the conquered lands were well-placed to buoy this up, erasing the war debt. It's colours are black and gold, it's sigil is the golden wolf rampant, and it's motto is 'By Sword and Strife', but a more widely known saying is 'A Fitzwulf gives but one chance', referencing the House policy of offering a defeated foe peace before crushing them utterly. [Gent]

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Standing at 6'2", Thomas Fitzwulf has aged well. He remains physically impressive, worn hands and lines of concentration deeply set in his face intimating the hard lifestyle he has weathered. He has crystal blue eyes and blonde hair that is becoming more speckled salt-and-pepper, and he keeps his beard trimmed close. A man of muted colors and expressions, he wears his soldiers garb, not attracted to the flash of golden baubles like his brothers before him. Thomas Fitzwulf rarely smiles and even more seldom laughs; but when he does, it is warm and inviting. Above all, Thomas exudes an air of relative indifference; of quiet contemplation. He is a man of few words, and is considered most dangerous when he isn't speaking at all.

Personality: Thomas Fitzwulf is a man of flesh and blood, like any other. But his name is surrounded by legend -- tales of atrocities and horrors shared round roadside campfires, feats of bravery and strength that surpass the common heroes of men. Some say he is evil incarnate, a punishment for the sins of the Fitzwulfs, a babe born in darkness; others say he is the second coming of the Hero, a man whose personal fortitude and valor herald a new age for Arbrecht. But most are afraid to say his name at all, lest they invoke the Iron Wolf's attention.

No one really knows for sure who Thomas Fitzwulf is, man or myth. All that is known for certain, is that he is the eyes and ears of the Wolf Keep -- he was the strength behind William, the guidance behind Jon, and there is little doubt he will be the reckoning behind Elanor. Everything else is a mystery...


Thomas Fitzwulf was born the third son to Robert Fitzwulf and Augustine DeLauncey Fitzwulf. It cannot be said that Thomas' birth was either joyous or fretful. He just came to be, and there was little more to remark. His childhood was similar to that of the rest of his family: cold, frightening, and inconstant. Robert Fitzwulf was an ailing man, bordering on madness, and his mother was saddled with an inept husband in a harsh land, far from her birth home, for which she spent most of her life wishing to return. Essentially, it was his older brothers, William and Odo, who raised Thomas, and subsequently it was to them that he owed his loyalty and allegiance. Thomas grew up revering William as the figurehead of the Fitzwulf family -- whatever William asked, Thomas did. Whatever William wanted, he got. As the years went by and Robert Fitzwulf died along with his madness, and William took his place, little of this changed.

Thomas was raised as any Fitzwulf male in Arbrecht -- to fight. To this, Thomas took quick and impressive direction. By the age of fourteen, he was besting his tutors in swordsmanship; by fifteen, he had perfected his skill with the bow and arrow, and mastered the lance. Thomas was a born combatant, destined for the battlefield. His tutors used to contend that there was a tenacity in Thomas' behavior that was unlike their former pupils. Highly observant, he was able to practically predict the counter-attacks of his opponents before they even moved to strike. It was with keen perception and a cool head that Thomas acquired his skills, and thus rose to prominence among the Fitzwulf men as a natural-born fighter. The other fields of study were considered unimportant by his brother William, whom supervised Thomas' education, as he believed Thomas did not require other scholarly pursuits, considering his real value lay in martial arts. Still, Thomas' true thirst lay in research, taking it upon himself to learn the dialects of their Dornish ancestors, languages long forgotten in the winter snows. He became avidly obsessed with geography, working closely with the Fitzwulf cartographers to learn the lay of the land to the point that Thomas could visualize the terrain of each village and hamlet in Arbrecht. He took special interest in the northern wastelands, the impenetrable impasses that his family had not yet pursued. A strange lover of theatre, he took to writing poetry and reading the epics, although his own work has rarely been seen. Thomas had a resonating mind that continued to spin at increasing velocity; he was a man born to achieve great things.

But he was still the third son to a mad man, and William Fitzwulf had always been the one destined for the limelight. Ferocious, uncompromising and vigilant in his pursuits, William was a natural-born leader -- and Thomas was content to be his shadow. Odo was always considered to be William's right-hand man; he was the second brother, after all, and had the personality of an ambassador. But behind that facade, Odo was as manipulative and insincere as William, and as such, Thomas never developed the respect for his other brother like he had for William. As time went on, it was Thomas who became William's confidant -- for behind his facade of strength and brutality, William Fitzwulf knew he was slowly becoming a man who alienated those around him. The only one he could trust was Thomas, and the youngest Fitzwulf brother carried that burden with honor.

His relationship with his sisters was much more distant. It is not that he does not hold affection for them, for after all, both Elisabeth and Isabella are of his blood. But Thomas never grew to have an understanding with either one; Elisabeth was a tempestuous girl, who severed all ties with her family when she ran off to Lydon Alysworth, and Isabella spent more time in the Vandermark than in Westerland before she was married to a Fontenot and taken to the Capital. Both girls were given (or removed from) marriages that suited William, and aside from that, he had minimal interaction with either. He has not spoken with either in years -- who is to blame for their respective silences, it is anyone's guess. Of all the women in the Fitzwulf family, it is his niece Lorelei he sympathizes with the most. Saddled with a madman like Odo for a father, Thomas understood her personal struggles, and supported her marriage to Aashiq Linnet that would take her far from the Arbrechtian shores.

As for the romance in Thomas' life, there is only one tale to be told-- and that, like the rest of his legends, is steeped in bloodshed. Thomas Fitzwulf met Edme Montrose when he was eighteen years old, traveling to the Montrose manor to celebrate the engagement of Edme to a rising landed knight of the Montrose family, Dornan Phillipe. The trip was meant to solidify relations between the Montrose and Fitzwulf families. William already had his eye on Heldenbrecht, and he wanted to garner as much support as possible for his next moves. Thomas met Edme on the night of her engagement celebration, during a lavish feast that was being held for the young couple. No proper re-telling of their first exchange has been recorded; Thomas does not speak of such matters and Edme has kept that first interaction close to her heart. Eye-witness accounts vary, but some say it took only one look from the Fitzwulf for Edme to fall for him; others say Thomas proposed on the spot, before the very table that Dornan sat beside his future bride. Others claim there was witchcraft at work; that the old evil gods of the North intervened and caused Edme to leave her proper path and follow Thomas into darkness.

The only part of their fairytale Thomas will willingly admit to was spending all three of those nights outside Edme's bedroom window, one she shared with her sisters. His actions were unlike those of a Fitzwulf man -- for long hours he stood, reciting sonnets he wrote, carrying on full conversations with the panes of her window, from behind which Edme watched him, in part embarrassed, another delighted. The display from the first night drew a crowd for the second, and this time Thomas sang to her tunes of old Dornish wives, surrounded by an audience that both laughed and admired the curious fellow before them. Still, Edme did nothing, her sisters throwing down scorn from their balconies at the Fitzwulf for trying to break their honest sister's vows. On the third night, Thomas was greeted at Edme's window not by his lady-love but by her furious father, damning the Fitzwulf back to Westerland where he belonged. Thomas just laughed. He was a Fitzwulf -- and as such, not easily daunted. By all accounts, no one saw Thomas and Edme ever together, let alone close enough to speak. No one knows what transpired between the two young nobles. Regardless, this much is true: Thomas spent three days at the Montrose manor and then left with two trinkets he had not arrived with -- a piece of Edme's embroidery and her heart.

Two years passed, and the rumors of the star-crossed lovers continued to wind their way into modern folklore. Edme's marriage to Dornan was continuously and mysteriously put-off -- a bout of illness delaying the nuptials, a bad season of crops way-laying their plans further. Meanwhile, it was no secret that correspondence continued to pass between the Fitzwulf son and his unrequited love. At first, she ignored the tumult of letters, day after day, pouring in from carrier birds by the set. Edme Montrose was a woman of morals. Regardless of how she might have felt, she was promised to another. Still, she could not rightly ignore Thomas' affections, and as such began to return his letters, fondly expressing appreciation for his words but politely admonishing him for pursuing a spoken-for woman. These cordial letters continued to pass between the two, the conversation blossoming from mere apologies to greater confessions of hopes and dreams. Within weeks, Edme found that she was waiting impatiently in the rookery for word from a man who wasn't her betrothed.

Still, in the spring of 216, with Edme's hands stained black from writing Thomas letters and Dornan Phillipe biting at the bit to marry his betrothed before it was too late, the Montrose family could put off the inevitable no longer. On a warm day in May, Dornan and Edme were officially joined together as man and wife, and those present could not state whether it was tears of joy or anguish that slipped down Edme's face under her veil as she said her vows. Thomas Fitzwulf was not invited.

But it only took three days as newlyweds for Dornan's jealousy to get the best of him. He was enduring what he had tried to avoid by marrying Edme; whispers that he was a cuck-hold, that any child born from his new wife would bear surprisingly bright blue eyes. The last straw finally broke when Dornan came in a rampage to Edme's father, Lord Montrose, with a fistful of letters, all signed "Forever yours, Thomas." Consumed with a rage the likes his family had never seen, Dornan publicly challenged Thomas to a duel for "the honor of his young bride," or so the proclamation stated. Thomas was back in Westerland at the time when he received this summons, word of Dornan's outrage reaching his ears through whispers on the road even before the parchment reached his hands. With William's leave, as in all things, Thomas returned once more to the Montrose manor, to settle the matter once and for all.

The duel itself was quick, but far from painless. There are several who remember it, but few would decline to re-tell the tale. Dornan was an impressive specimen of a man; stout, with thick black hair and a chest like a barrel. He was once a contender for the Horn of Arbrecht, but had to decline to take over his father's position as retainer for the Montrose family. Needless to say, Dornan was a force to be reckoned with.

But he was facing Thomas Fitzwulf, the Iron Wolf -- a man in love. He never stood a chance.

Dornan's body still warm in the ground, Thomas and Edme were wed in a private ceremony within a fortnight. Their nuptials were private, without even as much as her sisters present, in one of the land's remaining vestige holds of the Old Ways. Thomas returned to the Wolf Keep on his steed, his bride beside him with nothing but the dress she wore to their wedding. The Montrose family remained silent on the matter, the actions of their daughter a sore subject, even to this day. In 217, just shy of their first full year of marriage, Edme gave birth to their one and only child, Ryan. The pride and joy of both parents, Ryan has grown to be the shadow image of his father; quiet, introspective, inquisitive. Like Thomas, Ryan is an observer, but his strength is never doubted. He was raised alongside his cousins Henry and Jon, and has been an exemplary Fitzwulf child. Still, his headstrong nature speaks to a side of both Thomas and Edme that is rarely shown.

When William put it upon himself to overthrow the Blanchards of Heldenbrecht, there was never a question as to whether or not Thomas would support him. These plans had been in the workings for years, and when it finally came time to put them in action, Thomas was appointed one of William's highest generals, above even Odo, causing a greater rift between brothers. While William took the Blanchard's of Heldenbrecht head on, Thomas was charged with the offensive towards the Fitzwulf's other greatest opponents: the loyal Harcourts of Fyrsbruck. In his most famous actions during the war, Thomas had managed to bottle up the forces of Fyrsbruck in a mountain pass, holding the Harcourt men despite being horrifically outnumbered. It was here that he supposedly led the command to propel plague carcasses into their foe's camp, and thus force the Harcourt troops to retreat. Meanwhile, the remnants of the Heldenbrecht Army were forced back again and again in four pitched battles that were more ambush than anything else, with the Westerland men falling on them at such speed again and again. [taken from Gent's history] After a few months of hard campaigning, Heldenbrecht was overthrown, the Blanchard's forced to abdicate their position, and William achieved what he always wanted: the seat of Province Lord and ruler of Arbrecht.

What followed next is still under speculation. Some say it was Thomas' idea to raze Heldenbrecht to the ground, and eliminate the Blanchard family to their last remaining daughters. He was a military tactician, but such sharp decisiveness did not remain fixed to the battlefield. Kings of old behaved the same way; eliminate the threat at it's root. Daughters meant nothing, but sons carried their father's standards and grudges. The times of the Kingdom of Forsilvra were different, though; there was a growing air of civility, and such an action was considered contemptible. Most believe that was why William decided to pin the decision on Thomas -- he was leader of Arbrecht now, and had to regain the trust he had destroyed. Thomas has neither confirmed nor denied these tactics. And he never will -- when it comes to William, Thomas keeps his secrets.

William's sudden and untimely death just after his appointment as Province Lord took them all by surprise -- especially Thomas. To be felled by one's own greed seems like a warning from a child's storybook, but wanted or not, William was the center of the Fitzwulf family. Thomas had never been without him, and as such, changes had to be made. He supported Jon's rise as Province Ruler of Arbrecht, offering his young nephew the advice and encouragement he needed. Strange thing for a man to do, for some say it was Thomas Fitzwulf who strangled William in his sleep... Nonetheless, Thomas served as main council to the young Jon as he tread in his father's footsteps. He is a distant but helpful uncle, to both his niece and nephew.

Present day finds Thomas Fitzwulf where he has always been. Waiting. Watching. Ruminating on the world around him. There are many who believe now that Jon is dead and Elanor has been given the right of succession, over the rightful male line, that Thomas will finally attempt to take back what is his. What he deserved all along -- the glory, the recognition.

But what will happen? Who can say?

A beautiful mind with an abominable soul.

Writing Sample:

Thomas was sitting at his desk when he received the letter from his niece.

The room was much like the man who inhabited it: a quiet, solitary space with little to look at. His desk was clear, save for a few papers and an inkwell, with a quill already dipped. His chair was high-backed and straight, finished oak with a leaping wolf at the head. Thomas' blue eyes ran across the page, one hand rubbing the scruff of his beard, an old habit.

He paused at the end, took a breath, and then re-read it. Now, he lay the paper on the desk, one hand resting over the delicate scrawl.

Jon is dead.

Thomas said it once more, out loud: "Jon is dead." Just to see how it felt.

[Time Line Events]
Year 196: Thomas Fitzwulf is born.
Year 198: Isabella Fitzwulf is born.
Year 201: Elisabeth Fitzwulf is born.
Year 208: Lorelei Fitzwulf is born.
Year 213: Elisabeth Fitzwulf is betrothed to Abelard Blanchard.
Year 214: Thomas Fitzwulf meets Edme Montrose.
Year 216: Edme Montrose marries Dornan Phillipe. Dornan Phillipe challenges Thomas Fitzwulf to a duel, and is killed. Thomas Fitzwulf marries Edme Montrose within a fortnight.
Year 217: Jon Fitzwulf is born. Ryan Fitzwulf is born.
Year 218: Elisabeth Fitzwulf marries Abelard Blanchard. He is poisoned their wedding night. She flees to Caelain, marrying Lydon Alysworth, and shunned by her family.
Year 220: Isabella Fitzwulf is engaged to Julius DeLauncey. Within the year, it is broken off.
Year 221: Isabella Fitzwulf is married to Stephane Fontenot.
Year 225: Lorelei Fitzwulf is married to Ashiq Linnet.
Year 228: Jon Fitzwulf is sent to ward in The Vandermark
Year 231: Jon Fitzwulf is returned to Westerland after his brother's death.
Year 234-238: The War of Heldenbrecht.
Year 240: Death of King William.
Year 240: Coronation of King Jon.
Year 241: Game start.

Family Genealogy:
-Robert Fitzwulf - - Augustine Fitzwulf nee DeLauncey (74)
--William Fitzwulf - -Cecilia Kellerman
---Henry Fitzwulf
---*Jon Fitzwulf [GENT] - - Alaine Blanchard[TINK]
----Unborn Child
---Matilda Fitzwulf [Mango]
--Odo Fitzwulf - - WIFE
--- Loralei nee Fitzwulf[JENN] - - Aashiq Linnet
--Isabella Fontenot nee Fitzwulf[Marie] - Stephane Fontenot
--Thomas Fitzwulf - - Edme Fitzwulf nee Montrose
--- Ryan Fitzwulf
-Edward Fitzwulf - - Lenore Fleurant
--Jean Fitzwulf (42) - Wife Fitzwulf
--- Leofric Fitzwulf (20)
--- Elizabeth Fitzwulf
--Robert Fitzwulf - Wife Fitzwulf
--- Edward Fitzwulf (21)
--- Robert Fitzwulf The Younger (20)
--- Harold Fitzwulf (19)
--Alice Prothero nee Fitzwulf - - Cadfael Prothero
-Eleanore Hallvador nee Fitzwulf - Warin Hallvador

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