General Lathia Keir

Some warriors look fierce, but are mild. Some seem timid, but are vicious. Look beyond appearances; position yourself for the advantage.

Concept: Dedicated Faenor General
Fealty: Faenor
Family: Keir
Gender: Female
Age: 142
Birthday: 09/24
Patron: Rithor
Vocation: Soldier
Height: 6'1"
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Skintone: Fair

Description: Modest in feature, and character as still and calm as an alabaster mask. Tough, powerful, and well-formed as the bleak glacier atop a mountain; with skin of killing frost, and tresses of snow-white hair falling over her marble brow. Plain to her finger tips, save for blue eyes that burn like steel.

Personality: Lathia is rather decisive and quick to make a call. Through discipline one can train themselves to make the right decision in a moments notice. She has trained every step of her life to be the shield the Faenor people need, and her training comes through in the steeled way she speaks. With little time for games, Lathia makes her opinion known with terse but respectful words. Though she has the capacity for warmth, and on occasion her icy exterior is melted, she prefers the simplicity of a direct conversation.

Background: A sword is only steel until it is in the hands of a honed, skilled, discipline master. Then, it is a tool. A tool used to inflict harm on others, or to lead others, or to intimidate them, or to inspire them. It is up to the individual who wields the sword which tool they carry. - This is something that Gariss Keir taught Lathia when she was very young. Weapons are instruments of death, but they can be so much more. She aimed to always be the individual who wields a sword to inspire and who lifts a shield to defend. These lessons, taught by her uncle, left an impact on her and has shaped the General she is today.

Though Lathia was young by an elf's standards, she fought in the Eradication War. Standing side by side with the rest of the Faenor Military, she lined up to face the Host. The horrors she saw from the onslaught of those ancient and forgotten warriors would leave a lasting impression on her mind, scarred by the way they burnt those around her. Though not physically. She was one of the few, the lucky, who escaped not only with their life, but untouched by their flames. Fighting a foe so unrelenting and unyielding was like nothing she had every done before. Falling back and leaving Larandor was truly their only option in her eyes. It was better to save the lives of her kin and family than keep their oaths to the other races.

When they arrived in Aarandor, Gariss supported and sponsored Lathia to be the new General. Her unwavering strength has long come from his faith in her. Now, Lathia devotes her time to ensuring the safety of the Faenor in this new land. Whatever they might face, she will no doubt be ready to lead their military in to battle.

Relationship Summary


Ally:
  • Garett - He has a bit of a hot head, this one, but he is dedicated and dutiful. He is focused, perhaps too much, but young as he is, he's proved to be someone that can get the job done.

  • Family:
  • Gariss - I'm grateful for your faith in me, and I promise I will do my very best not to let you down.
  • Talrin - Do not be jealous, cousin. You're fierce and strong in your own right. You're a wolf's bite, landed on the right place. You and your knights will be the point of the sword that is our army.

  • Friend:
  • Rigoth - You've got heart. Now we just need to work on the skill.


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