Marquis Valatir Palinnar

Luck only gets you so far without proper planning. With both, there is no limit to what you can achieve.

Concept: Blessed Trader
Fealty: Lorandi
Family: Palinnar
Gender: Male
Age: 511
Birthday: 03/19
Patron: Torth
Vocation: Trader
Height: 7'0
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
Eye Color: Hazel
Skintone: Heavily Freckled Ivory
Marital Status: Married

Description: The whiplike body of this extremely tall elf seems pleasantly free from care. The only lines in his face come from his laugh lines. Early grey streaks in his hair blend almost seamlessly in with the blonde as if to be a highlight. His hands are in constant motion, and the friendly smile helps put others at ease. He tends to default to covering clothing despite the temperature at any particular time. Those that have seen underneath report a number of scars that seem incongruous with the readily available restoration magics around.

(Valatir still has a black band of mourning around his right arm.)

Personality: At first brush, he's all honey and no vinegar. Jovial to a fault and boisterous in attitude with manic gesticulating hands, Valatir seems just a font of positivity. It's only when he's warmed up to you that he begins to slip in some cutting barbs thrown your way with a wink or a good natured ribbing on this or that. For someone who things just seem to work out for, he can have a thousand yard stare if you catch him unawares.

Background: From the most recent of memories, Valatir has always been a simple trader, happy and relatively carefree. Luck always seems to be on his side, like when he was upon one of the boats in the third migration to be swept under by storms, and as luck would have it, he was one of the few fished out by another ship, looking the part of drowned rat and barely keeping it together.

In the time before, the man was an avid trader with the others, but most avidly humans. It seemed he was enamored with their cultures, even if he didn't quite understand them to the fullest extent. He doesn't speak of his time during the eradication war.

Some of the oldest might still remember that one of his mothers was executed during Estril's Feast. While he was brought into questioning like many who had extended contact with the traitor, he was ultimately found innocent.

Name Summary
Arminel Well-mannered and entertaining Brixtien lord who makes escaping the dreads of responsibility a far more entertaining affair. I've set him on a track towards Duke Tenlindil, which will either be one of my best decisions, or quite possibly my sole undoing.