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 wears a black band of mourning around his left bicep.)

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.

Marriage: Hatharal married Valatir Brixtien on 9/16/51 PA. Valatir joined House Palinnar, becoming Marquis Valatir Palinnar.

Obituary: It was a warm summer day when Marquis Valatir set out on business to the Golden Hallow settlement. He brought with him a duo of Lorandi soldiers for the journey to assist in establishing a safe trade route for the Kinship. His path kept him clear of the northern spot where Marchioness Alliah Rylanth was recently found. The worry over an attack was slim, though they remained alert regardless.

After not hearing from him for several days, a patrol was sent north to see if the Marquis was in need of assistance. When they returned to Golden Hallow, it was with the body of Marquis Valatir and his military escorts in tow. The report to General Helene mentioned hoof prints in the hills near where his body was found, though unlike Alliah, Valatir's life was seemingly ended by the swing of a blade.

Relationship Summary


Enemy:
  • Sylindra - The rudest person I've ever met who's not worth the breath wasted to utter that

  • Patron:
  • Torth - The Golden God is the one I hold above all by my husband and children

  • Family:
  • Saga - My young niece who I often do not understand, but is so caring that she reminds me of my brother
  • Myriil - My nephew who takes after me in many ways if only one could get him out of the library
  • Nesara - My older sister who I disagree with on the subject of restoration but care for much

  • Aeran:
  • Lucrezia - My biggest fan who I adore

  • Rival:
  • Nagestos - My first talk with the Archmage had him claiming Prestidigitation was a worthless art which began our feud

  • Duindar:
  • Kiros - One I encourage in their arts and puppetry
  • Erotas - The Kinlector and I swap stories often

  • Lorandi:
  • Arminel - The king and I are perhaps close enough to be friends, but my loyalty to him and the crown began because he is a good, kind, young king
  • Elendril - A child who thinks only of herself when others are dying
  • Aurri - Book burner to my author and illustrator

  • Deceased:
  • Rella - My mother and high priestess of Torth
  • Ilbryen - My mom and Harbinger who brought much pain into our lives for her beliefs
  • Celestria - Once my closest confidante

  • Thalerith:
  • Deanna - The Kinlessa is a dangerous snake that I quite admire from a distance

  • Child:
  • Toryn - My firstborn who may hate me for her summer of clown college

  • Spouse:
  • Hatharal - My everything in all things and ways

  • Friend:
  • Gureylain - We have both been through much loss and heard the call to create as life and love brought us back to the world
  • Seren - The Regent is a quiet steadfast friend who is always there when I need her
  • Rawlin - The High Priest is an ambitious meddler who I happen to much like
  • Freyvidr - My oldest living friend

  • 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.