Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Aug 13, 2016 1:09:12 GMT
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Age: 24
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 175 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skills:
Small Blades: 80
Bow: 40
Unarmed Combat: 20
Ambush: 85
Incite: 70
Stealth: 75
Observation: 70
Agility: 30
Survival: 40
Swimming: 20
Reading: 20
Background: Ethan Flatrivers was born to a bastard son of Lord Mooton and his merchant's daughter wife, the third of six children. Five siblings was four too many for him, his only particularly close relationship to his elder sister Naomi. When she turned fifteen she left the house to marry a captain's son from Gulltown and left Maidenpool, and as her ship sailed the last part of Ethan's heart that felt humanity sailed right with her.
Always an angry young boy, Ethan grew to be an angrier man, eager to start fights and almost as eager to sneak to a safe vantage and witness the chaos he could cause. He was considered, at best, a total failure by his family, until, like every person, his moment to shine came. War are to the Riverlands and thousands of young men left to go sign up and fight for one side or another. Ethan considered that...foolish.
Dying in some battle or siege, nameless among ten thousand, didn't appeal to Ethan. Instead, on his first day of flight, he drew up a map for some brutal men to assault a strategic village southwest of Maidenpool. Their leader approved of the man's capacity to inflict violence, and also his ability to read and communicate, a rare trait among common soldiers. He informed him that as of that day, willing or not, Ethan was now a member of Lord Bittersteel's retinue, the most violent, depraved men in the entire Blackfyre army, shunned even by their nominal allies.
In Lord Bittersteel's employ Ethan thrived. Knightly combat, honor, chivalry, these things mean nothing to him. Victory, holding a town, taking a bridge, interdicting supplies, spreading misinformation, these all he understood. Every rule of war made the battles harder, more costly in the end. Years passed as he gained a reputation among the unit for his single minded ruthlessness and ability to survive conflicts that killed dozens of better men. Lord Aegor had never been too concerned with his own humanity, and his enforcers were mostly composed of former criminals who took the service over the Wall or the noose, and as such their casualty rates approached sixty percent. Ethan made it through nearly unscathed.
After the war the brutal man finds peace a nebulous and unrewarding concept. Rape and pillage and theft and terror are war winning tactics, but in peacetime they get one castrated and sent to hunt Others in the frozen North. He heard rumors of some ex-army men trying to rebel against the Crown in King's Landing, and set out for the capital, but arrived much too late to inflict pain upon the insurgents. Despair began to set in.
Word of Lord Blackfort's arrival at Harrenhal filled him with curiosity, as Lord Tully had been a staunch foe of the crown and now one of the Crown's biggest supporters had been given a lordship under him. That smelled like conflict. Conflict pays well for one who has the morals of a snake who killed his snake mother who had in turn killed her own snake father. Having heard an old outlaw acquaintance has set up a tavern in Harrentown, he packs his belongings and shaves his bandit beard and prepares to do whatever Lord Blackfort will need doing, but never want to admit that he had done.
Reputation: His deeds during the Blackfyre War are often considered the work of more than one man, as few willingly believe a single man has such an insatiable capacity for violence. Those among his old unit know the truth, though, and even the grim Lord Bittersteel, despite only having met the man once, admitted his usefulness tacitly by placing him in the most vital secret missions. It is likely he had hoped one would kill the man but the point remains.
Personality: Ethan Flatrivers is essentially a nightmare. He can be witty and personable when he is trying to impress a potential employer, or when he is scouting out a town for destruction, but his moral code can be summed up as 'the strong survive'. His loyalty to House Blackfort Is extended to his general respect for Lord Bittersteel, and also to the potential for chaos the new lord's arrival could have on the larger world of the Riverlands. There is no mission too vile, reprehensible, or base for him, but instructions to him must be specific, as given his own initiative maximum collateral damage will occur.
Age: 24
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 175 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skills:
Small Blades: 80
Bow: 40
Unarmed Combat: 20
Ambush: 85
Incite: 70
Stealth: 75
Observation: 70
Agility: 30
Survival: 40
Swimming: 20
Reading: 20
Background: Ethan Flatrivers was born to a bastard son of Lord Mooton and his merchant's daughter wife, the third of six children. Five siblings was four too many for him, his only particularly close relationship to his elder sister Naomi. When she turned fifteen she left the house to marry a captain's son from Gulltown and left Maidenpool, and as her ship sailed the last part of Ethan's heart that felt humanity sailed right with her.
Always an angry young boy, Ethan grew to be an angrier man, eager to start fights and almost as eager to sneak to a safe vantage and witness the chaos he could cause. He was considered, at best, a total failure by his family, until, like every person, his moment to shine came. War are to the Riverlands and thousands of young men left to go sign up and fight for one side or another. Ethan considered that...foolish.
Dying in some battle or siege, nameless among ten thousand, didn't appeal to Ethan. Instead, on his first day of flight, he drew up a map for some brutal men to assault a strategic village southwest of Maidenpool. Their leader approved of the man's capacity to inflict violence, and also his ability to read and communicate, a rare trait among common soldiers. He informed him that as of that day, willing or not, Ethan was now a member of Lord Bittersteel's retinue, the most violent, depraved men in the entire Blackfyre army, shunned even by their nominal allies.
In Lord Bittersteel's employ Ethan thrived. Knightly combat, honor, chivalry, these things mean nothing to him. Victory, holding a town, taking a bridge, interdicting supplies, spreading misinformation, these all he understood. Every rule of war made the battles harder, more costly in the end. Years passed as he gained a reputation among the unit for his single minded ruthlessness and ability to survive conflicts that killed dozens of better men. Lord Aegor had never been too concerned with his own humanity, and his enforcers were mostly composed of former criminals who took the service over the Wall or the noose, and as such their casualty rates approached sixty percent. Ethan made it through nearly unscathed.
After the war the brutal man finds peace a nebulous and unrewarding concept. Rape and pillage and theft and terror are war winning tactics, but in peacetime they get one castrated and sent to hunt Others in the frozen North. He heard rumors of some ex-army men trying to rebel against the Crown in King's Landing, and set out for the capital, but arrived much too late to inflict pain upon the insurgents. Despair began to set in.
Word of Lord Blackfort's arrival at Harrenhal filled him with curiosity, as Lord Tully had been a staunch foe of the crown and now one of the Crown's biggest supporters had been given a lordship under him. That smelled like conflict. Conflict pays well for one who has the morals of a snake who killed his snake mother who had in turn killed her own snake father. Having heard an old outlaw acquaintance has set up a tavern in Harrentown, he packs his belongings and shaves his bandit beard and prepares to do whatever Lord Blackfort will need doing, but never want to admit that he had done.
Reputation: His deeds during the Blackfyre War are often considered the work of more than one man, as few willingly believe a single man has such an insatiable capacity for violence. Those among his old unit know the truth, though, and even the grim Lord Bittersteel, despite only having met the man once, admitted his usefulness tacitly by placing him in the most vital secret missions. It is likely he had hoped one would kill the man but the point remains.
Personality: Ethan Flatrivers is essentially a nightmare. He can be witty and personable when he is trying to impress a potential employer, or when he is scouting out a town for destruction, but his moral code can be summed up as 'the strong survive'. His loyalty to House Blackfort Is extended to his general respect for Lord Bittersteel, and also to the potential for chaos the new lord's arrival could have on the larger world of the Riverlands. There is no mission too vile, reprehensible, or base for him, but instructions to him must be specific, as given his own initiative maximum collateral damage will occur.
