Post by ARKAS BARATHEON on Aug 13, 2017 0:48:37 GMT
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[attr="class","largeleft"] [attr="class","largehover"] [attr="class","uglyhoverinside"] [attr="class","bioheader"]personality. [attr="class,"bioentry"]The words of House Baratheon - "Ours is the Fury." And indeed, it is. But fury, wrath and anger come in many a shape. Arkas' father was known as the Laughing Storm, a loud, boisterous man. His brother took a liking to that direction of expression as well, whereas Arkas had never been a passionless men, however more brooding and reserved. Whereas their laughter filled the halls of Storm's End, Arkas was ordered and disciplined but still inclined to flashes of zeal and inspiration. The greatest turning point in his life was meeting his wife. Arkas is honourable, dutiful, controlled and thoughtful. They say that love is the end of all duty, and indeed. She is. [attr="class","bioheader"]history. [attr="class,"bioentry"]Not the unlikeliest heir, yet still not the first in line, Arkas was born as the second son of the Laughing Storm. A loud man, a proud man - it became clear that Arkas was different from his father and older brother. [break][break] Fostered in the Dornish marches, Arkas came to develop a disliking for the Southern-most Lords of Westeros. None the less, he earned his knighthood. The Dornish thinking of raiding as a sport and not an act of aggression made sure that he learned his ways around weapons and playing war games. A loveless son brought no joy to Lord Baratheon. By the time he was a young man, he was sent to King's Landing in order to don the white cloak of a Kingsguard night. He spent months in training and preparation, awaiting the moment of speaking the oaths. But all of his hard work meant nothing when he met her. For the first time in his life, he found himself challenged like only a true force of nature can challenge an immovable object. [break][break] Not having had a plan for life, his mindset changed when he met Daella Targaryen. A daughter of Aemon Targaryen's line, she was far away from the responsibilities of a royal heiress. And she behaved like it. Getting caught up in the thunderstorm that were the wild days of her youth, Arkas fell in love. On the night he was set to say his vows, a good king proved not only that, but a good man as well. Seeing the genuine affection, he released Arkas from the promise before he took his vows. Trying to escape backlash of their young, foolish action, they took a ship to foreign shores, that very night. Following her around the world, he had never been a driven man, but her passions ignited him. Close to ten years together, they spent in Essos. [break][break] Perhaps a life far away from the responsibilities of inheritance would have turned out differently. But they wouldn't find out. Recalled to Storm's End after his brother had perished too young, this time she followed him, the dutiful son. Even though she disliked the cold castle of Storm's End, he found solace in the storms. Guests from the foreign past were frequent visitors and eventually they founded a family. [break][break] Content with fufilling the duties of his oath of fealty to the crown, Arkas stayed away from the capital and political scheming. The occasional issue in the Dornish marches and the Stepstones made sure that he didn't forget how to use a sword. With his own son bordering on the edge of manhood, a raven arrived from the capital, reminding him of a favour owed. Not honouring the gift that had enabled his happiness would have been an affront to the very joy he had received. Not an hour after receiving the raven, Arkas sat in the saddle of his horse and rushed up the King's Road in order to hear the dying King's last words. [attr="class","bioheader"]inventory. [attr="class,"bioentry"]As the Lord of Storm's End, Arkas can draw onto the entire ressources of the Stormlands, be it men or steel. He'll usually carry a longsword and a side-arm. The most valuable material possession of his might be a few hair pins of Valyrian steel, an accessoire claimed during his time in Essos. Being ceremonial, however, these ornaments would - if melted down - not even provide enough raw material for a dagger. [break][break] In order to combat the scheming and influence of the princes and the princess, he brought more than a household guard to King's Landing, filling the ranks of the city watch with men loyal to the Baratheon stag, both knights and men at arms, but all of them good men. 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