Rolen Oakeshotte
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Rolen Oakeshotte

Aristocratic Vagabond
Evershoal

Rolen arrived in Evershoal alone a few months ago. He quickly began developing contacts among its less...savory elements, and has become a fixture at a few taverns (especially if a game of dice is being played), particularly those popular with the servants and retainers of the wealthier families in Evershoal. Beyond admitting that he comes from the Ramsett Valley, he refuses to speak of himself or his past, although he often recounts fantastical stories of his and others' exploits (which he willingly admits are mostly, and often entirely, made up). He seems particularly interested in the history and activities of Evershoal's wealthy families, though he has not as of yet been willing to divulge what drives this curiosity.

His speech and bearing clearly indicate a privileged upbringing, and yet he is obviously comfortable among the common folk, always ready with a bawdy tale, off-color joke, or witty retort. His glib tongue seems to get him out of almost as much trouble as it gets him into, and when all else fails he is entirely unashamed to make a quick exit and find a secluded spot to hide until things blow over. Unsurprising, given the apparent lack of any obvious weapon on his person...

Despite his ready smile, entertaining stories, and apparently endless supply of jokes, if one takes a step back and watches Rolen it is clear that he is not an untroubled soul. His eyes are subtly shadowed, his smile shaded with sadness, his laughter almost imperceptibly forced. What is his story? What is he searching for in Evershoal? 

His whereabouts are currently unknown. He disappeared one night, leaving only a note, "I might know where she is and I must try and find her..."

Aparência

Thick, shaggy, shoulder length dark blond hair, scruffy beard. Tall, thin, and lightly tanned. Bright blue eyes.
Dressed in fine, but worn, clothing. Carries himself with an aristocratic bearing. Despite the somewhat haunted look on his face, you see the glimmer of a carefree smile lurking at the corners of Rolen's mouth, and when he does smile it is hard not to smile in return. Moves with a lithe grace, and carries no obvious weapons, though he wears well tended studded leather armor.

Personalidade

Personality Trait
Despite my noble birth, I do not place myself above others others. We all have the same blood, the same flaws, and the same dreams.

Flaw
I can't resist a pretty face.

Ideal
Material goods come and go. Bonds of family and friendship last forever.

Bond
I will once day reclaim my family's land and titles from those who stole them.

I will discover the fate of my parents and my twin sister.

Rolen's story

Rolen was born minutes after his twin sister Beia. Their parents, Reginald (human) and Branda (elf) Highwarden, were devoted parents, and took care to raise their children in a loving, supportive environment. Similarly, they strove to govern the small township of Oak Hill with compassion and grace, largely only intervening in its affairs when the people of the township asked for their aid and guidance. 

Rolen and Beia were, at first glance, almost complete opposites. Where Beia was reserved, studious, and slow in her affections Rolen was glib, lackadaisical, and quick to befriend others. Despite these differences, the two were devoted to one another; not simply siblings but best friends. The bond between the two was further strengthened as they explored and developed the psionic powers that began to emerge during their childhood. Rolen has always been grateful that Beia, as the older of the two, would be the one to take charge of the families estates and duties...he knows he is ill-suited for such responsibilities. 

Six months ago, Rolen woke to chaos. Fighting raged in the family's manse and on it's grounds. As he rushed from his room, he saw his sister, bound and gagged, being carried off from her room. He rushed to her aid...and the next thing he knew, he awoke to a pounding headache in the forest to the east of Oak Hill, his valet Donegal Oakeshotte peering at him anxiously. Donegal, ever loyal, had dragged him off during the confusion of the attack. The two returned to Oak Hill a week later, hoping to learn the identity of the usurpers and the fate of Rolen's parents and sister. They were not, however, discreet enough, and were soon attacked by unknown assailants while bedding down in a hayloft at the edges of the township. 

The two managed to escape their attackers, but as they fled Donegal was hit by a crossbow bolt. Though it did not look to be a mortal wound, it soon festered, and only a week later Rolen was forced to bury his loyal friend. It was at this point Rolen decided to adopt Donegal's last name as a memorial (and, though he is loth to admit it, as a way to hide his true identity), and to travel to Evershoal, in hopes that he might be able to discover the identity of those responsible for his family's downfall and, he can only hope, the fate of his parents and sister.

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