Lord Armand Farshaw
With infinite choices, pray to the Gods you make the right one.
Obituary: Died fighting with the Templars against the Pirate-King's forces at Stormwall.
Description: Tall and darkly handsome, Armand presents an attractive tableau. Broad-shouldered, with the muscular build of a swordsman often fighting beneath plates of steel, he makes for a particularly fit specimen whom nonetheless displays a certain grace of movement, a natural agility closer to cat than a bear. He keeps his jet black hair short, leaving his face clear save for the beard he keeps trimmed short. The effect brings attention to his dark eyes, intense and at times full of mirth, sorrow or fire. His voice, a sensual baritone of bewitching depths, share the same nature. Indeed, Armand can be said to be many things, but empty and cold? Never.
Personality: Charming, impulsive, passionate, Armand's character is a wildly unpredictable one, at odds with the moral principals of the Faith's Orthodox branch that he yet follows with remarkable devotion. Indeed, the man is one of contrasts and extremes, with a dangerous temper as violent and sudden as a storm at sea, while also displaying a true and unshakeable faith in the precepts of the Gods and the Compact, willing and ready to die for their ideals. Suspicious of the worship of Tehom, and yet prone to womanizing and drinking, though rarely to excess. An odd one, certainly, and yet, through it all, possessed with the overriding desire to do good, and fight evil, so that others won't have to.
Background: The younger brother of the Duke Ryhalt, Armand was once known as a kind-hearted, generous man, of honest heart and word. Chivalry was an ideal to aspire to, Gloria's teachings a way of life. His faith and devotion were such that more than one assumed he would be taking the vows of the Godsworn, and become a Templar, if familial duty allowed.
These expectations were checked when one tragedy after another struck the Farshaws, and Ryhalt became the unlikely Duke of Westrock Reach. Armand's duty was to stay, and support his brother in his new rule, and hear the call of duty he did, staying till the rising of Brand reached them.
Sent by Ryhalt to aid in the war effort, Armand left his home with the firm intention of doing his brother, family, Compact and Gods proud, and smite the enemies that would see them all destroyed.
It didn't work out as intended.
While Armand was an excellent knight, it didn't make him invincible. An ambush saw him receive grievous wounds that not only brought him low, but sent him in a coma form which he did not wake up from, not even when he was returned to Westrock Reach. It was only through the efforts of the House's doctor, and prayer from the priests, that Armand eventually opened his eyes once more. Weakened, certainly, but healed and whole... mostly.
The long convalescence did not leave him without marks. The trauma of the experience had changed him, turning the idealistic virtuous knight into a fatalistic, reckless man whose impulses led him to laughter or wrath with distressing unpredictability.
His body recovered, but his mind never returned to what it once was, leaving his future and destiny in the murky waters of uncertainty. It is under these circumstances he has come to Arx, accompanying the rest of his family... though whether for duty or on a whim is difficult to ascertain.
|Calista||The man cuts a striking figure. There is not much about him that doesn't please the eye and he seems to be quick witted. A little more time with me and he'll be unstoppable.|
|Clover||There's something darkling and brooding about Armand Farshaw, but keenly intelligent and interesting.|
|Cybele||Oathlander, like Mother Mercy Sister Sophie Valardin. Very stiff. Maybe because of his shiny armour. Did he become stiff because the armour tightened around him, or did they put the armour around him because he was stiff?|
|Eithne||The nobleman reached out to me for armor and when I met him face to face I almost fell over. Gods and Goddess help me if he parades around in a wet shirt again.|
|Fortunato||A doubter! Won't deny that choice is a haze as much as a freedom. Will be interesting to talk to him some other time.|
|Harald||An Oathland warrior, with traditional sensibilities and enough courtesy, though he smiles to excess.|
|Jayanthi||Very valarous. He reminds much of what is expected of a Valardin. Painting might need to be done.|
|Lou||I gave him his tests for the Society of Explorers today. I greatly enjoyed his company, learned he knows some of the old songs, and he's a fair hand at survival and a beast at combat. He'll be a great addition to the Explorers and I look forward to working with him.|
|Malesh||Rowed well for Valardin, but it was a long hard race. I was nearly worn out just from chanting so I don't blame any rower for struggling near the end.|
|Marian||He did impression on his first go out. He gave me quite the workout and definitely shows promise. I wouldn't mind helping him hon his skills more.|
|Mira||A seeker of truth! Enlightenment! And I'm pretty sure he wasn't amused by my questions about Aion. Oh well.|
|Monique||Most certainly not a warrior I would want to face in real battle! He's incredible! One of these days, I'd like to try his blade.|
|Reese||I haven't seen him fight yet, but given his demeanor and his build, I think he is likely quite skilled. I found Oathlands warriors to be some of the most devoted. I would be interested learning more of his skills.|
|Ryhalt||Ah, my younger brother. When he's like this it's like we have the old Armand back. I wonder how long it lasts.|
|Sparte||The very example that all Templars should strive to live up to.|
|Tarik||I believe he is a new noble to the city of Arx. He seems to be interested in the coming problems facing the city. I will have to speak with him. I like that he seems to keep his cards close to his chest. A few times when he was speaking I was not sure if he was joking or not.|
|Thesarin||We met on a mission. Little time spent chatting. He spoke to the point, when something needed saying, and when there was bloody work needed doing he did it well.|
|Wash||You talked to me about heroes of the past, but I live entirely in the present.|