Lord Mattheu Rivenshari
When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by your side through thick and thin is family.
Description: Mattheu might be the youngest of the Rivenshari, but he is definitely the biggest one of bunch. His large frame with hard muscles and well-worn hands that have seen many fights. His thoughtful mocha eyes burn with banked rage that's let loose when he's fighting. Easy to smile, and just as easy to anger, his facial expressions change with his mood. Unlike his brother, he prefers to keep his hair short, out of the way. Only facial hair is his thin mustache that he keeps well groomed. There are quite a few scars on his body made a few lucky shots.
Personality: Mattheu might be the muscle for his eccentric family, but that doesn't mean that he's stupid. Sometimes he will play the part of the meat shield but only until he gets what he wants and then uses that information against his opponents. A ladies' man, he is enjoying what Arx has to offer, letting his brother and sister worry about alliances. He has no intention of settling down anytime soon. While his devil may care attitude might anger some of the stuffy Valardins, underneath he is fiercely loyal and will destroy anyone that messes with his house.
Background: The youngest of the Rivenshari brood, Mattheu was always called the 'baby' of the family, until he grew big enough and strong enough to beat his brothers for calling him 'tiny'. Quick to anger, the boy got into fights left and right, and his stubborn attitude made it impossible for him to back down, even as a child. Only Eshra or his mother, Triega, could sooth the angry beast inside when he was in full temper. Another escape was the violin, which he would play when the world became too much. His songs were said to bring tears to others with its mournful cry.
Growing up among ravashari smugglers, his family traveled the rivers and sea bringing goods to other Abandoned Tribes. He acted as one of the crew as soon as he could man the ropes. Being a sailor just comes naturally. As he grew into his body, he soon had himself a girl in every port, resisting any hints from his family to settle down. The adventures that he and Athaur had before his brother lost sight of who he was were something to be spoken with a baleful laugh. They were always gambling, flirting and getting into trouble together. Of course this was before that night his father, Aegis, his mother and two older brothers were murdered in Brand's evil plan to cull the Abandoned Tribes.
Mattheu never speaks of the time that Brand's dark magic enslaved his people and forced them to fight a battle that was not theirs. He may have bad dreams about fighting House Thrax's navy the day Brand tried to breech Arx's walls, but he will never speak of it to others. He now helps Athaur and his older sister, Eshra, navigate the dangerous political waters of Arx, acting as their enforcer or charmer, depending on what skill is needed.
|Aella||Newly arrived Prodigal - poor timing, that - from the Oathlands. A sailor, with unique style, and an appreciation of music.|
|Amari||Lord of the Yurt|
|Athaur||My baby brother has grown so much that it shocks me to see him now. In some ways he will always be the young boy hanging from the rigging. But I am proud of the man he has become.|
|Bhandn||A tea and cookie thief, is he? I'll have to be particularly careful of my own tea when next we meet. I'm possessive of it.|
|Calla||The first Rivenshari I've met. Found him sitting on the floor eating a cookie and curiosity got the best of me.|
|Domonico||It is clear to see the similarities between this Lord and his brother Count Athaur. See and here mind you... with all bells.|
|Fidel||A melodious lord with a lot of reasons to celebrate.|
|Grady||Superlative violinist. Superlative bells. I can't speak to his dancing, but I have a good feeling about it.|
|Haakon||He's.. if a stork were bedecked in bells, reciting verse.|
|Ilira||All men this handsome should wear bells! I need the preparation time. He turned out to be charm, mischief, and a surprising assortment of like-minded traits wrapped up in one very jingly package. Color me delighted! On another note, what color do you think delight is?|
|Isabeau||I would gladly share cookies and tea with this Rivenshari again. What lively company he makes.|
|Liam||Carousing Lord who is enjoying the city. We'll go out on the city and I am sure nothing will go wrong. Not.|
|Mabelle||The youngest of the Rivenshari, handsome and entertaining. Clearly not causing enough mischief, I should help make it worse.|
|Medeia||Another Rivenshari, this one with a penchant for nicknames. I think I bored him! Or perhaps he was bored before I arrived. The subject of tea didn't seem to hold his interest.|
|Noah||Poor man. He met me as his introduction to Arx society. He did come to the taste celebration when I asked though. Welcome to society.|
|Raimon||A brightly coloured bird of prey! No duck this one. Nor a plainly monochromatic swan, as graceful as those birds might be. Bedecked in luminously variegated accoutrements of voluble sartorial splendor --- and even outfitted with bells, chains, and chimes --- this youngest (and largest) of the Rivenshari is sure to grab his share of attention. First met at the Jade Moon, in the company of Noah and Viviana.|
|Samira||A Rivenshari lord who feels most free upon the water and who likens combat to dance and art. I imagine he is one who views the world in striking shades of color.|
|Sorrel||It's been so long since our paths crossed, and yet he's just as delightful as I last recall. I am glad to hear him jingling through Arx, and hope we can grow as friends.|
|Temira||Fellow prodigal like myself, He seems like a kind person. Just living in the ways of those do that were once outside life in the compact.|
|Zoey||Be it on the river or the sea, those who make their living on the water have more in common than not. There is something charming about this one.|