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Brother Branan

Tracing the lines of your face ~/~ in subtle sun-lit detail. ~/~ The roses are blooming.

Social Rank: 7
Concept: Poet/Scribe
Fealty: Lyceum
Family: Dominici
Gender: male
Marital Status: single
Age: 20
Birthday: 03/21
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Poet
Height: average height
Hair Color: white-blonde
Eye Color: pale blue
Skintone: tanned

Description: While not an overly handsome man, Branan Dominici is not exactly unattractive, with angular and aquiline features. Anxious energy and a keen attention to detail contribute to a gaze that never seems to rest unless the man is writing. Pale blue eyes are often shrouded by a fall of unkempt blondish-white hair, which complete the perpetually disheveled look he embodies, no matter how finely dressed. Dark ink stains line fingernails chewed to the quick, slender hands likewise stained. Despite spending almost all his time indoors, his Lycene heritage shows in a dusky tone to his skin.

Personality: A pensive, bookish man who prefers to deal with the quill and ink, rather than with people when he can avoid it. Branan displays a stark preference for libraries to marketplaces and for the silence of catacombs to the din of a crowd. With a furtive gaze that flicks here and there nervous hands always in motion, his overall bearing is one of anxious scholastic mediocrity.

Background: The Dominici family of Lenosia has never excelled at anything in its existence. It has always been a line of consistent mediocrity. Although gentry and wealthy enough for being gentry, the family has never so wealthy as to advance its station significantly, but also never too poor to slide down the rungs of society. They have never been beloved In politics or reputation, but again neither terribly disliked. As gentry, the Dominici have always been a family of courtiers that never gain royal notice, yet even without it, they continue to receive invitations to the balls and events of court.

Such a family gives scant space for greatness to arise. Instead, you get men like Branan. Capable with a quill, educated but not being courted out of school by powerful trading houses, royal families or the church. The most remarkable thing that Branan has ever done in his life, is refuse to join his father and brothers in the family cloth reselling business, and choose to try to make a career of his poetry.

This single act of rebellion, of choosing a dangerous new path, cost him his families good will and his very modest students stipend. Cut off and with dwindling cash reserves, Branan set out on a traders ship for Arx, intent on finding a patron who will be pleased with his skills and services. Someone who will be pleased to have a capable scribe and assistant who occasionally writes poetry of some quality.

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