(http://i.imgur.com/8niWq5o.jpg)<br/><strong>Sir Doryn Aelland</strong><br/>29 years old<br/>Human<br/>Knight-Captain of the Crescent City Guard; War Hero; an young exotic (unwed) Nobleman from Foreign Lands.<br/>Master of Arms, Skilled Commander, and Survivalist; Well-Educated; an experienced Vintner, Dog Breeder, and Patron of the Arts.<br/><br/>Doryn is a level-headed, likable fellow who doesn't put on airs and isn't afraid to get down in the dirt with the common folk, though he remains acutely aware of differences in social standing. This attitude served him well during the war which earned him his local standing, wherein he commanded fanatical respect from the men who served under him, who would have marched into hell itself at his side. In the peace, it's caused more trouble as the local Nobles find his foreign attitudes and cavalier conduct to be rather unbecoming. It especially doesn't help that he's turned down no few potential marriage proposals, flirts equally with men and women, and generally seems to be enjoying the attention he's getting a little bit<em>too</em>much. He'd likely be in even more trouble, but the local Elven Community finds him rather charming compared to the more staid human nobility and he's also attracted a sizable group of admirers who hope to attract his attention. He's even engaged in banter with a few noteworthy commoners, and tongues wag that he might wed (or at least bed) even a young peasant girl if the right one could capture his attention.<br/><br/>(Actual Background to come soon, but in general, he traveled into this area of the world some time ago from parts foreign and got himself involved in a nasty little war. He distinguished himself during this war, making no few friends amongst the local nobility and impressive the Prince of Crescent City. This all earned him a place in the City, a nice vineyard outside of the city limits, and a minor title. He's been making waves in the local social order and causing trouble without getting his nose dirty. He was recently appointed Knight-Captain of the City Guard, which he's been alternatively taking deadly serious and treating as a cushy sinecure, neither wholly for sale to the highest bidder<em>nor</em>an incorruptible scourge of crime. He's, as he is in many things, somewhat in between. He was probably a second or third son, and figures that he's done fairly good for himself, and thus has no particular desire to head home. He's, like, scary good with a Sword and has a keen strategic mind but mostly spends his time in leisure.)