A long, noble lineage ran steadily through Eodan's veins from the day he
was born, in the temple within the walls of Valour. His was to be a life
filled with good deeds. Growing up in Valour was a pleasure for Eodan, as
the wealth of his family ensured he had the best education and entrance into
all of the most noted social circles. Executors came to him for political
advice, Squires for knowledge, and all Lightwalkers found him to be a good
man and a friend.
Description:
His hair is kept short, especially around the sides and back, where
flecks of gray add a tone of experience and age to this wanderer. A
chiseled chin, firm eyes, furrowed brow, and curt expression round out his
facial features. His is a lean frame, very muscular but not in the normal
sense of the word. Wirey, more like. Sinewy. Like a coiled spring waiting
to snap. His clothes fit extremely well, probably because he has no visible
body fat.
