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[hider=Information][indent][color=1E90FF][b]Height:[/b][/color] 5'9[/indent]
[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Hair Color:[/b][/color] Black[/indent]
[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Eye Color:[/b][/color] Alice blue[/indent]
[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Complexion:[/b][/color] Light[/indent]
[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Body Composition:[/b][/color] Muscular[/indent]
[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Scars:[/b][/color] None[/indent][/hider]

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Name:[/b][/color][/indent] Sigurd Lear

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Age:[/b][/color][/indent] Eighteen-years of age.

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Titles:[/b][/color][/indent] [i]Heir Apparent[/i]

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Origin:[/b][/color][/indent] Myrr Keep, the North

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Allegiance:[/b][/color][/indent] House Lear

[hider=Family][indent][color=1E90FF][i][b]Darion Lear[/b][/i] - Grandfather (Deceased)
[i][b]Illysa Lear[/b][/i] - Grandmother (Deceased)
[b]Ulfar Lear[/b] - Father
[b]Emmaline Lear[/b] - Mother
[b]Taron Lear[/b] - Uncle
[b]Ildar Lear[/b] - Uncle
[b]Isla Lear[/b] - Sister
[b]Joane Lear[/b] - Sister[/color][/indent][/hider]

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Personality:[/b][/color][/indent] An unwavering soul as stagnant as the snowy lands of the North, Sigurd dons the quiet strength within the words of House Lear. Unlike his siblings, the young man is a shy away from other people, preferring moments of solitude or among his family over the trivial matters of Estiala. He holds strict adherence to the laws of the Northmen, as his father did and his ancestors before him.

Sincere, genuine, and just, these qualities often betray Sigurd's stark and serious tendencies. The pressure of his birthright to, one day, inherit Penkarth and lead House Lear into the future does not bother the young man, as the sole son had been brought up and prepared for his whole life. To become the paragon of the North is his duty, and to tease his sisters, his family to protect.

[indent][color=1E90FF][b]Background:[/b][/color][/indent] As a young child, [color=1E90FF][b]Sigurd Lear[/b][/color] often pondered upon the lives of the common folk in the West and the South, and how they were treated differently based on their wealth, compared to the North. He was a very attentive boy, often listening to the many illustrious stories that the crows of House Lear would tell him about the fallen Eastern Kingdom. In addition, he was a frail and weak child, once causing an overnight uproar within Penkarth when it was discovered that the only son of Ulfar Lear, only seven years old, was afflicted with the pox.

Fortunately, the gods heard the many prayers of the family and bannerman, and Sigurd survived. His weakened state remained for several years afterwards, and throughout this time, even his sisters could best him in a spar with swords. Instead, he stuck to the confide of books, becoming very studious at the young age under his mother's care.

On Sigurd's ninth birthday, the damage to his body had dissipated, and the boy found the ability to walk normally without the support of his family members. To this day, the young man believes this to be the only time where he witnessed his father shed tears. Sigurd immediately began the process of grooming himself to become the Lord of Penkarth, and armed with a developing sword hand as well as a mind of erudite intellect, a bright future was prophesied for him.

These days, Sigurd remains very well intrigued with the lost chapters of the world. The years were kind, as the boy had become strong in body and soul; with his capabilities tempered and his relationship to his family unmatched, Sigurd is all but the leader that the North will come to receive.