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[i][b]Blue wale over a white sea.
Common: "Cold ha this is nothing."
Offical: "Deadly as Ice"[/b][/i]

[b]Ser Rolland Agrond Whitesheet[/b]

[i]Heir to Ice Harbor, Black Whale, Iceman 

Nobleman

Captain of the Guard[/i]

29
(Name day is soon)

Male

Personality:
Rolland despite not hitting the age of thirty yet is a very coordinated and drilled man, serious about his duties though he is able to joke and shoot the pile with the guards at the same time. A trait that makes him unanimously loved by most. Raised solely by his mother mostly so granted he has a softer touch than most men of the time period which also sparked his hidden talents for literature and artistry. Perhaps his strongest or weakest attribute is is loyalty and honor, widely knowing as a man of virtue and honest guaranteed to tell the truth. Even if it means disagreeing with his liege lord to make his point, but would care out any given by his superior. Prone to romance as he is one not to visit the brothel, having a sense of longing to have a spouse to call his own. This partial due to his mothers upbringing.

History: 
Rolland was born to the Lord Garmin and Lady Sesila Whitesheet of of Ice Harbor, one of the furthest northern habitable settlement in the Weade's territories and one of the coldest too. As the saying goes "Those damn Whitesheet's got ice for veins." As a young man before his father's madness he was taught and learned to survive on little to nothing under his father's tutelage. Being taken out on whaling expeditions to understand the family trade as the whale was his family's crest and Ice Harbor's main trade besides walrus ivory. Though his skills under his father would be short lived seeing as madness slowly snuck up and took Lord Garmin Whitesheet into madness over the course of five years. Still a rather touchy subject, one he is either quick to act on or to immediately take offense too.

Rolland's father went completely mad by the time he was thirteen, having to deal with his fathers madness as mother took the mantle to teach him some life skills she deemed would prove fruitful also. Apart from his continuing weapons education, he was also taught in
several artistic avenues. Taking largely to artistry and literature. And in so doing gathering a large amount of patience in process. One had to considering his fathers insanity.

Journeying south to reaffirm his father's oath of fealty to the Weades since his father wasn't of sound mind to carry out such a task. Though on his way to Winterhouse, Rolland had come across the late captain of the guard while he'd been hunting. Grievously wounded and with scavenger animals picking at the remains, with a band of thieves still after the man. He didn't think but only put the dying man on the horse, slapped the animals rear for him to get away. Staying as a distraction and to put the would be murderer's to justice, leaving the late lord Rikard to find him wounded but still very much alive. Wanting to see the man that tried to save his mans life. Having to live with a permanent scaring that bothers him on occasion when it gets really cold. 

Rikard obviously knowing who Rolland was as his nick name the 'Black Whale' being the only dark haired Whitesheet to be born in three generations. But the former guard captain hadn't survived and had passed of blood loss. Though all wasn't without merit as Rikard had been taken by the offspring of 'Oldman Bear Garmin.' Enough so to make him the new honorary captain of the guard for his self sacrifice and bravery in the eyes of a larger force. The youngest one to date, taking his post at the age of 24.

Skills:
Accomplished at most weapons,Excellent javelin/short spear thrower/wielder, adequate bowyer but is a better shot with a crossbow, survivalist and a very enduring person considering his birth place, literate, minor poet, accomplished artist, extremely patient

Dreams and fears:
Fears going mad, seeing his father lose his mind has had a profound impact on him. His dreams well since he's a romantic without a wife, well you can figure that one out.

Favored equipment:
Most often wielding spear Ice Fang, an heirloom of the Whitesheet house. Though when it comes to the thick of battle he is also seen wielding or using either a spiked flange or a flail. Commonly seen in lamalar or studded leather armor but again can be seen in scale mail with a shield also.

Extra: Often wearing a polar bear cloak clasped with a walrus ivory pin. [/center][/hider]