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[b]Name of Lord/Lady[/b] 
Lord Aldwyn Gerantius

[b]Physical Description[/b]
Handsomely grizzled, Aldwyn looks like someone you would expect to see leading armies and engaging in endless duels, not sitting behind a desk and doing paperwork. He carries the trademark features of a Gerantius; short, wild sliver blonde hair and violet amethyst eyes (although deep emerald eyes are also common in the blood). His face boasting a scar diagonally down the middle and one of his eyes has an eyepatch over it, his beard is well kept like his hair but still having a wild spark to it. 

Overall, his appearance is one of a military veteran who decided to put down the sword and pick up the noble quill and has since tried his best to lessen the impact his earlier life put on to him to a very respectable degree. Although many claim his resting face is a scowl, in through its more of a slight grinning smile, except when his leg pain acts up again.

He is generally seen wearing fabrics worthy of someone his rank, well crafted and comfortable; an ornate walking stick carved out of fine woods which is never far from its owner. On occasion will walk around with his old breast plate for old time's sake, letting the dents and battle damage tell a tale far more convincing that those medals and awards would tell. 

[b]Claimed Fief[/b]: 
[b]The Duchy of Marethia:[/b] The breadbasket of the entire kingdom, Marethia is the spiritual heart of the nation and the people there are some of it's sturdiest. The long reaching farms feed the people and during drought, is often where refugees and even royalty flock. It's centrally located province makes it ideal for governance.
STATS: 500,000 Citizens | 4,000 Men-at-Arms, 8,000 Cavalry, 1,000 Knights | Produces 16 Grain/5 Gold/0 Iron | No Roads | 1 Fortress | Requires 5 Grain/Season. | 0 Unrest

[b]Basic History[/b]:
Born third to the line of House Gerantius, Aldwyn was always displaying great mental abilities, burying himself in books since the day he learned to read. His position prevented him from having a realistic shot at the throne and thus was made to be a general by his house. While he was never one to be known for great displays of bravery and martial skill or inspiring speeches, he was noted to be exceptionally good at managing his troops off the battlefield, keeping them happy, fed and well equipped in no part due to his logistical skills.

His days as a leader would soon come to an end during the Battle of Hidlen Heights where, on a crusade against the Orcs, he and his second oldest brother lead an army into a trap that proved disastrous. His brother was slain and Aldwyn took several serious wounds including the scar over his face and a deep gash to his leg. When the remains of the army returned to Marethia, he was put under intensive super vision and nursed back to health. During this time with not much else to do, he immersed himself in book and conversation with courtiers and officials, learning more and more about the world and how things worked until his brother began to rely on him not only for advice, but also to handle more minor matters of state which he didn't trust anyone else to do.

However, while he was being doctored, an assassination attempt on his remaining older brother had succeeded, leaving him the sole heir to the throne. What Aldwyn would do next would gain him fame as he lead a massive investigation through his newly acquired lands while still being treated. Within a year the assassin was found and the noble who hired them was throughly punished. Since then, Aldwyn has ruled unquestionably over Marethia and seen it grow thanks to his administrative skill.

[b]Background[/b]: 
Administrator (Bonus to Govern Rolls)