Lord Gerard Cuy

[Ollie]

Name: Lord Gerard Cuy
Nationality: Far Reachman
Age: 31 (b. 567)

Skills:
Expert Spear
Noteworthy Land Battle
Noteworthy Political Intrigue
Apprentice Law
Apprentice Animal Handling
Novice Athletics
Novice Fortifications
Beginner History
Beginner Stewardship

Physical Description: Gerard Cuy is a man whose youthful appearance belies his years and experience. The fair haired Lord of Sunhouse wears a severe, unamused look, his impenetrable eyes and inscrutable countenance giving little away. A light beard dusts a strong jaw and thin slash of a mouth, and broad muscles born of diligent practice are obvious beneath clothes that speak of functionality rather than fashion.

History: The smallfolk of Sunhouse rumor that when Gerard Cuy was born, he let not a single wail escape his lips nor tear stain his cheeks, but instead looked the his father, maester, and mother in the eye in turn, and sternly requested to be cleaned up. However much of this is true is open to debate, but the fact remains that from an early age, Gerard was a serious, self-sufficient child. Maester's tomes and historical texts took the place of fairy tales and picture books, cakes and sweets replaced by early mornings and rigorous studies.

At age ten, Gerard's lord father was slain by a boar while on a hunting expedition. Perhaps there are few who remember the look on Gerard's face when he heard the news, and even fewer could have recall his sentiments, but in the following day, when the Lady Cuy spoke at her husband's funeral and stated that she would act as regent for her son until he came of age, all would remember the words the ten year old spoke: “No mother, I need not a mother, nor a woman, nor any other person to rule my lands for me. I am lord now. Sunhouse is mine.”

And lord he was. For twenty-one years, Gerard has ruled over Sunhouse with austere efficiency. At age thirteen he personally began to drill the guard himself, whetting the blade for a strong military force. What few engagements the Far Reach participated in, Lord Gerard always rode at the head of his troops and eliminated the foe with neither mercy nor quarter given.

At sixteen, Gerard fathered his first and only child. The bastard girl was named Rachel, and given a place in the Sunhouse, as was her mother (the daughter of a knight of mild repute). Rachel Flowers was granted all the privileges and amenities warranted by living in a castle, as though she were a trueborn child. The girl is now fifteen, and Gerard just past thirty, and the parade of failed Lords of the Far Reach has gnawed annoyingly at the Lord Cuy's patience. The time has come for a worthy man to take the responsibility, where others have been too weak to do so.

Reputation: Cuy, though a capable lord, tactician, and warrior, is a no nonsense, unsociable man of little warmth who holds no small amount of disdain for the incapable, weak, and dishonorable.

[Ollie]

Name: Rachel Flowers
Age: 15 (b. 583)

Skills:
Noteworthy Charm
Noteworthy Persuasion
Apprentice Singing
Apprentice Espionage
Novice Harp
Novice Language (Free Cities)
Beginner Archery
Beginner Animal Handling

Physical Description: Rachel Flowers is a slight, pale girl whose body has begun the barest suggestions of womanhood. Her long, silken hair is a deep, mahogany brown, most often put up in the back, while the front frames her high cheekbones in elegant, thin bangs. Large blue eyes are quick to grow warm with a scarlet lipped smile.

History: Born to Lord Gerard Cuy and the daughter of a Stormlander hedge knight passing through the Far Reach, Rachel Flowers came into this world as the bastard child, though much to the woe of the Cuy household, it seemed as if she would not last long in it. Within her first year, Rachel fell ill to a red fever. She would not take the milk from her wet nurse, nor mashed liquid foods provided by the maester, nor even tinctures to ease her fever. It was only after several weeks of struggle did tiny Rachel's state begin to improve. Her fever eased, she swallowed medicine, and she took to food. The girl made a recovery, though the young thing was left weakened and frail by her ailment.

Throughout her adolescence a careful eye was always kept after Rachel. Never was she allowed to play too roughly with the other children, nor was she allowed to venture very far from the walls of the Sunhouse like others her age. With the opportunities of rough-and-tumble childhood exploration denied to her, Rachel instead grew to know the people within her father's keep. From the Sunhouse's septon, to it's blacksmiths, cooks, servants, to even the most grizzled of guardsmen, Rachel made friends and charmed those around her.

Reputation: A once frail child grown into a delicate young lady full of noble, lovely charm, and surprising beauty.