Haerthorne Family/Caim

Caim Haerthorne
Status:	Alive
Continent:	Far East
Realm:	Akadian League
Titles Held:	Lord Treasurer and Marshal of the External Revenue Service
Class:	Warrior
Honor:	30
Prestige:	11
Age:	17
Height:	6'2"
Weight:	Roughly 168 lbs
Eyes:	Icey Blue
Hair:	Straight Blonde

A stunted beech stood besides a path that had once seen better days where it swayed in the wind, its bare branches seeming lifeless in the stillness of the snowy backdrop. Shivering in the cold air, a sparrow with a red chest clung all alone on the tree, a single dab of colour in the forest. Caim smiled weakly as his ice blue eyes followed the confused bird in his flight to a better place to shelter. The poor creature had never expected a winter to arrive so swiftly, but at least it did not find itself freezing in the biting winds of the north. It passed under Vaurkan's nose in it's search which sent the horse snorting in annoyance. Instead of finding humour in it though, the fair blonde youth could only think of the sad symbolism of that.

The sparrow had been the crest of... of the man who should have been his father. A foolish man who had died and left it to his mother to tell her grandson the truth.

The General's Son

Born from the tryst between Aerywyn and a young noblewoman by the name of Kath'lanar in the midst of the Great Northern War, a bastard growing up in an age of chaos. The two lovers were split up by their families for the sake of saving face, yet upon their request the child was accepted into the Haerthorne household as a bastard of Gaerrant, Aerywyn's estranged father. Given the name Willam by his grandfather, he was taken on as a page and taught how to be a knight, yet at the age of seven his foster father died. During this time his mother had died as well, leaving the remaining members of the family to take care of the boy. Unsure of revealing the truth to his son, Aerywyn brought him up as his squire.

As Arcaea grew and Aerywyn took on greater roles and earned both glory, fame and honour fighting for his home, Caim was taught largely by his grandmother Gwydda and aunt Aeriel. Although Aerywyn often found himself embroiled in the duties of planning strategy and almost unceasing warfare he did still manage to impart much of his knowledge to the boy. Both eager and intelligent, Caim did well in his studies in strategy, history, literature and the arts as well as his training to be a knight. Ironically he came to see Aerywyn as a father-figure in that time.

Thuriaskos, sired by Vaurkann.

However, at the age he was knighted, Aerywyn died at the age of thirty-one. Whilst Caim was grieving the truth was revealed to him, along with his true name. Unable to comprehend this, struggling to understand why his father could have been too cowardly to tell the truth, Caim left Arcaea in a daze.

Having inherited his father's wit and grace (or lack there of), Caim can be seen to be a lighter version bereft of the torturous anguish that Aerywyn suffered during his life. Graced with a clear and instinctive mind, he is an amiable individual who tries to stay out of the shadow of the families legacy, however his heart can be fickle, taken as it is by the fae nature of the Haerthorne line.

Highlander

After joining Ohnar West soon after finding his home of Arcaea to be too stifling for his liking, Caim quickly became embroiled in the intrigue that would in the space of a week split Ohnar West in two after his liege Duke Hamilton Vita was proclaimed an enemy of the realm. Disgusted with both the ineptidude of those leading the realm and the stagnation that was crippling its people, the young knight began striding to do what he could to help the fledgling Akadian League survive. Gradually his grip on politics and war began to mold to a semblance of his father's skill as there was no shortage for battle and glory.