Alright, roughish draft.
Character: Gavin Tyro of Greyhawk
Role: Hero/ Duke of Greyhawk
Weapon(s): Gavin is skilled with the long sword as well as the bow.
Personality: Used to hardship and warfare, jaded from the loss of friends and family over the years.
Background: Gavin was born to the Duke of Greyhawk, a small castle at the very edge of the empire. From the beginning he was taught that they stood alone, the Emperor having little care for them other than the trade that they managed to bring over the Storm Sea. Like his older brothers, he was practically born with a sword in his hand, taught to fight not long after he could walk. Training was ruthless and everything else, including lessons, was considered secondary to the training.
His constant training would be put to the test early on when The Iron Men, a band of savage, seafaring people, launched a raid into Greyhawk’s farming hamlets. Gavin had ridden out beside his brothers, searching the area for the wild men. They were ambushed at dusk and a bloody, savage battle ensued that left his oldest brother and half their force dead upon the field but they managed to drive back The Iron Men. Having barely survived himself, Gavin devoted himself even more to training, stopping only to eat and sleep.
The Iron Men, having licked their wounds and gathered their forces, launched a raid upon the Castle of Greyhawk itself. A request for forces was sent to the Emperor but no response was ever received, though several of the smaller kingdoms did lend their banners. The ensuing war was hard fought and claimed more than Gavin had ever been willing to give. With the loss of his father and older brother, Gavin was suddenly elevated to position of Duke at the age of twenty four. Even in the wake of victory, the seeds of resentment were planted in his hear, his eyes ever turned westward towards that distance figure how called himself their Emperor.
Four years later, Gavin has reestablished Greyhawk as the stalwart defender of the east that it had once been. Several times he had entertained the idea of rallying some of the outlying kingdoms and attempting a revolt but his mother, ever his advisor, was quick to pull the curtain upon such ideas, not wanting to see her death of her youngest before her mortal coil expired. When the invitation of the Royal Tournament arrived, Gavin had been tempted to cast it to the sea in disgust. His mother was quicker, explaining the possibilities should he achieve victory, the ability to reach his goals. Leaving his mother to rule in his stead, Gavin has set out upon the long journey that will take him to the very center of the Empire and face to face with the man that had betrayed his trust.
Physical Description: Gavin has a weathered roughness about him that is the product of his homeland, a windswept, harsh place on the edge of the cold Storm Sea. He keeps his hair curly and wild, his concern having never really been for his appearance but more his ability with the sword.
Appearance: See Wiki