Beroldaic Kerrington II

Decorated War Veteran
Servant of the Crown
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 **Born**
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 **Relatives**
* ~~Aganetha~~ (Mother)
* Livia (Wife)
* Rolan (Cousin)
* Vaebryn (Cousin)
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**Beroldaic Orlickson Kerrington II** is the only child of an Alliance Military Officer and a low born noblewoman, born in west Goldshire, near Westbrook Garrison where his father was stationed. It was his father that solely raised him upon the death of his mother at birth, and saw him educated in swordsmanship, battlefield readiness, operative engagements on war fronts, and tactical strategies of war. This aptly prepared him to later squire and rise through the ranks over the years to not only become Knighted, but also to become a decorated veteran of the third and fourth wars.

## Personality

Berold is a stern but kind hearted soldier. Over the many years of his career in combat, attending peace talks, observing treaties being signed and so forth, he has built a reputation that is respected by both the Alliance and Horde as being a capable fighter, his loyalty to the Alliance, and his fairness when faced with opposition.

He is distinctly stoic, maybe even authoritative depending on the situation or when one might find themselves in his company. He is really only charming towards those he considers close, otherwise most would find him to be genuinely kind. He is assertive and capable of taking the lead in nearly any situation, but more profoundly should the matter be combat related.

Often times one might catch him aloof, his mind in a distant place, in a past time while lost in memories of war. His loss is great, always silently grieving, as he mourns those who could not be saved.

## Description

He is first and foremost an imposing, older, and distinguished gentleman standing to the height of 6'3" with a stocky but lean build. He has well-coiffed salt and pepper hair, and a nicely groomed full beard, both still to the militaristic standard of grooming even after retirement. His shoulders are broad, and his posture carries him tall with a confident gait. His right eye has a six inch scar that draws from his hair line down through the eye, effectively blinding him, and stops just an inch from the corner of his mouth. The left eye is a cerulean blue, and both have the wear of crows feet at either side.

Out of armor one can easily deduce his strength, found in well-tailored and befitting attire. Beneath which is flesh laden with scarring from years of battle. The only jewelry to be found on his person is a very simple but elegant wedding band.

## Biography

Berold has only ever known a Militant lifestyle, raised solely by his father, surrounded by soldiers.

The only child, he rarely had an opportunity to see his father, and had never known his late mother. He grew an attachment to the Militant lifestyle at a young age, emulating the other soldiers as well as his father, and so his father had him schooled and trained, later coming into his own particular set of skills.

Not one to agree with arranged marriages despite his father pushing to see him wed to a woman of wealth, he had turned her away while they were alone. It wasn't until his mid-twenties that he first found love with a woman named Jillian Wester. She was a renown seamstress, often dressing some of Stormwind's elite, but in the eyes of his father and his friends she wasn't good enough.

He didn't seem to mind or care what they thought and went on to marry Jillian, had two healthy children, and they lived happily for many years. Their son James was born first, following his father into the military life, their daughter Elizabeth was to be wed through an arranged marriage set up by her own brother but refused and emancipated herself from the family, never to be heard from again. Sadly, just before Berold and James were deployed to Darkshore, he lost his wife after she'd had a severe stroke, only to then lose his son to battle. Now, with his family gone, he has been left to silently grieve over the many memories of love and war, in a very short period of time.

### Present Day

Berold has since remarried after acquiring remedial assistance from a trusted confessor, freeing him of his deep depression and giving him the aptitude to better manage his PTSD. He is now a husband, the Viscount of Halton, the Lieutenant Commander of the Dawn's Militia, and has aspirations of achieving standing within the Ministry of War.

## Relationships

Berold and Jillian were married for twenty-two happy and wholesome years. She was devoutly loyal during his many deployments, and provided him with an heir. She was dutiful, and the pair were very conservative with little interest in the pomp and circumstance often found within the capital. It wasn't until a chance meeting with a beautiful, and clearly high-profile woman, that his heart stirred from its slumber.

Everything from that moment has moved with nearly the quickened pace of a fluttering heart. He met Livia while seeing to his affairs in the capital, mid-February of 638 K.C. She was surrounded by guards in the promenade of Cathedral Square. It was practically love at first sight, he found himself smitten, and relentlessly pursued her. After a very short courtship he requested the permission to marry her, and they were wed two months later on April 15, 638 K.C.

## OOC Details

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