Kaeran Vakerian I

Prince **Kaeran Vakerian** is the second born son of Rhaeya Vakerian and Kalyn Thulum. Born in the palace of Sarilt in 1298 A.C., a dim reflection of his late great grandfather King Aerydar Vakerian II, Kaeran has always been doomed to be compared to a former King. He works hard at multiple crafts to prove himself of use to his family, to prove himself as something more than just a spare to be married off.

## Appearance and Character

White fluffy hair as a rabbit caught in a snow storm, and faint red eyes, these are the gifts bestowed upon Kaeran by breeding, and the ones that separate him from his siblings. Shorter and by fair daintier than his younger brother, Kaeran avoids the trappings of typical courtly fashion, having never considered himself typical. He favors eastern silks of unusual and flamboyant colours.

From scented silk robes, to ornately decorated pillows that line the floor of his chambers, to exquisitely crafted masks of fine wood and paint rimmed with jewels, the joys of Kaeran's life make him something of a twisted parody of a second born Prince, and speak to his rumored unconvential appetites.

He doesn't walk. He flounces. Gliding gently where we will, some claim that he is everywhere all at once but of course any educated person would know this to be false, he does however have a charming silver tongue and is quite a good diplomat whenever he is allowed to grant his opinion on such things. Many dismiss him as he's not a warrior amidst this war but some claim him smarter then his siblings for this very reason.

His mannerisms, movements, and interests are well practiced to be exactly what one would expect from him.

Anything spied below the surface, anything genuine, is merely a glimmer, fading as quickly as it's seen.

Returning to his unfamiliar home on Firekeep, Kaeran found little comfort, Maegaron dismissing the nephew that now served as an even larger reminder of his shameful grandfather, as nothing more than a spare. A good to be sold, a gift to be given away.

Kaeran embraced the new role shoved upon him by Raemor late in the year 1,325, the position of Prince of Nothing, He gave his uncle pleasures by marrying a minor house woman of great beauty. Her name is Hermia Faerhorn, who had some... less then convential rumors about herself, they gave his uncle the son he expected, one content to wallow in luxury and indulge in excessive and unseemly vices. This made Rhaeya furious at Raemor as hand of the king and the mother of Kaeran Vakerian she obviously knew that a royal match of a woman would bring him no happiness. She arranged a legitimized wedding to a knight of the Osdial territory to be his lawfully wedded husband while the mother of his children acted more as a best friend to Kaeran

In private moments, Kaeran continued his education as best he could removed from the learning potential of the Palace of Fire, and where able he put into practice the lessons Elyana Bayeri had taught him, in areas he was lacking he learned for himself, through repeated trial and error.

Kaeran through hard work, lies, bribes, and several distasteful actions, has built for himself upon Vakar a monument to Elyana's teachings, a network of capable agents to do his bidding both near and far.