|Ser Azelous de Mestonnant|
|Namesday||(21st sun of the 6th Astral Moon)|
“Lest I leave you labouring under any misconceptions, know that it was not base revenge that bade me take up arms against dragonkind. Nor knightly honour. Certainly not a misplaced sense of duty. And nothing so passe as righteousness. What, then? Why, good fellow, it was for sport.”
Problematic in both presence and persona, Azelous was bastard-born of House Mestonnant, the unwanted souvenir of an illict and ill-advised tryst between Lord Mestonnant and a lower-rung lady of House Dzemael. Unceremoniously dumped, more or less, on the manor doorstep, Azelous was grudgingly taken in, foisted upon a likely steward and bid make something of himself. Between his father's frigid aloofness and mother's unwavering scorn, Azelous was educated - but not raised. Yet the arts and academia ill-suited his temperment and though his grasp on thaumaturgic theory was sound, the practical application of magic lay just beyond his manicured fingertips. What recourse was left, then, to a fledgling noble desperate to prove his worth in the doubting eyes of his detractors?
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