Common Name: Remy Goodchild
Given Name: Remy Baptiste Valroux du Surluse
Remy doesn't intend to hide his name, he just doesn't want it to be an issue. Anyone who has spent more than a night drinking with him probably knows his story: Avalon born and bred, but with mixed Montaigne heritage. Growing up in Avalon with a name like Remy Baptiste Valroux du Surluse? Remy learned to defend himself early.
Nationality: Avalon [Montaigne Heritage]
Height: 5'10"
Hair: Dirty Blonde, kept short
Eyes: Green, bordering on hazel
Age: Early twenties. If you ask, 22.
Language: He switches between Avalon and Montaigne, both without accent.
Appearance: Above average. He might be prettier if it wasn't for that small crook in his nose. If you ask him about it, he'll tell you that it is a badge of honor. Spend a night in an Inish pub? Get a broken nose. His nose, however, isn't his biggest problem. Undoubtedly, the man's weakness is his mouth. Compliments are given freely. So are taunts.
Clothing: Always! Well, most of the time. A sharply fitted linen shirt, pants, a brown long coat and riding boots. He tries to keep things clean, but generally a trace of flour can be found somewhere. Jewelry: Swordsman's Guild pin.
Religion: If he is religious, he doesn't talk about it much. On occasion, though, a Prophet's Cross can be seen hanging beneath his shirt.
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