Sir Edgard de Lecadre was born to minor Rosalian nobility and instilled with the Myrrish traditions of a Highborn Knight from a young age, his father a veteran of the Sendor war known for his diplomacy and flamboyance. It was his decree that every firstborn son of de Lecadre be tutored in calligraphy, decorum, martial acumen, and propriety in order to be raised by the virtues that had tempered his body and honed his mind some years ago.
His regimen consisted of training in sword and spur from sunrise to sunset with nary a moment to eat or rest, a burning passion in his chest to step out of the shadow of his father.
His otherwise idyllic childhood behind him, Edgard was inducted into the Order just passed his 18th birthday, but never left Rosalia, finding merit in contest and tourney. It wasn't long before his thirst for prestige exceeded his ability to satiate it, and he now counts himself a "knight-errant",
in search of ever greater adventure and more bold challenge - it is his most reticent, candid wish that he might aspire to deeds worthy of song and legend. He wears his noble standing like a mantle, and seeks to etch his family name into epics to be told of his travels.
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Mount: Horse
Breed: destrier
Name: Raphanel
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