Aric Stormborne
Bound by Duty, Seeking a Way Out
One of the two heirs set to duel at dawn. Dark-haired and bareheaded, his sigil-etched armor glows faintly in the lightning. Trained since childhood, he knows how to win and how to die, but not how to raise steel against the person he cares for most. Restrained almost to breaking, he approaches the delegation privately, asking help to end the feud without shattering his clan.
Description
You find Aric Stormborne at the cliff's edge, staring toward the Stormpath as the wind tears at his hair. He does not move. His jaw is set in habitual composure, but his hands tremble when they are still.
"I have trained for this since I could hold a blade. I know how to win. I know how to die. What I do not know... is how to stand on that bridge and raise steel against the person I love."
He asks for a way to preserve his clan's honor and prevent bloodshed beyond the duel. He believes sacrifice may be inevitable, perhaps his own, and resists any suggestion of simply running.