Rogar Whitehill

Rogar Whitehill is a cousinly scion of House Whitehill, and as such, is not set for inheritance. He is the only offspring to come from the union of his father, Kyle Whitehill, and his mother, Bethany Stout.

In 433 A.C., he came to introduction with Theon Stark, soon becoming fast friends. Ever since, Rogar has served as a diligent and loyal friend and servant.

Appearance and Character
Rogar is a man of moderate height, standing at 5'9' tall. Complimenting his height of moderation is that of his lean and skinny build, appearing much like an ordinary individual in such a sense. Atop his head is a mess of short brown curls, accompanied by brown eyes, further so he also posseses a light and youthful attempt at facial hair. The facial hair is not of the greatest of appearances.

Having aged from his fourteenth year onward amidst Theon's retinue and as one of his close friends, Rogar, much in the way the rest of said retinue has been molded and affected by it, has seen his personality develop according to such.

While Rogar always held inclinations toward the more discrete, veiled, and partitioned off portions of our world, such inclinations and skills only came to see further growth as he and Theon aged, with Theon came to greatly encourage their practice.

Unlike some of the others they grew up with, Rogar is not a man of an outright violent and cruel temperament. In contrast, in the after throes of the select incidents that Theon and some of the others perpetrated growing up, and have by no definition ceased, Rogar served as the saving grace.

Where such undesirable facts appeared as if possessing the possibility to meet with the light, it was Rogar whom silenced such. Whilst actively engaging with what many would name the darker side of life, for Rogar, much of what he performed growing up was the simple mercies, and now, is merely service to his friend and master.

420 - 432 A.C. Before the Highpoint
Rogars early years, those first twelve, before he came into the grace and midst of the Starks of the Dreadfort, were a time as one would expect; childish and filled with family. As most children, Rogar enjoyed his time playing games and sparring with kin. While he never rose to excel in the martial arts, he did so find that he possessed an attention to detail elsewhere.

An avid learner of the pen and the written word, Rogar soon found himself regularly amidst documents of all sorts, finding them quite intriguing. And, much to the dismay of the other children he oft played with and his kin who he resided with, Rogar was always fast of hand, quiet, and found incredible ease when it came to the acquiring of their toys and possessions.

Nevertheless, while Rogar did at times cause trouble with his kin due to what his family named 'mischief', he enjoyed his time at Highpoint greatly. He never imagined the Dreadfort would call of him, a lowly cousin to the main Whitehill line.