Ronwell Roxton

Appearance

 * Standing squat at near just 5 and half, his black hair falls to his shoulders - often held back in a loose tie. Not what most men might describe as imposing, Ronwell makes up in speed what he may lack in stature. While eschewing the mail and armor of the knights contemporary, Roxton’s wares are typically cloth found somewhere between unwashed and unwanted, faded and fermented, and with this he has, since leaving The Ring, made due.

Early Life: The Orphan of Roxton
Born full of promise and hope in the year 400AC, Ronwell Roxton was raised to be the noblest of lords, the heir to the Lordship of The Ring - the keeper of the ancestral valyrian sword, Orphan-Maker. The lofty ambitions of his father, Lord Randyll Roxton, pushed Ronwell to be better than best in all areas with a particular emphasis on statecraft, on learning at court, and on pleasantries and platitudes.

This didn't interest Ronwell. He yearned not to be Lord of The Ring, or serve at the Tyrell court as an advisor (as his Lord Father had hoped), but instead to live the life of a warrior. As an unruly child, the songs and stories of knights, of valor, and of love won and lost enraptured his mind. At the age of 13, he fell in love with a low-born girl - a miller's daughter. When his father insisted he marry a highborn girl from some far-flung house, he balked. He fought. He resisted. When Lord Randyll sent the miller AND his daughter away, young Ronwell was despondent.

It is said that, in one last effort to regain control of his son, Lord Randyll threatened to disinherit Ronwell. "Defy me... and an orphan I will make you!"

Undeterred, it was then that Ronwell ran. Away from The Ring. From the Reach. Away from his father and the trappings of courtly life, leaving his younger brother (Robar) and sister (Ellara) behind. In search of that miller's daughter. In search of the life of excitement, of valor, that he craved. Shamed and heart-broken, Lord Randyll Roxton followed through with that threat, disinheriting young Ronwell and naming Robar as his heir.

So young. So vulnerable. It's a wonder the Orphan of Roxton even survived.

A Man Grown
** more to come**