Abelar Prester

Abelar Prester is the Lord of Feastfires.

Appearance and Character
Some men were born to be knights, others to be lords, and few could ever dispute that Abelar Prester is a member of the latter group. Quiet and bookish as a boy, he might have ended up in the Citadel had it not been for the untimely deaths of his two older brothers. Despite the doubts of many, Abelar proved a fine knight and has excelled as the Lord of Feastfires. A builder, or more accurately a planner at heart, Abelar has a skill and passion for looking upon a place and figuring a way to make the most of it. Many of the smallfolk in Feastfires Hold jest that Lord Abelar was conceived in a pasture amongst goats, born under a bridge and swaddled in a map of his father's lands. Additionally, he is deeply interested in the many intricacies of farming, and the study of botany.

Though he is certainly of a learned mindset, Abelar seldom comes across as sage or pretentious the way some scholars might when dealing with laymen and colleagues alike. This is for the simple reason that Abelar, with his honest nature and diligent behaviors, has never been one for being dour and enigmatic, even if he may come across as reserved. He views all things that intrigue him - from arms and armor to bridges and canals, sheep and cows to remedies and poisons - with a boy's awestruck fascination rather than a man's solemn reverence. His lordly demeanor may be easily broken by his admiration for a new poleaxe, or a bridge he desires built.

For most, Abelar's occasional eccentricities are a small price to pay for his effective administrating of Feastfires. The smallfolk have come to admire and respect their lord, quiet as he seems and peculiar as he can be, for the manner in which he addresses all difficulties large and small with his full attention. It would seem that Abelar possesses a natural gift for organizing and leading men in whatever endeavors are deemed necessary, whether digging a waterway or building a wall. It is this meticulous planning, rather than any boisterous inspiration, that is characteristic of Abelar's approach to lording over Feastfires.

Abelar stands fairly tall, though not tremendously so for a man of his breeding, and is of an average build, his daily rides and infrequent sparring keeping him fit enough to not be thought too soft even as he departs from the life and livelihood of a knight-at-arms. His eyes are a muddy brown, his features softly defined. His hair seems his best feature - soft and lustrous, colored a rich chestnut and of modest length. But otherwise, though not hard to look upon, the Lord of Feastfires strikes a rather unremarkable figure.