AOC Edric Boeruine

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Birthright AOC Archduke Aedric Boeruine

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The Arms of Aeric

Male Anuirean Noble 1, Fighter 7; CR: 8

Title’s held

Lineage of Major nobility

Major Bloodline of Anduiras, 55

Lawful Neutral Medium Humanoid

VP/WP x/x

Init +x

Languages Anuirean

AC , touch , flatfooted

Fort + , Ref + , Will +

Speed ft

Melee Atk + (damage /critical, weapon)

Ranged + (damage /critical, weapon)

Base Atk + ; Grapple

Abilities Str x, Dex x, Con x, Int x, Wis x0, Cha x

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Fall 1578….

The vast emptiness of the great halls of Seaharrow were haunting the young warriors heart, his new responsibilities and the burden of the lineage of the Boeruinean throne was almost more than he could handle, but deep inside him was a voice that was urging him to grasp the opportunity and reap its benefits.

The firstborn son of a Taeghian military office he was, taken from his mothers cradle while he was still young to face his father's humiliation and then the long ago memories of their burning tower were twisting images around his mind playing a game he could not even yet fully understand.

Five full months have passed since the events that took part in Stormpoint and since the true heir to the throne of Boeruine fell down by the magic of Lord Khorien. The clash of armies at the gates of the city was astounding, the Avanese army was already laying siege in the city while High General Anders was already on the move at their back and Amalric was giving his battle within the walls of the city to ensure that this bloodshed would end in favor of Boeruine. Everyone was in midst of chaos, the city, the night even the gods must have been conspiring that very evening. There are only three people in the Duchy of Boeruine who know what really happened that night, and of them is him, Archduke Edric Boeruine the Young.

Archduke, Edric "Boeruine"

The line of Boeruine is strong and it had already taken its place within the mind and heart of young Edric from the very first night that Amalric with his dying breath passed his lineage to him. The streak of red hair, the air of leadership, the breath of authority and the will to conquer has already started to take place in the mind of young Edric. A lowly officer's firstborn son one moment, the Archduke of Boeruine in a split second later, how ironic. The time to meet his ancestral enemy was approaching and he felt the lineage within him now, urging him to face the younger Avanese Prince in a decisive showdown that would prove the winner of this war game. He knew that the capturing city of Bindier was no small task but he could feel the energy within him grow stronger and bigger, gaining a will of its on, a will that urged him to ride to battle in the first morning light.