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Sir Conán Fitzgerald

"Our Oaths are very morbid, death seems to be mentioned in every sentence, thats probably why I dont take them too seriously."

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a character in “An Age Old Feud”, as played by Calvazara

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Sir Conán Fitzgerald




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Face Claim: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau (Game of Thrones)

Title/Rank: Sir Conán Fitzgerald: Knight of Abhainn. He is also heir to the Duke of Beaumont Quay and someday inherit the title.

Kingdom: Abhainn

Full Name: Conán Silas Fitzgerald

Age: Twenty Eight

Gender:Male


Appearance: Conán is the epitome of a Valiant Knight in nearly every aspect of his appearance. His eyes match the colour of steel, a cool greyish blue, glinting like the flash of one sword hitting another, you can tell a lot by his eyes, whether he be Sad, Angry or Joyous, his eyes betray his every emotion. He has several laugh lines around his face that contrast with his hardened appearance, letting everyone around him know that he smiles and jests just like any other man. His strong jaw is his best feature, prominent and strong much like his father before him. The blonde hair he shares with his sister, albeit his is quite a few shades darker, it is always kept in place, cut by the best in the castle in order to give him a look of cleanliness and order.

At a staggering 6'3, he manages to tower over many men and many family members. He typically uses his height as means to tease his sister whenever he gets the chance. His body is made up of toned muscle, developed from years of battle training and horse ridding, giving him also extremely strong calves. Years of swordplay has left him with a plethora of scars, cuts and bruises. As a fighter and swordsman, each one has a story and gives him a sense of pride, his rough callous hands are another indicator of his love of swordplay and horse riding.


Personality: Conán has always had an aggressive fighting aura about him that beckons people to challenge him, and there is nothing Conán loves more than a challenge. He constantly tests himself, both physically and mentally with anyone willing to banter or train with him. At times he can be seen as aloof, unaware of his surroundings and the coming and goings of those around him, but rest assured that he is very aware of what happens in his presence. His carefree attitude is mostly a facade for his enemies. If they think him a fool, then they'll treat him as a fool. Only his sister is aware of this, and he plans to keep it that way.

A smile is always dancing across his handsome face, a glint of white teeth flashing at any individual who passes him. It's his humorous attitude that keeps him sane, other than his family. He likes to surround himself with men and women who make him laugh, smile, and forget the feelings of dread that at times threaten to overwhelm him. However, though he might have a few qualities of a knight, the golden haired smiling Conán does have a dark side to him. He is highly possessive of those around him, including the women that consort with him. He hates losing and while it's rare for him to fly into a rage, when it does happen it's quite a fearsome thing to behold. You could consider him a bit of a bully, he is often teasing smaller men on the training field, he calls is ‘friendly banter’ others call it ‘bullying.’ He doesn’t take his duties as a knight all to seriously or his oaths, then again he never takes anything too seriously. He is often drunk and with a whore or one of the loose noble ladies at court. He cares little for the title of Duke that he will inherit when his father dies save for the money that comes with it.

Having said that, he is a loyal and extremely able Knight, he doesn’t hesitate on the battlefield, he does what needs to be done and will be loyal to his King till the end.


Likes:
-Women
-Drinking
-Battles, In fact he craves to have his name go down in history like his fathers and grandfathers in wars against .
-His family
-Sex
-The King
-Music
-Laughing and Joking
-Sports
-Hunting
-Teaching his nephew how to sword fight
-Great feasts
-Whores
-Swimming
-Going for long rides

Dislikes:
-People who take their oaths too seriously
-Possibly dishonouring his family name
-Failing to protect his King
-Failing to protect his family
-Sea food
-Fancy clothing, he prefers being in his training leathers.
-Politics: it bores him to death


Love Interest: Many women around Abhainn.


History: WIP


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Sir Conán Fitzgerald's Story

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Sir Conán woke with start as something collided with his face, grumbling the knight opened his eyes, blinking rapidly as his eyes adjusted to the light in the unfamiliar room, looking around the shabby room with a frown, he casted his eyes downward, a smirk appeared upon his handsome face as he grey orbs fell upon the naked whore which slept next to him; suddenly the memories came flooding back. He had ridden in from Beaumont late and after escorting his sister to the palace, he had headed straight for Nellie’s whorehouse and well bagged himself a little beauty. Skin as pale as snow and hair as red as flames, a little spitfire too, it had been a remarkable night too.

Sitting up, Conán flung his legs over the side of the bed, standing up; he stretched away the aches sleep had caused his body, before reaching for his clothes. Pulling on his trousers, the knight sat on the edge of the bed to pull on his boots, when he heard Bridgette stir from her slumber “Leaving so soon?” she grumbled although eyes were still shut.

Conán chuckled “I have training” he stated swiftly, reaching for his shirt.

“Liar” came a soft reply. Turning back around Bridgette was now sat up against the headboard, the thin sheet pulled up to her wais, although she could not muster the feeling of decency to cover chest “tryin’ to sneak out without waking me make me feel like an ‘ore.”

A devilish smirk slipped across Conán’s lips as he moved to stand in front of the Red head, his hand running through her wild but soft hair before coming to rest on her milky chin; Bridgette smiled at the man for the tender moment, she wasn’t accustomed to many “But sweetheart you are a whore” came his words, sharp as knives; he removed his hand from her cheek as her smile fell.

Quickly finishing to dress, he buckled his sword securely around his waist and was about to reach for the door when a sharp voice reached his ears “If I am an ‘ore then, you pay me then kind sir” she spoke fiercely with a snarl of her lip. Conán smirked once more with a flash of white teeth as he dug into his pouch pulling out two silver coins and tossed them in front of her on the bed “Until next time sweetheart.” With that final statement he left the room and the whorehouse, walking out onto the already busy street of the street. It would have been the perfect day if it hadn’t been for the foul stench of sewage that ran down the streets, turning his nose up he began to walk towards the palace, he breathed through his mouth the remainder of the way.

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Sir Guy proceded towards the training grounds. Spotting Sir Fitzgerald along the way, and approached the man directly.
"My, my, my, Sir Fitzgerald. What an astonishing sight to behold my liegeman awake in arms, not washed up dry in in 't alley of a tavern." Guy teased.
"Yesternight a man inquired about thee. I replied, yes I know a gentleman your referring to. I saw him just yesterday, and there he was gambling, there he was totally wasted, fighting with somebody about a jousting match, or, perchance, I saw him enter a house of ill-repute. Thou call thyself a true Knight of Abhainn?" Guy pushed him on one shoulder.

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"Nay, I beseech you sir. Be not out with me. Content thyself." Guy said to Sir Conán. "Yet do I fear thy nature. But it is the part of men to fear and tremble when the most mighty God by tokens send dreadful heralds to astonish us. Shalt heaven take you when cold steel has taken the life from thy lips? God pardon them that are the cause thereof. I humbly take my leave now, to bring the King's justice upon those who threaten the sanctity of his people. By this sword I shall. Oh, is that envy I see in thine eyes? Then fix thine eyes upon me as I majestically take my leave with my men."