How Rogier "Young Owl" Silmuna looks, according to Margery Farranean
Gods he was beautiful, Margery thought as her father Martin introduced her to Rogier the Young Owl. A half-orc heir to the prestigious Silmuna family and known to be the sort of scamp to earn a moniker befitting the old Vincen. She’d come along to this meeting after the unexpected decision for the Sons of Dameria to claim the mantle of Farraneán instead of their dreams to restore themselves to the throne of Anbennar. Martin said that she might be shocked by him and she was, this Young Owl was half-orc!
Why the Sons had made this choice wasn’t clear, but it meant that she was in line for restoration if she accepted a Silmuna consort and so she chose to meet her potential husband to see what to make of him.
But as she looked at him, she toyed with her braid that held her long hair up and saw something rugged and refined at the same time. She saw in his eyes the same fire of ambition that burned within her and she saw a kindred spirit. One she already seemed to be falling in love with.
“Let’s speak, you and I.” she smiled at him. “Our guardians went to all this trouble after all.”
They spoke on the roof and Rogier was quickly assuaged that she cared little for his half-orc nature, Margery wasn’t sure she would feel the same if he had been some warrior from a clan but he was the heir to Dameria and she the heir to Farraneán. In the restored kingdom theirs was to be a union for the ages and she promised that even if he never saw Dameria, that he’d have much to be thankful for in his home life.
“I think I may be falling for you..” Rogier said wistfully as they began to head back to tell the others the news.