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Tall and slender, with fair skin and almost delicate features. Is always nervous and fidgety, wringing his hands and pacing about. Usually is dressed according to his station as Military Advisor to Lord Noldo Rangewalker, ruler of Nin. Amazingly, despite his gift for tactics and military maneuvers, the thought of actually implementing them in battle is enough to make him sick to his stomach, and Nin's generals have learned to quickly whisk their maps out of the way when he outlines his plans, lest they get vomited upon. |
Frab was born a military brat, the son of a highly placed general in Nin's armed forces, and the pride and joy of his father, who expected Frab to follow in his illustrious and often brutal footsteps. Much to his disappointment, Frab showed no interes in physical combat, preferring to hide himself away and study battles of legend, recreating them in his dreams and placing himself in the shoes of the ancient warriors. He loved to study each maneuver made, trying to find the crucial turning point in each battle and imagining what would have happened if just one or two things had gone differently. Frab's father dismissed his hobby as foolish nonsense, but a visiting colleague noticed Frab's ability and sponsored him to Ningrom's military academy. Frab proceeded to astound his instructors with his theories and amuse his peers whenever his plans made him too sick to continue. He was appointed to Lord Noldo Rangewalker's military council, and took over as High Military Advisor at an unheard-of age. |
