Name-  Esdel Alypius Gaudibert

Age- 20

Occupation-Nobel, Duke of West Waymoore

Species- Meladrin/Resveld

From-  West Waymoore

Standing at six foot and three inches, Duke Esdel Alypius Gandibert is a tree of a man with long legs and a slender frame. A mop of curly chestnut colored hair sat comfortably on his head often falling down on to his forehead. His milky skin his decorated in stars of freckles that dance along his cheeks and cross at his nose. The Gandibert sister have been keeping the sides of Esdel's hair short exposing his mouse-like ears, something he is not too confident in. With an angler face and slight bags under his brown eyes, Esdel had been a looker in the town of West Waymoore, that is if he had ever left his room expect for his few small public addresses.

Esdel is not the most confident or the best with words and he tends to keep to himself and has small moments of discouragement whenever something goes wrong as it happens but overtime he allows the small things to build up and eat at his being. He is often told he is being too hard on himself but he feels he must know how truly terrible he is so he must work harder. Speaking to others isn’t one of Esdel’s strongest talents but he attempts to his best ability which often leds to a lot of stammering and snappish tones. He doesn't allow himself to be vulnerable to others by letting them know too much about himself but does want close relationship. The only people Esdel has even been close to were his sisters and the people in his stories. Esdel grows sorrowful in the colder months but has resolved his aliments by traveling to warm areas during the cold. A book worm Esdel is often found hiding out in his room, chewing the beds of his nails. He does not do well under pressure and is known as quite the crybaby.

Esdel would like to make amends with the people that have been effected by his late father's actions.

Skills;

Esdel has mastered all magicks