Darvin Steval
From Mizahar Lore
 Rogue Guardian Of The Sun's Birth | |||||||||||||
| Race | Human | ||||||||||||
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| Date of birth | 462 AV (aged 61) | ||||||||||||
| Place of birth | Syliras | ||||||||||||
| Title | Sun's Birth Guardian | ||||||||||||
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Darvin Steval is considered one of Jaren Joander's most important minions. He is responsible for the vast majority of the drug manufacturing and distribution in The Sun Birth's Gang. His resides and does most of his manufacturing in The Barracks in Sunberth under the security of the gang.
Standing 6'3, 220, Darvin prides himself on his physical shape even for his age. He has bright turquoise eyes, a long salt and pepper beard, and is still considered somewhat formidable for someone of his age group. Physically fit and skilled in weapons which goes along well with his other nefarious habits.
Biography
Darvin, in his prime, reached the rank of Chevalier in the Dragoons and was on a fast track to Captain. However, Darvin became seriously drug addicted around 513 due to events he never speaks of and continued to backslide, having been unable to throw the habit.
In recent years Darvin has continuously lost rank due to multiple incidents that usually involved his addictive personality. Darvin is simply the equivalent of a Guardian now. As an embarrassment to the Dragoons, it's surprising that no one has relieved him of his head yet, despite the fact that he's very good at combat and many younger members have came to him for training or to challenge his skills.
It's probably because of his other hobbies. Darvin makes drugs. He's been known to slip them to fellow Dragoons and those in his charge to 'test' his experimental philterings on.
Busted back to The Barracks and under Jaren's command, Darvin has found a place among the flunkies of The Barracks where he tends to do a great deal of personal favors for the Marshall who keeps him in drugs or supplies to experiment with making new drugs. His temper is uncertain at best, surly at worst, though he does have a soft spot for women.
Jaren uses him as security for shipments and as an armed guard on certain of his assets. In his spare time, Darvin messes with poisons and philtering, working on new drugs the Sun's Birth can sell. More than one mysterious fire has busted out around Darvin's quarters though the Guardian has been mysteriously elsewhere and able to account for his whereabouts to not be found responsible.