Obi-Wan Kenobi
Paladin of Dratho || Oath of the Jedi || Half-Orc
Age: 36 Gender: Cis Male (he/him) Orientation: Pansexual Hails From: Theredas
In service of the Temple of Dratho in Theredas as a Senior Paladin, Obi-Wan was raised as in its hallowed halls, brought as an infant by biological parents he had long made peace with. The Temple was his family, and donning the symbol of the God of Fate was as inevitable as his next breath. He is a master in the defensive dueling form of Soresu, and not too shabby at the rest.
His assignments for the Temple have taken him across Thereda, but at his heart, he is a Theredas native. He's been running through it since before he had memories, from the busiest streets of the market and their gateway to the city's underbelly to the polished halls of Souris as a wet-behind the ears apprentice.
He has terrible posture.
Above all else, the Temple of Dratho preach the inevitability of fate, but fate is neither stagnant nor cold. Life is worth living. Love is worth fighting for. Compassion and justice are not the same as kindness, but all are worth defending - even in the face of defeat. All things are temporary, and thus must be felt to their fullest but released without qualms.
There is no Death. There is only the Force.
He has only ever questioned his loyalty to the Order twice. Once, when he was younger, for a reason he does not like to think of. Once, because of Anakin.
Pending Approval: He has recently returned to Theredas after three years in the Deep Roads of Silesia, to help his former apprentice adapt to the loss of his dominant arm following a long-standing conflict.
Campaign 001.
It is tradition for members of the Temple of Dratho to play a part in royal weddings, either as escorts, honor guards, or simply esteemed guests. Though largely a symbolic gesture, representatives served as a sign that the Royal Family and their continued success was a part of Fate's great decree.
For the most part, Obi-Wan has no issues with the Newmonts and is fairly well-versed in their history. He has his own favorite monarch and everything. And he doesn't have anything particularly against inter-species unions. However he finds it difficult to understand why the youngest noble hadn't simply kept their paramour as a concubine. It screams of political suicide and the shortsightedness of youth.
Regardless, this, if anything is a sign that the Newmonts are following the path set for them by fate. For fate is hardly ever boring.

















