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Jareth Thorne

Jareth Thorne

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Sergeant-Colours Jareth Thorne

Affiliation: Vulpine Concordat Species: Anthropomorphic Fox (Red Fox) Gender: Male Rank: Standard Bearer, 3rd Line Regiment "Brindle Sons" Age: 32

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World of Teravas Napoleonic Era

Sergeant-Colours Jareth Thorne

Affiliation: Vulpine Concordat Species: Anthropomorphic Fox (Red Fox) Gender: Male Rank: Standard Bearer, 3rd Line Regiment "Brindle Sons" Age: 32

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Sergeant-Colours Jareth Thorne is both a symbol and a sentinel—chosen not just for his skill in arms, but for his unflinching resolve beneath fire. As a Standard Bearer in the Vulpine Concordat, his duty is sacred: to carry and protect the regimental standard, the living emblem of the unit’s honor, history, and soul. Wherever the banner flies, so too marches the will of the Concordat.

Jareth earned the standard after rallying remnants of his company during the Retreat of Hollowfall, holding the line with a snapped pike and a torn sash while officers fell around him. Since then, he has become a battlefield fixture—his crimson-and-gold banner visible even in the thickest smoke, leading charges and anchoring retreats.

Though bound by discipline, Thorne is not devoid of personality. His brothers-in-arms speak of his dark wit, his habit of muttering old campaign hymns under his breath, and his meticulous ritual of folding and saluting the banner before every engagement, even if bullets fly.

Appearance:

Lean but muscular, built like a career soldier. His fur is weather-worn, russet paling from years of sun and powder smoke.

Wears a sharply pressed Concordat uniform: orange-red coat with silver piping, dark crossbelts, and a tall black shako adorned with regimental laurels and a blue cockade.

A long sabre hangs at his side, but he carries no musket. In both paws, the battle-standard: a pole of ironwood capped in silver, the flag itself stitched with battle honors, burn marks, and bloodstains from a dozen campaigns.

Wears a weatherproof banner-cape in foul weather, designed to protect the standard when marching in rain or sleet.

Personality:

Steadfast: Calm under pressure, Jareth is the eye in the hurricane. His presence calms green troops and stirs veteran courage.

Loyal: His allegiance to the Concordat is unshakable. To lose the banner is a fate worse than death.

Sardonic: Known for a dry, often morbid sense of humor that only comes out after nightfall or under fire.

Tradition-Bound: Follows rituals with almost religious devotion—especially concerning the treatment of the regimental colors.

Deeply Superstitious: Believes the banner holds the spirits of fallen comrades and often whispers to it in private.

Quirks:

Twitch-Ear Habit: One ear twitches when he’s agitated, despite his composed demeanor.

Smokes Birch-Leaf Curls: Only after battle. Says it “wakes the soul back up.”

Banner Blessing: Before each engagement, he traces a circle in the dirt with the banner’s pole—a personal blessing for protection.

Night Singer: Can be heard softly singing old marching songs when on sentry duty alone.

Notable Equipment:

The Standard of Brindle Sons: A banner woven of Concordat silk, reinforced at the hems with iron-thread. Decorated with embroidered campaign ribbons and a brass talon-shaped finial said to be forged from a slain hawk-drake’s beak.

Honor-Sabre of Carrath Hold: A sabre presented by General Velthar himself after Jareth saved the banner from capture during the Siege of Carrath Hold.

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