High Seneschal Zarym Varkozar
Zarym Varkozar is the embodiment of House Varkozar’s virtues—measured, meticulous, and unshakably poised. Born in 662 PBA, he rose through the ranks of Dranian civil service with unassuming tenacity, serving first as a royal archivist, then as a deputy chancellor during the last years of Wyvern Lord Deragon III. His rise to the position of High Seneschal of the Roost was not due to flamboyant oratory or political scheming, but to decades of quiet efficiency and judicial brilliance. Zarym is known to speak rarely in court, but when he does, silence falls; his voice carries the weight of law and memory.
As High Seneschal, Zarym serves as Speaker of the Elector Chamber and the High Council of Scales, where he is respected across factions for his fairness and unshakable command of precedent. While not aligned with reformists or reactionaries, he often acts as a moderating force between them, preventing deadlocks and guiding procedural reforms with subtlety. He is a master of “measured change,” nudging institutions forward without threatening their foundation. Though he is far removed from the realm’s battlefronts, his influence is arguably more enduring than any general’s.
Zarym's most formidable quality is his memory. He can quote decrees issued three generations past, recall obscure noble bloodlines from the Age of Ash, and identify the exact clause that sunk a bill ten years ago. His chambers in the Roost are filled with personal archives, annotated volumes, and correspondences, meticulously ordered and cross-referenced. Despite his advanced age—now in his early sixties—he shows no signs of stepping down, and many believe no one dares suggest succession while he still draws breath and holds his gavel.
Outside of court, Zarym is an enigma. He walks the streets of Dragness at twilight, always accompanied by a single aide, and visits forgotten shrines and civic halls as part of a private tradition. Some whisper that he communes with spirits of past Seneschals; others claim he simply prefers to listen to the pulse of the city he serves. Whatever the truth, Zarym Varkozar is both a guardian of order and a living relic of a political age slowly passing—but not, it seems, without his consent.
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