The lord of House Darry
Hugh Darry is a bear of a man. He stands 6’4" high, more than a head taller than most Novan men. His chest, shoulders, and limbs are broadened by slabs of hard muscle. Even at the age of 48, Lord Hugh stands straight and tall, and his vivid red hair has only just begun to gray.
Hugh’s face is broad and expressive, as easily open and smiling as darkened by a thunderous wrath. He has brilliant blue eyes and a nose that would be razor-straight but for having been broken one too many times.
Hugh has been lord of House Darry since he was twenty-seven. His time as lord has been wracked with orkish invasions. Six times Hugh has led armies against greenskin invasions that broke past Skullbreaker – at twenty-nine, at thirty-two (the invasion during which Valon Sarqhardt was nearly killed at Jonbri), at thirty-four (an invasion so great that Hugh’s army was joined by that of House Vaar), at thirty-eight, at forty-one, and at forty-three. At the age of thirty-six he even led an army into the Green Cape, burning several orkish settlements to the ground before bring forced back. The near-constant assault of the ork has defined not only Hugh’s rule as lord, but also the man himself. He is a legend in his own time, the warden of the south, the Greenslayer, a peerless general and doughty fighter whose axe splits orkish armies in two and whose battle cry makes greenskin bowels turn to water – at least in the stories.
The reality of Hugh Darry is more mundane. He is a fearsome general and knight, but the many exploits attributed to him reflect the high esteem of his people more than his martial prowess. For his own part, Hugh sees not his many victories but the fact that the orks keep coming. He is ruthlessly intelligent, and all too aware that the defense of the south depends upon him personally. It is Hugh’s legend that keeps his more fractious Houses in line, Hugh’s legend that keeps the levies steady in close combat with the greenskin, and Hugh’s legend that keeps his knights and nobles believing that they are winning the long war against the ork.
Hugh is possessed of deep feelings, and the weight of lordship weighs heavily on him. Hugh famously keeps his own counsel, and perhaps none but Lady Adeline know his innermost thoughts, but his advancing age cannot be lost on him – and Hugh Darry is not a man to let catastrophe find him idle.
Hugh’s arms are adamant, two battle axes sanguine in saltire. The crossed-axe charge is regularly displayed.