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Faraji Negash Berhanu

Name: Faraji Negash Berhanu
Age: 37
Race: galdori
Gender: male
Place of Origin:  Lower Nutmeg Hill, Thul Ka
Occupation: Assembly Councilor of Hluun, Member of the Brotherhood of the Crocus, Political Theorist

Bio: By the time Faraji Negash Berhanu was ten years old, he knew that politics was to be his profession. What he never expected was to be a member of the Assembly. As a small boy he followed elections and the changing fortunes of politicians the way that other children might have watched their favorite moa racers and kept track of them all in a small notebook.  Clipping from the various newspapers detailing the careers of particularly favored civic figures were annotated extensively, cross referenced, and cataloged with all the admirable thoroughness that would be expected of the scion of a merchant family.  In after years, be wrote letters to his prefered politicians, explaining to them in exacting and infuriating detail what they should be doing to properly advance their positions.  

Politics was not his only love, though it was his greatest, and his enthusiasm for literature and tales of the bizarre and fantastic was enormous. He read all manner of writing as a child and even tried his hand at composing his own stories, though to no great end. The life of a novelist was not, it seemed, to be his destiny. There was some slight promise with racquetball as a hobby, and though Faraji continues to play, mostly as a form of stress relief, it never took his mind far from politics.  

In his sixteenth year Faraji entered Thul’Amat to study political science and spent an engaging and stimulating nine years within the school, first as a student and then as a full Amati teaching political theory.  His academic life would be short-lived however for his deep and abiding love of politics would draw him away from pure theory and into the murky and confusing waters of practical politics. At first he only provided occasional consulting to politicians, helping them to shore up the theoretical and intellectual base of their arguments, but this morphed into more and more policy work until it became difficult for Faraji to seperate his academic work from his side consulting.  Three years after he won the coveted title of Amati he left the university to join the staff of Councilor Simret Worqnesh Tena of Hluun.

That same year, concerned that their son was too much a man of his work, Faraji’s parents arranged a marriage for him to the daughter of a prosperous merchant family. Louam Yodit Mehret, the arranged wife, was in something of a similar position to Faraji. She was dedicated to her work as a dye merchant and had little time and less inclination to pursue marriage.  In that sense the two were ideally suited. They had known each other since they were small and though there was nothing at all like love between them, they had no great objections to the marriage, especially if it would prevent further meddling from their respective families.  Years after, to further stem the meddling, the two produced a child which so far has kept the relatives mouths shut.

Faraji’s political career continued well and he rose high in the estimation of Simret Worqnesh Tena until he became her chief of staff. All matters that concerned the councilor were passed through him and he learned much of the ways and people of the Assembly. It was an open secret that Simret was grooming her chief of staff to eventually replace her, but a sudden ill turn of health necessitated that this happen considerably sooner than was planned. Appointed two years ago to fill Simret’s seat for the duration of her term, Faraji found himself in the unlikely place of serving on the Rules Committee where, if all goes well in the next election, he hopes to remain.   

Personality: In private and among his friends and family, Faraji is an amiable sort, talkative and engaging with free-flowing conversation and even wit. This friendly affability diminishes in professional setting where he becomes calculating, ruthless, and detached for he takes his profession seriously. He plays the game of politics for the game’s own sake first and for the good of his city a distant second.  This served him well when he was the chief of staff for Simret, but now that he is required to negotiate Assembly committees, this ruthlessness can be something of a public liability.

His habits of work are strong, perhaps too strong at times, for he devotes himself with such passion to his work that he seems to have time for little else. This is not an entirely accurate picture of him, but it is an image he willing cultivates for it gives him some leverage and respect.   

Finally, an accounting of Faraji’s personality would not be complete without reference to his temper.  He is famous for the fierceness, if not the shortness, of his temper and for the length to which he will go to quench its fires. Political revenge is certainly something he has done in the past and in this coming election season it seems likely that he will do so again.

Goals:  Faraji’s goals are many but chief among them is to win reelection to his seat in the Assembly and see the agenda of the Crocus carried out.  To this end he works tirelessly though erratically for his skills in campaigning pale in comparison to his skill in manipulating his way through the strange and baroque procedural rules of the Assembly.   

The revolution in Anaxas horrifies and fascinates him and he is trying to understand what has happened and why. Partly this is out of pure curiosity at a colossal failure of a political system, and partly out of a desire to prevent it from happening to Mugroba. To that end Faraji is working on compiling a commentary on the revolution and seeks out accounts from Anai refugees. His hope is to publish the book within a year.   

Physical:  Faraji is tall by the standards of galdori , and fairly slim, though good living and a love of coffee and wine have softened his frame somewhat. His features are sharp and clear though nothing beautiful. His eyes are of a deep indigo, which is about his only striking feature and one he shares with most of the members of his mother’s family.  His hair, which is worn in unattended coils, is of a deep golden color and usually covered by a turban or hat, for he rarely goes out without either.

He often dresses in bright green, for it is his favorite color, and his sashes, turbans, and other accessories tend to be of that color.  His love of green also extends to his sunglasses, which are a dark green.

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