Nemo's Muses

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Fyoor

Name: Fyoor DeLa'rosa

Age: 105

Race: Elf

Heritage: First born son to High Commander DeLa'Rosa

Status: Captain of the Guard

Residence: Shi'Vella Shan Castle

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Relationships: Single

Appearance: Like his twin sister, his fiery hair is as noticeable as hers, just as wild and free. Depending on what he is doing it may be tied back or flowing freely. His eyes are a darker burgundy amber, reader and deeper then his siblings but just as fascinating. His tattoos on his neck at a quick glance showing his status as a Captain of the Guard but also as the honorable first born of the DeLa'Rosa siblings. At closer range the scars over his eyes are a notable feature and many rumors are spoken about it but none confirmed as truth.

Weapons of Choice: Twin swords are his specialty but like his sister can use all with deadly accuracy.

Personality: Though appearances they look much the same, the difference is their temperament. Fyoor is calm and more calculating, a sturdy mountain when his sister is a wildfire. He his loyal to his father and the men he commands, he is honorable like his father as well as compassionate. Some would think this a weakness but few wish to test that theory. He is one of the finest warriors in the High Eschellon's army second to his father only. When he is not commanding soldiers, he is seeking quiet in books and gardens, music and other peaceful pass-times. {What they are like as a person, how they come across, what drives them as a person}

Likes: reading, riding, music

Dislikes: dishonorable behavior, when his sister gets into trouble and he has to get her out of it,

Guilty Pleasure: sweet things, it is a big secret that only his family knows, is that he enjoys sweet treats.

History: Growing up as son to the High Commander is no easy task, Fyoor was pushed just as hard as Fyoor'ia was, however it was quickly noted who would take up their father's mantle some day. He wanted it, but Fyoor knew much of his peace would be forsaken. He would have been just as happy as a scholar of sorts but such dreams would have to be forgotten and abandoned.

He rose through the ranks, proving his worth and not given special favors. At a young age he was name Captain of the Guard and is well on his way to continuing his climb to further ranking within the High Eschellion's army.

 

[Igeekykitty]

Name: Viaria "Vi" for short

Position Of Power: Runner for the Grand Master

Age: 20

Race: Human

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Appearance: she is often wearing concealing bagging clothing, particularly hoods. She wears layers and often has here arms and legs covered even when wearing something that was supposed to leave them bare. typically only her face is seen beneath her hood. Dark hair has a sort of navy sheen to it, that clearly has grayed in tone and from beneath the hood one can see strands and clumps of white hair. Her eyes a soft slate grey that can become icy when she is angered. Otherwise she is a pale, slim figure standing at 5'3.

Weapons of Choice: none - refuses to fight now

Personality: she is quiet and cheery, typically all smiles. Helpful in nature she looked after the headquarters and the Grand Master himself so he can focus on the important missions and tasks assigned and less on maintaining the Chateau.

Likes: Quiet, non-violence, books and helping others, the Chateau, Grand Master

Dislikes: violence, nightmares, fighting, sudden loud noises, pain

History: She joined the Chateau when she was young, a pre-teen, quickly learning and becoming quiet the skilled agent at a young age. the Shadow Hand was her home her family that took her in, she would do anything for it and the Grand Master. Vi was one of the few that paid the price of loyalty and silence.

Caught on a mission that went array by a enemy, she was tortured for what felt like years but rather around 4-5 months. Her body and mind paid the price of her dedication. A broken agent that couldn't fight couldn't do anything useful, she chose to leave, but she had no where to go. The Grand Master offered her something else, to look after headquarters make it a home, and allow him to better focus on missions so such an even didn't occur again.

5 years later, Viaria she is improved outwardly; more smiles and cheer, but she uses them as a mask that any other agent would use to cover their face. She was having nightmares, screaming in her sleep, flashback still haunting her at any given moment. She wasn't alright, but she was okay...she didn't need any of the other agents pity, or comments behind her back. Very few really knew she was once of the Grand Master's best and brightest some years ago.

 

[Igeekykitty]

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