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 ✩ ( ( Corvus Amos Silva▃▃▃
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▃▃▃▃ Honorable tab Fierce tab Warrior
▃▃▃▃ Compassionate tab Intelligent tab Observant
▃▃▃▃▃✩ ABILITIES ; Extensive Supernatural Knowledge; The Silva family is the leading authority on all things supernatural. If anyone needed answers to mysterious questions, they would seek out the Silvas. As such, that precious knowledge, gathering over the centuries by generations of hunters was passed on to him and the rest of his family to ensure their survival and the destruction of all that is evil in the world. Having studied nearly every day since he was a child, the knowledge needed to save his life and the lives of others in engrained in his mind. His ‘mind’s library’ is vast and filled with anything he could ever need to help him defeat the vilest creatures the world has to offer.
Master of Combat; Like the knowledge that was fed to him daily from his earliest days as child, combat was also a part of his daily regimen. Swordsmanship, knife work, physical combat, his plethora of skills with any manner of weapons is near limitless. Corvus is a man that you never wish to meet in a dark alley or even in the light of day. To cross him to so greet death itself and he has doled out more than a few death sentences since becoming a Professional Hunter for his family’s legacy.
Elemental Control over Fire; Unlike most humans, the Silva family line is blessed with the ancient knowledge of Elemental Control. While control over fire is a very rare ability, and highly dangerous – as Corvus learned from a young age – he found that he could wield the element rather well, even at a young age. While summoning fire is very difficult, if placed under the right circumstance, it can be done. However, it is easiest to manipulate fire that is already present; be it a candle, a torch, a fireplace, a bonfire. Corvus can bend the element to his will and use it to his advantage against anyone who dares to face him in combat. .
▃▃▃▃▃✩ BACKGROUND ; Raised on stories of the supernatural, of the things that haunted the nightmares of even the most steel hearted of men, Corvus always knew that his destiny was to fight and vanquish that evil and work to make the world a better place. The Vampire King, Viktor Drăgoi of Valemont was the very embodiment of evil in the world. Throughout his youth, Corvus trained tirelessly with one goal in his heart; to vanquish the Vampire King.
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 ✩ ( ( Corvus Amos SIlva▃▃▃
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▃▃▃▃ HONORABLE
Like knights of old, Corvus sees himself as a defender of the world and as such, he takes his profession very seriously. While he might have to resort to dastardly tricks to take down an evil foe, he is never nefarious in nature.
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▃▃▃▃ FIERCE
Once he has a goal in mind, Corvus will do everything he can to achieve it. In battle he is akin to a berserker. Heavens help the man, woman, vampire, etc. that meets this man in battle.
▃▃▃▃ WARRIOR
Corvus trains every day to keep his skills sharp and on point. He makes it a point to rotate the types of weapons and styles he practices ensuring that he is always prepared. His mentality is that of a warrior; A warriors should suffer their pain silently. The warrior’s intentions should be simply to grasp his sword and to die.
▃▃▃▃ COMPASSIONATE
Everyone is fighting their own battle in life – some literal and some metaphorical. Corvus never assumes that anyone’s struggle in life is any easier or harder than his own. When he can, he shows compassion to those who need or deserve it.
▃▃▃▃ INTELLIGENT
The grand libraries of the Silva family offer some of the most desired and cherished knowledge in the world. Even tomes of ‘lost knowledge’ are housed in their library, which is knowledge that Corvus uses to his advantage. He is always reading and seeking out new knowledge to help him in his quest to make the world a better place.
▃▃▃▃ OBSERVANT
Everything is in the details. In his line of work, Corvus has found that no detail is wasted, especially whilst hunting. As a famous man once said, “There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact.” Therefore, Corvus uses the utmost caution and observes from afar – only fools rushed into unknown situations and Corvus was no fool. His observant nature has saved his skin more than once.
▃▃▃▃▃✩ ABILITIES ;
✩ Extensive Supernatural Knowledge; The Silva family is the leading authority on all things supernatural. If anyone ever needs answers to mysterious questions, they seek out the Silvas. As such, that precious knowledge, gathering over the centuries by generations of hunters has been passed on to him and the rest of his family to ensure their survival and the destruction of all that is evil in the world. Having studied nearly every day since he was a child, the knowledge needed to save his life and the lives of others in engrained in his mind. His ‘mind’s library’, where he stores all his acquired knowledge, is vast and filled with anything he could ever need to help him defeat the vilest creatures the world has to offer.
✩ Master of Combat; Like the knowledge that was fed to him daily from his earliest days as child, combat was also a part of his daily regimen. Swordsmanship, knife work, physical combat, his plethora of skills with any manner of weapons is near limitless. Corvus is a man that you never wish to meet in a dark alley or even in the light of day. To cross him to so greet death itself and he has doled out more than a few death sentences since becoming a Professional Hunter for his family’s legacy.
✩ Elemental Control over Fire; Unlike most humans, the Silva family line is blessed with the ancient knowledge of Elemental Control. While control over fire is a very rare ability, and highly dangerous – as Corvus learned from a young age – he found that he could wield the element rather well given practice, patience and dedication to the craft. While summoning fire is very difficult, if placed under the right circumstance, it can be done. However, it is easiest to manipulate fire that is already present; be it a candle, a torch, a fireplace, a bonfire. Corvus can bend the element to his will and use it to his advantage against anyone who dares to face him in combat.
▃▃▃▃▃✩ BACKGROUND ; Raised on stories of the supernatural, of the things that haunted the nightmares of even the most steel hearted of men, Corvus always knew that his destiny was to fight and vanquish that evil and to make the world a better place. The Vampire King, Viktor Drăgoi of Valemont was the living embodiment of evil in the world. Throughout his youth, Corvus trained tirelessly with one goal in his heart; to vanquish the Vampire King.
There are some battles, some experiences that you never speak of to another living soul – the battle with Viktor Drăgoi is one of those things. While everyone wished to know how the Vampire King had been overthrown and killed, it is something that Corvus just won’t talk about. Not with anyone. The fight had been the hardest he’d ever fought in all his years as a hunter and to this day it remains an experience that still haunts him. It had been a literal fight for his life and in the end, he’d nearly perished in the fray. Despite the blame that everyone now places at his feet due to the circumstanced of Viktor’s curse, Corvus refuses to reveal what happened during that fight; not even to defend his family name…
Now, years after vanquishing a great evil from the world, Corvus turns his attention to the two Princes’ whose existence had been hidden from him at the time of his battle with Viktor. While some might say that not all vampires are evil incarnate, in Corvus’s extensive experience, he can attest otherwise. Despite his doubts, he plans on returning to Valemont to will meet with these Princes and see how ‘good’ they really are; and if they fail to meet his expectations, heaven help them…
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✩ Star Gazing on clear nights; he often does his best thinking while alone, star gazing on quiet nights when he can’t sleep.
✩ Snow; while he might loath the col, snow has its own pleasure and nostalgia for him. Snow covered forests are his favorite scenes.
✩ Tea; A hot cup of tea and a good book on a rainy day is an activity that he will rarely indulge in unless he is alone and at home where no one can see (he will never admit it to anyone).
✩ Chocolate; A rare treat that he will indulge in if offered, although he’ll act like he isn’t interested in the least.
✩ Animals; Unlike humans, animals are true to their nature and never disappoint as far as he is concerned. His horse can always be counted upon to get him through to his destinations and his dogs will always protect him. Cats….are a grey area. They are pleasant to be around but act aloof far too much of the time. Not to mention they are said to be the spies for demons. So, he’ll stick with his horse and dogs.
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✩ Soggy clothes; Corvus travels very often and more times than not will get caught in nasty weather. Soggy clothes can lead to sickness, which leads to weakness. Not to mention its just plain uncomfortable.
✩ Alcohol; Not only does it dull the senses; his enemies have tried to poison his wine more than once, so he sticks to water and tea.
✩ Arrogance; Through his line of work he’s had to deal with more than one pompous p***k that needed to be put in his or her place. Arrogance is often confused for confidence but when challenging him, he soon proves to them what the difference is.
✩ Religion; He has seen enough evidence to believe in a higher power, but he is convinced that God just doesn't give a ******** about his 'children'. So, what is the point in worshipping such a God?
✩ Stupid Questions; If the answer is obvious then don’t ask the question. Period.
✩ Repeating Himself; If you weren’t paying attention the first time, then too ******** bad.
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✩ Corvus enjoys dancing on occasion – when there are no witnesses.
✩ Wishes for the quiet life but knows it will never happen for him.
✩ Fighting Music
✩ Sinking in the Darkness of My Soul
✩ The Glory
▃▃▃▃▃✩ RELATIONS ; ✩ Viktor Drăgoi ; Arch Nemesis [it’s complicated]
✩ [TBD] ; Love Interest
✩ [TBD] ; Best Friend .
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 ✩ ( ( KASSIUS EROS SILVA DRĂGOI▃▃▃
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▃▃▃▃ CHARISMATIC
That charming smile, that sparkle in his eye. Over his long life, Kas has learned that sometimes force doesn't solve everything. A smile and a charming word can go a long way toward changing someone's mind. If not? Well he can always use his fists.
▃▃▃▃ FIERCE
Kas has one goal in mind and he will do everything he can to achieve it. Anything. His people are what matters to him and their safety and welfare are the most important things in the world. To gain their right to live in peace, he'll do anything...
▃▃▃▃ WARRIOR
Kassius is one of the deadliest warriors you will ever meet. As a former hunter and an immortal vampire, he has had over six hundred years to sharpen his skills and learn every piece of combat that he could. He always makes it a point to rotate the types of weapons and styles he uses to ensure that he is always prepared for anything. In battle he is a ghost, a lethal assassin that can kill with a wave of his hand.
▃▃▃▃ CALCULATING
There is a use for everyone and everything. Any scrap of information, any rumor or whisper can be used for some benefit. Kassius will take seemingly useless information and turn it into gold to benefit him, his people and his ultimate goal. While it might seem that Kassius lives a carefree immortal life, the wheels in his head are always turning...
▃▃▃▃ INTELLIGENT
Kassius has a deep thirst for knowledge. Even back when he was a mere mortal, he could be found reading books well into the night. Now, as an immortal, he has a wealth of knowledge for the ages. Within Kassius's head lies ancient, lost knowledge that few on the planet know. If you ever need anything from Kassius, offer him a rare book and maybe he'll grant you a favor.
▃▃▃▃ LOYAL
Kassius is loyal to the end. His clan is his family and he will never abandon them, no matter what. Kassius knows what it's like to be betrayed by those he loves and trusts and he never wants his people to experience that pain. Once you gain Kassius's loyalty, its for life.
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✩ Extensive Supernatural Knowledge; Before he was turned, Kassius was a member of the prestigious Silva family. The Silva family are the best hunters in the world. Their knowledge is priceless and Kassius remembers everything from his extensive training. However, after being turned Kassius gave up his hunter ways and embraced the life of a Supernatural. Not only does Kas have hunter knowledge and experience but first hand Supernatural experience as well. Kas uses his knowledge for the benefit of his people and does anything in his power to ensure their safety and survival.
✩ Master of Combat; Like the knowledge that was fed to him daily from his earliest days as a child, combat was also a part of his daily regimen. Swordsmanship, knife work, physical combat, his plethora of skills with any manner of weapons is near limitless. To cross Kas in battle is to greet death itself and he has doled out more than a few thousand death sentences over his six hundred and thirty three years of life.
✩ Elemental Control over Thunder/Lightning; Unlike most humans, the Silva family line is blessed with the ancient knowledge of Elemental Control. While control over thunder/lightning is a very rare ability, and highly dangerous Kassius found that after he was turned by Viktor, his powers over the element only increased and thus his power and lethal grace as a hunter and predator only grew. Over the countless decades, Kassius has learned to wield the element to perfection. He rarely uses it unless in a dire situation and if needed, his lightning will shower around him in a defensive curtain if he is ever attacked off guard, i.e. a defense mechanism.
✩ Rapid Healing; While Kassius might be able to heal his wounds faster than the average vampire - thanks to Viktor's potent bloodline - Kassius still needs time to heal and his skin bears dozens of scars from various battles; both from his mortal and immortal time on Earth. Kassius is not immortal, he can still be killed, just like any vampire, he's just harder to kill than most.
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Mortal Life:
As a descendant of the Silva Family, his family legacy of being the best of the best when it came to hunting down supernaturals - evil and non - was not lost on him. Kassius took up his family mantel with pride and he was good at what he did. So good that when he went to meet Viktor in battle, the Vampire King took a liking to him. After several duels that ended in ‘draws’, for lack of a better word, Viktor turned Kassius, changing him into the very thing he hunted. At first, Kassius didn't take too kindly to the change, his pride as a Silva was very strong. But as the years slipped by, he grew to appreciate his new found immortality and family. Eventually, Kassius cast aside his Silva family name and officially became a Dragoi, and Viktor’s heir to the throne.
Immortal Life:
Kassius, embracing his life as a supernatural found himself surrounded by all manner of beings that he would have once killed. Seeing that these beings, these people were just like humans only born different, he began to appreciate them on a whole different level. As such, Kassius eventually met Vincent Oakwood, a white witch that charmed Kassius to no end and eventually won his heart. The two fell deeply in love with one another and often slipped away to be alone, Kassius’s father none the wiser.
But all good things come to an end and eventually Viktor discovered the two lovers together. Viktor’s prejudice against witches was so great that despite his son’s love for the witch, Viktor ordered Vincent burned at the stake in the central courtyard of the castle. Kassius, who loved Vincent with all of his being, fought tooth and nail to save Vincent, to get to him before the fire could, but he wasn't strong enough. Instead, Kassius was forced to watch as his beloved was turned to ash right in front of his eyes.
Vincent’s murder created a huge divide within Kassius and Vincent’s relationship, a wound so deep that it would never heal, it could only fester and rot. Kassius, consumed by his grief, knew that he wouldn't be strong enough to physically kill Viktor, thus, he left Valemont altogether, leaving his heart and family behind with Vincent’s ash.
As the years passed, Kassius began gathering other wayward supernaturals who were outcasts, orphans, runaways or otherwise. Over time, he developed a gang of sorts, then a clan and eventually enough people to create a small settlement of their own. For decades, centuries they traveled like nomads, going from place to place, never settling down. But as their numbers continued to grow, it was decided that it would be best to create a settlement of their own. Eventually, everyone settled into a remote forest area where they were mostly ‘out of sight, out of mind’ of humans. Occasionally the wayward human would wander into their territory, never to be heard from again. This of course, over time, began to draw the attention of local towns. ‘The haunted oak woods’ were nothing for the weak hearted to traverse through…
As would be expected, hunters eventually figured out what was really going on and launched attacks upon the peaceful settlement. Kassius and his right hand, fought alongside any able bodied warrior in their clan to fight off the hunters but there were many casualties. Despite the devastation of the attacks, it was firmly believed that their settlement was theirs, their home, and thus they wouldn't abandon it. Instead, they fortified their defenses, their guard and their barriers. Kassius decided that it would be best to hunt the hunters and take them out before they could even think of getting close to the settlement...This was a very effective defense.
But Kassius knew that the little settlement could only last for so long. No, if Supernaturals wanted to live freely and in peace, then they needed to have a Kingdom of their own. A place where humans - aside from blood slaves - were not allowed to reside, a place where Supernaturals could live on their own terms, just like humans. Thus came Kassius’s realization…there was a place, and as the Heir to the Throne, he would one day have the perfect opportunity to create a permanent, safe home for all of his people and more. Valemont.
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✩ Star Gazing; Kassius used to love watching the sunrise/sunset but seeing as how that's not a good idea for a vampire, he now stargazes instead. He enjoys looking at all the constellations and watching shooting stars the most. If he has someone to cuddle with as well, win-win.
✩ Fall; It's one of the more beautiful and milder seasons. While it does lead into Winter, which is the harshest season for his clan to weather through, Kassius always finds time to enjoy the beauty of fall when it comes around.
✩ Hot Chocolate; A hot cup of cocoa and a good book on a rainy day is an activity that always indulge in if given the chance. Books are one of his guilty pleasures, and hot cocoa a very rare treat.
✩ Luxury Items in General; While living with Viktor, Kassius became accustomed to a certain way of life and since leaving Viktor's Kingdom, Kassius has strived towards achieving that comfortable living again. It's taken time, but he's reached a way of life that pleased him.
✩ Hot Bubble Baths; Who doesn't love a nice hot bubble bath? Kassius has a certain someone that he prefers to take baths with, but he is always up for a solo soak if the opportunity presents itself to him. Kas is not above using bath oils or scented soaps, he liked feeling clean and pampered.
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✩ Being Dirty; Life as a nomad was very tough on Kassius. He hates dirty clothes, bodies and hair. If he can avoid going back to that type of lifestyle, he will.
✩ Waste; Everything is precious in some way. He hates it when people waste food, materials, etc. If he can, he will repurpose things within his settlement to ensure that nothing goes to waste.
✩ Pompous Behavior; There's nothing worse than a cocky SOB that doesn't know his place.
✩ Human Religion; In his opinion, religion subjugates it’s followers and prevents people/supernaturals from reaching their own potential. He much prefers the wiccan views on life, energy and the universe.
✩ Prejudice Against Supernaturals; Hating someone just because they were born a witch, werewolf or otherwise is just ignorant thinking.
✩ Repeating Himself;
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✩ Secretly hopes that there is some sort of afterlife so that he can be with those that he loves and cherishes the most after death.
✩ To this day, Kassius is still plagued with nightmares of Vincent burning at the stake. However, as of late, the person that he now sees tied to the pyre isn't Vincent, but his current soulmate.
✩ Kassius is a sucker for cuddling with his lover. He adores physical affection and craves it constantly.
✩ At one time Kassius has a sort of harem situation going on, but that all changed after he fell in love with his soul mate and realized that he loved Kas back. Now Kassius only has eyes for one man.
▃▃▃▃▃✩ RELATIONS ; ✩ Viktor Drăgoi ; Father & Arch Nemesis [it’s complicated]
✩ Solis Astafei ; Old Friend from his time at Viktor's
✩ [ Classified ] ; Soul Mate/Love of his Life
✩ Vincent Oakwood ; Former Love [ now deceased ] .
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 (< --- edit this image) ✩ ( ( Arsenios Kallius▃▃▃
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▃▃▃▃ LAID BACK
Unless he's in the heat of battle, Arsen is pretty laid back in his day to day life. He can be found lounging almost anywhere when he gets the chance, even if he's on duty.
▃▃▃▃ LEVEL HEADED
Arsen doesn't sweat the small stuff. He doesn't worry about things he cant control and therefore his stress level is very low. It takes a lot to get him worked up.
▃▃▃▃ OPTIMIST
There's a bright side to everything. Even if he has to go digging through the blood and dirt to find it, Arsen will find some way to look at any situation with optimism.
▃▃▃▃ PROCRASTINATOR
If you need something done right away, Arsen is NOT the guy for the job. He will drag his feet, and his a**, when given a task and likely find some way to pass it off to someone else more capable - or willing to do it - or wait until the very last moment to get the task done.
▃▃▃▃ REALIST
Arsen is one to easily accept his situation or circumstances and deal with them accordingly. He doesn't hold out false hopes and he doesn't conjure things to worry about. He likes to live in the moment and to it's fullest if possible, even if that means just spending a day napping on a rainy day.
▃▃▃▃ HE CAN BE BOUGHT
Arsen is a realist - he knows that nothing lasts, that loyalties change and that Kingdoms rise and fall everyday. His services are open to the highest bidder. However, once he signs a contract, he will work the full duration until the end - as long as he'd been paid in full - before moving on to the next customer.
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✩ Strength - Although he might be a human, Arden has worked hard to hone his natural strengths to the best of his ability. He might be a lazy S.O.B., but he can hold his own, even against Supernaturals.
✩ Agility - You wont see him coming and you wont believe the ways he can move. Being a human in a Supernaturals world has forced him to adapt and come up with moves and maneuvers that others wouldn't believe.
✩ Natural 'Talents' - Whether its in the bedroom or on the battlefield, Arsen is a 'natural' at almost anything he does or tries. He doesn't know what it is or why, but he just goes with it and accepts his 'natural abilities' as a God given talent..
▃▃▃▃▃✩ BACKGROUND ; There isn't much to say about Arsen. He likes to think of himself more of a lover than a fighter, but he has to keep his belly full somehow, hence his profession. However, he likes to travel and go from place to place. He grew up in Greece, among the beautiful islands and crystalline waters. But as he grew, his thirst for new experiences led him into his current occupation and thus afforded him the opportunity to travel, meet to new people, try new cuisine and learn new languages.
Arsen doesn't stay in one place for too long - he'll remain for as long as his contract stipulates and then, unless he's given a good offer to stay, he'll move on to bigger and better things. Arsen has been known to break more than a few hearts in his day so watch out....
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✩ Naps
✩ Good Food
✩ Good Company
✩ A variety of bed mates
✩ Gold/Money.
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✩ Pushy People
✩ Arrogance
✩ Prudes
✩ Getting up early
✩ Sour Foods.
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✩ His name means 'Virile Beauty' in Greek. Arsenios meaning "virile", & Kallias meaning "beauty."
✩ He's been involved in more than a few orgies in his day.
✩ His nickname back home is 'Kardiakó Palmó' or 'Heart Breaker'
✩ He is fluent in half a dozen languages and capable of understanding a dozen more. Despite his brutish look, he is not to be underestimated, a.k.a. watch what you say around him.
▃▃▃▃▃✩ RELATIONS ; ✩ Atticus Fawn-Dragoi ; The one he's currently guarding with his life
✩ TBD ; His current bed-mate
✩ TBD ; His current arch nemesis
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDAMIEN DE'VALAER
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XXXXXXXXXPALADIN OF ESQON
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PHYSICAL
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Full Name: Damien De'Valaer
Hails from: The Kingdom of Esqon
Age: 25
Height: 6'2"
Build: Muscular/Athletic
Skin Color: Caramel/Naturally Sun Kissed
Eye Color Golden Brown
Hair Style and Color: Shoulder length, golden blond
Identifying Marks: Four Golden Points on his Forehead - he also has several other golden tattoos on his caramel skin. Damien has half a dozen scars on various parts of his body, all results from his dragon taming.
Physical Health: Damien is in his prime. Aside from some seasonal allergies - pollen is the devil - he doesn't have any common ailments to speak of. [Unbeknownst to him, he occasionally snores in his sleep, but even if you tell him he won't believe you.]
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Personality:
Confident; Damien, knows his way around the Royal Courts as well as the common people. He learned very quickly over the years that a charming smile can go a long way toward getting people to like and accept you, so naturally he is very social and talkative to everyone he meets.
Kind to All: Unlike many, Damien sees Dragons as highly intelligent, loving beings. Yes, there are a few bad apples in the bunch, but any animal, human or otherwise, can develop those nasty traits. Damiel learned very early on as a dragon tamer that kindness is key to winning trust - not just with Dragons but with all species. He hates people that abuse animals, especially dragons and will voice his opinion loudly when needed.
Pleasures:
- Sweet Treats
- Sleeping In
- Hot Baths
- Fine Clothes
- New Experiences
- Star Gazing
Dislikes:
- Arrogant People
- Sour Foods
- Abuse of any kind
- Colder Climates
Political / Religious Opinions: Damien is a big supporter of Matriarchs. Given how his beloved mother runs her Kingdom, Damien knows first hand how a Kingdom can flourish under a woman's watchful, thoughtful and caring eye. It's not that he believes men aren't capable of ruling, he just downs believe that they will do so with as much care. Given how greedy men can be in general, he trusts women more than his own sex and supports The Empress, despite her impressionable age.
As for the Swami, he has mixed feelings about how they operate and do things, especially in regards to the Seekers. Damien doesn't understand why a Seeker is seen more as an outcast than someone with magical potential. Then again, he's never really interacted with the Swami or the Seekers so his opinions on them are only half formed.
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2019 9:42 am
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“Come along Eros, we’re late already thanks to your shenanigans…” Damien teased, only slightly irritated with his four-legged scaled companion’s endless curiosity. The large castle was full of rooms that Eros kept poking his head into, wanting to see what was inside. If Damien had all day he would have allowed Eros’s curiosities, but they were here on business and he had the distinct feeling that he would be the last to arrive and that was never a good first impression. Hearing Eros’s low rumble of chatter, Damien chuckled. “Yes, I know that, but you promised to behave…” Luckily, Eros grumbled but followed along.
Meanwhile, Rin laid upon his shoulder, her tail wrapped around his neck securely to keep her balance. She watched everything from her perch, Damien’s golden hair providing a bit of cover for her spying as they walked through the vast halls of the Castle. As a Prince he was used to such grandness, but even still, this monstrous building as a bit much. In the end, Damien had to ask three different people for directions to the courtyard - none of which were willing to escort him given his present company. Damien didn't blame them, Eros was intimidating, even for his size. However, that didn't stop Eros’s pride from being bruised. “Don't you worry, Eros, they don't know what they're missing. You are a wonderful friend and companion.” Damien said affectionately, caressing Eros’s large, scaled head. At that, Rin chirped up as well, wanting her own praise. “You as well, Rin. How can I travel without you?” He asked, giving her a little kiss, at which she purred in appreciation.
Eventually the trio stepped into the lush courtyard, a few of the servants and posted guards taking steps back and away from them as they entered. Damien was used to this reaction - Dragons were wild animals after all. While some were easily tamed, others were highly unpredictable at best. Damien could only imagine how everyone would have reacted if he’d actually made an aerial entrance…
“My apologies for my late arrival, everyone. We got a bit turned around in the vast halls of the castle.” That was only half of it, but he wasn't going to blame Eros for his curiosity -Nno, that would be very rude, even if it was true. Seeing two other men, whom he could only assume were his fellow paladins, as well as the Swami and one Seeker, he had to wonder if he was the last to arrive. Noticing the horses, Damien entered the courtyard slowly, knowing the beasts would likely be spooked by Eros’s mere presence - he was a predator after all.
“Am I the last to arrive?" He absolutely hated having to ask that question but it was a valid one. It was clear that he'd missed the introductions and the other two men looked impatient to be off on their journey. Sighing a little bit, Damien signalled for Eros to stay back as he approached the Swami. "I apologise again for being late, I'm Damien De'Valaer from Esqon. Can one of you instruct me as to what the current plan is?" Damien asked with a warm, charming smile. He didn't want to assume anything so he wouldn't, it was always better to ask.
Rin chirped low on his shoulder, her nostrils flaring as she sniffed the air curiously whilst keeping 'hidden' under his locks of hair. Damien's clothes were clearly made of fine, rich materials and his fineries were eye catching to say the least. This wasn't him intentionally showing off, it was just what he was used to wearing. His bags, held back at the Inn he was staying at, held more reasonable travel garments. Damien had mainly dressed in this way due to receiving an invitation to the Empresses Castle. Had he known they'd be saddling up and heading straight out he would have dressed more sensibly - and brought his belongings. Admittedly, he felt a bit like a fool, but regardless of this inner feeling, Damien didn't let the emotion show on his face.
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2019 10:59 am
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Arsen didn't believe the King for a moment - he’d known damn well that he’d slipped off alone. But no matter...Taking his drink from the bar, he sipped the liquid and sighed happily. There was nothing like a nice drink after a long day. Arching a brow at the question he smirked a little bit. “I thought you were a bit stiff, but otherwise you did well, Your Highness.” Arsen wasn't a kiss a**. Nope, he got paid to guard Atticus’s Royal a**, not kiss it, so he was always honest with his answers. Yeah, it got him into trouble more times than not, but that wasn't enough of a reason for him to change.
Chuckling, he grinned at Atticus’s confession of getting drunk the night before. “Ha! A Royal that knows how to have a good time. I like that…” Arsen said with a thoughtful, appreciative gleam in his eye as he sipped his own drink a bit more. The refreshing conversation was soon cut short as an actual kiss a** approached, offering Atticus a fresh drink and a charming smile. Having been around Nobles for a number of years, Arsen could pick out the brown nosers, those who would do anything to gain favor, and this guy reeked of arrogance and ambition. Why the man didn't think to actually bow to the King to show his respect was a mystery...
Arsen wasn't offended that the blond completely ignored his very obvious presence - he was over six feet tall and built like a brick wall after all - but Atticus seemed uneasy with the very forward vampire. Seeing the King place the offered wine aside and ask for his original glass to be refilled, Arsen couldn't help but grin behind the rim of his own cup. ’Nice try, buddy…’ He thought with amusement.
While Edgar and Atticus toasted and exchanged rather short pleasantries - it seemed the King wasn't in the mood for whatever the vampire had to say, given his polite dismissal of the man, Arsenios just enjoyed the festivities and his drink. When the King turned his attention toward him again, he smirked a little bit. “Delicious, Your Highness, some of the best Ive had in awhile actually.” Not very surprising, since this was a Royal Function. “Hows that wine treating you?” The King had already had two full glasses and given his smaller frame, Arsen had to wonder how high his tolerance was…
Edgar didn’t miss the subtle shift the king made toward his guard, moving closer to his protector, but he paid the hulking man no heed. He had no interest in petty guards, no matter what a well sculpted example of perfect masculinity he may be. Tipping his head in a silent greeting, Edgar humored the man with a smile before focusing on the young king with avid attention. He only smiled wider as Atticus set down the cup of wine in favor of refilling his current glass.
Curious.
At the mention of not knowing who he was, Edgar’s eyes went wide, a look of shock crossing his face. ”Oh, my apologies, how rude of me.” Without hesitation he swept into an elegant, well practiced bow. ”Edgar Boland, at your service.” Rising easily, he leaned against the nearby counter, making himself comfortable. ”And I wouldn’t go so far as to say Viktor and I were friends, but I did know him rather well. But then, all you had to do was go hunting with him once to know everything you needed to about him. Now my Master, he and King Viktor go very far back. He’s-” Edgar broke off, looking around the crowd searchingly, before frowning. ”Well, he’s somewhere. I know he’ll be about to introduce himself soon. He’s not one to be remiss of an important introduction, unlike myself.”
Sipping at his wine, the vampire watched the small interlude between the king and the guard, curiosity burning in his eyes. “Are you really drinking mead? One of the things that I always looked forward to in Valemont is a decent glass of wine. Viktor and Isaac have indisputable tastes and a deep cellar, if my memory serves....”
Oddly enough, the young king almost seemed… dismissive towards him, rather intent on continuing with his evening, rather than make new friends of the distant nobles that rarely had an excuse to visit Valemont. You’d think he’d be grasping at the opportunity to win over as many powerful vampires as possible. Clearly he was still new to the political intricacies of his new office. Edgar looked Atticus over again, this time with an appraising eye. “One thing I’m looking forward to is a King that actually has a sense for fashion! I must say, who is your tailor? Because his talent is clearly unmatched. To create such a regal masterpiece that enhances your handsome features to such an extent is extraordinary. And in such a short time too. I heard your coronation was rather… sudden, and a quick tailor is worth his weight in gold.”
At least Arsenios didn’t judge Atticus for his nice evening with Guy. The petite vampire wasn’t interested in pursuing a conversation with this new a** kisser and was trying to invent an excuse to get away while Edgar spoke. Thankfully that little b*****d actually bowed and Atticus turned his nose up slightly, glaring down at him with disdain but didn’t dismiss him completely. He now had a name...yet there was a way how the noble addressed Viktor that stuck out to the king -- perhaps they weren’t on the best of terms. It wouldn’t surprise him in the slightest.
“A pleasure to meet you, mister Boland. I look forward to meeting your master whenever you find him. I enjoy meeting Viktor’s old friends.” Atticus’ smile was tight but he knew better than to just walk away. Part of him wanted to figure out who this vampire truly was and why he had never heard of him before...aaand the other bit was that if he was busy speaking to Edgar, others wouldn’t bother him.
“It’s tasty and exactly what I needed, Arsen~ You should try some of the food too.” He looked up at Arsenios when he was called out for drinking mead from the noble then scoffed. “The wine is truly a marvel to behold. Viktor had a hoarding problem when it came to his favorite drink and I have yet to locate that rumored hidden stash of his.” Talking about wine, he certainly needed to stop drinking so much of his own because his head was beginning to feel dizzy. Atticus nursed his glass, being mindful to not get roaring drunk until possibly later when there weren’t so many prying noble eyes watching his every move.
Ohh something not boring! Atticus actually perked up when Edgar complimented his outfit, a smile appearing on his pretty features. “Honestly, this was a gift from my dear friend. It really worked in a pinch...umm...I think he was saving it for my birthday but we were in a bit of a pickle before the coronation began. I will let him know that you appreciate his taste, mister Boland.” He wasn’t going to name drop Guy out of fear that the alchemist would drop kick his face.
“Sometimes I want to dress up Arsenios but he still hasn’t let me.” Atticus pouted playfully up at his handsome bodyguard then gave him a grin.
Arsenios could only watch as Edgar and Atticus chatted back and forth. Granted, Atticus seemed less than impressed, or amused, with the vampire, but still, they kept up the cordial chatter nonetheless while he enjoyed his free drink. When Edgar directed his attention at him and questioned his drink of choice, Arsenios looked at the vampire, with a deadpan expression and simply answered, ”Yes.” Before taking another gulp of his drink, maintaining his unamused eye contact with the man to make a point.
Sighing a bit, Arsen looked around the ballroom, keeping a general eye on things. There were many nobles who stood at the outskirts of the conversation, casually straining their ears to hear what was being said. Eavesdroppers were just as bad as kiss asses and brown nosers in Arsenios’s book. Court life was so predictable and toxic - he hated it.
Looking back at Atticus, Arsen smirked and arched a brow at his comment about wanting to ‘dress him up’. “You are the only person I have ever met that wants to cover up this glorious body of mine with more layers of fabric.” He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. First time for everything, he supposed…
”Perhaps if you refrain from ditching me, intentionally or otherwise, I’ll grant your wish, Your Highness…” A little incentive could go a long way when someone really wanted something. Then again, Atticus could always just give him a Royal Order and then he wouldn't have a choice but to obey him. Weren’t contracts fun?
Listening to the small banter of the two, Edgar sipped at his wine, a small smile alighting his fine features. Reappraising the guard, he nodded appreciatively at their… light joking? Per se. He wasn’t quite sure of their standard rapport to know, but he could assume given neither seemed to take offence. “If you were to ask me, a man like you should be regularly dressed down, and not from a tongue lashing. I find too many layers to be…. stifleing.”
When King Atticus addressed him using his full name, Edgar laughed lightly, waving a hand almost dismissively. “Please, call me Edgar, and happy early birthday, your highness!” Diverted back to the young king’s stylish outfit, Edgar sampled his drink yet again before cupping his chin in thought. “The next time you see your ‘friend,’ please offer him my compliments. His handiwork could make the gods weep in jealousy. Say! Have you considered having a portrait done yet?” His smile only widened and there was no disguising the speculative gleam in Edgar’s eye. Cupping his glass with both hands, he leaned towards the young king, his voice lowering conspiratorially.
“You know, I did a portrait of Viktor and Solis ohhhh…. A couple hundred years ago, and I have kept up with my painting since. My talent has only gotten better, so if you find yourself liking the idea, I’d be honored to offer my services, at no charge; of course, seeing as I’ve found myself bereft of a coronation gift. I think immortalizing you in paint would be superlative, for you and me!”
Arsenios always said the most bizarre things. Atticus scoffed, giving his bodyguard a playful smile then shook his head. “Oh please. I am sure you have had your fair share of people who have gazed upon your body, Arsen. Buuuut...yeah, I guess I can’t really be ditching you anymore now, huh?” That was too bad. How would he hang out with Guy at his shop from now on? Was it going to be ‘bye forever, social life’?
Edgar seemed pleasant enough so Atticus chose to remain in his company, giving the older vampire a genuine smile and waved his comment about his birthday away. “Oh...my birthday won’t be for some time. I am truly lucky to have such friends that would work on such a gift though. I will make sure to tell them later that you appreciate their work, Edgar.” When the blonde leaned in, the young king did so as well with curiosity then pulled away with surprise.
“Oh? You’re an artist? I would absolutely love that...Solis mentioned I should get a portrait done at some point but I really didn’t think it was necessary to rush something to trivial -- the humans are starving and I honestly strive to find a way to break this curse. I’ve known many of these people for years...it pains me to see them suffer so.” Atticus wondered if Edgar had been an allie of Viktor’s. The previous king held so many secrets that everything was a confusing mess. He did trust Kronus’ invited guests though.
’If you were to ask me, a man like you should be regularly dressed down, and not from a tongue lashing. I find too many layers to be…. stifleing.’ Edgar’s comment surprised Arsen and made him arc a brow curiously. Seemed the man had good taste. Smirking a bit to himself as Edgar and Atticus continued to speak, Arsen’s eyes roamed around the large ballroom. The music was lively, the people, human and non, seemed very happy.
But as the time passed, Arsen’s gaze narrowed. Something was off… His sharp ears picked up on the distinct clink of metal on metal - much like the sound of blades being crossed in combat. Setting his goblet aside, eyes locked on the closed double doors of the ballroom, Arsen instinctively moved in front of Atticus, positioning himself between the King and whatever unknown danger was approaching. Unbeknownst to Arsenios, as he moved into a protective/defensive position, Edgar moved too, only he moved subtly and quietly behind the King...
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Arsenios Kallius || Royal Bodyguard of King Atticus
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The_littlest_dragonfly generated a random number between
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950898!
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2020 5:03 pm
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The_littlest_dragonfly Captain
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