Nickname: Nik, or Kas/Kaz

Birth date and age: February, 16th, age 19. (16-19.)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

In Depth Appearance:
Niklas is a tall, well-built lad, though not especially large or bulky. He has the posture of a soldier, or an old-fashioned proper gentleman, rather than the more modern teenage slouch. He has bright hazel eyes, and large hands, rough from use already. Should he wear short sleeves, one will seen scars on the outside of his forearms, small and short to slightly longer, thicker ones, all of them straight from a clean cut. A scar on his left hand, from the middle of his middle finger, stretching all the way down to his wrist, curving away from him, slightly, long and thin. Decently sized shoulders act as a base to a normal-proportioned head and neck, with brown hair.

Personality:

Niklas is an outward, friendly character who doesn’t appreciate, or take, any shit whatsoever. He has some tolerance, more so for less intelligent people, but he has a tendency to try to solve things like a gentleman- through a duel, or something similar. If such a thing does not let up, he gets vicious, to the point of broken bones.

Likes:

• A good book
• A good gun
• Military history
• Interesting concepts
• Friendly, respectful people

Dislikes:

• Disrespect, dishonor, or a lack of integrity
• Foolishness
• Boring things
• Extreme temperatures
• Being challenged or doubted

Fears:

• Snakes
• Being helpless, unheard, ignored
• Not knowing

Biography: Niklas is his father’s son- a proud, independent individual who values honor and intelligence, and won’t put up with any bullshit. He can be kind and caring, and can go out of his way to help some one. He’s someone that wants to help, though he becomes the opposite if you piss him off. He can be patient, if he sees some value in it. And for the most part- he doesn’t believe in love. He sees maybe compatible matches, where both sides don’t mind the other, but little more. Anyone who's done any research on Niklas will know that he is trained as if he were in dire need of hand-to-hand combat, traditional bladed combat, and is ranked as a top sharpshooter. Also is known to be an intelligent tactician, and a people person, because of his often outings into the capital city, Berlin, and many droves of fans, friends, and acquaintances.

Nickname: Razzy, Razz, Razzle Dazzle, Bubbles, Ry, R, Fishy

Birthdate and age: May, 1, 16.

Sexuality:Heterosexual

In Depth Appearance:
Razzle is a short woman at around 5'5 and is very tiny having small feet and hands making her look like a baby doll at times. She can usually be seen with a big grin on her face.

Personality:

Razzle is a strange child unlike her twin Scott. She tends to say stupid things and loves cute things. She is very bubbly making herself quite a joke at times but she just laughs along. It's better to enjoy yourself than worry about others she always says. She craves human attention and will bother her twin if she doesn't get enough from anyone. Although she is very happy most of the time she can be hurt by the words of others drowning her sorrows with cute desserts and spending time with her lionhead rabbit TinkerBell

Likes:

• Bubbles
• Cute things
• dresses
• dancing (although not formal)
• Everything fun and active

Dislikes:

• Rudeness
• Snakes, Spiders, bugs.
• LADYBUGS ARE THE DEVIL
• swimming in lakes/ocean
• Twilight (She will yell at you if you bring it up)

Fears:

• AGAIN LADYBUGS ARE THE DEVIL
• Bees (she's allergic)
• Being abandoned or alone

Biography: Razzle was born Sasha Marie Wester but had her name changed at the age of 13 getting her way for almost anything. She enjoys bathing and playing tag with anyone in her home having access to her "friends" whom really are just paid to hang around her. She is a bit bossy at time really wanting people to try new things or play one of her stupid games. She is very social attempting to talk to as many people as she can embarassing her parents at moments. She is very accident prone being sent to the hospital after flipping one of her go-karts and breaking her leg. It was sort of a laughing stock thing. Overall she is a very sweet girl who tries her best to make her parents proud despite her bubbly silly nature.





Nickname:Scotty

Birth date and age: January, 18th, 16

Sexuality: Heterosexual

In Depth Appearance:
Around 5'6 he is just a bit taller than his sister and still growing. He is bit put down by his lack of more muscles considering he does work out. Although he is inscure about it he actually is pretty buff for his age and keeps pushing himself harder at it.

Personality:

Scott is very to himself not enjoying people bothering him although he does put up with his sister. He makes remarks on a lot of thing and most of his conversations are hello, how are you, and that's good before he walks away already done with people. He likes to go out with his friends and hang out in the back of parties just sitting by themselves.

Likes:

• Acting like a common man
• hanging out at malls and such
• Car and Bikes
• Space and Stars

Dislikes:

• Most people
• Cats
• flashy clothing
• Carrots (My friend came up with this one, "Because Carrots are gross")

Fears:

• Failing
• losing his freedom

Biography: Scott has been very quiet his whole life spending most of his time at the mall. He's met some good friend who just treat him like any normal guy which he seems to love. Being his parents favorite he is being groomed to be king although he'd rather not. He does not express these feelings to his parents not wishing to upset them in anyway considering his sister's failure to be the princess they wanted. Scott spends as much of his time just pretending to be normal with his friends doing well, guy stuff.

Nickname: Rose (most people not from Liang call her that, as her name literally translates to "rose")

Birth date and age: June 10th, 21

Sexuality: Asexual

In Depth Appearance:
Mai (or Rose) is taller than average, standing at five feet and eight inches. She is about 125 pounds, giving her a rather slender figure. Mai has thick, wavy, midnight-black hair that goes down to her waist and relatively pale skin. Her eyes are a chocolate brown color, and Mai has naturally long eyelashes. She has a heart-shaped face and long, thin fingers. Mai has rosebud lips that are usually painted a deep red color. She has a sort of delicate and dainty look to her, despite the fact that she is tall and willowy. Mai likes dressing up and takes great pride in her appearance.

Mai typically sports some sort of dress (she likes them because there is plenty of space to hide something under the skirts, plus they are just so goddamn pretty) and does almost everything in a pair of high heels. Her preferred color scheme is red, black, and gold, although she does like to experiment every now and then. Mai absolutely adores traditional Oriental-themed fans and parasols.




Personality:

Mai has always been a people person. There is something about her that seems to draw others to her-whether it's her carefree laugh, her twinkling eyes, or her bright smiles, no one can say. She enjoys a good conversation about anything and everything and is always willing to talk to others. Mai thinks with her heart when she needs to, but uses her brain at the same time. Behind the eyes sparkling with mirth and the delicate lips curved up in a sultry smile is a woman made of steel who is keenly aware of her surroundings. Mai can process a lot of information at one time, taking in peoples' actions, words, and emotions all at once and forming a conclusion based on what she sees and what she knows. She's always been especially good at figuring out people. Mai is constantly listening even if she doesn't tell the world what she's thinking. Mai is particularly good at detecting when others or lying and lying herself. However, if you are someone Mai believes she can trust, she will shed the half-dazzling and half-seductive smile for a more natural grin and pour her heart out to you with no attempts to manipulate or deceive.

Mai is not "smart" in the usual traditional of the word-complicated mathematics and things like astrophysics and literary analyses all go straight over her head. But Mai has always been a people person, and she knows what makes people tick. She is able to work out what others might think and how they might act based on what she sees and knows about them. Years of being around people with more suspicious motives has led to Mai being initially distrustful wary of strangers. Of course, on the outside, Mai is demure and charming and polite; using a perfect combination of sugary sweetness and sharp wit to detract attention from her real intentions-she has learned to play her part well during the years spent at court and in the presence of her uncle's enemies.

Likes:

• Lipstick
• Things that are stylish yet dangerous (shoes with spiked heels, parasols with blades on the ends, etc)
• Calligraphy
• Getting dressed up
• Roses and all things red
• Liang-she loves her home with all her heart

Dislikes:

• Sloppiness (especially in clothing)
• Untrustworthy people
• People who don't think before they act
• Anything sexual (Mai thinks it's just gross)
• Useless violence and destruction

Fears:

• Feeling like she isn't in control
• Being read like an open book
• Being manipulated or used
• Her uncle being forced to give up power
• A repeat of the extreme violence that she witnessed in her early years
• Liang being invaded and taken over by a foreign power

Biography: When Mai was born, the Liang royalty was on the brink of disintegration. Several distinct factions of varying beliefs and ideologies had risen to power, but all of them agreed on one thing-it was time for the imperial dynasties to go. Liang was technologically behind most major world powers, and although it was large and had plentiful natural resources, the military was stretched far too thin and its techniques were totally backwards. Liang's dire situation came to light about a decade before Mai was born with the invasion of a neighboring nation that caught everybody by surprise. Within a year, Liang was forced to give major trading concessions to a dozen different countries that all wanted to get their hands on the silk, porcelain, and other luxuries that the country was famous for. In response to foreigners taking over their land, jobs, and positions, the people of Liang began to grow more discontent, and the unrest finally broke out in violence when Mai was just half a year old.

The first wave of revolts came from the countryside, where impoverished serfs were suffering from sky-high taxes and no opportunity to better their station in society. Mai's father was not a particularly effective ruler, and her mother was too stuck in tradition and the days of the old. Both of them refused to do anything about the feudal system that was obviously tearing the country apart. And so the violence escalated and people grew angrier and angrier until they eventually stormed the capital city of Lianjing and killed off the entire royal family-all but Mai, who was sent away to be protected by her father's younger brother.

After the royal family was ousted, Liang erupted into an all-out civil war. Each separate faction refused to tolerate the others, and widespread warfare gripped the nation. To make matters worse, the neighboring island-nation known as the Empire of Nippon decided to take advantage of the turmoil and invade Liang. However, Mai lived safely in isolation. Her uncle, Ming Mei, was believed to be dead after he fled from court. Mai's father was the only one to know that Ming had done so because he wanted to pursue a life other than that of a member of the royal family. In his small home near a stretch of imposing mountains known as the Black Mountains, Ming spent his days learning multiple fighting styles and indulging in the arts. He taught Mai everything he knew, and by the time she was fifteen Mai could knock someone out in ten different ways, wield a variety of blades, and paint breathtaking landscapes.

Mai knew from an early age that she was royalty. Ming told her everything as soon as she was old enough to understand it, and Mai has always accepted that one day she would rule-no matter what it took. As she grew up, Ming began to come out of isolation, getting in contact with old friends and allies, most of whom were shocked to find him alive and breathing. The faction in power changed over a dozen times before Mai was ten, and most of the common people were sick and tired of all the fighting. Some even began to wish that the royal family had never been killed, as there were times of prosperity during the reign of Mai's parents despite the fact that they were completely ineffective rulers. Ming used the political instability to his advantage, and formed his own distinct faction-a faction that would support the reinstatement of a monarchical rule.

His efforts finally paid off when Mai was about eleven. With most of the other factions dissolved or falling apart, there was only one more faction to eliminate-the socialists. This group generated widespread support with its ideas of social equality and sharing all property, something which greatly appealed to those that remembered the huge wealth gap present when Mai's parents were in power. However, the socialists were intent on purging Liang on all traditional influences, and they alienated the upper and middle class by actively persecuting them just because they happened to have more money. Ming managed to win the support of the wealthy, and the rest is history. With more funds than the socialists could ever imagine to accrue, Ming was able to raise a considerable army and buy firepower from foreign nations, while the socialists were stuck using crossbows and outdated artillery. After defeating the socialists in a series of battles that were concentrated on the socialist strongholds, Ming was finally able to take power-albeit reluctantly-and bring about the revival of the monarchy.

Due to the nature of his activities, Ming was usually forced to bring Mai along with him because of security reasons. Ming firmly believed that Mai was the safest at his side, no matter what anybody else said. Mai grew up seeing how the poor lived and experiencing it herself, and vowed that she would be a better ruler than any of the faction leaders or her parents. She also encountered many people who would undermine her uncle and everything he stood for if they could, and learned not to judge a book by its cover, so to speak. Mai has seen more than her fair share of violence and destruction in her day, and she has an instinctive mistrust of the military due to the brutal acts carried out by the soldiers of the competing factions and the army of Jaripa. Mai learned to speak the numerous dialects of Liang, and she grew up speaking the Black Mountain dialect as opposed to the official language (Meridian). She has also learned to speak other languages, including English and Spanish (although she has a slight accent with English and an atrocious accent with Spanish, which she is well aware of and working to get rid of). Ming Mei also made sure that he taught her all that he knew of court intrigue. When he became king, Ming lived frugally, which got the common people on his side. Ming abolished feudalism, redistributed the wealth, and modernized the country with help from a few foreign allies. Since the socialists had pretty much killed off all of the landed gentry, Ming was able to give the vacated land to the public and encourage industrialization. He began establishing foreign relations with friendly countries to help this industrialization into fruition. Mai's teenage years were spent living in a beautiful palace with courtiers and officials running every which way. Ming named her as his heir as soon as he took power, because although he was a spry old man, he still was old and wouldn't live forever-plus he never married and never had children. Ming also arranged a marriage for Mai in order to secure an alliance that would greatly help the industrialization process going on. Mai didn't like it, but she recognized that she would have to go through with the marriage in order to ensure the survival of her uncle's precarious reign.

As for Zhou-Mai's half brother-Mai was initially very suspicious of him due to the possibility that he could have been working for one of her uncle's enemies, but she has grown fond of him over time and now does not think that he has any ulterior motives at all. Mai does her best to keep him from messing up too much in front of other royalty, although that is a task that is much easier said than done.

Theme Song:
Castle-Halsey
_{I'm headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean
I'm headed straight for the castle
They've got the kingdom locked up
And there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut}

_{Life is like a game of chess - you can make the right moves but you will likely lose anyway - Olympia Whitehall}



Nickname: White Queen, Oly

Birth date and age: Febuary, 16th, 16

Sexuality: Bisexual

In Depth Appearance:
Olympia, shortened to Oly, is about 5'6, with pretty long, brown hair and greenish-blue eyes. She typically doesn't wear the types of clothes that royalties wear as a rule, though she tends to breaks it for social events or if her parents specifically request.

Personality:

Oly has always been a clever person. In times of war, she could always come up with an interesting solution to a problem, even from a young age. Since then, she has always referred to life as a game of chess; you have to make the right moves to win, but on the other end of the board there is someone equally skilled as you a making moves that counter yours. As well, she likes to carry around a White Queen from her personal chess board, which is one of the reasons for her nickname. The other was that she beat the Brittanian number 1 chess grandmaster using the queen. She also spends considerably more time doing things that generally a Prince would do rather than a Lady. She has been a prominent tactitian in wars, and has proven herself as a reasonable negotiator.

Likes:

• Shyer people
• Cats
• Anime and Manga
• Decent chess players

Dislikes:

• Sports of varying types (Tennis, Football, etc)
• People who want to marry her for her looks alone
• Dogs and insects
• Oblivious individuals

Fears:

• Insects
• The destruction of her empire
• Possible marrying into the wrong empire

Biography:
From a young age Oly was used as a weapon in war. Brittania would constantly be attacked by other, smaller nations who thought they could claim some of the land Brittania had worked so hard to claim. She proved herself early on a skilful tactitian in both war tactics and negotiation and was used constantly as a method of winning wars or extorting other countries of their resources. By the time she was 8, she was already beating chess grandmasters in games, which was even more surprising when she beat both the King of Aciras and the Brittania's best player by the time she was 12. At the age of 13 she earned the title of "White Queen" because of her signature taunt; leaving a silk cloth emblazoned with a white queen. It was also here she began becoming more and more interested in the duties of her late brother, who was a front line tactitian and war veteran, though only at the age of 19. She learned about military tactics and solutions to war, as well as tactics for negotiation and extortion. At 14, her brother was killed in another war and she was adopted into the position of war tactitian. Here she won dozens of small wars, claiming more and more land until the Brittanian Empire held as much land as all of Europe. Then at 15, she was bitten by an insect whilst on a visit to Aciras, which triggered an odd allergic reaction, sending her into shock and closing her throat. She was rushed back to Brittania and just brought back from the brink of death. It left no real injuries on her, but her mentality has been forever scarred with remembrance and a fear of insects in general.

Nickname: Amber (she insists upon being called Amber), Ammy

Birth date and age: November, 11. 17 (16-19.)

Sexuality: Heterosexual- straight

In Depth Appearance:(Height conversation done with online convertor so I can't confirm it is correct)
Amberlyn stands at 178cm (approximately 5"10') and has quite a slender figure. For a young woman she is quite muscular. She has long wavy auburn hair which is often pulled back into a scruffy ponytail. Her eyes are a cinnamon brown and her skin is naturally quite light. She never wears make-up and despises dresses with a deep loathing hate. If it was her choice she wouldn't be caught dead in a dress but they have been occasions that no matter what she does she's forced into one

Personality:

Amberlyn has a pretty strong rebellious streak, often escaping from the castle and its firm teachings. She is sarcastic and can come off downright rude and pessimistic at times. She is very stubborn and headstrong, once she has an idea or view of something it's hard to change her mind. Beneath the tough act, however, Amberlyn is kind-hearted towards loved ones and is very protective of them, she is a great friend but a bitter enemy.

Likes:

• "Hardcore" styles of music (Punk, rock etc) although she can't stand metal or screamo (if that's a thing in this world)
• Her sword, it was passed down to her as a family treasure, her mother didn't want her to have it but her father did
• Getting out of the castle
• Respectful people

Dislikes:

• Dresses, make-up, most thing overly girly
• She insists that she hates her mother but really she love her
• People who can't fend for themselves
• Being seen as a useless 'damsel in distress' type just because she is a princess
• Being forced to do things

Fears:

• In the end, becoming exactly who her parents plan for her to become
• Coming to a stage where she can't fend for herself
• Being buried alive

Biography: Amberlyn had never enjoyed girly things which her mother had always insisted she'd wear. Her mother often annoyed her and the Queen and her daughter had 2 very different ideals. This started Amber's rebellious streak she still possesses today. She would often run away from the castle and roam the streets of the kingdom or venture into the nearby forest. On the occasion that her parents told her about her planned marriage she had the castle's guards looking for her for 3 days and when they finally found her it took a lot of effort to force her to get back to the castle

Nickname:
Micah, he isn't the type for broad Nicknames, but he appreciates personalized ones.

Birth date and age:
November, 21, 17.

Sexuality:
Panasexual

In Depth Appearance:

At 6'2, he is a large and heavy set man, Weighing in at 285 pounds of Functional Muscle, he is definitely the warrior prince trope. With his peculiar, but classy hairstyle and beard, he stands out in a crowd, especially with the 9/16th size gauged ears, he mixes modern with conventional appearance very well.

Personality:

ISFJ - The Nurturer
Can be depended on to follow through. Usually puts the needs of others above their own needs. Stable and practical, they value security and traditions. Well-developed sense of space and function. Rich inner world of observations about people. Extremely perceptive of other's feelings. Interested in serving others.

Likes:

• Making people feel better about themselves.
• Animals, Rats in particular.
• Very into Vaping.
• Enjoys World History
• Social Equality

Dislikes:

• Bigotry
• Dishonesty
• Confrontation
• Extroversion
• Heat

Fears:

• Snakes
• Night Terrors
• Hypothermia

Biography:
Being born into royalty, he grew up being pampered and comfortable, but quickly learned sympathy for people with less fortunate circumstances, and involved himself promptly in charity work. At the age of about 6, he began to face violent night terrors and could hardly sleep, whenever he did would only end in him waking with panic attacks. His parents then funded for a dream suppressing medication, that silenced any form of dreaming, including night-terrors. The medication was then mass produced and sold for .06 cents a dosage, making it highly affordable for anyone to obtain for usage.

Nickname: Aki (Ah-key)
Birthdate and age: April 1st 18

Sexuality: Bisexual

In Depth Appearance:
Being around 5'5 he is usually shorter than most people around his age, yet it doesn't bother him one bit. His deep brown eyes make up for his height being beautifully piercing and the way he holds himself intimidates others when he is trying.

Personality:

AKi is a very clever individual and takes pride in his learning. He feels it is wrong to judge things before you know about them and is overall a happy person. He has a good sense of humor and can range from a people person to a complete loner depending on the mood he is in. He is usually the happiest while swimming.

Likes:

• Beaches
• His home
• outdoor activities
• Dirt, mud, just overall getting messy
• Swearing, he has a nasty habit of swearing in both English and his native language
• Pineapples (I love pineapples shhhh)

Dislikes:

• Cold weather
• Dressy clothes
• Anything to do with princely things
• Having servants

Fears:

• Snow, he has a small fear of the cold stuff for some reason
• Sharks, he has a scar on his foot from being bitten by one
• Babies, infants freak him out

Biography: As a child he was always very close to his father whom unlike most Kings was a very active person who taught his son how to swim. His father got into a boating accident a few days after his eleventh birthday devastating the young boy. Falling into a depression and grew closer to his mother in grieving the loss of his father. Growing up he was forced into more prince like things which he didn't care too much for and still kept most of his daily activities, swimming and boating mostly. His native island usually keeps to itself tired of being screwed over by other kingdoms for it's natural resources. As a result of being a more solitary kingdom their culture is very much their own and not influenced by other places. (Think very Hawaiian)

Delia Anne Oblitus-Veren

Nickname: Delly / Dela / Prissy

Birth date and age: December 22 (16)

Sexuality: Undecided

In Depth Appearance:

Delia is a soft-looking, yet sturdy girl. Despite her delicate face, she has a well built body, suited for athletics - her inability to ignore self-perceived flaws prompted her to monitor her fitness. That asides, Delia's body is - in the words of her nursemaid - near perfect; No blemishes, silky hair, well manicured nails, pink glossy lips, and creamy smooth skin. Again, everything is connected to her perfectionist ideals, which extend as much to her appearance as it does with her. Her expression is generally even, never quite showing extreme emotions. She stands at a middling height of 5'6" (167 cm) with good proportions and long legs. In terms of attire, Delia heavily favors dresses, usually with long sleeves and skirts of modest design, but expensive material. She rarely wears jewelry, though on her right middle finger is a golden ring studded with cornflower blue sapphires with the family crest emblazoned prominently at its center.

Personality:


A major part of Delia's personality is her drive towards 'perfection' - it is not enough for her to simply be 'the best' she mus be 'flawless'; all of her actions are geared towards this one single ideology. She pursues above and beyond excellence, to the point where it is dangerous for her in every way possible. Almost all the time, Delia is physically and mentally strained from overworking. Whether or not she enjoys what she is doing is of little consequence - if it's an endeavor she has decided on, then as with everything, it must be 'perfect'. At her core, however, is someone who was born unable to handle the pressure she puts on herself - indeed, there are very few who can - and she has become insecure, who tightly holds on to the goal she has put in her head to surpass her parents as a way to give her direction. Outwardly, she remains calm and detached, but inwardly, she is always thinking about her next step; about what consequence her actions could have; and whether or not what she is doing is worth it.

As royalty, Delia firmly believes that she is greater than her subjects - it's not something she is arrogant about; simply something she takes for a fact. Following that fact, she also believes that it is the duty of the powerful and gifted to give the weak guidance and protection. Failure to do so is a great sin in her eyes, and those that cannot should not even bother calling themselves strong, much less royalty - the pinnacle of power. She has no illusions of being a regular person, and as such, does not act like it. She has trained herself to be near perfect in everything a royal must be good in - from ethics, to politics, to warfare and even public appearances - but most of this training has been theoretical only. She has yet to have any experience leading a battle, and most of the political schemes she had managed where picked out for her by her mother. All of this because she believes it to be her duty.

Likes:

• Difficult puzzles ('puzzle' being subjective)
• Books
• Most kinds of arts (preforming, visual, etc.)
• Cooking
• Furry animals
• Insects (Especially Spiders, Cockroaches, and Scorpions)

Dislikes:

• Laziness (in her opinion, anyway)
• Inefficiency
• Vegetables
• Sharing her self-cooked food
• Mosquitoes
• Mess and littering

Fears:

• Failure
• Being alone
• Being forgotten
• Becoming useless

Biography:

From a small village in the duchy of Granse, of the former Oblithus Kingdom, came a young man known as Max Veren, later known known as Emperor Magnus Veren of the Verenoblitus Empire. The empire was birthed after a sudden and bloody war that lasted for six years - six years of interregnum, with no government nor king, with each land managing themselves with varying degrees of success; in that time, a young Emperor Magnus led the armies loyal to the previous monarchy, and had conquered the surrounding one hundred and thirteen duchies. During that time, the royal bloodline of Oblithus had died out, leaving a power vacuum that Magnus easily filled, given the amount of authority he had held during the interregnum. In honor of his sworn brother, Magnus christened his new empire "Verenoblitus" an amalgamation of their two family names and what they represented. Since then, he has been aggressively expanding his territory and influence, using a combination of clever politicking, and overwhelming military strength.

The royal family of Oblithus, once the sovereign rulers of the Oblithus Kingdom, had been exiled in their own land, forced into hiding. Their fall from grace was due to several factors: poor aptitude for the cutthroat world of political scheming, lazy and opulent successors, increasing dissatisfaction from the working class, and decreasing loyalty from powerful nobility, etc. In came to the point that more than half of their retainers, nobles and military nobles alike, had taken away their territory, claiming it for themselves, and fraying the land into a hundred pieces. One particularly spiteful noble stormed the royal palace, and he and his personal army murdered as much of the royal family as he could. Only three remained: Lady Amelia, aunt of the King; Karma Oblithus, First Prince and would-be heir to the throne, and Aliena Oblithus, First Princess and sister to Karma. Despite their exile, the three of them worked towards their dream of reviving the kingdom of Oblitus. In that time, Karma had made a friend, the son of a village hunter named Max Veren - someone who would soon become his sworn brother, general of his forces, and eventually, the Emperor of Veren. With Karma marshaling people to his cause, and his aunt and sister working behind the scenes on political intrigue, Karma's forces grew rapidly. When he and Max had turned sixteen, they began their march towards retaking his kingdom - starting with a swift and decisive recapture of the old capital, sparking a six year war. Unfortunately, Karma did not live to see his kingdom restored; in the final stretches of the war, Karma died with a bullet to the heart and three more to his stomach. Still, the kingdom was united, but now the only one who could take the throne was Aliena - who throughout the war played the part of a docile and delicate maiden.

Aliena was intelligent, cunning, and conniving, but even she herself admits that she has no talent for the throne - she is not someone who stands in the spotlight - she is someone who works in the dark, who flourishes in the power of anonymity; she cannot inspire people to move, or inflame the hearts of her subjects towards a single goal. She would have made a terrible Queen, had she been instated on the throne, but she was not. In a move that divides the empire today, she married Max, now known as Magnus for his accomplishments in the war, and proclaimed him King, and the Kingdom as Veren's. Magnus, for his part, christened the new Kingdom as 'Verenoblitus' - in honor of his sworn brother. With his rule legitimized by marrying the queen, Magnus proceeded to strengthen and expand his territory, giving rise to his empire. He handled all aspects of war, while Aliena played the part of his wife - seemingly useful only for her body and her bloodline; however, in the confines of the royal court, it was she who schemed and managed logistics, stealthily and subtly expanding their influence before they even invaded, using a combination of intelligence networks and spy rings to sabotage opposition

Theirs was a marriage born not out of love for each other, but out of love for their beloved brother. They had sworn to restore the kingdom to greatness, and if they had to be wed to do so, then so be it, for though the name has changed and its territory so much vaster than previously thought possible, the Kingdom and Empire belong to Karma, even in death.

The two of them, Emperor Magnus and Empress Aliena, it is no exaggeration to say that the two of them hold a reputation akin to legends. Their accomplishments are still fresh in the minds of their subjects, and have only grown still. They have created an empire so vast and powerful that its very mention divides nations: some denounce it as a warmongering nation, bent on world domination, while others respect the power it has carved out for itself. It was under this shadow that Delia was born.

First princess and first child, she grew up hearing about the accomplishments of her sires, and the wonder of the people around her, expecting her to be as great as they. Delia enthusiastically responded to the challenge; she grew up as a perfectionist, and in everything that she did - whether it be in studies, athletics, arts and even grooming - she until she achieved perfection. She grew, eager to match her parents accomplishments, and dreading the possibility that she should fail. In her mind, she held herself as above others, and as such, it was her duty to use her station to rule wisely but uncontested.

Still, no one can seek perfection without straining oneself to far, and eventually, Delia began showing signs of cracks in her person. She would get irritated easily, her attitude growing increasingly frustrated and aggressive. The Empress was the first to notice this, and swiftly took action. Alongside the child of their Commander-in-Chief, she was sent on a 'vacation' to a foreign, allied land, to hopefully relax and forget about her responsibilities . . .

At the core of all this, however, is a question she often asks herself alone in the dark:

What is she supposed to be doing?

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Karma Maximus Kennen

Nickname: Savant / Faker / Loser / Dumbass / Asshole & and other insults courtesy of Delia

Birth date and age: October 31 (19)

Sexuality: Asexual

In Depth Appearance:

Karma is slightly taller than average, standing at 6'2", with a body built for fighting. His dark brown hair is short cropped and practical. His body is littered with scars and burns, proof of his lifestyle. His nose is slightly crooked - as if it had been broken and then re-set into its place. He has a permanent smile on his face that rarely seems to go away - though that's helped by the scar on his lip that tilts it slightly upwards. His attire consists of jackets and long-sleeved clothes, most likely raglan-sleeves. He rarely wears anything that shows too much skin, to hide his scars.

Personality:

• Apathetic • Easygoing • Meticulous • Paranoid •

Karma at first, seems like an easy going person, that likes to have fun, relax, and is a bit of dunce - and he is - but that is only because he chooses to be. He becomes an easy going, fun-loving person, because he like being like that, not because he is. Karma, ultimately, cares little for social norms and values, only abiding by them to make his mother and Delia's lives easier. He has no conscience, nor can he feel guilt; if the situation so requires it, he can compartmentalize like a machine: There is only him and his objective, and anything in between is either an obstacle to or a means to achieve it. He understands why people feel emotion, but cares little for the action itself. That aside, he is also a meticulous planner, always looking for possible outcomes, or sometimes even impossible outcomes, with a healthy dose of paranoia to keep him aware of his surroundings at all times. For Karma, fulfilling his objective is the key, and afterwards, everything else is for his enjoyment.

Likes:

• Delia
• Games & video games
• Mind games
• Psychoanalysis
• Sleeping
• Eating

Dislikes:

• Delia
• Being forced to work
• Lectures
• People getting emotional in front of him
• Being stared at

Fears:

• Delia becoming like himself
• Forming relationships
• Peace

Biography:

Before the end of the war that gave birth to the Verenoblitus Empire, Max 'Magnus' Veren was the Loyalists premier general, and often seen leading the Loyalists most successful victories - of these victories, a handful of them were bloody, violent, and ended horrifically for the opposing side; roads were strewn with the body parts of enemy forces unfortunate enough to be caught by mortar shells, still living soldiers drawn up and hung by their genitals, and a myriad of other atrocities. Such tactics struck enemy moral low, and often times opposing garrisons would simply surrender out of fear, not even bothering to put up a resistance.

These tactics earned the ire of many nations - and even some of Verenoblitus's own subjects - who denounced Magnus as a human right violator. The Emperor has since taken all complaints with silence, seemingly not concerned with the reaction these strategies had garnered.

But there is a reason he does not speak. He cannot defend these actions because he knows that they are not something to be defended - but at the same time, he cannot reveal that he was not the one behind them.

Thirn Gabriel Kennen, at the before the war, was the daughter of a farmer and serf. Life was never easy for them - her story was one of hundreds. After the Oblithus Kingdom was broken into a hundreds of pieces, several nobles - particularly the previous retainers of the Royal Family of Oblithus - began autonomously managing their own piece of land. Some, after realizing that no centralized government existed, realized that now no one could hold them accountable to their actions but themselves. In typical human character, many of the dukes abused their new found freedom.

Taxes increased drastically, tribute from peasants became increasingly regular - and expensive - and the rights of serfs were disappearing rapidly, becoming slavery in all but name. Thirn was one of the unluckiest ones - she had the curse of being born beautiful. At a time where sodomy and rampant abuse of power were prominent, those that were born attractive, found themselves doing exactly that - attracting; more often than not, they attracted the wrong attention. In the particular duchy where Thirn lived, the warlord in charge had an insatiable sexual appetite - age and gender meant nothing to him, his only desire being that he be serviced by the beautiful and attractive. Thirn caught his eye as she was at the market one day, and it wasn't long before he found out who she was and demanded she be sent to his manor. Despite his promises of wealth and comfort, Thirn new what awaited her - the life of a toy, who would be played with until her owner grew bored and tossed her into the streets, most likely pregnant and scarred. Thirn decided that she might as well take that step first. The day she was to be hauled off to the manor, she poured hot cooking oil on herself. Injured and scarred, her lord no longer wanted her, and she was free - or so she thought. The duke did not take rejection - or any rejection at all, for that matter - in that manner kindly, and punished her. She was imprisoned, her family hanged, and the rest . . . is better left unsaid.

It was under these circumstances that the Loyalists under Max's command found her after successfully conquering the territory of the duke. Brimming with a fierce determination, she quickly joined their ranks - and quickly, proved her worth. In combat she was a vicious, remorseless, and savage killer. Anything that could be used to kill was used - anything that could be done to kill more was used more often. Oftentimes, Thirn even injured her own comrades. Her blood thirst escalated to the point where Karma Oblitus considered pulling her away from active duty, only to be halted by Max. Max saw something inside her, something he feared and admired, something he could use.

He promoted her to his lieutenant, and just as she was in combat, so she was outside of it. It was Thirn who came up with the most brutal of Loyalist victories, and it was Thirn that led them. Despite her mental state, however, she found herself admiring Max - admiring, and grateful for. The two eventually became bosom friends, war comrades who understood each other, even if their mentalities were far apart. Friends who had gone through life and death together, equal times brushing it, and dispensing it.

It was from the companionship of these two that Karma Kennen was born - so named after Max's sworn brother. He was conceived before his father was proclaimed emperor. Usually, this would be a problem - it would create problems with who would inherit the throne later on - but, not in Karma's case. Thirn, even before his conception, had vowed to assist Max in all his endeavors, all the way to the grave - whichever of them went first. That she had his child changed nothing, he was simply an extension of that vow; a blessing to help her fulfill it. Since he could talk, Thirn had been training him, preparing him for the day where he could serve Max to the utmost of his ability. He trained and studied war, learned to read people, and manipulate them at will, and at young age, participated in skirmishes - illegally, of course, but no one would question Thirn, now commander-in-chief in Max's place. He never spent much time around other kids his age, and the most human interaction he's had were with battle-hardened officers under his mothers command.

When the time came to present him in service to the Emperor, most of the royal court knew of his bloodline. Reactions were strong of course, with most of them being outrage and an immediate call for Karma's exile, but all those cries went silent as both Emperor and Empress welcomed him into the court with no reservations - for what reason, one can only guess at. Karma, fully expecting to be put immediately to work in heavy combat areas was surprised by the first mission given to him by the Emperor:

"You see, my daughter is two years younger than you. Most people are too nervous to talk to her, let alone play with her, and those that can are usually too busy. I thought that someone like you might be able to keep her company," said the Emperor, in his deep, compelling baritone.

His first job was to babysit.

After all those years of training, suffering, and being bathed in blood, he was now a babysitter. Karma wanted to lash out at the Emperor, and he certainly would have, until he saw exactly what he was babysitting.

Perfection. Perfection and innocence, rolled up into a tiny and adorable face that was staring up at him curiously. The moment Karma saw her, every instinct in his body screamed at him that she was someone that had to be protected. She was innocent to the world, and more than that, she was a target. Someone like her, who had no idea about the lengths human depravity could go to, was the best kind of target - for kidnapping, for death, for being broken - and this made Karma realize something . . .

Babysitting Delia was probably going to be a lifelong job, and undoubtedly, the most difficult one of all.

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Ignore this. Mistakes were made.

Woops.