At a distance, and even from behind, Kythaela can be mistaken for Ariella. Not only do they both possess similar hair and eye color, they also are roughly the same height and build. Upon closer inspection, however, anyone who has ever seen Ariella can easily tell the two apart. While Kythaela and Ariella do have the same long dark hair and freckles, their physical similarities end there. Compared to Ariella, Kythaela’s facial features are much rounder: from the shape of her face to her nose. The only exceptions are her slightly pointed ears. The blue portion of her hazel eyes are so vivid that many fail to notice the flecks of brown and green.

If there is one word to describe Kythaela it would be “timid.” Kythaela had always been the quietest one of the family. She kept most thoughts to herself and hardly spoke up for herself. Kythaela does not like confrontation of any degree and is more likely to deflect or flee the situation at hand than to face it head-on. Not to say that she wouldn’t be confrontational if it involved her family. Her family means everything to Kythaela. If it was for them, Kythaela would face King Ormund and his army… albeit with as much finesse as a newborn fawn taking its very first steps.

Kythaela struggles with anxiety when it comes to social situations, especially when interacting with people of higher stature. She can, however, learn to be more relaxed around individuals she trusts and knows on a personal level. Luckily for her, most nobles like servants that are quiet and submissive. At the very least, she’s yet to receive a complaint about her behavior around nobles.

Kythaela’s spirituality has been both a source of emotional support and what prevents her from being more adventurous. She does not take risks out of fear that she would fail, but more importantly, Kythaela managed to convince herself that the gods would punish her ---or worse, her family--- for that failure.

Kythaela was born and raised in a small village on the outskirts of Aerowyn territory. Aside from the fact that her family was, and still is, considered to be a novelty attraction of their village ---largely due to the family being comprised of a dwarf, a human, a giantess, a halfling, a half-elf, and three half-dwarves--- Kythaela lived a ordinary life that any peasant would have lived. She was a nobody and she would die as a nobody, just like the numerous faceless, nameless, people before her. At least, it would have played out that way had King Ormund not declared war.

The day that changed Kythaela’s life came a short time after the reincarnation of Aurelia was dragged into the castle. Kythaela was cleaning in the main hallway when her arm was grabbed by a knight who started to scold her for attempting to “escape.” It did not take too long after that for the knight to realize that Kythaela was not who he thought she was. He apologized and that was the end of that. Except, it wasn’t.

The very next day, Kythaela was summoned by the Emperor. He ordered Kythaela to become the Ariella’s personal caretaker, but he also wanted Kythaela to become her double. Should the occasion arise, Kythaela was to take Ariella’s place to trick the enemies and give Ariella a chance to survive another day. In other words, Kythaela had the honor of becoming a scapegoat.

Full Name: Kurtis El Von Braumer

Age: 29

Appearance:
5'6
180 lbs
Larger/Average build
Brown Hair
Blue Eyes
Caucasian skin

Race:
Human

Origin:
Born in Lyros, but raised in Aerowyn

Residence:
Now Lives in Krona

Position:
Previously he was a noble and knight but was enslaved, now is a priest leader among slaves.

Occupation:
Slave Priest

Personality:
Kurtis a generally middle-aged man, and does not bring those qualities out. He can be a somewhat pleasant fellow to be around, normally bringing a few drinks when he was used for diplomacy and trade. He is a somewhat heavy drinker, and is a good best man at a wedding as he is a good swordsman, might not be the best but he is a solid choice in a duel.

Aside from that, he really didn't have many desires or wants as he saw there wasn't much further to go in life. But after him and a small train of wagons he was traveling with was attacked, he soon found that the luxuries of his previous lifestyle. With this, his priorities have changed. Mainly falling in with a priest who was also enslaved, to mentally get away from the perils of his enslavement, being sold between various owners mainly for manual labor and entertainment. Once he fell in line with this priest he soon took his place and became somewhat holy himself. Leading to the still giving, but more humble man he is today.

Bio: From an early age Kurtis was a politician of sorts, his parents sent him to live with friends in another culture with several advisors this was to teach him of his culture. Throughout most of his early life, he was taught to enjoy the luxuries that his name entitled him to.
Aside from various teachers, he was taught mainly from experiences and hard experiences they are. Constantly breaking bones, getting thrown out of various institutes, several courts, and several back-alley establishments. When he turned twenty while leaving a court in Barovia he would be with a group of travelers who were rather untrustworthy individuals. They would tie him in his sleep and sell him and his valuables to different groups of people.

His first owner, a gentleman whom he owed money to from Barovia. During this time with this owner, he would fight in back alleys, loaned out, and beaten. This owner would be where he would meet a priestly man with the name of Dirt. Dirt, was a man of god and a slave as well, being thrown into the depths of a society that hated him. He would teach Kurtis the ways of being a humble man, and ways to make life a little easier.

His first owner would die and his slaves to auction, most of which would be bought by a Kronan islander. This would be his second owner as the individual worked for a friend of his parents. The friend would not return him to his previous lifestyle, but it would make his life somewhat easier. He would work in the house mainly, his time fighting did take away from his softer skin and textures, but some of those would return. Some wounds would lower his value, but he was still allowed to be one of the house slaves. His knowledge of goods, wines, beers, and other random luxury things would make him valuable to a trading family. The other household and exterior slaves would enjoy his talks and sermons, he was a large morale boost to those on the property. He would be reprimanded for this many times, but he would continue until he saw a cousin of his, and his cousin saw him.

When it was made known that he was there, he was sold to an unknown subject in Aerowyn. From there he would be on his journey to becoming one of the Divine as he was purchased by subjects of the Emporer.

Winter Armor for war

Full Name:
Elric Sionis Blackwood aka The Winter Knight

Age:
27

Appearance:
Standing at 190 lbs, and 6'3", The Prince can be an imposing figure. His eyes a piercing silver like his mother, he bares her likeness unlike his siblings. His body carries a lean cut of muscle that shows through his clothing, scars littered around his body due to fighting in Barovia for so many years. Notably his hair shines snow white in the sun which earned him his nickname.

Personality:
Stalwart.

If there were ever a single word that could aptly describe Elric's character, it would be stalwart. Steady and sure, Elric stands as impassive as a looming storm cloud, towering and lumbering over all those around being as constant and power-exuding without the need to mutter a few words. While capable of antics of frustration or irritation, Elric's true emotions never surface unless he's truly sincere about his resolve in committing to it. Like the rumblings of ominous thunder, Elric would often quell arguments by brief flares of rising temper to settle meaningless debates even within a town, whether he knows them or not.

Whenever someone challenges him outright, Elric often displays dispassion towards the challenger. However, if they goad him through taunts or threats towards his comrades, or have actually aimed to harm an innocent, Elric's instincts of protecting the innocent would surface. As if the sound of thunderclap, Elric's determination and killing intent would rise dramatically and would not hold back a single ounce of pity to those who have challenged him so willingly.

Race:
Half-Elf

Origin:
Aerowyn/Z'Rosa as a child and Barovia during teen to adulthood

Residence:
Aerowyn

Position:
Prince and Leader of the Royal Knights

Occupation:
Prince of Aerowyn

Bio:
Born to the Imperial Family, Ulric and Saphia's first child, Elric is the eldest to a younger brother and baby sister. From the very day he drew breath, he was shown the greatest of love from his mother and father; Ulric seen as happier than anyone had ever seen to this day. Even more was Emperor Ulric ecstatic was the day that his son picked up a sword. At the tender age of 6, the young began his training in the ways of the sword, idealizing the knights that came before him. Talent was the keyword when it came to describing the young boy as he picked up on the training quickly, his skill with a sword shining bright like a star. Elric spent many years, training, traveling, and spending time with his parents, loving every moment of his life but something would eventually catch his attention.

As he reached his late teen years, Elric felt that he needed something different. He wanted to experience the world, the dark underbelly that molded men, so with his Uncle Osmund's support he was able to get his father to allow him to go to Barovia. Elric would spend many years within BArovia, fighting, learning, and becoming acquainted with the world outside his kingdom. He would only return home to his fatherand mother after making a name for himself, a better and smarter man than when he left. The next few years was spent as a Royal Knight; Elric becoming leader due to status and ability. He would become known as the Winter Knight due to his white hair and the people would come to love him. Peace would be all knowing until the day a girl seen as the goddess's reincarnation would appear and his life would take a tailspin.