Name: Damien
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Class: Lord
Personality: Damien is a bit of a broken soul, having grown up in a recovering Valmese province. He carries a selfish, proud streak off of the field of battle, but when in combat, be it true combat or sparring, he lets skill do the talking. Anybody capable of besting him in a swordfight he will give his respect to without question, and it is a good way to secure his loyalty. He may come off as a womanizer to some who first deal with him, but he's truly a wounded soul looking for somebody to protect him. His father was never particularly kind to him, and left him to be raised by servants who were more or less apathetic to his emotional growth.
Bio: Born to a maiden of a Valmese lord, Damien was handed over to wetnurses for most of his childhood. His wetnurse was a loving woman, but knowing that she wasn't his real mother left Damien a bit empty inside over the years. He understood the burden his father was under, but he wished that he had a little time for him. Damien was raised as a proper lord, though certain unsavory tastes did make their way into his mind, leaving him with a bit of a wild streak that aggravated those around him on a frequent basis. However, as the first, and currently only, of his father, nobody dared give up on molding him into a proper gentleman. Damien was unrivaled among his peers as a fencer, and wished that he could have rivaled "that Ylissean girl, Lucina, to show her what a real swordsman is made of."
Damien didn't truly have any friends growing up, due in no small part to the circumstances of his birth. His father never did marry, and that left him to be seen as the bastard child he was among his equals. Although he was given respect for his skills, few people treated him as an equal. To most, he was a nobleman regardless of his single father, but to nobility, he was little better than a peasant that would have to be granted his father's vassal-ship, unless something...terrible were to happen. Several attempts were made on Damien's life while he was growing up, though most amounted to little more than a two-bit mercenary failing a nigh-impossible job that they couldn't have refused.
After overhearing about the real state of the world, Damien decided that enough was enough. He wasn't particularly fond life in the castle anyway, so he enlisted the help of one of his servants to fake his death. After pulling off the deceit, Damien made his escape to Ylisse to enlist to fight alongside Lucina, taking along a pendant that he hides proving his highborn Valmese blood. Ultimately, his plan is to liberate the world from Grima and retake the land that belongs to him back home in Valm, across the vast ocean.
Quirks: He's often too formal, and sometimes switches between formal and informal speech when with many people.
Strengths: Swordfighting (he's about as accurate as a sniper, translating to high skill), socializing with others, formally addressing those who command such respect, and dealing with his enemies.
Weaknesses: Dealing with actual friends, he has few outstanding abilities as far as combat goes, other than his accuracy. If he's not the first to hit, he can be easily overwhelmed by a single blow, leaving him crippled.
Likes: Meat, meat, meat! Women who are easy on the eyes, potatoes, sarcastic jokes and puns, as well as humor in general.
Dislikes: Non-green vegetables, expressing his emotions to others.
Weapons: Rapier, Iron sword
Death quote: "Come this far just to lose? No...no way..."
