[CHAR] (High Casual) An Age Old Feud

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[Silent Whispers]

Future Queen of Abhainn, Julianna

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_{{ ”I am the Future Queen of Abhainn and I will reign supreme once I am married to the King.” }}

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| N A M E |

Julianna Evelyn Hardin.

| N I C K N A M E |

She likes to be called Lady Julia by her peers and that is really the only nickname that she'll accept from anyone.

| A G E |

Twenty-eight.

| G E N D E R |

Female.

| S E X U A L I T Y |

Heterosexual

| K I N G D O M |

Julianna is from the Kingdom of Slibah but will one day rule the Kingdom of Abhainn.

| A L L I A N C E |

She will always remain loyal towards her brother's Kingdom, Slibah but when she marries the King of Abhainn, she'll align herself with both Kingdoms.

| A P P E A R A N C E |

With blonde locks of hair falling upon her shoulders and going well past the middle of her back, Julianna is one fair beauty with looks to die for. She stands about five foot seven with a weight of one-hundred and nineteen pounds. She has a petite frame with a few curves here and there and toned muscles. Her emerald green eyes sparkle and shine with a nice tint gleaming off of them. Her eyes are really the first thing most people know about her as they are sometimes just that bright. Julianna has a fairly toned and even skin complexion as she is not too pale. Of course, her wardrobe is filled with different accessorized dresses and gowns most are adorned with the colors of her respective Kingdom of Slibah but she is sure that when she's married, she'll gain colors for the Kingdom of Abhainn. With her looks, she usually uses them to advantage especially whenever she bat her eyelashes.

| H A B I T S |

Faces || While she is the Future Queen of Abhainn, she is definitely the Queen of making faces. She usually makes faces towards people that are annoying and boring her or just because she feels like it. Faces is really Julianna's specialty and for those that truly know her, they often know what her faces mean.

Thinking || Julianna mind is constantly churning with certain ideas and thoughts that ponder well within her mind. You'll know when she is in deep thought as she'll stare into space and remain silent for a long period of time. She will also tap her chin with her index finger whenever she is thinking, as well.

| H O B B I E S |

Traveling || Even though she probably won't be doing much more of this anymore, Julianna will always love traveling to different regions and meeting the people there. It is something that she has always done whenever she was little, standing beside her father, mother and brother.

Reading || Julianna reads whenever she gets the chance to. She likes the peace and quiet that surrounds her whenever she engulfs herself in a good book.

| L I K E S |

Stargazing || She doesn't know what it is about but there is something about the stars at night that makes her satisfied inside as she gazes up to look at them.
Children || While she does not have any of her own, yet, Julianna simply enjoy the company of children. She loves their little faces and smiles that she will sometimes pinch their cheeks. She also love to gift children, as well.
Horseback Riding || Ever since her father taught her how to ride a horse at such a young age, she has always adored riding horseback throughout Slibah and will hopefully enjoy it throughout the Kingdom of Abhainn, as well.
Social Events || For someone that loves to talk, social events are no problem for Julianna. She can talk to just about anyone, even the servants and will literally talk someone's ear off if they'll let her.
Gardens || The aroma, the scenery and just the overall coloration, gardens bring a smile to Julianna's face and she just cannot hide it whenever she is surrounded by the flowers and bushes.

| D I S L I K E S |

Liars || Julianna is not quite fond of people that lie to her or to people she care about. But if someone lies to her, they will have to suffer the consequences.
Vulnerability || She hates it when she seems vulnerable in front of people. Julianna will try her best to stand tall and make herself look strong if she feels herself growing vulnerable.
Tardiness || Julianna does not like it when she is late or someone else is late for whatever reason. She sometimes grow a bit impatient whenever she knows that she is going to be late somewhere or for some event.
Her brother || While this person does not belong on her dislike list, in this very moment, she does not like him at all. Julianna is being traded to a King that she barely knows just to restore peace between the Kingdoms, which is a deal that was made by her brother.
Manipulation || She hates it when she feels like whoever she is speaking with is trying to manipulate her with their enticing words. Julianna doesn't like it when others are being manipulated either.

| F E A R S |

Losing anyone she cares for || She will truly hate it if she lost anyone she cares for ranging from her brother, her family or just about anyone else that she truly cares for.
War || As she feels that she is the chess piece within the game, she fears that if the marriage doesn't fall through that yet another war will take place between the Kingdoms. Julianna hopes that a war will not happen though.

| P E R S O N A L I T Y |

_{♦ Strong ♦ Quick Witted ♦ Overprotective ♦ Adventurous ♦}

While many people think that Julianna's personality isn't fit for a princess or better yet, a queen, she has proven many people wrong time and time again. Julianna is a very strong willed person, not giving up on anyone too easily and always standing her ground whenever necessary and whenever she needs to. She does not care who the person is but she will definitely stand up against anyone, even a Lord or a King and not even think about the consequences that may seem to follow. Ever since she could remember, she has always loved to travel and she became more than adventurous through her journeys from Slibah.

If someone was to mess with anyone that she cares for, she will most likely become your worse nightmare and no one wants to see that. Julianna is very protective over her family and just about anyone that is close to her, as well. She doesn't hesitate to show her people that she cares for them deeply and even treats them as if they were her own children, which she does not have any of yet. Julianna doesn't like showing her mean side but if a person steps the wrong way towards her or her people, she will not be so loving. Julianna isn't one to beat around the bush with anyone. She will say whatever she needs to say and will not hold back anything when it comes to words. Though she knows her boundaries and respect level when it comes to certain people.

| B A C K G R O U N D |

Julianna is the only daughter between the King and Queen of Slibah, at the time but her brother was the eldest and they were two peas in a pod growing up. Julianna loved her brother deeply and dearly but their union was short lived as their father, King of Slibah, took her brother and started showing him the ways to be King at an early age. This left Julianna a little bit lonely and made her feel a little bit unwanted towards her father so her mother swooped her up and showed her the ways of being a lady. Of course, her mother prepared her for reigning a Kingdom and from that point on, Julianna wanted to be Queen of a country but she knew whenever the time was right, her brother would reign over the Kingdom of Slibah while she remained a Princess.

Growing up and slightly apart from her brother truly devastated her as she just wanted to be around him. Julianna knew that something was bound to happen sooner rather than later. She went to her brother, who was thankfully alone for the first time in a long while and confided in him about how much she missed him and when he's ruling the lands around Slibah to not forget about her. But shortly after that conversation, a day or two afterwards to be exact, her brother was found dead within his room. Confused and completely puzzled, Julianna stayed locked up within her room until her brother's funeral was held within the confines of the Kingdom's Chapel. This made Julianna change slightly as she became a little bit bitter towards just about everyone. Shortly after her brother's funeral, her mother had seemingly committed suicide as she might've not been able to handle the death of her only son, the heir to the throne.

She was honestly shocked about the news and again, stayed locked up in her room for a few days. Julianna still felt that something wasn't right and went to see her father about the two recent deaths and tried to get him to see that something was not right about them. Her father would not listen to reason but she did not give up on trying to find out what happened to her brother and mother. It was then when her father told her about the peace treaty with a neighboring Kingdom and the agreement was that she'd be offered to the next King to restore peace between the two Kingdoms though her father, did not sign the treaty yet. Julianna was thankful and relieved because she could not leave her people nor her Kingdom at a time like this.

But about two weeks later, she was told that she'd be marrying Abhainn's King and that infuriated her. Julianna marched, yes marched towards her father's room and stormed inside, telling him what she was just told. Of course, the King shared her furious manner and summoned the person that might have been responsible as she was waved off towards her room. There, she could not help but pace back and forth in her room, worrying about what was to come for herself and her people.

It wasn't until the next morning that a guard had been summoned to her room and informed that her father, the King, had passed away in his sleep. Julianna fell out and did not talk to anyone for days. But now, she knew that it was seemingly up to her to restore peace and balance within the two Kingdoms, Slibah and Abhainn, so she informed a few people that she'll be leaving for Abhainn to marry the King, hopefully.

At the new King's coronation, she had no idea that Jack was the King's son, well bastard and she did not even recognize him as King, hence why she is really leaving to show Jack what a true King looks like. Before departing, she invited some people from Slibah, yes even Jack, to accompany her at the Kingdom of Abhainn. There, she is to meet with the King that she has been offered to and be married to be him within a moments time.

But Julianna knows that this road would not be easy and she is more than prepared to handle whatever is thrown her way. It is now her duty to overcome certain obstacles that may lurk and be wed to the King of Abhainn.

| E X T R A |

I love anything Medieval and Modern with hints of Slice of Life elements. Yes, I follow my own rules. :)

[Torack]

Lord Eron Hightower

Lord Eron Hightower

_{{ Alas, one must strike a balance between honour and deceit to survive in our world. }}

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| Name |

Lord Eron Hightower

| Nickname |

Herald of Death.

| Age |

36

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Kingdom |

Abhainn.

| Alliance |

His alliance is with his House.

| In Depth Appearance |

Lord Eron is of average height with a strong, athletic physique. His face is broad, with square jaws and a powerful chin with a bit of rugged stubble. Wavy hair falls down to his shoulders, framing his face and hazel eyes peer out from underneath somewhat thick eyebrows.
Although there aren't any apparent wounds on him, when he takes off his shirt one is able to see countless wounds across the front and back of his body. In normal circumstances, Lord Eron has a small smile on his face, almost a smirk, and this only disappears in the most dire situations.

| Habits |

• Although not really a habit but more of a quirk, Eron is almost always gripping the pommel of his sheathed sword and shifting it within its belt, as though eager to draw the weapon.
• Another is a cleaning ritual of his sword every morning and evening,
  and after every session of love-making, as a reminder of who he is and that another sword, just as sharp, could easily take his life in a moment's notice.
• Running his hand through his hair is another thing he does, mostly unconsciously, when in social gatherings.

| Hobbies |

• Reading books. One would seldom expect someone like him to be well read beyond the requirements of his stature, but Eron enjoys reading. Often making time throughout his day to sit quietly in his solar to simply read, and among his favourite works are of the philosophical type as it always stimulates his mind to think and challenge the status quo.
• As a knight turned lord, among his favourite hobbies is horse riding. His destrior, Grim, is a horse he had since he was knighted and just like reading, he must find time to ride once in a while.

| Likes |

• Honour
• Tourneys
• Philosophy
• Horses
• Wine

| Dislikes |

• Cowards and cowardly behaviour
• Disrespect
• Dishonour
• Stupidity
• Unnecessary cruelty

| Fears |

• Dying without fulfilling his dreams and goals
• Becoming a dishonourable individual
• Losing the legacy of his father

| Personality |

Lord Eron is deceptively laid back and seemingly carefree, however behind his lazy eyes and smile is an incredibly sharp mind.
He is a man that enjoys being the center of attention, is comfortable with all eyes on him, and basks in the admiration of the people.
Eron is known as calm and collected, extraordinarily slow to anger and the type of person, despite his reputation, to favour peace over violence. However, when he is angered it is just as slow for those embers to ebb away, leading Eron to hunt down his source of anger and seek a reconciliation.

Outwardly, Eron is peaceful, collected, and seemingly altruistic. Yet hidden within is great ambition, rarely does he do anything except that it favours him in some way, whether it be in the short or the long term. He is calculating, pragmatic, and blunt. Yet to soften the harshness of those qualities, he has a strong sense of honour that is genuine, even though he uses that as something of a smoke screen from his deeper qualities.

| Background |

Eron was the second son to Lord Francis the Defender, born within the towers of Fort Blackreath. As the second son, he was bred from the beginning to be a knight, while his elder brother Luther was being bred to inherit their father. Eron had no problem with this,
and accepted it readily when his father bluntly told him his plans. Thus seeking to differentiate himself, he swore he would become the most renowned knight within both kingdoms and to help with this, his father squired him to Sir Jeremy the Knight of Abhainn who was,
in his prime, the knight who won the most land for the kingdom and a great thorn in Sliabh's side.

At the age of fourteen, King Fredrick held a tourney inviting all the houses and knights of the kingdom to attend, and after winning the jousting bout, Eron was knighted. Several years passed with more and more tourneys under his belt and his reputation as a knight grew within the kingdom. Upon returning to Blackreath near the borders of the two kingdoms, news came that Sliabh's forces were making a desperate gambit to recapture a city not far off. Eron was sent by his father commanding a force just under a thousand strong to meet the Sliabhs which outnumbered them almost 3:1, and yet Eron routed them, crushing their lines almost instantly and he gave chase.

Several months of battles and skirmishes between Eron and the Sliabhs, upon which the Sliabh forces met unmitigated casualties, Eron was dubbed the Herald of Death. He saw an opportunity, after months of an effective stalemate on the borders, to make a blitz into the neighbouring kingdom with a small task force behind enemy lines to disrupt their supply lines and cripple them. Yet, a message arrived to hold his position and not to advance and several weeks later, he was commanded by the king to withdraw his forces.

When he returned King Fredrick honoured him by making him a Royal Guard and Eron graciously accepted. Only to learn this was a gift meant as compensation from the King for having given their home and land to the Sliabhs. Eron, honour-bound could do nothing but watch as his family home was taken by the enemy, vowing that he would do whatever it took to take back his ancestral home.

| Extra |

18th century pirates!

[Lionhearted]

Lady Alice of Abhainn

_{{ ”The only time one can possess bravery is when one is afraid.” }}

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| Name |

Lady Alice Allaire of Abhainn

| Nickname |

Ali

| Age |

30

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Bisexual

| Kingdom |

Abhainn

| Alliance |

Alice puts her efforts and her loyalty to King Maddox of Abhainn, being quite fond of him and growing up to admire him. Though she was only able to become good friends with him, she has a lingering physical and emotional attraction towards him since her childhood. Alice associates herself with all those that follow him, but resents those that go against him or turn their back on him.

| In Depth Appearance |

Long, strawberry blonde hair falls in beautiful waves down to Alice's lower back, sometimes appearing brighter and more red in natural lighting. Alice consistently keeps a serious, though seductive expression -- her high cheekbones, tweezed brows, and plump lips adding to her alluring look with deep, brown eyes that take on a nice almond-shape. Depending on the day, she will sometimes wear light makeup with small amounts of powder to even her skin tone, while sometimes she'll wear bold eyeliner and heavy powders to accentuate her features. Though she stands at 5'7, she generally wears rather tall heels to give her some extra inches as she enjoys towering over others. Her garments are beautifully embroidered and generally consist of tight corsets, cinching her waist to give a more womanly figure. Alice wears a fair amount of jewelry, but she will only wear ones with high sentimental value, or those of the highest quality.

| Habits |

Alice has a bad habit of being easily-seduced, falling for those that are highly charismatic. Though her expectations in people are high, it is easy to pull her in when those expectations are met. Stemming from this, she has a habit of wanting to be seen higher than others, often competing with other women in her head and comparing herself to others. Alice also has a habit of intervening and involving herself in predicaments that will keep her status and reverence high.

| Hobbies |

Alice has a strong hobby for swordsmanship, but she never truly engages in battle, nor does she have any designated armor or equipment(though she's trying to change this). She also exercises her hobby of singing frequently, partaking in events of operas whether it be watching or performing.

| Likes |

• Traveling
• Being the center of attention
• Music
• King Maddox
• Fashion
• The color red

| Dislikes |

• Being turned down
• Being seen as irrelevant
• Insects
• Untrustworthy people
• Lack of Power
• Disrespect
• Events that show weakness

| Fears |

Alice strongly fears failure, which sometimes motivates her and keeps her determined, or it gets in the way from succeeding and clouds her judgement.

| Personality |

Alice is a strong-willed, opinionated, and demanding individual, usually expressing respect only when she's respected.She is a big dweller of the past and holds grudges over people, especially those that cross her or humiliate her. Alice will relive moments in which she's embarrassed, humiliated, powerless, or weak and turn it into anger, resulting in a strong desire to get revenge on those that cause such feelings. She is an incredibly sore loser when it comes to certain situations such as losing a bet, failing to learn or understand something, or being one-uped.

Alice is also very defensive of those that she cares about, sometimes going to extents of making great sacrifices for the safety of an individual. While Alice does have a very prissy nature, she is a very generous person, enjoying the feeling of giving to those in need and being honored for it in return. She holds a different kind of respect for those that are beneath her than those that are of or above her level, or rank, being kinder to those that are lower and being more stern with those that are equal or better.

| Background |

Alice grew up as a free-spirited child, loving to run free and find unexplored areas, making her a rather mischevious child. She had no desire to be a powerful influencer to her kingdom until she became of age to understand the concept of ruling. Alice has always been used to being supported by the people for simply being born into a noble family, being rather spoiled at her early stages in life. Alice is one of three children in the Allaire family, having two older brothers that grew up scrutinizing her and lecturing her about what she shouldn't and should do. While her parents were close friends to the royal family, she grew up alongside their family, an attraction sparking in the pit of her stomach soon after meeting Prince Maddox. As Alice grew older, her first love interest was established, fantasizing about being the Queen to Maddox soon after he was crowned. With this growing love interest, Alice made it a point to understand the laws of the land and really study the noble families and what effects they had on the country. While she was hopeful that she would become a strong influencer, her intentions changed. Initially, she wanted to be of enough significance that Maddox would begin to notice her more, but her first few tastes of power and delving into the royal dramas shaped her power-craving and ruling personality.

Alice, being smarter and more clever, began to make her role as a noble lady more apparent throughout the country, often giving certain necessities, such as food or materials, to small towns or counties that were in need to gain the favor of the people. Becoming seen as a Lady that helps those in need made her appreciated by many townsfolk and improved her reverence, becoming one of Abhainn's popular nobles. Although, throughout the royal court, many know of her dark side that consists of a now small, but growing, hunger for power and her ability to manipulate and lie. Some believe it's a good strategy to become relevant and climb the hierarchy ladder, while others believe it's a twisted way to fulfill her desires.

As of late, Alice has been involving herself in many predicaments involving the royal court and seeing how far she can get in influencing the country's decisions to soon rise a woman of great power. Though, with little to no current controversies, Alice struggles to show her ruling prowess. Thus, with her desires getting the best of her, Alice seeks to rekindle the raging fires of battle and quarrels between the two kingdoms, strategizing many in-depth plots that will remind the nobles, civilians, and kings of their hatred towards each other.

| Extra |

Alice commonly dreams of the future, wondering what kind of advances would happen hundreds of years down the line. Hopefully a better form of travel than horses...

[The Valkyrie]

Lady in Waiting Keir Farren

_{{ "What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals." }}

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| Name |

Keir Farren

| Nickname |

None yet

| Age |

28

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Kingdom |

Sliabh

| Alliance |

With her Lady, of course.

| In Depth Appearance |

When one is constantly standing next to a future Queen, she can never truly be judged on her own merits. Nevertheless, Keir is far from homely and considered remarkably prepossessing--when she's not being obstinate for some reason or other. She stands at a taller than average 5'8" with a slim but toned build. Her long, dark brown tresses are often secured in some manner as to keep the curls away from her face while her dark blue eyes scrutinize her surroundings. Her skin is a few shades up from alabaster with sparse freckling due to some time spent in the sun.

| Habits |

Keir has a bad habit of snooping, especially where her Lady's welfare is concerned. If it can be sussed out, she intends to know it. She also cannot help but to tidy and/or rearrange anything that she perceives to be messy, crooked, or otherwise out of place. Both have won her praise and reprimanding at various times. She may also be seen twisting the single ring she wears, gifted to her by her father on her sixteenth birthday; it serves as a source of strength in times of need and is a constant reminder of the most cherished relationship she had with him. She never goes anywhere without it.

| Hobbies |

When she's not snooping or being a neat freak, Keir enjoys a myriad of hobbies. Sketching is by far her most favorite hobby followed shortly by enjoying the outdoors and practicing her archery/swordplay; nature-walks may be for pure enjoyment or research for a sketch she has in mind. The occasional people-watching helps in her studies of the human figure. She also enjoys sneaking off with a good book whenever she finds the chance, especially those about adventure and far off lands; a story about adventure, fights, and mystery never go amiss. Of course, whenever her Lady is near, Keir enjoys playing to her strengths and drawing attention to her for maximum benefit.

| Likes |

Art, Music, Dancing, Books, Being outdoors, Useful gossip, Archery, Honesty

| Dislikes |

Liars, Feeling trapped, Being ordered/commanded (by people of equal or lesser rank), Anything that wastes her time (i.e. gossip that serves no purpose), Feeling useless/helpless

| Fears |

Being stuck/imprisoned/trapped somewhere--especially small, enclosed spaces. Not having any control over her present situation. Being alone without friends or family

| Personality |

Keir is a headstrong young woman who doesn't always color inside the lines that society has provided for her. Nevertheless, she does it subtly in ways that are not likely to get her--or her ladyship--more than a scolding. She's especially willing to push the boundaries when it comes to Lady Julia, to whom she is eternally indebted. She is always willing to give her opinion on matters--with permission when in lofty society--and cannot abide dishonesty even to spare someone's feelings. She is slow to trust and sometimes quick to anger depending on the circumstances.

While many chastise her for the habits and hobbies she keeps, the only opinion she holds in high regard so far in life has been that of Lady Julia and her Royal Family. While others do not see the usefulness in a young woman who practices archery/swordplay, sketches, observes closely the environment and people around her, or reads books of various subjects not always considered lady-like, Keir sees how it might benefit her ladyship. It helps that she thinks they are pretty fun and exciting, too. While she has had some interests purely of her own outside of serving the royal family, Keir does wonder at her fate after the betrothal and marriage of Lady Julia to the King of Abhainn; will she return home to her family or remain in Abhainn by Lady Julia's side?

| Background |

Keir Farren is the eldest daughter of the Farrens of Sliabh. With two younger sisters and two older brothers, the Farren line has always been fairly secure even after the death of her father during the war. Her family had overseen the production of some of the kingdoms finest weapons and were well known in their aptitude for using them, so no one was surprised when her father and eldest brother were enlisted to provide weapons and training. They were surprised when one of their training camps was caught unaware by enemy soldiers; it is said that her Lord Farren along with the trainers and trainees were able to defend the camp for long enough to receive reinforcements. Thankfully her older brother was one of those spared, but her father and quite a few of the others were lost in the defense. It was seen as a key tactical defense point which helped hold the line for Slibah in a dire time.

In addition to a boon granted the new young Lord Farren for his service, Keir was offered the esteemed position of Lady in Waiting to the soon to be Queen of Abhainn. She was never sure whose idea it was--because even for her, she felt it would be rude to ask--but she always suspected it may have been her Ladyship's idea. They had met at court previously a few times for various functions and while they had spoken very little, Keir felt they had gotten along quite well. She had never thought she would be more than a Lord's eldest daughter to be married off to gain some favor or other amongst the nobility. Suddenly she found herself elevated far beyond even what she could imagine for herself--and her imagination was fairly active despite the fact she knew none of it would ever be reality. Now, she works to the maximum benefit of her Lady, hoping to be worthy of the position granted her and make good on her father's sacrifice. She's both nervous and excited about traveling to the new kingdom with her Lady Julia. Afterall, if she is to be separated from the rest of the Royal Family after marriage, she should at least be able to keep her Lady in Waiting from Sliabh if she has no one else she knows in Abhainn. Not that Keir is biased or anything...

| Extra |

Keir is especially interested in the Ancient civilizations' art, mythology, culture, et cetera.

[Scarlet Loup]

King Maddox Auclair of Abhainn

King Maddox Auclair

_{{ "No treaty will eclipse the obligation I have to my ancestors and to my people." }}

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| Name |

Maddox Kirc Auclair

| Nickname |

Close companions, and his father especially, took to calling him "Madd" as a boy, and the nickname has stuck. However, the importance of his title usually trumps all nicknames now.

| Age |

Twenty-nine

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Bisexual

| Kingdom |

Abhainn

| Alliance |

His loyalty is to the Kingdom of Abhainn and, more importantly, himself.

| In Depth Appearance |

Maddox has an appearance that, at the very least, can be described as quite average. He stands around six feet, one inch and weighs something like one hundred and seventy pounds. He is well-built, toned from years of swordplay and hunting. He has light hair, kept short, and dazzling blue eyes that crinkle whenever he smiles. Maddox often keeps his chin and cheeks slightly stubbled, and he has been known to let a slight beard grow on his chin and along his jawline. He has very few scars, having never seen a real battle, but he does bear a light scar along his left cheek from a blade that went astray. As his role requires, he dresses well in dark shades of reds and purples, colors that symbolize royalty.

| Habits |

Taps Feet || As a notoriously restless man, Maddox often taps his foot or bounces his leg as a means of subconsciously conveying his boredom to those assembled.
Deep Thought || Maddox is known for his intense expressions of thought including furrowing his brow, chewing on the inside of his cheek, and running his hand along his chin.

| Hobbies |

Sparring || He is often found sparring in the courtyard to improve his swordsmanship, though he is often to easily frustrated to be much good.
Riding || When swordplay grows tedious, he will escape the castle to ride through the forests or hunt.
Games of Strategy || If the weather is poor, he can often be found playing out hypothetical battles on his war table.

| Likes |

Adventure || Maddox likes to be out and about, always looking to do something new and push himself.
Knowledge || Though he often has little time for sitting about and reading, Maddox does love to know as much as he can, increasing his repertoire.
Dogs || He has loved his hounds since childhood and often takes them out when he rides, believing them to be more loyal than any man or woman.
Power || Maddox craves power, and when he has it, he clings on to it desperately, afraid it may be taken from him at any moment.
Ale & Wine || Though not yet a drunkard, Maddox is certainly on his way towards such a fate given the amount of alcohol he consumes. In recent years, having taken the throne, he has begun to limit his consumption so that he may rule more effectively.
Music || One of his lesser known passions is music, though he has never been much good at performing. However, he does love to listen to it especially to unwind.

| Dislikes |

Being Wrong || Nothing spoils Maddox's day like being shown he is incorrect.
Boredom || He grows restless when he has no outlet for his energy, and it often fouls his mood.
Arrogance || Though it is quite hypocritical of him to say, Maddox detests those who think of themselves as better than others.
Defeat || He detests any instance in which he comes out the "loser". He quickly grows angry afterwards, acting rashly in response.
Having His Choices Made for Him || He still retains distaste for his father for arranging his marriage and ending the war. Spoiled as he is, he hates when he has no say in important matters.
Insubordination || Disrespect is guaranteed to cause Maddox's blood to boil, as he feels his rank entitles him to unquestioned loyalty from his subjects.

| Fears |

Death || Maddox's greatest fear is death. He hopes to prove himself as a capable leader, but he worries that an early death in anything but battle will cause him to go down in history as a weak king.
Cats || He has a very intense fear of cats, for his mother had one than often lashed out at him as a boy.
Open Water || Having never learned to swim, Maddox fears lakes and oceans and the fact that he could drown.

| Personality |

Maddox is a man who has grown up wanting very little in his entire life except the approval of his mother and father. He comes off as spoiled and bratty, which certainly isn't wrong. He often acts will little regard for the consequences of his actions, even though if he thought his choice through more carefully, he certainly would be more capable of better decisions. Maddox is quick to anger, and he releases his anger verbally with hardly any filter.

It is a shame, for Maddox certainly would have an intelligence to rival any opponent if only he were to tame his anger. He is also quite immature, which does not help his thought process. Maddox views war as nothing more than a large game with high stakes. He is a risk taker through and through.

Still, Maddox is well-spoken from years of being tutored to take over Abhainn. He knows much in the ways of the history of the two kingdoms. He craves a challenge in every day life, though he certainly still grows frustrated with any opponent, animate or not, that he can not overcome. His ambition is startling, for when he is knocked down, he comes back stronger and more determined than before.

| Background |

Scandal has followed Maddox as long as he has known life. He was born to King Frederick the Sixth by a mistress, though attempts were made to pass the boy off as the Queen's true born son. These lies lasted very briefly, for it was quite common knowledge that Frederick's wife was infertile, unable to provide him the heir he needed to continue the line of royalty in Abhainn. While his "mother" never grew to accept the bastard child, Maddox received Frederick's full attention. As such, he was spoiled despite his father's efforts to instill leadership and wisdom in the boy. As Maddox grew up in a war-ravaged country, he became fascinated with the conflict. Often, returning knights would find him running after their horses, begging for a report of the situation.

His father urged the boy to focus his passion into his studies, and though Maddox was reluctant at first, he eventually grew to love studying history, the tales of soldiers and their kings who fought valiantly for Abhainn. Maddox was in his teens when his father announced the plans for the treaty that would end the war and unite the kingdoms through marriage. The boy shut down, growing distant and gloomy as his past time was snatched out from under him.

Maddox channeled his frustration into drinking and sleeping around. Perhaps his apathy was what drove Frederick to the grave when Maddox was twenty-four. He was coronated shortly after, ascending to his father's throne as he had been expected to do since infancy. In recent years, he has certainly grown more lively and interested in his studies, perhaps preparing himself for something greater.

| Extra |

I love anything science-fiction/future related (especially if there's a good dystopian aspect!)

[Filthy Mudblood]

Lady Amaryllis of Slibah

_{{ ”If you don't get what you want, you didn't want it hard enough.” }}

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| Name |

Amaryllis Ward

| Nickname |

'Lissa' - anyone that is close to her calls her this. She insists that Amaryllis is too much of a mouthful.
'Prissa' - not a fond nickname.

| Age |

28 years old.

| Gender |

Female.

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Kingdom |

Slibah.

| Alliance |

Without a doubt, with the King of Abhainn.

| In Depth Appearance |

Despite her stature in court, Lissa has the colouring of a country girl. Unlike the fair hair and blue eyes that is so fashionable in the upper class, she has dark chestnut hair (almost black, mind you) and warm chocolate brown eyes. Her porcelain skin is dusted with freckles - on the high points of her cheeks, nose, and shoulders - so she is not the perfect image of a Lady that so many would expect.

Standing at 5'6" with a toned, curvaceous figure, Lissa knows what suits her and what doesn't. She likes to wear expensive, figure-hugging dresses that usually feature dark colours such as mauve and even black. She finds no issue in wearing a corset every once in a while, especially for a special occasion. She is not one of those stupid girls that binds it far too tight - at least she isn't anymore - but she merely uses it these days as a form of keeping things where they should. When it comes to cosmetics, she rarely relies on them yet knows how to accentuate the already-pretty features she has to make them beautiful and eye catching. She is a stunner for sure. No wonder.

| Habits |

In her younger years, Lissa was known for often zoning out in one of her daydreams. She'd be teased - not unkindly - for her little moments where she'd be so wrapped up in her own mind that she had no idea what was going on around her. She still has these moments, however less frequently, and she is still in a world of her own.

Another thing that can be noticed about Lissa is that she fidgets. A lot. Her fingers seem to always be playing with something or drumming against a surface - it's a nervous habit that so many are surprised to see as it puts a crack in her otherwise perfect composure.

| Hobbies |

- She has known how to play the harp since a very young age and often performs for the royal family at their celebrations. She has unexpectedly tough fingers to show for this.

- Dancing is something else Lissa loves to do - in fact, she used to be famous for it. Now that she has matured she has 'less time' for dancing and it is less welcomed in the court, so she prefers to spread her wings in private where no one can judge her.

| Likes |

- Dark colours
- King Maddox
- Meddling
- Getting what she wants
- Sunsets
- Rain
- Dancing

| Dislikes |

- The 'future queen of Abhainn'
- Looking untidy
- Hot weather
- Being told what to do
- Spiders
- The inferiority of women in court

| Fears |

Lissa is most uncomfortable when she is not in control. If something goes wrong that is not part of her plan then she begins to panic because lack of control means chaos and chaos leads to failure.

| Personality |

Amaryllis Ward burns bright and fast. She is not one to stoop to court formalities, or to suck up to some Lord to get others to like her. Instead, she makes sure that she gets what she wants and when she wants it without caring what others think. This, of course, gains her many allies and many enemies. With Lissa, you either love her or you hate her. What would you expect with such a headstrong girl?

Lissa is an expert in the art of manipulation. If she's close to you, it is most likely because she wants something. Don't get me wrong, most people know this - but what they don't know is how hard it is to resist her. Despite being friendly and polite enough within court, she is somewhat distant, so as soon as one feels as if they're getting through to Lissa, they're hooked. They get to know the passionate, warm and hopelessly stubborn girl that no one else can see. They feel special. And she knows exactly how to twist that to her own advantage.

This does not mean she's heartless, or evil. She uses people - big deal. That doesn't mean that there's not a handful of people that she truly cares about. And these people get to see past the cold and calculating woman of court and into the intensely loving person that is far lonelier than she'll ever let on. So stick around. She's worth it.

| Background |

With the mention of her name, almost everyone is Abhainn that has some way of finding out gossip will know about Lisa's relationship with the king. A scandal, most would whisper, and indeed a scandal it was.

Amaryllis was born into one of the most highborn families in Abhainn. In fact, she happened to be the only daughter of the Ward family and therefore one of the only girls in the kingdom to grow up with the royal family. In particular, the then-young prince Maddox of Abhainn. The two were close friends until their late teen years, and would spend their days exploring together in the castle grounds, the castle itself, or even sneaking out into the surrounding forests. Of course, this close friendship turned into something more and Lissa found herself deeply in love with Maddox. If he felt the same way, it was unlikely - she suspected that for him their new affair was something purely physical, a way of rebelling from the future he had been given. It did not phase her at the time, for they had their whole lives ahead of them for her to be with him and for him to learn to love her. At least, that's what she thought.

The pair continued their exploits into their early twenties, all the while Lissa's parents were working hard to find her a good man to marry. Not only because she was passing the optimum age for marriage, but because rumours were starting to spread about her and the King. Of course, there was no evidence, but the gossip was enough to enstrange her from the court she grew up in. It wasn't long before she was whisked away to Slibah to marry some lord without even a goodbye to her 'beloved'.

Six years pass and her husband, a kind yet filthy rich Lord that was more interested in whoring and dunking than looking after his wife, died quite suddenly of consumption. At least, that's what people say he died of. No one is quite sure. And so Amaryllis returns to Abhainn at just the right time for the future queen's welcoming celebration. It is apparent that she is quite different despite looking very much the same - where before she was a vibrant, flirtatious girl, she is now a cunning, passionate woman. And she has her sights set on the King himself.

| Extra |

The time of the Tudors is one of my favourite moments in history. I also happen to love the TV show Tudors.

[Bishop]

Black jack

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"Once I enter the playing field, the game will be over."

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| N I C K N A M E |
Black Jack

| A G E |
37

| G E N D E R |
Male

| S E X U A L I T Y |
Bisexual

| K I N G D O M a n d A L L I A N C E |
Kingdom of Slibah

| H A B I T S |
Knuckle Cracking♦When he gets annoyed or impatient he begins to crack his knuckles.
Contemplating♦During times when he falls into deep thinking, he puts both hands, balled in fists, in his forehead and weighs his body on them.

| H O B B I E S |
Chess♦A stimulant of the mind. A game that he enjoys and plays exceptionally well.
Tournaments♦Competitions of strength, agility, reflex and intelligence. There is nothing like the sensation that courses through your body when you stand victorious over the defeated opponent.

| L I K E S |
Fights♦The chaos amidst battle. The purity of it cannot be found anywhere else. He feels free during that moment.
Pleasure♦The pleasures of the flesh and those of the mind. What other reason could a person have to live if not for pleasure?

| D I S L I K E S |
Insubordination♦Incompetence♦Weakness♦Defeat

| F E A R S |
None

| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
A fucking psychopath. He lacks the ability to connect emotionally with others. This has lead to him being seen as an unforgiving and heartless person..which is true. He isn't someone to just give second chances based on how sorry someone feels or how regretful they are. If they show promise of contributing more after the mistake than he "forgives them" but if they are just ordinary worthless people than he doesn't even spare them a second glance. But despite his lack of emotional connection he can perfectly fake them to achieve the desired effect..not that he should care anymore since he became king. He can just blatantly tell someone that he doesn't give a fuck then proceed to ignore them or kill them.

But more often than not, unless you are fucking whores, you need to show some form of empathy to establish a connection, no matter how small it is, in order for the riding to be good. But that's all there is to him, pleasure. He does things which make him feel good. That's as far as his ambitions go.
He wants something? He will take it. He thinks he will want something a few years from now? He will grab it. He doesn't want someone to have that thing? He will break it.

| B A C K G R O U N D |
First of all he is the bastard son of the king and one of the queen's maids. Besides his son and daughter that he had with the queen, he was about to father another child, someone who would never know the face of his father. When the maiden was to give birth, she was given permission by the queen for a week of leave. The queen didn't know the child was the king's and the king made sure it remained that way. And a boy was birthed into this world, little Jack. The maid sent him to her parents who took care of the kid until he was 10 at which time the King came to their house and took the boy to the castle to join the workers. The child still didn't know the King was his father but his mother was genuinely surprised when the King showed up one day with the child. They tried to avoid contact with the kid but both would sometimes get careless and get close to the kid, showing parenting care. The queen started to harbor doubts as she didn't believe that the child was "the kid of a close dead friend's of mine" as the king had put it.

5 more years passed and the queen was finally sure that the child was the King's by the way he interacted with him when the king thought there were no prying eyes. This fueled a raging jealousy within the queen who started to see the child as a threat. So she devised a plan to poison the child and for this he gave her most trusted maid a vial of poison, the effect of which mimicked natural causes of death, removing allegations of foul play. As it happens, her most trusted maid was Jack's mother, Mary. And when she found out that the queen wanted her to kill her own son, it came as a sock for the maid. Out of spite the maid poisoned the Queen's son instead. Zachariah perished come morning of the next light. During the following night, right after the prince's death, the maid who was charged with killing Jack was summoned by the Queen to her chambers. As soon as she entered, the doors locked behind her. The queen had her back turned to the maid and was leaning on the balcony, a dagger on hand, out of sight from the eyes of the maid. The queen had found out that Jack was her child and that she had poisoned hers instead of him. The queen spoke to the maid, telling her all the horrid and painful things she would do to her son. She was bitter and wanted nothing more than for Mary to suffer, then end her. Just as she was about to turn, the maid who had gotten close to the queen during their conversation pushed her off the balcony.

The maid claimed that the queen had killer herself out of grief but the King would have none of that. He executed all of his late wife's hand maidens, blaming them for not noticing the queen's fragile state of mind and not helping her. And in the end, he imprisoned Jack. He blamed the boy for all of this thought deep down, a part of him knew this to be a lie, knew that the reason for imprisoning the boy was to lock down the feelings of guilt and betrayal that caused his heart to ache.

So Jack stayed imprisoned for several years and every time the king felt bitter or was intoxicated, he came to the dungeons and roughed him up, tears in his eyes, all the while blaming the kid for what happened that night. This went on for 4 years. The king then got an illness which after thorough analyses was said to be incurable, giving him a couple more years. The king was still grieving the death of his wife and as so he couldn't bare* to bare another child with another woman but he still needed a son to pass the throne to. As the situation was looking hopeless, he remembered of the son he had in the dungeon. He was his son after all. And so one day he came with open arms to his son, finally embracing him as his kin claiming that he would rule the throne one day. The king didn't only do this out of necessity, once he looked past the grief he found sorrow within himself, regret for having treated his flesh and blood like that. But the time in the dungeon and the fact that this king who proclaimed to be his father had killed his mother, coupled with the beatings had transformed the boy. TO begin with, he was just blank. It might've been the solitude, leaving him for weeks on end without any company or light..It could also have been the constant beatings, though the solitude was so haunting that the boy looked past the physical pain and enjoyed the presence and sight of another human. When the King came with the news, he felt nothing, not even hate for the man, he was just human after all. And so, a broken kid who had the emotions squeezed out of him began the long journey to ruling a country.

11 more years passed, 11 more years in training for his role as the future king of Slibah and the king's condition was only worsening. It was a miracle that he had lived this long, surpassing all expectations. The boy was now a man, 30 years of age and still waiting for his rightful throne. A crisis had emerged which could bring them to the brink of war. A crisis that was easily solvable, give Julianna, the princess, over to the kingdom of Abhain. This proposal was sure to calm the bloods but the king was dead set on not giving his daughter away. He had lost enough family and he had learned his mistake from mistreating his kin. He didn't want to force this upon his daughter, he wanted to let her have the life she wanted. Jack on the other end found this decision of the king unwise. They had gone and talked for peace treaties, the other side had requested the hand of the princess for marriage and the king would let all of that burn? For what? So that his daughter could be happy? Jack decided that he had endured enough of this foolish, feeble man. He took the peace treaty and slipped it with other common problems and projects that needed the king's signature to be approved. Unknowingly the king had signed his daughter away.

When Julianna came to confront her father about this, he was genuinely shocked and summoned Jack at once. The prince, not being present, came at a later time, when no one was around. When the king's guard's shift ended, he put his own guards on the door. They let him entry to the king's chambers where he finally confronted his father. After a heated argument about right and wrong, about betrayal and mistreatment, Jack had had enough, took the pillow and suffocated the king. One thing surprised him at that moment, he felt nothing for that man, not even anger, no sadness, only clarity. He got out of the chambers and ordered the guards to tell no one that he was there. The next morning he could hear the cries of his sister on his late father's chambers. With the king announced dead, he was the new king at last.

The years to come were straining for the people of the kingdom. Jack invested heavily in the mining and ship building, decreeing that every man aged 30-60 would be sent to the mines. Because of this his economy bloomed as the trading with the countries over seas was flourishing. This wasn't slave labor, more like forced work. He assured them that their families would be payed and in case of their death they would be compensated generously. He also focused on building his army and upgrading his weapons, armors and battle armaments. For boys aged 8-21, the army awaited them. He even started to buy slave kids. Jack had devised the new training regiment himself. For young adults the training would be harsh focused in patriotism, fighting for their country. For the younger kids he would engrave loyalty into their very bone. They would be his hands and do his bidding behind the public eyes. They were trained to obey only him. How were they trained? They were split into teams of 2 during all their training, learning to count on their partner to survive it and those who did had to pass one final test, kill their partner. The graduation test. This assured their loyalty to the king. This special force, this secret police was called

The Black Hand

The peace treaty was still pending but the King of Slibah made clear that he had every intention of upholding his end. The princess would be delivered.

| E X T R A |

[Pundii]

Lord Aedan of Sliabh

_{{ ”If you wish for peace, you must be willing to fight.” }}

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| Name |

Aedan Merryn.

| Nickname |

'The Lionheart' - The title Aedan earned among many of his troops and warriors of Abhainn who he faced in combat.

| Age |

Thirty.

| Gender |

Male.

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual.

| Kingdom |

Sliabh.

| Alliance |

The Late George III Of Sliabh

| In Depth Appearance |

Not the largest and strongest, nor the smallest and most agile, Aedan's physique is a firm balance between the two, though still athletic and muscular, betraying his warrior lifestyle. His wavy, black hair is often held up in a bun, fading down into a well-kept beard which does not extend too far from his face. He has a pair of dark grey, almost blackened eyes, and fair white skin. Most of Aedan's body is free of scars, though there is one particularly noticeable one which runs from his forehead down to the side of his right eye, one he received in a particularly close call with a Knight of Abhainn during the war. Living primarily in the Northern parts of Sliabh, Aedan tends to be seen in warm clothes, fur cloaks and thick leathers as opposed to well-made or decorated nobles' dress. Generally, some refer to Aedan as looking solemn or guarded in his expression.

| Habits |

Stroking his Beard || When deep in thought, Aedan has a habit of running his fingers through his beard, scratching at it or straightening it out as he considers plans or what to do next.

Chewing his Gums || When frustrated or in any situation of particular irritation or annoyance, Aedan tends to chew on the gums in his cheeks or biting his lips. He does it subconsciously, and it generally takes for Aedan to be immensely irritated for him to do it.

| Hobbies |

Reading || Though he is a fighter first, Aedan prides himself on being well-educated. Knowing that he is lucky to be so well-educated, he spends a great deal of his free time studying history, tactics and all manner of things.

Duelling || While he is a general and strategist, Aedan still prides himself on his skill as a swordsman. He often takes the time to personally assist in the training of his men and guards, sparring and duelling with them to help them improve, as well as himself.

| Likes |

Honour || Aedan has a strong and proud sense of honour, and he respects those who similarly have such a code they follow.
Books || Learning is one of Aedan's preferred past-times, and so he enjoys books of almost any kind. Though, history in particular is a favoured topic.
Ale || Like most men, Aedan enjoys ale when it is appropriate, preferring it to wine.
Peace || Aedan may be a soldier and a warrior, but he professes an intense devotion to the attainment and preservation of peace in all forms.
Cold Weather || Aedan is mostly used to cold weather, he prefers it as it reminds him often of home, and he believes it breeds strong folk.

| Dislikes |

Traitors || Loyalty is important to Aedan, and those who abandon their loyalty to the kingdom of Sliabh, whoever they are, are sure to gain Aedan's ire.
Arrogance || People who claim titles or respect which they have not earned is one of the things Aedan can hardly stand.
Noble Expectations || The expectation that as a noble, Aedan should be primarily focused on finding a wife and making a lasting family name, is something he detests
Southerners || Though he's polite enough to keep it to himself, Aedan finds those from the south tend to be fancier, weaker,
and generally more irritating than he prefers.
Murderers || Though he has debated if such a distaste is hypocritical, Aedan finds the taking of one's life which is not for proper reason the most detestable act of all.

| Fears |

Ruling || Though it would be an immensely unlikely circumstance, being a lord is already terrible enough for Aedan, who would prefer to live his life on the battlefield, rather than on a throne.

| Personality |

Hardened, strong and solemn, Aedan does not fit the category of most noble lords. Strength is one of Aedan's best characteristics,
though it is Strength of Heart. An incredibly brave man, Aedan would never back down from any sort of challenge, and fears of death or injury have always been the last thing he'd give thought to. Given his rough beginnings, Aedan has also held a great deal of respect and even love for the common folk beneath him. He takes no pleasure in being considered above others, and does his best to protect the common folk, while making as little a show of his wealth and stature as he is able to.

While he is honourable and loyal, earning Aedan's trust is not an easy thing to do. An incredibly reserved and solemn person, Aedan does not make friends easily, and he is rarely even seen with a smile on his face. Considering he is the only one of his family, and many of Aedan's closest friends have died in battle, there is little people know of his history, or even of him aside from rumours, and he endeavours to keep it that way, generally not wishing to risk any sort of affection for others.

| Background |

Aedan Merryn was born a commoner, his father a blacksmith and mother a cook in the north of Sliabh. His childhood was as most common boys' was, without much in the way of education, and with its fair degree of troubles. Luckily, work was never hard to come by for his parents, with his father regularly receiving work with the war, and his mother having all sorts of travelers going between the kingdoms to cook for. Aedan's life was changed, however when an Abhainn army took over his home. His father killed in the fighting, Aedan became separated from his mother shortly after, never learning her fate, as he was eventually picked up by a group of Sliabhan soldiers retreating south. Though he was young at the time, Aedan ended up joining with the soldiers, being trained to eventually join the Sliabhan army.

As he aged, Aedan's ability and rank in the army grew, and he was eventually knighted for his valour and ability in fighting. Becoming a general of the Sliabhan forces, Aedan spearheaded a major counter-offensive in the North, retaking large areas of territory which had been lost in the war with Abhainn. It was during this counter-offensive that Aedan earned the title of 'Lionheart', given out of respect for him by some of his enemies, before the name began to spread among his own men as well. Retaking his homeland, Aedan was ordered to hold it by King George III, and given a lordship along with the land while the treaty with Abhainn was being discussed. Though he had never particularly wished to rule, Aedan accepted out of a deep loyalty for the king, and began to rule and lead his armies in the North,
defending against the occasional skirmish while the treaty was negotiated.

During his lordship, Aedan made a few visits to the capital to speak with the king, becoming a close ally and even confidant for George III. There were some in court who suggested that in some way Aedan had been a son that George had always wished he'd had, instead of his own child and the new King, Jack I. When Jack was crowned following George's death, Aedan maintained his loyalty to the kingdom of Sliabh, though he has always maintained an air of caution about the new king, openly disagreeing with a number of his decisions and decrees. Regardless, Aedan remains a loyal servant of Sliabh, and for now, a personal guard to the Lady Julianna.

| Extra |

I'd be hard-pressed to decide between anything Medieval or Sci-Fi.

[Fabricant451]

Queen Rhoslyn of Slibah

_{{ ”Despite what my husband claims, he does not rule all of Slibah.” }}

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| Name |

Rhoslyn; Her Majesty Queen Rhoslyn

| Nickname |

'Your Highness'
'The Black Rose'

| Age |

32

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Bisexual

| Kingdom |

Slibah

| Alliance |

Why, the King of Slibah, of course. Perish any other thoughts.

| In Depth Appearance |

No one can deny the beauty that Lady Rhoslyn possesses even as she enters her middle age of life. Had she not been claimed by the king she would have no shortage of suitors despite her house's standing. There's a graceful presence about her aided by her height which almost puts her on par with the king at standing height without the aid of heels. Her hair is finely brushed and maintained with an ebon luster that does a fair job at hiding the slowly encroaching signs of aging. Her face is striking, with expressive eyes marked with emerald green pupils, and skin soft (though hardened over her marriage) and porcelain in sheen. Her figure, oft hidden behind the finery of dresses and attire befitting those of regal standing, has lost some of its younger, youthful curves though she remains rather healthy. Rhoslyn has a mature beauty about her and it is her belief that she still remains the envy of women in Slibah and beyond. Roses do not wilt easily.

| Habits |

Glances.|| Rhoslyn, perhaps because of her position in life, has a tendency to look down on those that demand or request an audience with her or her husband. Its subtle, and she might not even be aware of it herself, but there's always a subtly incline of her head and a narrowing of her eyes that she gives when boredom or disbelief strikes. It has caused some to find her arrogant, or condescending.

Singing.|| More often than not humming, Rhoslyn has a tendency to hum or sing a few bars of a song when she is by herself (or with her ladies in waiting) or lost in thought. She once had a more renowned singing voice but she has not sung so sweetly in some time.
There's still some soothing sound to be heard there, but it's a more husky melody.

| Hobbies |

Gardening.|| The Queen enjoys flowers, be it as a gift or just an adornment. As such she insisted that a garden be installed on the castle grounds. She often maintains it personally though select servants have her permission to tend to it in her absence.

Games of Chance/Skill.|| An acquired hobby, to be sure, but one that she has developed a slight affinity for. She has played her husband in chess before but often she prefers games not about strategy but that illusive lady known as luck. While not one to gamble funds or the like, she is not above playing a game to pass the time. And the stakes depend on her mood. But of course, given her position...she is quite familiar with winning.

| Likes |

Theatre, with a fondness for dramatic performances
Flirtation. It's a game she excels at, either to the chagrin or delight of her dearly beloved.
Writing. She was taught to read and write as part of her grooming and though she finds reading for extended periods of time to be absolutely droll, she does find the art of note writing to have a certain appeal.
Banquets at Court. While not one to indulge in food to excess, there's something utterly divine about a celebratory banquet. Be it the music-like noise or the finer wines, the Queen can be counted on to appear when a banquet is held in Slibah.
Fine Things. And not merely material goods, of course.

| Dislikes |

Gossips. So many lords and ladies at court have tongues that simply flap about. Perhaps she will get someone to see said tongues removed.
Drunkards and Ale. Men who cannot hold their ale should not drink it, nor should soldiers on the battlefield be given ale before a battle.
Ale is the drink for lushes. Wine is the drink for proper ladies and gentlemen.
Her Sister-By-Law. The mewling child is ignorant of the ways of court.
Upstarts. A polite way of saying she despises when people presume to step above their means and bounds. There's something to be said of those who achieve it through merit, but those who are on the low rung of the ladder playing above their lot is a pathetic sight.
Tournaments. Rare is the tournament for anything other than males feeling the need to stroke their egos rather than themselves for a change.

| Fears |

Her Husband. Specifically his lack of empathy. She fears that he can do more harm than good, but she also understands that often rulers like him are needed, especially in trying times. She doesn't fear him deeply, and though she knows it's doubtful he felt the same there was love there - perhaps in the early days as is the case with many a newly crowned queen. She mostly fears what he could represent,
but by the same token she is glad to be on the right side of him.

| Personality |

While roses are quite beautiful they also have thorns and this can be said of Slibah's 'Black Rose' as well. Though not nearly as extreme as the king, Rhoslyn can be quite thorny - speaking with barbs and well spoken and chosen words. When it comes to king and queen,
many will agree that Rhoslyn is much more fair when it comes to day-to-day dealings, but of course the Queen's advice is often just noise as far as the ruling men are concerned. Rhoslyn is not simply a dutiful, figurehead queen; she involves herself in the politics and problems of the realm and will not simply be quiet when the king is speaking. Her voice will be heard. Jack may not have ambitions,
but Rhoslyn certainly does.

It's difficult to trust Rhoslyn even as she's shown to be far less harsh than her husband. And it's perhaps for the best, as Rhoslyn is not above duplicity and manipulative language in order to get what she wants. It's rare that a deal made with Rhoslyn will be beneficial to anyone other than herself in the end. It might well have been the duplicitous nature that has made her an effective queen. She understands the games the men play and how to manipulate the board to her favor. Nothing she does is done without consideration. The King rules Slibah. But the King does not rule all of its citizens.

| Background |

No one was expecting Roslyn to ever become queen. She wasn't groomed for nobility or even for court, despite her coming from a somewhat noble house - the Chetwynde's who were a sworn house to a larger family. Rhoslyn was surely going to be a tool in a political marriage, a means of increasing her house's own standing. She certainly had the look, noted as being the beautiful one of the Flower Children: those being Marric Chetwynde's three daughters (And one son) who were each named for different flowers and said to be as sweet.
Even his son was noted to be beautiful though it was unlikely he would be a suitable heir given the son's noted 'degeneracy' for laying with men.

The Flower Children were means for Marric to bring some more standing to his house, perhaps to be more than just a smaller house with a decent, if tiny, claim of land. He was banking on his eldest to marry the head of one of the larger houses in Slibah but it was Rhoslyn that caught the eye of the man who become king.

Rhoslyn remembered when the news of the king's death reached the ears of the people, for at the time Rhoslyn was a lady-in-waiting,
sent to the capital by her father on the possibility of catching the attention of a noble. Rhoslyn only had her beauty and her singing voice and certainly she had her suitors, but Rhoslyn was not interested in lords that looked as old as her father and even more round in the middle. That might have made her arrogant, but she had always been one with ambitions - and those ambitions didn't fall in line with simply doing what her father wished.

Rhoslyn of course heard the rumors of the king's death and whether or not she believed it was irrelevant. In what was both her biggest error and greatest play, she requested an audience with the new king in a poor attempt to use the rumors to her advantage. She received a lesson in nobility and politics that day. Perhaps it was her beauty, perhaps it was her boldness, she couldn't exactly say but even with her grave miscalculation and insult - that being attempting to blackmail the king of all people - she wasn't sentenced to prison or death. She counted herself lucky.

She counted herself even luckier when the pleasure of her company led to a proposition.

What girl would say no to a crown, even if it was offered not with the childish notion of true love. Such was the way of the world. It was unusual, a girl from a family of no real renown being made queen, but it provided a decent narrative to the masses. Rhoslyn was quite radiant and many within Slibah bought into the false belief that their new king married not for political power but because of his heart being claimed. A marriage for love rather than a marriage of convenience. A king needs a queen, and Rhoslyn would do for that.

It wasn't without its adverse effects. Marric Chetwynde, hearing that one of his daughters was to be queen, demanded an audience and more territory so his family could be a true noble house. His execution for insolence was the day before his daughter's wedding. In the years since their marriage, Rhoslyn has stood by her husband even through things that she didn't always agree with. But as far as royal marriages go, it could be worse. The worst thing she's lost, other than her innocence, was her singing voice. There are worse things to lose.

She could be joining her father, as an example.

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I've always liked the aesthetic of the jazz age if not the uh...unfortunate parts.

[vFear]

Prince Antoine of Slibah

Prince Antoine

_{{ ”I only wish that things were that simple.” }}

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| Name |

Prince Antoine, heir apparent of Slibah.

| Nickname |

Tony - a common nickname used by close friends and members of family, provided he isn't in trouble. Derived from Antoine as a simpler, shorthand version of the name.
The Young Rose - an almost derogatory nickname mostly used to indirectly reference the distance between Antoine and his guardian, King Jack I. It comes from Antoine taking partially after his guardian's wife, the Black Rose, whereas he has been quite distant from his father for most of his life.

| Age |

17.

| Gender |

Male.

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual.

| Kingdom |

Slibah.

| Alliance |

The broader Kingdom of Slibah; not particularly the King alone, but not that he'd let that slip.

| In Depth Appearance |

Antoine stands at 5 feet and 10 inches with a light complexion, dark hair, and a build that sits somewhere between healthy and semi-athletic. He bears a head of light brown, curly hair, which is more often than not tied back for comfort. He is conscious of his appearance and makes an effort to frequently groom and wash, which includes a regular clean shave - not that his beard is anything close to handsome yet anyway. He has a small scar on his left calf from an accident at the river as a child which, while barely worth mentioning, serves as a useful identifying feature. He normally carries a hand-and-a-half sword on his hip, right beside a dagger.

| Habits |

Rubbing his temples - When stressed or in thought, Antoine will often rub at his temples with his fingers. He normally uses his left hand but the right sometimes acts as a suitable substitute.
Glancing - A habit he acquired from his perceptive guardian's wife, Antoine often sneaks glances at what's going on around him. He's quite wary in his own home, being distant from his family as he is, and in turn makes a note of paying attention to what's happening or changing.

| Hobbies |

Chess - Perhaps the only thing he's taken from his guardian, Antoine is a frequent chess player. While he enjoys the game, he believes there isn't much in the way of skills that can be transferred to "real life", so he strictly regards it as a game.
Reading - At the advice of the prior Castellan, Antoine is a frequent reader. While he has indulged in "the classics" out of apparent necessity, he currently enjoys more "relevant" pieces - such as legal documents, plans, and reports. He favors martial documents, namely documents relating to command and logistics.
Longswording - Antoine frequently practices with the two-handed longsword, admiring it the most out of the various martial arms choices. While he's definitely capable - for a 17 year old, at least - he's by no extent gifted; a sword isn't out of place in his hands, but he would be out of place in a melee.

| Likes |

Peace - From a bit of quiet to realm-wide peace.
Family - Antoine greatly values family and kin; it's just unfortunate his current guardians aren't his legitimate family.
Horsemanship - Antoine is close with Willem, his gelding. He enjoys spending time with him and often visits the stables or takes to the trails to unwind.
Archives and Libraries - Antoine enjoys spending time becoming familiar with archives and libraries, reading through texts and reports that strike his interest.
Lakes and Rivers - Antoine enjoys spending time at lakes and rivers, whether it be swimming or watching the water.

| Dislikes |

Extreme Cold - While extreme heat is tolerable with a well-deserved swim at the end of the day, extreme cold irritates Antoine. His hatred of winter is no secret, from both a personal and a logistics perspective.
Honor, conceptually - Antonio finds honor conceptually difficult: if one has sworn an oath to a liege, but the liege is a tyrant, then is the honorable option to break the oath and deliver justice, or to keep the oath and let it happen? He's currently in the process of some soul-searching to try and find an answer.
Ale - Antonio's "mother" has influenced him to have a disdain for ale, if nothing else. Unfortunately, wine doesn't particularly strike his fancy either.
King Jack I - Antonio is well aware of Jack's "hobbies" - his inclination to hedonism, even at the expense of others. He isn't sure what he wants to do, but he knows he wants to do something, eventually.
Tardiness - Antonio is, as a man of logistics and statesmanship, punctual; naturally, tardiness is one of his pet hates as he has,
more often than not, planned out most of his day in advance.

| Fears |

Oceans and Seas - While Antoine loves rivers and lakes, he's almost irrationally afraid of deep water. He sees it as something akin to a void or abyss.
Torture - Seeing what his guardian can do has instilled a fear of torture in Antonio first hand. To this day, he has vowed to sooner fall on his sword before submitting to torture.

| Personality |

Antonio is a bit unconventional: while he's reserved, he's certainly not shy, and while he spends arguably too much thinking, he's certainly not an introvert. This comes from a mix of two things: unusual circumstances and the stage of his life. Within his househould, he's meant to break bread with both a sadistic hedonist and the woman who doesn't miss any detail; the social isolation, despite being surrounded by the royal family of Silbah of all things, presses him into a reserved and focused state of mind. To add to this, he's at the stage of his life where he's discovering his identity: learning to love, learning what he values, learning how to become the successful nobleman his guardian would have him become - or, more pressingly, that his real parents would be proud to see him become.

While his situation may cause an unconventional personality, it does bring out the best of his commitment and dedication. His life revolves around growing up - his identity, what's "right", what he should do. To this end, he's steadfast and determined, a trait that will likely stay with him for the majority of his life; after all, it's all he's known throughout his child.

| Background |

Antoine was born 17 years ago to the prior King and Queen of Slibah, shortly before the events that would lead to both of their deaths; so naturally, his childhood was a little bit complicated. He was barely old enough to form memories when he lost his mother. He only watched his father gradually slip in his state of mind for a bit over a year before he was whisked away by the prior Queen's family: following the suspicious circumstances of his mothers death, her grieving family plotted to abduct and "rescue" the King's other son. After all, the illegitimate son was in prison, so there was no fear of the throne coming to the lap of a pretender, right? Unfortunately, the King's unforeseen illness struck far too quickly, and before the family could plot to prevent the legitimization of the bastard son by returning a legitimate child to the fold, the cards were set. With the new King now in power, exposing a threat to his rule who was that young came with great risk in and of itself, so the prior Queen's family kept Antoine, hiding him from the world and plotting his return to the royal court.

Some time passed - not that nothing happened. It was a tricky situation: there was no doubt that now-King Jack I would plot to murder Antoine if he was discovered as a threat to his rule, although this would make a useful piece in a scheme to return the prior Queen's family to power in Slibah. When Antoine was only 12, still learning the common tongue with the scholars, the prior Queen's family set their scheme into motion: a miner turned in a young child to the city watch, stating that he found him abandoned in the mines and took him in, and that he suspects him to be the lost noble, Antoine. With some careful maneuvering and a bit of political pressure, Antoine was returned to the royal court as the heir apparent: while he would not press his claim on the Slibahn crown, he would instead inherit it; at least, if he made it that far.

Since Antoine returned to the royal court, he's come to understand - fear, even - the hedonistic nature of his adoptive father and has caught on to the nature of his legitimate family's plot. He's between a rock and a hard place and on top of all that, he's in the thick of growing up. While he hates the hedonist Jack I, fond of the vile extremes of pleasure as he is, he's certainly not fond of his immediate family either, noting their schemes to return to power using him as the main piece - at the risk of his life. The big question to him now is, what's the best thing to do? He thinks about it arguably too much.

| Extra |

I can't say I have any particular favorite, although I am lenient towards medieval dark ages and napoleonic time periods.

[Legion02]

Prince Willian of Abhainn

Prince Willian of Abhainn

_{{ ”I know who I am. I know what my duty is.” }}

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| Name |

William Uther Pengrance

| Nickname |

Shadow

| Age |

19

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Hetero

| Kingdom |

Abhainn

| Alliance |

The kingdom of Abhainn, more specifically with king Maddox

| In Depth Appearance |

At least a few sentences describing their general appearance, please.

| Habits |

Nightwalker - Plagued by nightmares and restless nights in his youth, Willian often wandered around the castle, gardens and streets. Falling in love with the silence of the night. It, in part, earned him his nickname: shadow. These days he walks around at night at his own volition.

| Hobbies |

Hunting - A great many nobles go out on horse with hounds, chase rabbits while laughing amongst each other. They even drink wine and call it hunting. Willian, a bastard, was never invited to these events. Nor did he want to go when he was younger, for he met other people. Poaching farmers taught him how to actually hunt. How to set traps, bait your prey and wait out days and days until you caught something. Further he learned how to gut various animals. Ranging from rabbit to deer.

Sword fighting - William is a very martial inclined youth. He likes the feel of a sword and the weight of his armor. Oftentimes he trains with the veteran knights in an attempt to improve himself. He certainly isn't bad, but he has much to learn. Something he only realizes half the time. Still, his talent is something of note.

Horse mastery - Horse-riding, a nobleman's sport, certainly but William is often as spirited as the horse he rides. Earning him some serious scolding of the stable master and his maids alike. Telling him he was reckless and dangerous. He is, but he's good at it. Not just the riding aspect. He understands the meaning of bloodlines and knows the importance of breed.

| Likes |

Drinking - The young lad takes after his half-brother in many ways. One of them is the excessive drinking. While a strong-willed swordfighter and a discipline hunter, William lacks such self-control when it comes to drinking. Young age might also be a factor. Never the less, as Maddox slowed down his drinking, William picked it up.
Thrill - Hunting, fighting, horse-riding. It's all towards a common goal: the thrill. He loves the sensation, the feel of his blood coursing through his veins. The simplexes of it all. It often puts him in danger but at the same time, he wouldn't be the person he is without his love for the thrill.
Tournaments - Being a bastard makes one's live somewhat "special". There are expectations of you, while you enjoy none of the advantages. He was not born with inherit prestige so William vowed to obtain it on his own. Tournaments are an obvious choice. The combination of thrill and the sense of being better than those born of noble blood make it even better. So far he participated in a few minor tourneys, each time excelling. Now he hopes he can climb the ladder and fight the best.
Romance - More of an imagined enjoyment than anything else really. William does not particularly care for books. Or so most people think. But at night he often stays up, reading some book about a knight in shining armor, saving a damsel in distress. It warms his heart, but it is his secret. He loves romance and the idea of love.
The Night - William has a strange fascination with the night. He has a hard time fully explaining why or how even. He simply loves the many aspects of it. Both the darkness to hide in and the moonlight to reveal a different him.

| Dislikes |

Noble arrogance - People oftentimes pretend they are somehow better than him simply because he's a bastard. Even those he can defeat in a fight somehow wear their bloodline as an armor for their honor. William hates those that feel they are better than him simply because they were born as a lord or lady.
Incompetence - Taken after his brother (and in part, after their shared father), William has a strong distaste for those who do not have what it takes. He will understand when someone admits they cannot do something, but he cannot bear the idea that someone screwed up knowing they couldn't do it.
Being limited - He's young and quite often had to hear he's not allowed to do something, simply because he's too young. The kid is certainly an adventurer and doesn't like being told he cannot do something simply because.
Dishonor - From a young age William was taught to honor his word. In fact, he only broke it twice. The second time he was severely punished. Since then he became a man of his word. Which means he cannot stand those who break their word. (Mind you, while he loathes to break his word, he seldom gives it too)
Slibah - Too many tales have been told. Too much blood was spent. Abhainn was wronged. Not just their founder. But every time someone died in the conflict, the kingdom was wounded. For that, there must be a reckoning. William hates the kingdom of Slibah. In fact, he hates everyone that is part of it.

| Fears |

Failing his Kingdom - Despite the fact that he is a bastard, William loves his country. In fact, he's willing to do everything (including dying), to protect it. One of his greatest fear is that he cannot protect the kingdom.
Being killed by a Slibah - A fear he dislikes to admit to. He knows there are people in the kingdom of Slibah that are better than him. And fears he doesn't have what it takes to take them on. Deep down he feels that he should, because he will have to be shield when things go south.

| Personality |

Young, spirited, troublesome, rude. Ask some people and you'll get one of those four. It is true that he's young and spirited. William has a tendency to do what he likes. Which doesn't always means he does what he's supposed to do. Noblemen etiquette are not really his thing. Unlike Maddox, he isn't particular spoiled or bratty. Instead, he simply takes what he wants. Sure he gets in trouble for it. But he doesn't really care. Furthermore, he can be dangerously unforgiving. Sure, he'll smile and take the hit. But he doesn't forget. Sadly for him, often times there is little he can actually do. So taking the hit becomes keeping it all inside. Until it, inevitably explodes and he goes off on his infamous bar crawls.

However, he is almost an entirely different person when it comes to his King. Towards the crown and throne, William shows another side of himself. He's patient, calm, loyal and competent. His king's word is law and he'll do whatever he is commanded. He has ambition, certainly. But not towards the throne. He knows he cannot rule. His place is on the battlefield, and he knows it.

| Background |

Being born as a bastard is, quite obviously, quite a bad start of one's life. What is worse is the fact that at the time Mrs. Pengrance committed adultery, she was still married to a local shopkeeper. Who did not nor ever knew of her and the king's relationship. When asked about the origin of the child, she admitted that she cheated on him but lied, claiming it was a guard's child. Not entirely a lie considering she did cheat with the guard as well. For a few years the family lived somewhat happy. The guard visited his "son" from time to time and paid to help raise him. The problem arose when the child grew older but bore no striking resemblance to himself. At least no physically. The kid did have a fighter's attitude though, which the guard liked. When confronting the wife, she confessed. The husband divorced her and died 4 years later of sickness. Never knowing the child he helped raise was the king's. The guard was rather dismayed over the whole ordeal. But still vowed to help raise him, as he started to like the child. When the child was old enough, he was taught how to fight. As it was the only thing the guard knew.

But then the king came. Rather hurt by the distance Maddox was taking, he adopted another bastard as his own; William. But William was not Maddox. He did not possess a love for chess, tactics or power games. Only with a sword in hand did William bare any resemblance but the king was far too old to teach him anything. This time it was the king that took distance from a child he could not truly call his own. William's time so close to his father's court was short and he cares little for it. Still, he grew up in the castle. He saw Maddox from time to time. He was everything William wanted to be. Great, strong, a good fighter and a true heir to the realm. Thus began William's far away fascination with the crown-prince.

He couldn't be taught by knights so he couldn't become a squire. Never the less he learned how to fight from other soldiers and hedge-knights. The master of the hunt often send him out into the woods to hunt out poachers in the winter. Some he killed, some he befriended. The stable master let him help around in exchange for horse riding lessons. In hunting, fighting and horse-riding William showed promise and talent. But in the arts of statecraft he was next to useless. He was 15 when his father died and it turned his life around. Suddenly he was accepted in the upper echelons of the court again. OUt of necessity he had to appear smarter by reading books so he read his favorites. He had to hunt with the nobles like a true prince and put them all to shame. Of course, by getting his hands dirty which was frowned upon. Either way, he grew up much the same way but just surrounded by more people of higher status. Now he has come of age and a prince. He wants to be there for the realm and his king. Even if he's but a footnote.

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Bronze & Iron age.

[Yamada Zero]

Duke Artus Wynton of Slibah

Duke Artus Wynton

_{{ ”Those who want war have never fought in one.” }}

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| Name |

Artus Wynton

| Nickname(s) |

The Iron Wall of Slibah, The Iron General

| Age |

43

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Heterosexual

| Kingdom |

Slibah

| Alliance |

His homeland.

| In Depth Appearance |

Artus carries a gaunt and rugged figure, his receding hairline having long since faded to hues of smoke and iron. His complexion seems worn yet hardened, one of experience and resolve - his eyes, an ashen brown in colour, carry with them a hardened gaze. In terms of his attire, Artus prefers to forgo the usual pleasantries of noble clothing, choosing practicality over fashion sense. Most of the time he is clean shaven, though occasionally can be seen with the onset of growing stubble.

| Likes |

Family ||
Artus reveres his deceased wife and is protective of her memory, her death coming far too soon in his eyes. Now a widower, he raises his only child (a twelve year-old son) alone and hopes that he will not venture down the same path that he took in life.

| Dislikes |

Alcohol || To Artus, a clear mind is a prepared mind. Alcohol promotes a lack of discipline and serves as a gateway to other vices not becoming of a soldier.

Nobility || Artus finds the majority of the noble houses to be weak and contemptuous, like vultures waiting to pick clean the bones of the kingdom for scraps of power.

Dishonesty || A man who makes a mistake in battle should be prepared to admit to that error, Artus has little patience for liars and scoundrels.

War || While he does not fear war, Artus does not want one either. After seeing the lives of many claimed by conflict, the onset of peace is a welcome reprieve.

| Fears |

The possibility that that his own son might one day be called upon to fight, especially for a ruthless and unpredictable monarch like King Jack.

| Personality |

A sense of duty has come to exemplify the life of Artus Wynton, a man who has tasted the emptiness of war and the exaltation of peace. For over twenty-five years he has served his homeland as a loyal bannerman, witnessing the countless loss of many in war, all fighting in the name of their king.

While he does possess an immeasurable loyalty to his country, the bickering of nobility and monarchs has left him feeling somewhat disillusioned - a fact which takes care not to make known. Artus is a patriot, a man loyal to his country but perhaps not so much its rulers.

| Background |

For centuries, the Wynton line have served the rulers of Slibah - from Edward I to George III. The cloak and dagger politics of nobility were of little concern to them, nor would it be - after all, House Wynton was never a major player in such affairs. Good soldiers but poor schemers, a saying popular in the circles of nobility. It was said that whenever a Wynton would make themselves known at social gatherings, one could hear the stifled whispers and mockery. But was there any merit in such a response? Or perhaps a dangerous underestimation?

The origins of House Wynton began during the reign of Edward I, when one of Artus' ancestors - a soldier of commoner birth fighting in the army of Slibah - saved the life of the king at the cost of his own, an act which yielded the gratitude of King Edward who in turn elevated the family of his saviour to nobility - a decision which would lead to centuries of bitter contempt from other noble families. The very notion of commoner blood being given the same social standing as them was seen as a slight, an attitude that would continue for many years.

Artus was born as the only child of Lord Grosvenor Wynton and Lady Loraina Wynton during the reign of the previous monarch. His father served as a loyal bannerman, a skilled tactician in Slibah's armies.

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