[CHAR] Royally Enchanted [MyCatGinger + Summer]

[Rogue Sloth]

Rivalen

Age
23

Gender
Male

Race
Warlock (human born with magic)

Family
Father: Morold
Mother: Lynne (deceased)

Short Biography
Rivalen was born and raised on the outskirts of the kingdom in a small village by the name of Oldpine. His life there was about as quaint as it could be—if one overlooked the army of knights that wanted his kind dead. With the king so determined to kill off anyone capable of using magic, Rivalen and his family were always on the run. They were forced to hide their natural born talents from the rest of the village for fear of being turned in to the king’s men who would not hesitate to execute them on the spot. It was a life of little rest, but Rivalen managed to make the most of it…

…Until the knights caught his mother.

For Rivalen, the memory still lingers in the form of occasional nightmares, but for his father, it was a life-altering trauma. After his wife’s public execution, Morold became filled with hatred for the king and everything he stood for. He began taking his revenge through what appeared to be magical attacks on the kingdom, but in reality these attacks were merely decoys to distract the king from his main plan: Morold was going to send his son to take the lives of every member of the royal family, thus cutting off the king’s lineage and leaving an empty throne for him to assume.

In preparation for the final strike, Morold fed Rivalen messages of hate, teaching the eight-year-old boy to despise the king and training him to control his powers so that he would be both eager and able to complete the task. Now, after fifteen long years of manipulation, Rivalen is final being dispatched to the palace where he is to carry out his duty for his father.

Other
Every witch or warlock has a “tell” that gives him/her away when he/she uses magic: a slight, golden-colored glow around the center of the iris. Rivalen is no exception to this rule.

[MyCatGinger]

Standing at 5'6", with fair skin, raven hair and olive green eyes, she possesses an exotic combination and the best of her parents' features from both the north and south of the land.

Roxanne

Age
20

Gender
Female

Race
Human

Family
Father: Cedric
Mother: Tiana (Deceased)
Younger sister: Serra (Deceased)
Older brother: Brandon

Short Biography
Roxanne was born in the lap of luxury, in a period of time where the kingdom of Miroin was in its prime, and prosperity was all she knew for the first part of her privileged childhood. However, at around three years of age, an event involving magic took the lives of both her young mother and her younger sister, leaving her and her older brother Brandon the only children with a father driven to grief and extreme paranoia, thereafter banning the use of magic throughout the kingdom and enforcing strict laws against its usage, with equally devastating punishments. As this rule was set in place, the use of magic in other kingdoms grew and harmoniously existed with the lifestyles there, leaving the kingdom of Miroin in the dust and falling into ruin. It didn't help that, after a certain point in time, though unknown to Roxanne just exactly when, constant magical attacks depleted the king's best armies and thrust the kingdom into a miserable situation.
The kingdom now is quite weak in its standing as compared to other kingdoms, and deserted by allies more powerful than itself, stands on weak ground. It is also heavily in debt.

Roxanne however remained oblivious to most of this. Or rather, she chose to strategically avoid discussion concerning it, because most of it was directed towards her elder brother, as their father grew old and at 25, he was next in line. Being too young to really have realised when her mother passed away, she grew up with several caretakers whom she grew quite attached to, though with the kingdom's current state, even personal attendants became a rare commodity. She insisted she had absolutely no need for one, but was forced to comply with her father's desires when he wished one for her, especially at this age when her brother might go away any day, and her father might pass away, from either the stress of his heart or one of the aforementioned magical attacks aiming to take his life.

She grew up mostly around the kingdom and a particular surrounding town, begging and pleading and batting her eyelashes to be let out whenever the opportunity presented itself. It is for that very reason (and she claims the classes she was tutored in concerning the land's geography were absolutely useless) she knows the surrounding region much better than if she was locked up in the castle, though as of late, her father has been exercising a stronger hold on her, leaving her more frustrated and more desperate than ever to get out.

Other
She lays her claims on one horse in particular in the stables, a grey stallion named Wind, whom she prefers to ride whenever possible. She also feels at ease in presence of this stallion, and with a weapon in hand. Though bulky weapons like swords or axes are far from suited to her, she has managed to sneak in and be tutored in the usage of a bow and arrow, and though she's clumsier with it and reluctant to use it at all times, a tiny dagger, courtesy of one very paranoid father.