Slick Teal
Nickname;; Teal
Age;; 27
Gender;; Male
Sexuality;; Heterosexual
Role;; Royal Guard
Height;; 6'4
Build;; Slick is built like a fortress—broad, immovable, and disciplined to the core. His solid frame and squared stance make him impossible to overlook, every inch radiating controlled strength. The sharp stillness in his movements hints at violence held just beneath the surface, and with his bull terrier glare and battle-worn posture, he doesn’t need words to command a room—he is the warning. Even at rest, he looks like he could strike without hesitation. Thick-chested and armed with muscle shaped by relentless training, he moves with the weight and certainty of someone who knows exactly how dangerous he could be.
Personality;; Slick is the kind of guy who doesn’t say much, but when he does, others listen. With an intense gaze and a mind that doesn’t miss a detail, he’s fiercely loyal to those he lets into his tight circle. He’s a quiet storm—controlled on the outside, chaotic in principle. He questions authority, resents fake niceties, and stands by what he believes. He walks alone, not because he has to—but because he chooses to. His mind is sharp, constantly dissecting the world around him. Slick is emotionally hard to reach, not because he feels nothing, but because he’s learned that vulnerability is a liability. He guards his emotions like a fortress and observes more than he speaks. Protective and unyielding, he’s the kind of person who seems distant until something threatens what he cares about—then he becomes a force to be reckoned with.
Strenghts;; Independent thinker, strategic, disciplined, intensely focused, courageous, patient, passionate
Weaknesses;; Judgemental, unforgiving, jealous, bitter, secretive, overthinker, negative
Neutralities;; Blunt, territorial, private, calculating, ritualistic, stern, guarded charm
Backstory;; No one knows Slick’s true past. Once a rebel who fought to bring down the crown, he now stands silent and unshakable as a royal guard. Whispers call him a traitor, but the truth is far more dangerous. When the rebellion crumbled, Slick could’ve vanished like the rest. Instead, he stepped into the palace, accepted the armor, and swore the oath. Not to the king. Not to the throne. To her. He keeps his secret buried—the rebellion he helped build.