Name: Sylvester Layn Montgomery
Nickname{s}: Sy {Sigh} , Sylvie , Vester
Gender: Male
Age: 25 Years
Birthday: 14th February
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Titles:
°~Captain of the Knights of Reyes
°~Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Reyes
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Appearance:
Sylvester stands at a looming 6'7 with a fairly toned-muscular built body, with the muscles along his upper arms and torso being well defined and easy to see giving him a fairly formed and capable appearance.
His skin is a pale ivory with some areas appearing a slightly more tanned shade such as along his chest and face, along with a mole that sits just below his left eye.
His face is slightly rounded, with a sharp jawline and well defined cheekbones. The hair on his eyebrows is a dark gray, close to black making them stand out compared to the lightness of his hair, he often trims and waxes them to retain the smooth and elegant shape they have taken on, leaving his resting face as a serious-energy radiating look.
His hair is a silvery white platinum blonde, which is parted of towards the left side of his head. The locks are semi long in some places such as the back towards his neck, and take on a wavey, slightly curly form.
The iris's of his eyes are a blue-ish silver, appearing mostly silver in normal to dim lighting. In direct sunlight or heavy light however, his eyes will give off a pale blue sheen similar to that of frost or ice.
The skin on his lips is a pale beige colour with a hint of pinkness through them, giving them a warm and inviting look, the ridge of his top lip has a fairly noticeable shape similar to a bow, adding more angles and curves to the shit eating grin he so often wears.
Despite being crown prince, Sylvester much prefers acting as the Knights Captain, allowing him to equip and stride around in a full light weight suit of armour, mainly forged of titanium, giving it a bright and eye catching silver colour with the fabric being used for beneath his gloves and other equipped pieces is fairly standard black cotton.
His armour has a few overlaying pieces which replicate a design similar to scales, with the most obvious example being around his shoulder pads.
The outter parts of his armour are decorated in small golden covered designs, following the shapes of older vintage patterns, mainly floral, outlining the shapes of vines, leaves and other plant like attributes.
His armour has a removable cape, which is made of Reyes finest silks and cottons all in a pure snow white colour with white rabbits fur around the end trimmings. It feels like a cloud. By absorbing and retaining heat it can keep the wearer warm and dry in cold weather and areas.
He often carries a traditional long sword, keeping it sheathed in its cover which lies tied around his waist on a black leather belt, along with a pouch containing a personal hand held mirror, a hairbrush, and his coins.
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Personality:
Sylvester is fairly cocky and overly arrogant, believing that the world revolves around him and him only.
His upbringing had his every wish being met and with next to no discipline or anyone telling him no, he has taken on a very demanding and selfish attitude that seems to never be satisfied. He takes the biggest pride in his reputation and appearance, spending minutes to hours staring at himself in his handheld mirror or his rooms vanity while he adjusts every last strand of his hair until he finds it satisfactory.
His temper is easily tapped into with even the slightest resistance if it goes against what he wants, throwing tantrums that range between the silent treatment, or items being hurled and smashed in fits of rage.
He shows a level of determination during these fits, with some tantrums lasting days or even weeks with him moping until the other party caved into his request.
He always carries himself highly, with a great posture with the set thought nothing and no one would dare harm such a charming and charismatic individual. The only passion he puts hard work and effort into is his swordsmanship, spending hours at a time with the other knights to practice his form, his parry's, his technique. He heavily believes that using a sword isn't just a means of fighting, but also an art; an art of sweat, blood, of movement and rhythm.
He gets scolded often but the words never have any meaning to him, as he thinks their words are beneath him usually tending to shrug and laugh it off, his carefree attitude happening to bring harm and hurt to people who care about him, with him not returning the gestures and feelings.
With his looks and his titles, he has women swooning over him everywhere he goes, feeding more into his ego as he boasts about how great, powerful and perfect he is.
In his eyes, life's all about having fun, with none of the responsibility that comes with his power and titles he boasts of so much.
With everyone he has fall for him, he's lead deeper into the delusion that he could have any woman he wants, purely convinced that every woman he meets immediately falls in love with him.
He genuinely cannot tell right from wrong and will say things as they appear, with no attempt to sugar coat or re-word anything he says. He is often left in a state of pure confusion when women slap him and walk out or when people throw him dirty looks, his thoughts leading him to believe he is never at fault and that he is perfect in everyway.
His every conclusion to any conflict between him and another is that it is always the other person's fault, that they were not good enough for him and will never consider for a second if it was his actions or words to blame.
He loves to parade around the kingdom in his Knights Captain armour, flexing and posing for his adoring fans in the crowds as he gets showered with praise and flowers from them, often receiving free items such as baked goods and jewellery as gifts too.
He doesn't understand the importance of coin, and is often horribly disgusted by those that live in the street, begging for coins, not only by their living situations, but often their appearance too, afraid he too could catch... The dirt? Mud? Whatever the sludge stuff is on the ground..?
He's never had a relationship or friendship last longer than a week due to his nature, his arrogance, his straight forwardness, alot about him really. He as a person can be next to insufferable to stick around for long term, appearing an absolute saviour and sweet heart for the mere glimpses someone sees him out in public, with his angelic pearly white teethed smile and blown kisses.
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Strengths:
°~Sylvester is quick to play the hero in most fights against other soldiers, bandits or even creatures. He's skilled with his sword and actually shows a level of intelligence and understanding around it, his only focal point in life.
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°~Sylvester is highly attractive and charismatic, making deals, offers and proposals he makes almost next to impossible to decline. {That is, without the added tantrums}
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Weaknesses:
°~He is a terrible liar. He wears the truth clear as day with a guilty look, pouty face or other given signs. Most times, he won't even deny it.
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°~Hes very clueless as to how the world works outside of the castle, not really understanding why some people "choose" to live as lowly as they do. His understanding of his reality is incredibly warped.
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°~He's easily manipulated by compliments and other challenges that offer him a chance to show himself or his {limited} skills off. He can easily be tricked because of his constant need and want, to stand out.
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°~Can never handle the truth as clear as it is. If by some miracle he realised he had done wrong, such as if somebody died as a result of his actions, he'd choose to ignore or forget about it happening, the one time someone innocent died by his hand, while being confronted privately, he broke down into a sobbing mess for days after the incident.
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°~He hates most animals and insects. Heavily believes they are all diseased and horrible messy creatures. Terrified to be near them let alone touch them. He does have a soft spot for small white foxes. {Had one as a pet growing up. The one and only pet he's ever owned.}
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Abilities:
None to his knowledge although his mana pool is otherworldly.
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Relationship:
Single
Past Relationships:
Far too many to even count or name.
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Crush:
None {Currently}
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Kin:
Father {King of Reyes} Mother {Queen of Reyes} Sister {Princess of Reyes}
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Night Weather: 
Hurricane Moon: 
