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Salem x FrostyKFebruary 25, 2024 05:19 PM


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This is a 1x1 for Salem and FrostyK that stems from a group rp. Please do not post if you are not Salem or FrostyK.
Salem x FrostyKFebruary 25, 2024 06:14 PM


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Name:
Aziel Castor
Age:
Unknown
Gender:
Male
Role:
Other
Sexuality (optional):
Fluid
Pronouns:
He/Him
Description (at least 6 sentences):
Aziel Castor is one of the first of the Illyrians, one of resolute strength and unwavering fearlessness, he stands out as a formidable figure in the realm of the Fae. His thematic essence is a striking blend of black and white, embodying a stark contrast that mirrors his unyielding resolve. Aziel’s eyes, devoid of pupils, emit a faint yet captivating white glow, hinting at the ethereal power that courses through him. His bat-like wings, an extension of his enigmatic nature, unfurl with a span that commands both attention and respect. Cloaked in attire that echoes the duality of his theme, Aziel Castor wears a black ensemble adorned with intricate white patterns reminiscent of swirling shadows. His armor, a fusion of strength and grace, is crafted with Illyrian precision, offering both protection and flexibility. A defining feature is the tattoo of shadowy vines winding up his left arm, a living testament to his connection with the mystical forces that surround him. The vines seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy, mirroring the ebb and flow of Aziel’s power. His mindset, “Fear is a liar”, is not just a mantra but a guiding principal. Aziel Castor strides through the realms with a confidence born of overcoming the shadows that others succumb to. In every step, he challenges the very essence of fear, embodying the indomitable spirit of the Illyrian Fae.
Personality (4 Minimum):
Fearless Leader. Aziel exudes natural leadership, fearlessly taking charge in challenging situations.
Unyielding Determination. He approaches challenges with unrelenting resolve, pushing through obstacles with a steadfast spirit.
Loyal Companion. Despite his strong exterior, Aziel is fiercely loyal to those he cares about.
Overbearing Confidence. Aziel's confidence, while often an asset, can occaisionally border on overbearing.
Impulsive Risk-taker. His fearless nature sometimes leads Aziel Castor to be overly impulsive, taking risks without fully considering the consequences.
Likes (2 at least):
Moonlit Flights. He finds solace and exhilaration in soaring through the night sky under the gentle glow of the moon, reveling in the freedom of flight.
Ancient Myths and Legends. Intrigued by the mysteries of the past, Aziel has a deep appretiation for ancient myths and legends, especially the stories he hears about himself. He finds them interesting too!
Silent Reflection. In moments of solitude, Aziel values the quiet that allows him to reflect on his experiences.
Dislikes (at least 2):
Deceptive Tactics. Aziel harbors a strong disdain for those who resort to deceit and underhanded tactics, preferring honesty and directness in all his dealings.
Injustice. His sense of justice is unwavering, and Aziel despies witnessing any form of cruelty, opression or unfairness, prompting him to intervene whenever possible.
Closed-Mindedness. Aziel finds it irksome when others refuse to entertain different perspectives or remain close-minded, valuing open discourse and understanding.
Other:
His age is marked unknown, since he's the oldest known Fae alive. Being immortal and all. He's among the first of the Illyrian species, and ever since he disappeared in a war long ago he was thought dead by them. He was found by members of the High Fae and rescued by them. They tried to turn him into a High Fae but failed, though he kept some kinds of powers from them. He shadow-travels like a regular illyrian, still the same like that. However, his strength is unbeatable, and he gained the power to shapeshift as well. There's still a few things to learn about him, but thats a bit. He's no longer Illyrian fully, and not part High Fae either. He's something more powerful than High Fae, with the appearance of being Illyrian like he was before. (more powerful meaning very slightly) He's only known among the High Fae lords and ladies these days, sometimes the second in commands learn of his existance. He gave the idea to light up crystals among Night Court territory to Aether.

Edited at February 26, 2024 01:29 AM by Salem
Salem x FrostyKFebruary 25, 2024 06:21 PM


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Name: (First, Last)

Catherine Donnaugh

Nickname:

Caite

Age:

24

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Role:

Soon to be High Lady

Personality:

Caite is headstrong just like her Irish father. Her mother died when she was a young child, so she doesn’t know very many manners fit for a lady. She loves to be out in the dirt and working with the animals as much as she can. Caite doesn't fit the quiet, womanly mold with her love of being able to express her own mind and feelings. The young woman has a firey temper that makes her Irish accent thicker when she gets frustrated. She spends some of her free time reading or drawing the different people.

She doesn't trust easily but will be friendly to those around her. She likes to spend time on her own, though it isn't always possible. She is insecure about her scar from the accident when she was a small child and prefers to not speak about it or show it off. She is protective of those she cares about, maybe almost a little too protective as she will put herself in harms way to protect someone.

Appearance:

Caite knows she has curves and she tries to hide them as best as she can. She has shapely hips and rump that melt into long athletic legs. Her upper body has a slightly larger than normal but not over large chest with a flat stomach that many have envied her for. Her mother’s family has strong cheekbones that make Caite’s dark gaze look even more intense when she isn’t smiling. Her eyes are a more almond shape with a little button nose that gives her a more natural beauty.

Caite has emerald green eyes that seem to pull people in when she talks. Her lips are full and plump and has waist length dark brown hair that carries a natural wave when she is fresh out of the water. Some scars litter her skin due to fights she has gotten into. There is a particularly large one that runs from her right collar bone down to her left thigh. Caite stands at 5'8" flat footed and weighs 170lbs of solid muscle, mainly from spending so much time working in fields and helping keep up the castle.

[credit goes to malachitinous on picrew]

She wears clothes that are common for the Medieval Era, though sometimes she will wear pants if she is doing something more physical. She prefers men's clothing with riding boots, riding pants, a billowy shirt and a corset, though she will wear a dress as request or required, though she will fight against it as much as possible.

Backstory:

Caite grew up helping her father and older brothers on their small farm. Her older sister always chastised her for spending more time outside doing manual labor instead of focusing on trying to find a husband. Caite could be partially responsible for leading her friends astray to wanting to be outside instead of lounging about day dreaming about marriages. It was not something that she was truly worried about as her father seemed more concerned with getting her older sister and brothers married first.

Caite was one to get into a little bit of mischief as a younger child and even though she has grown, it doesn't take much to convince her to get into some sort of mess. The scar that crosses her torso from a wagon accident that took her mother's life but seemed to spare her own. Even though she has a beautiful singing voice, since the leaving her family; Caite has refused to sing let alone have much to do with music as that was a huge part of her family.

Hidden talents:

She has a good singing voice.

Can learn things by doing and mimicking.

Caite can play piano, or similar instrument for medieval times, though she hasn't touched one lately.

Fears:

Being alone.

Not understanding where she is.

Losing her friends and family.

Hurting the people she cares about.

Not being good enough for someone.

Strengths:

She has an easier time bonding with animals.

Her natural strength.

Thinking through different situations.

Thinking on her feet quickly.

Weaknesses:

Hard headed.

Doesn't trust easily.

Animals and children.

Her family.

Her scar in the sense that she is insecure about it.

Likes:

Animals

Music

Children

Cherry tarts

Dislikes:

Being confined.

People who are cruel to animals and children.

Not being able to be herself.

Overly Rude people.

Anything else you want to share:

Caite can be a bit clumsy, especially when she gets embarrassed or frustrated. Her Irish accent gets stronger as she gets more embarrassed due to her father primarily speaking in Irish when she was growing up and made sure all of his children could speak fluently.

Other:

Caite's voice claim is Liz Gilles. Also she has only seen crystals in passing shops while with her father on their trips to market to sell the few horses that they have each year for sale.


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