Name
Belvedere Cassius Constatine
Latin translation to
Belvedere "A beautiful sight"
Cassius "Vain"
Constatine "Constant, loyal"
Nickname (Optional)
Belv
Can also be called my his middle or last along with his first, depending on his mood
Age
22
Gender
Male
Rank
Lord of Verik
Desired Rank
He's not really sure anymore
Appearance*
Belv's face is severe and handsome, a strong jawline leadings into sharp cheekbones. His lips are hard to ignore, often inspiring desire in his companions. A narrow but equally defined nose turns down ever so slightly. His hooded eyes also turned slightly downward at the inner corners, his silver gray irises flecked with a shimmery snow white and framed by lashes darker than the night sky just before dawn, thick angled brows were a light brownish color. Both had slits at the arch.
His slightly wavy hair reached down to his shoulders. It was the majestical kind of white that didn't make a man lood old, but like he had come out of a fantasy book, elegant and charming in every way possible. His skin was extremly pale, though had a more pinkish undertone, allowing his hair and skin to not blend into eachother. Still he looked every bit king of snow, lord of the north, man made from cliffs and mountains. Usually he left his hair down, as it fell in sa way that stayed out of his eyes but framed his face, but now and then if he knew he would have a busy day, he would tie it into a low, short ponytail in the back of his head
Belv, a tall man, stood at 6 foot 5, his strong, broad shoulders, and muscular body only made his seem bigger though. His body was almost exactly as if he had been born of cliffs stacked upon one another in hard edges and soft divets. Despite being a lord, and always being destined to be a lord, he took a heavy interest in the mountain people, in battle, in weapons, his mother, lady of their land, always just saw it as the eager willingness to defend their territory.
Belv's waist was slightly narrower than his shoulders, not enough to be disporpotionate though. His arms and thighs and even his glute was nothing but hard, packed muscle. When called to deal with his courtly duties as lord, he worn fine tunics and form fitting trousers usually in some shade of white, gray, black, or silver. However, at literally any other given time, he would be a sleevless, undershirt that hugged every inch of his body, and loose, dark breeches. He did have silver studded, spider bite piercings on the left side of his lip and silver capped his rather pointed ears. a pink scar ran over his right cheek, towards his mouth, bold against the paleness of his skin. The rest of his body was also wrecked with scars, he also remebered the story behind each one, exactly what scar it was if you were to trace a finger down it where he couldn't see.
Belv resembled much of what the kingdom hated. A man of mountains and snow.
Personality**
Belv has maybe a 2 year long face of reckless teenage brain from 14-16, and since then he is quite possibly the most responsible man in the nothern territories. Of course it isn't really obvious at first glance... He is lively and has a natural loud voice, his booming laugh comes easily, and he always has this sort of laid back, "Could hold a sword over my head and I would not care" attitude. But he has a very strict priority list. Properly caring for his territory, this only being seconded by Felicity Florence Constatine (Latin meaning "Happiness, prosperous/flowering"), a young girl about 6 years old, who was left on his door step when he was 16, his father wanted to send her to an orphanage but Belv refused to send her away, and has instead taken care of her since, naming her his heir when he became lord of the north.
The arrivel of Felicity is what forced Belv into maturing quickly at a young age, he had as much help as he would except from governesses and servants and his parents when it came to raising her, but the second he laid eyes on the cold babe wrapped in nothing more but a ratty old blanket, he knew she was his responsibility and his alone. His maturation process was then further quickened when his mom passed when he was 19, and his father at 20. He has been lord of the north for 2 years, and still is trying to grasp the ropes of it, but he does and good job at making sure no one knows, the north in as much order as it could be with a new lore and the death of the king and queen.
Belv is intelligent, had always grown board during his studies as a child that he often rebuffed his teachers so much that they sent him to train with soldiers and warriors close by. This being said, he has always been extremely skilled at combat, a particular curiousity in the mountain men in which his father hailed from. He studied texts, maps, and weaponry alike if they had anything to do with their supposed arch nemesis.
Belv also adores the animals of his snowy, rocky home. Great elk and carriboo, little white hares, hairy bears. His pet "dog" is the descentant of a already more wolf-like hybrid and a fullblooded, mischevious alpha. His pet a large female with a silverly white coat named Neiva. Belv goes nowhere without Felicity and Neiva, making journeys a bit harder but all the more worthwhile.
MIRP
Strengths
Weaponry and combat
Strategic
Responsibile
Weaknesses
Isn't always good at verbal problem solving
He would risk everything for Felicity and Neiva
His size can sometimes slow him down
Backstory (Optional)
Belv was a curious but well behaved child, always taking an abnormal interest in the mountain men. His mother was the lady of their territory, a strong and fierce, raven-haired beauty with pale skin. So many disapproved of her union with Belv's father, a majestic, white haired, intelligent man who had come down from the mountains when he had saw the lady of the north fighting, her hair in the wind, her unbreakable resolve, and deciding to leave everything behind to marry him. They had always told Belv growing up that he was born of two peoples, two sides, and that it was his job to protect both.
Belv was their only child and the only option to take up the title. He went on a wild streak at 14, finally getting sick of being picked on by peers and adults alike about his heritage. Then Felicity showed up at his doorstep. He gave her the name because without her, he would have continued spiraling into that deep, hateful hole for his own people until he bolted to the mountains. She gave him something to focus on.
Belv's got sick when he was 17, battled the diseas for 2 years, but even she could not ward them off. His father was not as strong as him or his mother. He could not handle the resentfulness of the people without his wife, so he attempted to return to the mountains, except he apparently forgot that it was like to live like that, and was found frozen in the snow two days after Belv's 20th birthday.
Affiliations
Open
Crush
TBD
Family (Includes Children and Spouse)
Felicity Florence Constatine (Adopted daughter and heir)
Other
Are we still resigned to the 2 characters? Can I make a child
Fall 
Day Weather: 
Hurricane
