:Name:
Iyan Amias Castamine

:Nickname(s):
None

:Age:

23 years old

:Gender:

Male

:Title:

Prince of Kostalen, eldest son of King Rhimir

:Appearance:
His height puts him at an advantage in most forms of combat, considering the prince stands at a muscular 6'2". His skin is heavily tanned from endless hours of training in the sun and heat with his soldiers. Dark freckles adorn his nose and cheeks, giving an almost boyish look to his face. His silver-grey eyes, often narrowed in deep thought, seem to hold a judgemental look behind them, though this is not intentional on Iyan's part and certainly not true.

His hair, slightly past chin-length, is a medium brown with a notable curl, often pulled back in a tight ponytail to keep it out of his face. Much to the annoyance of his father, he refuses to cut it, just like he refuses to shave his scruffy beard.

His clothing of choice is as casual as possible, sticking generally to browns, greys, and whites, with the occasional muted green. Usually, he wears brown pants and a white shirt, though if his father insists, he will dress a bit nicer; the same brown pants, with a crimson dress shirt.

- Scars/Birthmarks -
He has a few scars, mostly small ones. A cut here and there, a nick at the edge of his lower lip, and so on. He does have one large, healing scar on his chest, a thick line reaching up and across to his shoulder, still painful to the touch and slightly impairing the use of his right arm due to muscle damage there.

:Personality:
One's first impression of Iyan is that he is stuck-up and self-absorbed. However, this assumption comes mostly from his royal status, and is far from the truth. He is very likeable, once you talk to him a bit. His experiences in the military have humbled him, and he is a remarkably selfless man. He tries to keep conversations light, and doesn't seek confrontation or arguments to prove his point.

He has his own struggles, however, like everyone else. He has mild PTSD, worsened by recent events, and at times this can make him withdrawn and irritable. He has a tendency to seek out danger, much to the increasing worry of his father. At times, he also has a bit of a foul vocabulary, picked up from his time with the soldiers, also to the disdain of his father.

- Likes -
Swordfighting/Sparring

Food (specifically baked goods)
Traveling
Warm days/Sunlight

- Dislikes -
Books and reading
Almost anything related to his rank
Being trapped in one place for too long
Fancy clothes

- Fears -
Small spaces/being physically restrained
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:History:
Might add this, might not.

:Other:
I think this might be mostly done?