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Candor x MotherJune 26, 2025 10:21 PM


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Plot

The kingdom of Elarion is on the brink of war. Political contention within its noble ranks is reaching a boiling point as challengers for the title of heir butt heads. The civil unrest has caused some of these nobles to look outward in hopes of expanding their circles of influence; the neighboring kingdom of Hwardne, in particular, is a coveted ally.

But not all of these power-hungry individuals are stopping at fraternization with outsiders. Lord Andreus Azrimodus, one of those with a higher chance for success, just can't quite surpass his younger cousin, and that fact infuriates him. So, rather than continue to try his hand at diplomacy, he has resorted to a darker means of vying for power: he plans to kill her.

The young woman is in need of a new personal guard, and Andreus has just the man in mind: his own favorite assassin. With a carefully woven plan in place, all he needs to do now is sit back and watch his cousin's fall from glory into the gaping maw of Death.

Candor x MotherJune 26, 2025 10:24 PM


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Lord Andreus Azrimodus -- rules over the largest and most profitable estate outside of the immediate royal family. Early 30s, [appearance]. Conniving, backstabbing, charismatic, bold.

Candor x MotherJune 26, 2025 10:26 PM


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Name: Nox Drayven
Age: 24 or so
Gender: Male

Appearance

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Image in progress; credits to me. Too much chin T-T

Nox Drayven wears the night like a second skin.

Tall and lean, standing at 6'3, he moves with the grace of someone who has long since mastered the art of being unseen. His presence is quiet but undeniable, like a cold wind slipping through a cracked window. At first glance, one might call him a sort of subdued handsome, with his sharp features sculpted with elegance rather than harshness. But there’s a precision to his looks, a dangerous kind of allure that whispers of a man who’s not quite safe to love, or even to trust.

His skin carries a light olive tone, faintly weathered by years of travel and moonlit jobs. A narrow scar traces beneath his left eye, pale and clean, left by a blade’s kiss as a reminder from a job gone too close to failure. His eyes, an unnerving shade of pale gray, are devoid of warmth, yet hold an intelligence that flickers like silver under torchlight. In them is the promise of calculation, of hidden thoughts and lethal outcomes. When Nox fixes his gaze on someone, it feels less like being looked at and more like being studied.

His hair is a dark, raven black, thick and unruly, often falling just above his eyes. He rarely bothers to tame it, and the slight disarray suits him, like a storm wearing a human face. A single silver earring glints on his right ear, the only hint of ornamentation on a man who otherwise wears functionality as fashion.

He dresses in layered leather armor, dyed in varying hues of black, slate, and muted forest green. The armor is close-fitted but flexible, reinforced at the shoulders, forearms, and chest for silent movement and efficient kills. Every strap and buckle serves a purpose. Hidden daggers line the insides of his long, split cloak. His boots are worn but supple, perfect for scaling stone and slipping through tavern doors unnoticed.

Nox carries no sigils, no house colors, and wears no crest. Nobody knows where he came from or how he got here, and his lack of a recognizable accent or appearance doesn't help. He is a weapon without a banner, a shadow with no allegiance. To those who see him only once, he’s a ghost in the dark. To those who see him twice, he’s death delayed.

Personality

There is an unsettling stillness to Nox -- the kind that quiets a room without a word spoken. He speaks rarely, and when he does, his voice is low and even, like the slow draw of a blade from its sheath. He is a man who listens more than he speaks, observes more than he engages, and strikes only when it’s too late for anyone to stop him.

Nox is not heartless, but he has learned to wear detachment like armor. Trust, to him, is a liability -- a weakness too many others have paid for with their own blood or that of their kin. He was not born into luxury or nobility; he clawed his way out of the dirt and into the shadows, molded by betrayal and shaped by survival. Every scar, every death, every whispered name in the dark has etched itself into the person he’s become. He is methodical, cold when he must be, and ruthlessly efficient.

He despises cruelty done for sport, and while he does not claim to be a good man, he won’t kill a child, won’t torture, and won’t let others suffer just to complete a contract. Those who know of him whisper that he once turned on a client mid-job for breaking those unspoken terms. No one has dared to test him since.

Despite his solitude, Nox possesses a dry, quiet wit and a surprising sense of timing. He won’t laugh loudly, but he may arch an eyebrow, deliver a deadpan quip, or let a knowing smirk curl at the edge of his lips when the moment is right. He is not emotionless; he simply keeps his feelings hidden, locked away where no one can reach them. He believes everyone is wearing a mask. His is just way better made. Nox is a man walking between justice and revenge, between darkness and something just shy of chivalry. He is the kind of person who might save your life and disappear before you know his name -- or take it, if fate demands, and vanish just as silently.

Skillset

-Master of dual-wielded daggers -- fast, precise, and lethal in close quarters
-Expert in thrown weapons (knives, darts, needles) and bow projectiles with pinpoint accuracy
-Trained in counter-assassination and defensive evasion tactics

Strengths

Hand-to-hand combat
Stealth, silence, and agility
Precision and accuracy
Slightly higher tolerance of a selection of common poisons
Only needs to see a map, person, or place once to have it memorized

Weaknesses

Not built for heavy combat
Ruthless pragmatism (willing to sacrifice others for his own cause)
Hardly ever able to sleep
Absolutely awful at drawing, even basic maps or blueprints
Pretty much incapable of trust
Candor x MotherJune 26, 2025 11:01 PM


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«« ◊ «« Xiomara Yvette Valentine »» ◊ »»

««♦»»

Age

22 years

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Gender

Female

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Rank

Princess

«« ◊ »»

"You are mistaken."

Personality

Xiomara has grown sullen as her darling older sister and younger sisters have always gotten the attention for being pretty and charming. Maybe, she should have come out of her corner more often during social events. Maybe, she should have tried being actually nice or acknowledging that other people existed first, but she preferred to sulk in the corner or amuse herself with a book or drawing in her notebook. She is resentful that her parents leave her to do her thing. Her mother has carefully groomed her sisters to get married and be helpful managers and ears for their husbands.

Frankly, thus far, Xiomara has found the human race to be tiring and vexing. She would prefer not to deal with them and has not found anyone she particularly wants to spend time around. She hates being disturbed during designated alone time, which is basically all of the time, and it is no wonder her parents finally began to leave her alone. Especially, because she is resentful of authority, especially her parents. (She particularly does not like the idea of an arranged marriage. She knows that her father would marry her off to someone who would increase his own influence, wealth, and power.) If anyone can't tell already and it needs to be stated in express words, Xiomara is very selfish and thinks a lot of herself. She is very dedicated and disciplined for her needs but there are very few people she would lift a finger for and mainly because they would compel her or helping them would help her such as them owing her a favor in the future.

She does try to feign humbleness to some extent. At least she's not telling everyone that she is really tough or really smart, but she does go around bulling people over while she demonstrates her accomplishments. (She had one servant stand still with an apple on her head, while she tried to shoot it off with her bow and arrow. Luckily, her brother (Gilbert) saw it and intervened.) She has been known to gossip about what she observes in the court showing off her observation and interpretation skills, which led to her father finally paying attention to her at dinner, which she decided she didn't like. She stopped gossiping after that because of the unwanted attention.

She has not grown out of correcting people when they are imprecise or their information is wrong even when she was not a part of the conversation. She is not a wishy washy person, and acts when she is certain that it is the right thing to do. She also has earned her reputation for being smart and educated (albeit astonishingly annoying) because of her constant reading and correcting others and always being right. She has been called a know-it-all more than once.

She has had training in ettiquette of course, and as she grew older she started to pay attention on how people interacted and charmed each other. She does not like being nice and would prefer to say or do what comes to mind, but she does know how to be nice enough to get what she wants. She is not the most patient person, but she can keep it under control long enough to finish a goal.

She is secretive and does not trust others easily. She does not talk about her feelings and she rather avoids sentimental attachments. Several older matronly women have been known to ask if there was something wrong with her because she didn't gossip and giggle about the more eligible handsome bachelor lords at parties. She gives out the least information she can and does not continue to answer a question further than the necessary answer unless she is trying to appear amiable.

She is capable of geeking out about mathematics, admiring a well made outfit, debating the best way to feed an army, and even discuss the most effecient way to hang someone. (Interviewing their executioner was quite an enlightening experience. Apparently, he keeps a logbook of the measurements of the criminals he executes and has it down to a science.) She is a person of various useful interests, which she choses by what would be useful and what she is capable of learning to the point of competency.

"I'm reading. Stop talking to me when I'm clearly busy."

«« ◊ »»

"Fine. I will look up and say hello. Maybe I'll even smile. Does that make you happy?"

Appearance

Xiomara grew up used to sitting in the corner with a face full of acne at important social events. She had trouble controlling her acne and it left scars on her cheeks and forehead that looked pockmarked. Her skin was pale and made acne and scars stand out. They have faded some as she's grown older and she can normally easily hide it with her hair. She often had a book or a notebook near her, and she gave up on socializing after being told repeatedly that she needed to do something to be pretty or that it would take too much effort to make her look nice. She did note that it was important to store information about others because it gives leverage and power over them from her own very political parents.

She was a plain child and for her not tall height was stringy and lanky in build without any discernable figure. She still views herself as unattractive and plain, but growing up further has given her some noticeable curves although she still has a long thin build. Her posture had been terrible and it was obvious that she was trying to make herself small and unnoticeable. However, with a lot of her sitting studying, drawing, and reading activities, she has found that she needs to sit up straight and not crane her neck downwards for too long or she will start cramping. With the training of her governness and tutors, she has started to be more confident and more intentional with her body language, and she has become more relaxed and able to stand up straight with good posture without having to think about it. She is not clumsy and can walk with grace. She likes to practice sneaking around the castle whether in broad daylight or at night. However, because she is allowed to be anywhere in the castle she rarely gets odd looks so its hard for her to be able to tell how successful she is.

She has an oval face shape and the profile of her face curves outward slightly. Her face cheeks have thinned from childhood and lost their baby fat. She has a sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She has a wide mouth but thin lips. Her eyes are slightly set into her face and are clearly green. Her nose is thin and slightly prominent. She has dimples in the corners of her mouth when she smiles. Her lips are full but her mouth is not very wide. She has waist-length dark auburn hair, which she used to hide behind. She still has fair skin and it scars and burns easily. She has short slender fingers and her hands have large palms in proportion.

"I will stand in the shade."

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Strengths:

Court Skills - After seven years of her governess training her, she has become very observant and much more subtle. She has become better at discerning what information is important and what gossip and tidbits are accurate. She has very good hearing and reasonably keen eyesight. (She wouldn't need glasses if she were modern.) Due to her parents, life at court, and her governess, she has learned how to control her body language, acting/manipulation for real-life scenarios

Practical - She does very few things for pleasure and does most things for a purpose. She tries to learn things that will be relevant and useful. She is quite educated and with her position has access to the finest education women receive.

Disciplined - Her constant search for useful information has led her to be dedicated even for some physical activity so that she can try some things that require a modicum of strength.

Weaknesses:

Unable to physically protect herself - She has not been trained to fight, and if she were to ask her father if she could be trained to fight it would raise eyebrows. It is common for noble women to do archery, so she has settled for that. She's no Robin Hood, but she doesn't miss the bales anymore.

Lacking purpose and affection - Her parents have been busy with other things. She never got on particularly well with any of her siblings (her own fault, though she would never admit it or see it). She wants to be of use or important to an organization, cause, or number one in a person's life.

Pride - She is arrogant and is used to being right and thinks she knows best. She has a hard time submitting to authority or letting someone else's error pass by without a remark.

Selfishness - it makes her hard to work with and goes along with pride. She doesn't care to work with anyone else unless it clearly benefits her. She normally has no desire to be kind.

"I know I could do more. Just give me a chance!"

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Affiliations:

Lucius Helmar Valentine - father 53 years

He is a political genious and has managed to grow his wealth and influence through his children, treaties, and trade.

Jocasta Grace Valentine - mother 49 years

She is deferential to her husband's schemes and has tried to pass down and teach the skills of herself and Lucius to their children.

Siblings in Birth order

Alexander Valentine - brother 32 years

Gilbert Reginald- brother - 30 years

Elizabeth Keir Oswald- married sister 27 years

Seraphina Evangeline - sister 25 years married within the last year

Astaroth Reed - brother 24 years

~Xiomara Yvette Valentine~ 22 years

Damien Teival - brother 18 years

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