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ASTERIA RUANE
viva bianca•Queen
•very sweet
•loves her whole family
•soft spoken in official capacities
•v v friendly and talkative
•surprisingly eloquent
•loves flowersCOLLABS
•Romance - badger has husbando <3
•Friends
•Family - kids!!
•Other
RYKA NAME
jamie chung•Maketi Guard Captain
•incredibly loyal - esp to king
•grew up in palace, mother a maid
•very good friends with king
••and by extension his family
•big sister type to the kids
•friend to king and queen
•stoic, quiet, professional
••except to royal family she will tease them
•will fight the king if necessary to get him to rest
•if she thinks you're a threat you're in the dungeons or dead
••no ifs ands or buts
••better safe than sorry. jail first investigate laterCOLLABS
•Romance - badger
•Friends - King
•Family
•Other
KAJANI KAINIT
gina torres•kainit sovereign
•will murder you for her people 110%
•ferocious
•very hands on
•good fighter
•a badass
•loves her children a lot will kill for them 100%
••might love her dynasty more tho? but youd never know it
•always thinking about how to better her dynasty and her people's welfareCOLLABS
•Romance
•Friends
•Family
•Other
ARATI O'MáILLE
luanna perez•street kid from maketiCOLLABS
•Romance
•Friends
•Family - half siblings w/ badger
•Other
NAME NAME
marie avgeropoulos•Champion of Andraste
•ValtameriCOLLABS
•Romance - badger
•Friends
•Family
•Other
SHARA TIORANO
imaan hammam•Kali Champion
•KaldurCOLLABS
•Romance
•Friends
•Family
•Other
NAME NAME
samuel larsen•Former Champion
•Dionysus - 3 years prior
•a little crazy
•always kinda aggressive
•being the patron of a god of madness did NOT help
••he's def kinda off now it was not good for him
•the tournament turned him from kinda hostile and aggressive to straight bloodthirsty
•a little disappointed he doesn't have an excuse to kill people anymoreCOLLABS
•Romance
•Friends
•Family
•Other
NAME NAME
toni mahfud•Sekhmet Champion(hide spoiler)]
•KainitCOLLABS
•Romance - cosmic
•Friends
•Family
•Other
brooklyn (view spoiler)[ in the summer
YEO JUNGHA : 18 - yeji fc
cisfemale - pansexual panromantic
champion of zeus - kainit resident
. grew up with rowdy brothers that taught her to defend herself at an early age
. has small hands, but can certainly pack a powerful punch
. whole-heartedly believes in kicking ass, then asking questions after
. can be temperamental and struggles with maturity despite her age
. not at all concerned about killing others
. she'll just imagine each person is one of her brothers annoying her endlessly
. tall and angry, beware
COLLABS
+ unspoken fwb with jupiter's avan fc
ANYA FJARA : 16 - anya fc
cisfemale - graysexual demi-homoromantic
princess of fjara
. yes, i'm using her fc name for her character name don't attacc me
. has a naturally curious nature and is fascinated by even the smallest of things
. loves knowledge and teaching herself new things, but lets others think she's unassuming because of her failure to keep an assertive presence
. also struggles with voicing her thoughts properly and can stutter easily because her mind is moving faster than her mouth
. quixotic and easily nervous
. intrigued by the champions and insists on watching each match
COLLABS
+ absolute fluff with badger's billie fc
KENNEDY PARATENE : 23 - courtney fc
cisfemale - heterosexual demiromantic
previous winner - kaldur resident
. was chosen to be the odin champion in last year's competition
. would 100/10 not recommend the competition but the gods are selfish and humans have no choice
. still gets nightmares of when she had to kill the few people she befriended, and even those she didn't know
. chooses to meet with current champions bc she wants to help them survive
. and also maybe try to stop the system but she only does that in secret
. hella smart and thoughtful, don't underestimate her
COLLABS
+ (:
JANE KANG SOOHYUN : 21 - hojung fc
cisfemale - bisexual biromantic
servant - ravnice resident
. rich bitch turned servant
. her parents were among the top in ravnice's trading industry, and then her dad lost a large stock in kaldur and uh
. now the family is broke and jane had to become a servant for the royal family
. she is hating it
COLLABS
+ (:
KAI HOFFMAN : 21 - conan fc
cismale - pansexual demiromantic
trainer - silvic resident
. crabby boyo with way too much intelligence and doesn't know what to do with it
. has a lot of sarcastic remarks and a general idgaf attitude
. but also gives enough fucks to be a trainer for the champions
. specializes in strategies and memorization, and teaches champions how to make use of their surroundings and to always remember where they're going in case they need to trace their footsteps
. "just cause i'm young and small doesn't mean i won't slit your throat"
COLLABS
+ (:
PARK HYUNBIN : 21 - jangjun fc
cismale - asexual panromantic
guard - fjara resident
. he's a terrible guard why would you trust the royal family with him
. more of a child than he is an adult
. and if that's not concerning enough, then idk what is
COLLABS
+ (:
EVAN LAWSON : 23 - leonardo fc
cismale - bisexual biromantic
champion of freyja - valtameri resident
. so, he's not really in the mood to die, yknow?
. while he surely has his own survival skills, considering where he grew up, he can't find it in himself to kill others for the sake of the title of a winner
. aside from that, he's not very nice
. it's fitting that he's freyja's champion bc he has... an affinity for sex and love, which is what freyja associates with
. basically,, he's a player but can at least understand and accept commitment in some cases
COLLABS
+ strong jawline gays with kt's toni
WEN MINGHAO : 20 - wenjun fc
cismale - asexual aromantic
champion of chiyou - ravnice resident
. big ol awkward nerdy boy
. he's dying
. i've already planned it hehe
COLLABS
+ (: (hide spoiler)]
i daydream about (view spoiler)[all the shirt you tell me
lorenzo barloc kaldur
forty-one + cismale + pansexual + sovereign + married
king of kaldur
wentworth miller fc
complete
+ everybody calls him enzo
+ always fights for what he wants
+ king of sarcastic yet brilliant one-liners
+ flamboyant, extravagant and audacious sometimes
+ sucker for horse-riding
+ actually met his partner on the streets
+ loves all of his children very very much
+ charmed his partner with a wink and a smile
+ overly protective of his partner even though they probs don't need it
+ has a horse and talks to her like a person
talia arcene moreau
nineteen + cisfemale + bisexual + baker + single
resident of silvic + champion of apollo
tiera skovbye fc
complete
+ a baker with a knack for archery
+ just a little bit of a pyromaniac
+ can actually play an instrument but ashamed about it
+ makes the best, fluffiest bread in the land
+ sucks at sword-fighting though
+ loves to play cards with friends
+ tries to sound threatening to up her chances of survival
+ dead mother, single father raising her pretty well
+ loves her uncle very very much because he taught her how to play an instrument and also tells the best stories
+ inseparable from her bow and arrows
imelda estelle valtameri
twenty-one + cisfemale + demisexual + inheritor + single
princess of valtameri + champion of serqet
adelaide kane fc
complete
+ a bit salty and sarcastic is her defence
+ after all, that's why people think she was chosen by serqet
+ but really its because she loves animals and has a pet snake
+ has two rye muffins for breakfast every morning
+ would wear leather every day if she could, dresses aren't her style, but leather skirts are her bae
+ under pressure from everyone and would very much like to die somedays
+ she doesn't want the spotlight but can thrive in it and is a firecracker
+ won't even hesitate to fight for whoever she loves
+ tuned to perfection by her parents for the throne
+ a bit of a coward
matias amaro vilaró
twenty-three + cismale + bisexual + guard + single
resident of maketi
calos valdes fc
+ a bit of a fluff bomb
+ fastest reflexes around when fighting or reaching for food
+ unusual taste in food, definitely not a picky eater by any means
+ careful with his job
+ a bit childish in personality terms
+ would never tie his hair up, unless the king declares it
+ can put on a serious face and pull it off if they have to
+ loves tomatoes and bread for lunch
+ probably the first inventor of protein shakes- with a mortar and pestle
+ kind of a nerd and loves reading (hide spoiler)]
born(view spoiler)[to die
cordelia valtameri - katheryn winnick
36 + valtameri sovereign + orientation
-past winner ?
-fierce warrior in her youth
-can still destroy you
-iciest of queens
-will do anything to keep her people safe
collabs
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someone something - face claim
age + tezcatlipoca champion + orientation
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something ruane - face claim
20 + inheritor + orientation
-
collabs
name - avan jogia
21 + agni champion + orientation
-high key competitive
-being a champion is his lifelong dream
-cocky and condescending
-orphan boy with dreams of fame
-needs to shut up before someone punches him
collabs
+ competitive romance w/jungha (cosmic)
name - face claim
age + role + orientation
-something
collabs (hide spoiler)]
my my (view spoiler)[ give me love
name: froy gutierrez
+ poseidon champion
name: face claim tbd
+ nike champion
- appearance: (view spoiler)[
. hair: dark brown, long, straight
. eyes: deep, dark brown
. misc: tanned, 5'6", rbf
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. brash, opinionated, v intelligent
. "i'll literally kill you right now."
. struggles a lot with spirituality
. has troubles connecting with nike
. really hardworking and determined
. but lowkey gets frustrated easily
. collabs: (view spoiler)[
- i really want an opposites attract romance with some dood
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name: julia adamenko
. idk her position yet
. kind, optimistic, natural leader
. very spiritual
. appearance: x
name: brooke perry
+ royal daughter
.maybe chosen? oof idk
. appearance: x
. street smart, loyal, resourceful
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at least I tried
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[play me]
rank — trainer & former champion of ares
face claim/age — pierson fodé + 25
dynisty — valtameri
full name — beckahm payne
-beck is a hardass. he will train you from dusk until dawn, or until you can no longer move. the champion of four years ago, the prodigy of ares when he was twenty-one years old. he is a trickster, and uses his knowledge to his advantage for every fight, and bequeaths it to the person he is training. he will only train two people at a time, for he puts all his attention on the people he trains to give them their best shot they can to win, even though winning is not the main objective in beck's teachings. beck is as brutal as his punches and show no mercy in his training and in the outside world.
collabs — open
rank — silvic child
face claim/age — camila queiroz + 18
dynisty — silvic
full name — cyrena silvic (hide spoiler)]
pickin’ one lover (view spoiler)[ is like pickin’ one daisy
???/dylan wang/23
. jiutian xuannü’s champion
. maketi resident
. y’all wtf
. he was just tryna live his life and all of a sudden
. a goddess chooses him a champion???
. now he’s, irritated, horny, and his skin is clearer for some reason
. he just wanted to be able to sail but no- he gotta fight people
. he bumped into someone and sent them flying across the market
. can you imagine what frustration this caused?
. bisexual biromantic
???/nyakim gatwech/20
. baset’s champion
. kainit
. quiet person
. observant and sleek
. often is in the background
. doesn’t let many people in
. her parent is the priest/ess to the rulers of kainit
. loves her little sister more than anything
. aro panromantic (hide spoiler)]
I'm open to a romantic ship with this one, but due to his current responsibilties any love affairs would have to be very secretive and demure, and it would also have to be a slow build-up. (Good thing I'm a sucker for secretive affairs! Also, like, since he's a priest he's 100% chaste so, if virgin men aren't your characters' thing than he wont be the right fit for you. Please be aware I only plot romantic ships with people and characters over 18, sorry. I will ask your age.)➢ ♘『𝕐𝕆𝕌 ℕ𝔼𝔼𝔻 𝔸 𝔹𝕀𝔾 𝔾𝕆𝔻 -- (view spoiler)[ 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞!』
➢ Victorien St. Gaudiaere, FC: Clément Becq.
AGE -- Thirty-two.
GENDER -- Cisgender male, he/him/his.
SEXUALITY -- Unlabeled, unknown, unexplored.
RANK -- Royalty, "Royal Prophet".
DYNASTY -- Technically he is a part of the Ruane Dynasty, but since he has no blood relation and no claim to the throne it isn't entirely true. He is a stranger amongst Gods.
PERSONALITY --
(+) eloquent
(+) kind
(+) appreciative
(+) intellectual
(+) philosophical
(+) captivating
(-) cryptic
(-) aloof
(-) bizarre
(-) intimidating
(-) self-critical
(-) over-idealistic
RELATIONSHIPS -- a ✝ indicates that a particular person is confirmed deceased.
----- BLOOD RELATIVES/FAMILY -- Lacramioara St. Lacrima, Priestess of Melinoe (later known as "Lacramioara the Whore" after her priesthood was revoked, mother, ✝). Naël St. Gaudiaere, Priest of Boreas (later known as "Naël the Blasphemous" after his priesthood was revoked - father, ✝).
----- "ADOPTED" RELATIVES/FAMILY -- None as of yet.
----- CLOSE FRIENDS -- Queen Asteria, KT's unnamed guard babe, Anya.
----- FOES -- None as of yet.
----- ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP -- None as of yet.
Victorien was born into an extremely devout family, his mother of Kaldur descent and his father of Valtameri descent. They were both noble, and far better off than they would have been had they not decided to dedicate their lives to the Gods above - or God below. Though his parents had climbed the ranks of the priesthood before his conception they had always been looked upon rather strangely by the others. You see, Lacramioara and Naël were both progressive in mindset and too idealistic for their own good - despite the laws against marriage or other interpersonal relations they fell in love, unabashedly. They advocated for those of the Gods to accept and listen to those who chose not to follow - to train their physical strength and martial prowess as they did their minds - to invite love and passion into their relationship with them. Many found it unholy or even blasphemous and as such most were inclined to curse Victoriens' very existence when he was first born. In fear for their sons' safety and future, Lacramioara and Naël seemingly vanished into the night - abandoning the altars they placed themselves upon.
The two holy hearts and their beloved newborn son sought shelter for a time with a liberal Valtameri noble house amongst the inhospitable shores of his homeland. They were stripped of their ordainment and cast out of their very own religion. That was a harsh reality they could deal with, the lovers thought, but the stigmata they wore as a result of their actions was bright as day. For the first five years of Victoriens' life, he was not allowed to even set a single foot outside of the Valtameri nobles' estate. He watched his mother go from a ray of divine moonlight shrouded in black satin to a ragged, deeply disturbed midwife. Eventually his mother truly started going insane. Whenever she went out to the nearby village to bring home some cured meats for supper, she was met with daggered eyes and harsh words. The townsfolk knew her as "Lacramioara the Whore" or "Boreas' Harlot" - and at seemingly random times she would fly into incoherent ramblings about how Melinoe would come to her at night in visions. Lacramioara insisted that the only way she could pay penance for what she had done by bringing Victorien into this world was to take her own life and join her matron Goddess in the Underworld for all of eternity as her own personal servant. Her son was no longer the product of pure, unbridled love but of a curse - a tainted boy who deserved to be locked away. No longer for his own good but for the good of the general populace.
Understandably, Naël grew extremely concerned about his wifes' "visions" and took it upon himself to take up the mantle of both mother and son for Victorien. Feeling just as betrayed in a different way than his wasting Lacramioara, Naël would frequently sneak his presumably mute son out of the estate on random nights to train him in the art of unarmed combat. Victorien took to the training quite well, and with his father he developed a unique and more technical form of martial arts. This went on for many years as his father took up mercenary work to bring in coin and his mothers' condition worsened. It's no surprise how far the name of a blasphemous ex-priest gets one if wielded in the name of fear and violence.
Victorien was eighteen years old when he finally got a glimpse of the first rays of sunlight. Pale and cold - it was already too late for the young boy. He was already too reserved, though awestruck by the rays of morning as they reflected off of the morning dew of the coastal grass. He was nineteen when his father decided he would pack up what little belongings his family had to its name and move them to Maketi for new contract prospects. Naëls' name was growing more and more infamous by the day as well as his reputation for devastating martial prowess. However, the trip to their new home was rife with hassles from those who knew of his family name. They had to essentially be smuggled there as human cargo - dirt poor and with a skeletal husk of a soul that was once a woman.
At twenty-two, Victoriens' mother was stricken with a wasting disease - and though he and his father mourned her impending death, Lacramioara seemed at peace for the first time in years. As she died, clutching the hand of her young son, she whispered words of forgiveness and voiced her love for him for the first time since he was a toddler.
○ Generally open about his thoughts on certain subjects, extremely tight-lipped on others. Tends to not speak of the Gods unless asked by a superior and avoids the subject whenever possible. It is unwise to go prodding answers out of him on subjects he refuses to discuss, one must find a way to lure it out of him somehow.
○ What he says isn't always easily understood. The man speaks in an odd cryptic manner, though it is not entirely his choice to do so. Sometimes what he is trying to voice cannot be worded any other way while other times he'll realize just how confusing he sounds and will find better phrasing voluntarily.
○ He is a very tall man (6'8") and slightly wide-set, lending to him an unintended intimidating posture by some accounts. Really, he is very docile and prefers to defuse a brewing conflict with philosophy and redirection if he is around one. Otherwise, the man can be a formidable physical opponent if pushed to the extreme.
○ His most recognizable features are his eyes and hair, his eyes being a frankly indescribable mixture of very pale blue or very pale green, varying under whatever kind of light is hitting them and from what direction. The most probable explanation for this is that in reality, his eyes lack any sort of real hue at all and instead catch and reflect whatever dominating color hits them. His hair is thick, inky black curled ringlets with natural deep brown streaks visible when only the sunlight shines through it. Most of the time it is kept at jawline length with a few thick strands braided back into something reminiscent of a crown. He does not think it makes him appear effeminate, rather it keeps his hair out of his face and well groomed.
○ He's been described as soft-spoken and kind with an affinity for the natural world around him, words almost seeming to be purposefully murmured or whispered by his bassy voice at all times. It's as if he's always speaking from his chest as opposed to his throat - though whether this behavior is trained as opposed to natural is yet to be discovered.
○ To him, sexuality and romance is not a pivotal point in his life, and even as he grows older and more tried - his views on this remain steady and perhaps intensify. If he wished to find love he would have done so years ago. No, his purpose is greater than that, and even now at the ripe age of thirty-two he is rather comfortable in his current position. If Fate decrees it, someday he will find love, but as of now he is not seeking it. Today he rejects labels or even rumors about his sexuality. It allows for a modicum of privacy.
○ He is extremely sentimental and enjoys receiving gifts from others - the kind that come from the heart. He prefers to both receive and give gifts that are handmade with love and care put behind them. The man is quite the craftsman. He is both a skilled woodcarver and sculptor. He is able to fashion a chess piece out of nothing but a chunk of oak and a dagger or take a bad, porous chunk of marble and form a beautiful bust of it.
○ He enjoys taking on a warm, surrogate parental role to those around him. If you are close enough to him, he would literally give his life for you under any circumstance. To earn this level of devotion all he really asks is for a little trust and reliability, as well as a returned kindness - or a willingness to eventually soften.
○ He is rarely seen in any sort of clothing but loose, silky robes of white. Occasionally he dons silver or gold trimmings such as tinsel laced through his half-crown-braided hair or earrings/pendants. It makes him appear rather grandiose, but he takes great care of his appearance.
○ If there is anything that slightly irks him, it is giving him a nickname, specifically "Vic". Please, if you are to address him, use his full first name.
○ At times he can appear rather... distant. Spacey. Distracted. It is unbecoming of him to make appearance that way but he can't help it and will politely apologize if it takes anyone more than one try to get his attention.
○ He loves to teach others about philosophy and etiquette just as much as he likes to learn new things by people more skilled than him. If you ask, and there is time to spare, he will likely take you aside and tell you about ancient scholars and proper court mannerisms.
○ Though most might believe they know quite a bit about him, there are actually a few very important details about his life that he holds close to his chest. One of them being that he really, really does not like his position on the Royal Court. He appears to be content, and through his cryptic murmurings one could interpret him as quite ecstatic in fact - the reality of it is that he is sadder, lonelier than he lets on. And he cannot explain why. Or rather, he has an idea, but he is refusing to acknowledge it as the source of his woes.
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"you know i'd give you everything i've got
for a little peace of mind
i'm so tired, i'm feeling so upset
although i'm so tired, i'll have another cigarette"
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- athena champion
- cold hearted bitch
- haha did i just get a death setence
- cold and sounds old
- tired af, insomniac
- smart and has no will to live but has to
- lel if i win this bitch smack my ass and call me susan (hide spoiler)] (hide spoiler)]
(view spoiler)[Name;
Dragica Sara Novak
Nickname;
Dragon, Drake, Runt
Age;
Twenty
Gender;
Female
Appearance;
Drake is five foot five and a half inches tall, making her the shortest person in her family. She’s not exactly athletic, though she couldn’t really be called frail either – she’s got a moderate amount of muscle, but would generally be considered petitely svelte. Drake’s hair is a dark red bordering on auburn, which she definitely prefers to the light red of her early childhood (back when it was most definitely orange, not actually resembling any shade of red in the slightest). She prefers it kept boyishly short, especially on the sides and back. Her eyes are a light hazel, with just a touch more green visible than brown. Drake has a defined chin, soft cheeks, a pale complexion, slender throat, and snubbed nose. She tends to chew or pick at all her nails except her thumbs (because those are mildly awkward to chew, not to mention being thicker and tougher than the rest of her nails) and her pinkies (because they’re great for scratching in itchy ears when they’re long) when she’s nervous or lost in thought, so her middle fingernails are rarely grown out very long. While it’s fairly obvious she’s got quite the collection of small scars and burns on her hands and arms, the rest of her wide array of various scars on her torso and legs are not quite as immediately obvious.
Personality;
Drake’s personality around others is quite the show. She’s a master prankster, and, while her pranks tend to be pretty harmless overall, she still gets in quite a bit of trouble over them since her targets are always the most important people, the most tightly wound people, or the people who are the most full of themselves (in other words, the people most likely to blow up over being made to look like a fool). Drake has an inappropriate joke for any situation or person, and has the guts to actually tell them. She likes napping or reading in very unconventional spots – on the top of bookshelves, slumped upside down in the seat of a chair tipped back against the wall, or curled inside a large trunk, for example. Drake never follows the rules – whatever they may be – if she can help it, and is only occasionally subtle about it. She instigates fights (sometimes with her powers, sometimes with her words or actions) to amuse herself, and often emerges relatively unscathed from said fights due to her creativity and resourcefulness in using her surroundings to her advantage, her skill at reading her opponent, and her lack of qualms about fighting dirty. Drake is only considerate if she feels like it, and she doesn’t really feel like it all that often. On top of everything else, she seems to get a kick out of using her more elemental based powers to set the mood when she gets irritable or angry; she’s whipped up thunderstorms, sandstorms, earthquakes, and in one particularly notable instance, she started an eclipse. In other words, Drake more or less seems like the perfect champion for Set; they’re both pretty wicked characters who just stir up unnecessary trouble for everyone around them.
That all is actually just a show, though – or at least, that’s what it started out as. After a few years, it’s become more her actual personality than she’d really like to admit.
Drake is naturally a fairly quiet individual, who would honestly prefer to just people watch and chill out. She’s loyal and protective of those she cares about to the bitter end, once someone’s gained her trust (a hard feat) and she considers them friends. Drake likes helping people out, especially if they really need it. However, she tends to do it subtly or in secret, since no one takes her seriously when she outright tries to lend a hand. Drake is actually intensely pissed at Set, considering the fact that, thanks to him picking her as his champion, her family and community (and basically everyone else on Iadeasia) now thinks of her as being outright evil instead of just being a dumb delinquent who really should have grown out of it by now. Plus, she doesn’t actually have much real control over her powers; half the time when she tries to use them, nothing happens – and sometimes when she really doesn’t want to use them, they start up anyway. But most of all, despite the fact that she’s gotten used to being considered the bad guy, being blamed and outright taking the blame for pretty much everything that could plausibly (and sometimes not so plausibly) be her fault, Drake doesn’t hurt people.
… well, not too seriously, anyway.
Definitely never bad enough to kill them.
She’s a jerk, not a killer, and it never fails to piss her off and scare the absolute daylights out of her that she’s now trapped in a kill or be killed situation.
Still, she keeps her anger at her ‘patron’ to herself, sucks it up and pretends that the idea that she might actually be evil doesn’t leave her feeling sick inside, and just does her best to become even more ‘Set-like’, in hopes that it will help her get a stronger grip on her powers – after all, without them, she’s pretty likely to die pretty quickly, and Drake isn’t particularly open to dying yet.
History;
Drake was adopted by a pair of fishers in Valtameri when she was a toddler, never knowing anything about her blood family – she’d apparently been fished out of the remains of a wreck in a crate by her adoptive parents, and that was about all the information about her past that she had. As she grew up, Drake did her best to make her parents proud to show her gratitude for their kindness – shaping herself into a quiet, obedient child who never talked back or complained. (well, who tried to avoid talking back or complaining when she remembered) Unfortunately for her, her siblings – the fishers blood children – never really took to her, and took every opportunity to push her around. For awhile, the kids’ issues with each other stayed strictly between them - Drake was able to deal with that. However, when they started blaming her for every mess they made, every thing they broke, and every coin they stole, and, more importantly, when they got away with it, that was when Drake’s life began to become a living hell. Her siblings waited until her reputation had been trashed with their parents, then began to slowly ruin her reputation with the rest of their community as well. This took quite a bit longer considering that Drake tended to stay home more often than not, but anytime she did go out, they followed. By the time they were all teenagers, Drake had become a local legend for all the destruction that seemed to follow her around, despite the fact that most of the people who knew her had never once met her. Anytime she introduced herself, people’s attitude towards her immediately changed; guards were raised, trust was retracted, and conversation became short and clipped; in their attempts to keep her out of trouble, the community actually just ended up making it impossible for her to ever show that she didn’t want to get in trouble.
Eventually, resigned to the fact that no one was ever going to believe that she really was nothing like her reputation made her out to be, Drake decided to just go with it. After all, if she was going to get in trouble for things she hadn’t done anyway, she may as well get to enjoy the thrill of actually stirring up trouble, right? It took a while for her to figure out how to really slip into this alternate version of herself, but eventually it became second nature anytime she ran into anyone. Drake especially got a kick out of finally being able to let loose and get some serious revenge on her siblings for all the years of grief they’d forced on her – the satisfaction and glee from that alone almost felt like it made up for everything. (… almost.) Still, since she’d spent over the first decade of her life trying to color inside the lines and be as little trouble as possible, she still slipped fairly often and tried to be her normal helpful and kind self. Of course, when people had actually seen her rustling up chaos instead of just hearing about it or drawing conclusions, it annihilated any hope remaining for Drake to redeem her reputation. In what was essentially an idiotic tantrum, once Drake got fed up being shunned while she was trying to be nice again she not only went back to causing trouble but also began taking ‘credit’ for anything else around that went wrong, whether or not it was even mildly plausible that she could have done it. Surprisingly, people still bought it anyway. The straw that ended up breaking the camel’s back came as the day her family found out that she was a Champion – and not just any old god’s Champion; Drake was Set’s Champion. That, unsurprisingly, did not go over particularly well with her family. (or with the community, who – of course - found out through her siblings.)
Funnily enough, while their daughter being the Champion for the god of storms, chaos and evil was concerning but not overly surprising, the part that Drake’s parents really got upset over was that Set was the god of the desert – they mainly prayed to the various sea and water gods, they lived essentially right next to the water, and their income came from what came from the water; it was absolute blasphemy that their daughter had been chosen as a Champion for a desert god. (Drake was privately mildly amused by the irony)
Sexuality;
Asexual Homoromantic
Rank;
Champion of Set
Dynasty;
Valtameri
Other;
Drake tends to swear by sea gods
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⠀⠀` neomi valeria ryder
i. cisfemale & 20 & hetero
ii. champion of selene
iii. resident of valtameri
iv. + passionate, bold, intelligent
v. / captivating, fearless, daring
vi. - hothead, impulsive, venomous
vii. if she doesn't like you, you'll know
. doesn't take shit from anybody
. lil bit of a sadistic/psychotic behavior
. skilled in hand-to-hand/close-range
combat, most weaponry, & acrobatics
. will often use her seductiveness skills
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i. romance -
ii. enemies -
iii. friendships -
iv. other
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full name , neomi valeria ryder
meaning , darkness in greek
preferred , just neomi or nina
gender , cisfemale
age , twenty-years old
birth info , october 30th in valtameri
dynasty , valtameri
star sign , scorpio
sexuality , heterosexual/romantic
ethnicity hispanic-greek
role champion of selene, goddess of the moon (hide spoiler)]⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀+ passionate, bold, intelligent, clever
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀/ fearless, captivating, daring, flirtatious
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀- hothead, venomous, impulsive, manipulative
⠀Neomi is definitely not a force to be reckoned with. Her style is dangerous & unpredictable, keeping people on their feet & second-guessing. Some may say she's mysterious, as not much is known of her past nor why she acts the way she does. The woman normally distances herself from others, preferring to work independently & not dragging others into her problems. With trust major trust issues, she's truly afraid to get close to anybody in fear of losing them as she did her mother. Neomi believes she can take herself just fine, which is mostly true - she's skilled in many arts & quite knowledgable. She'll likely keep many questions or answers hanging in the air for others to figure out, not entirely a fan of giving things away, she believes everybody must work for the answers they seek. She has always been the type to follow her own heart or instincts, fully willing to die for a cause she truly believes in. Neomi isn't afraid to stand up for herself or put somebody in their place, whether by words or force, she's more than willing.
⠀Lady Neomi has a calm yet waspish attitude, growing bored or irritated easily. It doesn't take much to piss her off, & can become quite intimidating once she is. Though, overall, Neomi is known for her dirty tricks when it comes to getting what she wants - including seduction. She can easily wrap anybody around her finger & play them into exactly what she wants, she knows exactly what they wanna hear. Perhaps its her mysterious exterior that keeps everybody on the edge. Her taste is intoxicating, as many might say, but Neomi is careful to cover up her steps. Her stubborn & impatient nature doesn't serve her well, & she'll often act on impulse. Not to mention, deep down, she's vulnerable to sadness when it comes to her loved ones. She tries to hide this side, though.
+ background ; (view spoiler)[Neomi was the only child of Sir Mikaela and Lady Brandy Ryder who were both respected residents of Valtameri. Nina had grown up in a pretty good home with loving parents who wanted only the best for their daughter. They raised her in the ways of their people, & trained her in many things. Though, when Neomi was only thirteen years old, her mother's life was taken from an accident on the sea. Its still unclear exactly what happened, all that is known is she was thrown overboard by the currents and her body was lost in the ocean. This came in a shock for young Neomi & her father - in fact, it drove Mikaela insane. The years following, her father went crazy over his wife's death and ultimately took his own life, forgetting all about the fifteen year old daughter he left behind.
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⠀Ａ ＴＡＳＴＥ ＯＦ Ａ ＰＯＳＩＯＮ ＰＡＲＡＤＩＳＥ ！！
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hair color , medium-length, black
eye color , crimson red
skin tone , fair-ish
height , 5"5
body type , slim, hourglass figure
scent , roses & faint strawberry
clothing , heels & always wearing her long cloak
face claim , camila mendes
skills , hand-to-hand/close-range combat, archery, swordsmanship, acrobatics, quick strategist
weakness , impulsive behavior, defensive/long-range combat, trust issues/lack of team work
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↦ ʙɪʀᴛʜ : 7.15In many ways, Asteria is like many of the other noble ladies. She's not exactly good at many things, sadly. She was born rich, and so she's never really had to learn any skills. Luckily, she's more than willing to learn more. An eye for decoration and a flower arranging aren't exactly useful skills, despite her love for flowers. Sword fighting? She wouldn't know what to do with a sword if it bit her. Fighting is not her thing, and she's very passive, maybe to the point of cowardice. She's afraid to fight, afraid to be hurt. Well, who wouldn't be?
She doesn't want anyone hurt, really. She's incredibly kind and caring, and would help anyone and everyone if she could. It's hard for her to see people hurt, to see people not get what she thinks they deserve. After all, everyone deserves, you know, basic human rights. Despite these somewhat strong feelings on matters that affect her people, she's not especially confident in official situations.
Although she gets along with all of the other officials well and isn't what you could call 'shy,' she doesn't speak out officially. She has too much self-doubt, bred over years of her parents letting her know in no uncertain terms that she was definitely not the favorite. She has no problem talking to large groups of even officials over dinner or in the hall or something casual, but she clams up when it's an official setting, despite how kind they are to her. Rather than speak herself, she leans over to Arthur to tell him, and has her husband explain what she wants to say.
It's a shame, really. Actually, she's very eloquent. She knows how to word things and how to say them in a way that makes people listen. She's charismatic in general, with her undeniable kind attitude, but given how rarely she speaks out officially, the others tend to shut up and listen. After all, if she does speak officially they know it's important to her, and she has something important to say. Besides, most of the officials just honestly like and respect the good-hearted queen.ʟɪᴋᴇs
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•the tournamentBorn to a wealthy family, Asteria was the youngest of three. Her sister Estella was the oldest, and as such the most groomed by their parents. As the inheritor of all their wealth, Estella was the one their parents put all the time and effort into. The second sibling was their brother, Leo. He also received much of their parents attention, since from the start he showed an affiliation for fighting, and they worked hard to train him for the guard.
Asteria was just kind of... there. She didn't have the advantage of being the oldest, and didn't have any special skills. And no one took the time to help her develop any. She wasn't abused at home, of course, she was just kind of... forgotten. She knew who her parents favorites were, and she knew it wasn't her. As they all grew older, that divide was very clear among them. Asteria of course got along with her siblings, but she knew they didn't care about her a whole lot. She wasn't as good as them, and it was very clear.
Especially when they heard that the Iadeasia inheritor, Arthur, was looking for a bride. Their whole family immediately went to the capital, throwing Estelle's hat in the ring. They set up meetings and dinners and dancers, pushing the idea of Estelle and Arthur as hard as they could. Of course, they were horrified when Estelle told them that Arthur didn't seem to be interested. They arranged a sit down, inviting Arthur to dinner with their family so they could see the situation and try to intervene.
Instead, it backfired dramatically for them. Arthur met Asteria over dinner. A few in-sync eye rolls when her parents were going on about Estelle and they caught each other's eye. When Arthur ran into Asteria again when he was avoiding Estelle, he found her doing the same, and she helped him avoid her older sister. The two bonded, and it wasn't long before they were going out of their way to find each other and spend time with the other. And then her parents found out.
They were furious at first, but very quickly realized that it was too late to be able to fix this. They rapidly switched to trying to cozy up to Asteria, who was smart enough to know exactly what they were doing. She was polite to them, all through the engagement and wedding, but she was still distant. She knew how they had felt, and the fake love now didn't make up for it. She still doesn't have a very good relationship with her family, only seeing them maybe once a year.
As much as she is used to her comfortable, luxurious lifestyle, she would throw everything away for her family if she had to. She loves her husband and her children to death, and it breaks her heart whenever any of them are in harm's way. She does her best to treat all of them equally, and make sure all of them receive the love she really didn't from her parents.ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs
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valentina baník - female - bisexual, 23. kaldur. champion; affiliated with boreas/aquilo.
hair ⇂ chocolate brown, wavy; reaches chest
eyes ⇂ hazel, slightly turned upwards
face ⇂ heart shaped, a slightly button nose and soft, full lips.
skin tone ⇂ pale; a tradmark of her dynasty
scars/marking ⇂ none
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quiet ⇂ she's reserved, often times keeping to her ownself.
cold ⇂ almost not meaning to be though, valentina, can be as fridigd as wind sweeping across her home land itself.
stubborn ⇂ whether it be giving up on ideas or simply to get out of the house she puts up a she wont be swayed easy once her mind is set on something.
idealistic ⇂ reaches for goals that are too out of realistic ideas, but strives for them anyways.
attentive ⇂ catches the smallest of details;
aural and visual.
blunt ⇂ speaks her mind and does so almost harshly at times, but knows when to keep her mouth shut.
clever ⇂ always studying and doing as much reading as she could valentina is quite bright.
solitary ⇂ prefers to be alone most of the time; has issues connecting at times.
humble ⇂ enjoys a simple life style, not caring much for glamor or the likes.
lonely ⇂ though she likes to be alone, valentina does long for company.
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the daughter of a miner and a seamstress, valentina baník, learned to pick up a trade from a young age. while her mother worked on sewing and mending clothing in their cozy igloo she was reading whatever books she could get her hands on. her parents were devout believers in multiple gods and valentina herself as she grew in age found herself drawn to one in particular. when she learned of boreas her attention was captured and she found herself making small offerings and prayers to the god of the north winds that blew icily through the dynasty. she began to devote herself to him in times when valentina felt his presence on the mortal world strongest. at times when blizzards threatened to snow in their igloos' entrance.
though always being a reserved and rather blunt child when a mining accident caused the warm life of her father to flicker out she withdrew even more. going out to deliver things into town for her mother and bring home supplies grew to be her new job. praying to boreas for milder winds to aid her became an often occurrence and valentina only seemed to feel the connection to the god.
it seemed her prayers were being answered for every time valentina or her now widowed mother went out the winds didn't cut through their already thick travel wear. in bouts of great emotions however things began to shift, winds would pick up in pace even getting violent at times there were even times where frost would seem to manifest inside the warmth of their igloo. concerned and ever the scholar she'd traveled to visit the nearest priest only to have her most out of ideas to be nearly confirmed, traveling yet again only to have it reconfirmed it was what they'd believed. it seemed valentina was a champion of the god she'd devoted herself too for nearly seven years.
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aerokinesis ⇁ the ability to control and manipulate frost, ice, snow, and cold temperatures
⇁ cryokinesis ⇁ the elemental ability to create, control and manipulate the air and wind in a variety of offensive or defensive ways.
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hair ⇂ dark brown, curly and umkept reaching just above the base of his neck
eyes ⇂ light green
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skin tone ⇂ a slightly tanned ivory
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(view spoiler)[Name;
Aidís Katharótita Agrotera
Nickname;
AKA, AK
Age;
Twenty
Gender;
Nonbinary
Appearance;
Brown hair
Sturdy
Athletic
Calloused
Gray eyes
Scarred
Tall
Personality;
AK is a genuine absolute sweetheart. They want the best for everyone, always trying to help others and keep spirits up no matter the situation, and are perfectly willing to put themself out to achieve that goal. AK’s most common automatic reaction to anything is a smile, thanks to the fact that they tend to wear one close to ninety percent of the time around others. They adore people, easily focusing in on the best and ignoring the worst in others, and are always willing to offer a kind word or cheerful grin to anyone. They don’t get angry easily, thanks to their ability to put themself in others’ shoes and empathize with them, and are very good at coming up with diplomatic solutions to issues.
However, they don’t take guff from anyone; just because they’re nice doesn’t mean that they’ll let themself get plowed over. AK will give as good as they get, though they always stop just short of cruelty – it’s not worth it to them to give that back. They will, however, cheerfully make someone’s life miserable through various annoyances until AK is satisfied that they’ve sufficiently made their point. In general, though, while AK doesn’t outright lose their temper often, they make a bit of a spectacle of themselves when it does happen; they’ll stomp around, they’ll growl, they’ll roar curses, and they’ll get in peoples’ faces.
They have a hard time not bowing to the will of authority, whether or not they are happy with whatever is going on. Actually, it’s quite rare to see them even attempt to defy authority, since usually they just buckle down immediately. It takes something they are really set against with every fiber of their being to get them to stand up against authority.
AK is extremely devout (though their religion isn’t one of the more common ones around) and is deeply honored to have been chosen as a Champion… however, AK considers life quite sacred – whether animal or human – and they are absolutely flummoxed on how to handle the fights. Their religion is putting them between a veritable Scylla and Charybdis, forget ‘rock and a hard place’. They’re damned no matter what they choose to do in the end, and they know it.
AK’s been doing their absolute best to pay more attention to balancing out their actions and good fortunes lately, since they would really prefer not to draw the ire of their own patron – that would just be humiliating, and extremely bad for their health. Though, to be honest, they’re mildly terrified that may have already happened, since AK had originally mistaken her ‘blessing’ as coming from a different god entirely.
Actually, thanks to their beliefs, they’re finding themself to just be mildly freaked out in general – not that they’d show it. AK’s troubles are their own, just like their sins, and they wouldn’t dream of forcing either on anyone else.
They have very deep issues with gender roles, struggling daily with what they’ve been told, what they’ve been taught, and what they believe.
AK tends to stands alone, more than willing to help bear other’s burdens while simultaneously not believing that anyone else would truly want to help them in return. This makes for an extremely lonely life, despite their ease in making friends, since they can’t imagine anyone honestly considering them a friend. This self-deprecating mindset is well set in, due to multiple betrayals from people AK held close to their heart. Thus, AK is still quite generous with their own affection, but no longer expects or even really hopes to receive any from others.
History;
AK was raised by their mother out in the very edge between (NAME HERE) and (NAME HERE), quite a ways out from the nearest town or city, their father nowhere in the picture. Under their mother’s rather knowledgeable wing, they learned how to hunt, fish, fight, read, write, recognize herbs and berries, chop firewood, and do minor repairs on their house, as well as basically any other skill necessary to live alone, from a young age. She was quite a lovely teacher, patient but highly expectant, and, by the time that they were twelve, they were at least somewhat competent in most of the skills she’d attempted to pass on. Anything that they needed was able to be crafted by the pair from resources around their home. Things were a bit lonely since they didn’t get many guests, their nearest neighbor a good ten miles away, but that just meant that AK grew closer to their mother.
It wasn’t an overly exciting life, but it was a quietly content one.
However, at age thirteen, AK grew curious enough to seriously pursue the question of their father. Up until now, they’d respected their mother’s desire to avoid the subject – well, to some extent, anyway. In any case, once they’d hit their teens and felt all grown up, they decided that they deserved to know who their father was, and where he was if he was alive. Surprisingly, their mother actually gave in this time – maybe she could tell how serious they were in their curiosity. Their father was a traveling musician who had bought bed and board from their mother for a few weeks, taking a break on his journey, somehow managing to court his way into her bed in that time. As it turned out, she quite reasonably had no clue if he was still alive or not; the last time she’d seen him was several months before AK had been born, when he realized he was going to be a father and immediately left. AK’s mother had no inclination to go after him, and saw no point in mentioning him to AK considering the almost monumental odds against him ever being part of their life.
As previously mentioned, AK felt quite grown up at thirteen – which is why they felt perfectly fine leaving home to try and find him a few days later despite having no idea where he could be, leaving a note for their mother and walking off towards the nearest town. To be fair to them, they’d only planned on being gone a few weeks, just long enough to check around town, find someone who knew where their father had gone, head over there and get a reasonable explanation from him, and bring him back home to make up with their mother so they could all live happily ever after. It seemed like a good plan at the time. However, they found themself sincerely regretting that decision a few days later, when they got kidnapped heading back home after realizing that people really didn’t remember a guy they didn’t care about from well over a decade ago. After the first boat ride of their life (which was tainted by both the fact that they were terrified out of their wits, and because they apparently got very boat sick), they wound up sold to a small town as a sacrifice to some god for good harvests that year. AK managed to avoid that fate by the skin of their teeth, somehow escaping in an unbelievable string of good luck. They were much more cautious after that, keeping their distance from other travelers as much as possible. Still, they couldn’t avoid people forever; they had nothing but the clothes on their back, and they were in unfamiliar lands, unable to use many of the survival skills their mother had taught them because of the differences in plant life and their lack of basic tools. Besides, they had no idea where they were, and thus no clue how to get back home. When they eventually gave up and found a town, getting directions and doing a few odd jobs to get food and a few supplies, AK discovered that they were nowhere near their home. The idea of the length of the journey home was daunting for the teenager, though it wasn’t as though they had any other options. It wound up taking nearly a week of work before they were able to scrounge together enough coin for the supplies they needed, but during that week they had yet another moment of insanely good luck; one of their employers recognized their father’s name, much to AK’s gleeful surprise, and actually had some idea of where he had gone. It only took a few hours of traveling to make it to the large farm where he apparently now lived, along with a good dozen or so other men, but unfortunately he wasn’t there. He did live there, AK was assured, but he had gone out with one of the others to go buy specific supplies from a city a solid week’s journey away the day before.
However, the men still at the farm were happy to let their friend’s son stay with them while they all waited for him to make it back. AK didn’t bother correcting them (they’d gotten tired of correcting people’s pronouns after the past few weeks), and just accepted their offer gratefully. The men were quite kind, and the only thing that they pressured AK about over the month that they stayed with them was joining their religion – and even that was just gentle peer pressure, more teaching them without permission than actually trying to twist their arm or anything. To be honest, AK was actually genuinely intrigued by the entire affair, more than willing to go right on along with the lessons and learn more. By the time their father had returned at the end of the month, they’d gotten a basic idea of things, and was ready and eager to join.
However, their father had other ideas. At first, he was just as nice and kind as they’d always hoped, just like the other men there, but, later that evening when they were left alone with him, he showed a quite different side. He was furious that they had shown up, since he’d told his friends that he had no children, he was furious when he found out that AK wanted him to come back home with them, since he had no desire to have anything to do with them or their mother, he was furious when they told him that they weren’t a ‘he’ or ‘she’, since that wasn’t how gender worked in his opinion, and he was absolutely livid when he forcibly discovered that their physical gender was female, since he’d already heard from all his friends that they wanted AK to join them… but it was a strictly male only group. In short, AK was nothing but a humiliating embarrassment for him, and he wanted nothing to do with it.
In the end, AK ended up getting quite literally dragged out of the farm and shoved away, their father letting them know in no uncertain terms that he never wanted to see them again… or else.
Heartbroken, AK continued on their way back home again. A few weeks worth of travel later, they ended up being forced to ask for shelter in another town during a fairly nasty snowstorm, winding up spending the next few days snowed in with a kindly old man. This time was made much more interesting when, thanks to a surprisingly familiar set of prayers at meal and bed time, AK found out that he was part of the same religion as the men their father was staying with. Very curious at this point, they decided it would be a good idea to lie to the old man, telling him they were a boy so he’d tell them more about his religion. It worked, the old man so pleased to find a youth with the same beliefs that he never ended up asking why they only knew little bits and pieces of the faith, why they were alone, or just about any other sensible question. AK managed to get an extended invitation to stay which they eagerly accepted, the man excitedly continuing to lecture them over the next few weeks, which wound up turning into months. They truly did mean to head home, but it was so nice to have a father-ish figure who was happy enough to have them around that he almost insisted they stay anytime they started to leave that they just couldn’t quite bring themself to hurt him by leaving just yet. Besides, by then, they’d been gone close to a year anyway – there wasn’t any hurry at that point, right?
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(view spoiler)[Of course, they weren’t able to pretend to be a boy forever, the man eventually figuring out that he’d been tricked. He was nearly as angry as their father had been. However, unlike their father, he calmed back down again once they revealed that they were a ‘they’, swearing it was true when he pressed. He was still displeased with them, but at least he didn’t throw them out. In fact, he was almost more insistent that they stay than he had been before, which they figured was the least they could do after lying to him for months. They would just stick around long enough to make it up to him, and then they’d head home.
This… didn’t happen.
They kept setting dates that they would leave by, but somehow, just around then, they’d always manage to either get on the old man’s bad side or would wind up owing him for some unbelievably kind gesture, and they’d decide to postpone until ‘this’ date instead. They decided to stay until their sixteenth birthday, then their seventeenth… then their eighteenth… then their nineteenth…
They never noticed exactly when or how it started, but at some point the teachings he gave them began to be filled with rather sharp jabs at gender – it was uncomfortable, but they couldn’t exactly complain. After all, this was what they’d wanted, right? He was just teaching them, same as he always had. It was just them being overly sensitive. By a few weeks before their twentieth birthday, their views on gender roles in general had become twisted and muddled, no longer as fluid as they’d always believed. They still knew logically that their original way of thinking about it was correct, but it became harder and harder to believe themself as he continued hammering different thoughts into their head.
Then, their powers came, and things got terrifying and weird – now, he was telling them that they had been given the biggest honor anyone could ask for; their most important god had given them the blessing of enthusiasm. However, this gave them a heavy responsibility as well, since it was now their duty to die in a symbolic ritual, just like the god had. It was an honor, the man insisted, a huge honor that they should be proud to receive. It was the most important death a person could have, after all. When he put it like that, so certain in what he was saying, when he’d never steered them wrong before and he obviously knew what he was talking about, how could they do anything but acquiesce?
They didn’t really want to die yet, but… there wasn’t any other choice, was there? It was their duty.
As it turned out, they didn’t end up dying – though they didn’t escape from the encounter unharmed – but the old man was not so lucky; he ended up dying from a heart attack.
Sexuality;
Asexual (Romantically inclined towards women)
Rank;
Champion of Nemesis
Dynasty;
Other;
AK doesn’t eat meat (except once a year), beans or eggs, and doesn’t drink alcohol.
Their personal sword is called Adrasteia
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