So yeah, here's my character! Oh, I'll be making another character, male this time, if that's okay with you? [hr] [center][h2][color=fff79a]Delia Oblitus-Veren of the Verenonblith Empire [/color][/h2] [img]http://www.mynewhair.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/simple-down-prom-hair.jpg[/img] [sub][i]"Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away."[/i] - [b]Antoine de Saint-Exupery.[/b][/sub][/center] [color=fff79a][b][i][indent]Delia Anne Oblitus-Veren[/indent][/i][/b][/color] [color=fff79a][b][u]Nickname:[/u][/b][/color] [i]Delly / Dela / Prissy[/i] [color=fff79a][b][u]Birth date and age:[/u][/b][/color] [i]December 22 (16)[/i] [color=fff79a][b][u]Sexuality:[/u][/b][/color] [i]Undecided[/i] [color=fff79a][b][u]In Depth Appearance:[/u][/b][/color] Delia is a soft-looking, yet sturdy girl. Despite her delicate face, she has a well built body, suited for athletics - her inability to ignore self-perceived flaws prompted her to monitor her fitness. That asides, Delia's body is - in the words of her nursemaid - near perfect; No blemishes, silky hair, well manicured nails, pink glossy lips, and creamy smooth skin. Again, everything is connected to her perfectionist ideals, which extend as much to her appearance as it does with her. Her expression is generally even, never quite showing extreme emotions. She stands at a middling height of 5'6" (167 cm) with good proportions and long legs. In terms of attire, Delia heavily favors dresses, usually with long sleeves and skirts of modest design, but expensive material. She rarely wears jewelry, though on her right middle finger is a golden ring studded with cornflower blue sapphires with the family crest emblazoned prominently at its center. [color=fff79a][b][u]Personality:[/u][/b][/color] [center][color=fff79a][u]• Perfectionist • Insecure • Indecisive •[/u][/color][/center] A major part of Delia's personality is her drive towards 'perfection' - it is not enough for her to simply be 'the best' she mus be 'flawless'; all of her actions are geared towards this one single ideology. She pursues above and beyond excellence, to the point where it is dangerous for her in every way possible. Almost all the time, Delia is physically and mentally strained from overworking. Whether or not she enjoys what she is doing is of little consequence - if it's an endeavor she has decided on, then as with everything, it must be 'perfect'. At her core, however, is someone who was born unable to handle the pressure she puts on herself - indeed, there are very few who can - and she has become insecure, who tightly holds on to the goal she has put in her head to surpass her parents as a way to give her direction. Outwardly, she remains calm and detached, but inwardly, she is always thinking about her next step; about what consequence her actions could have; and whether or not what she is doing is worth it. As royalty, Delia firmly believes that she is greater than her subjects - it's not something she is arrogant about; simply something she takes for a fact. Following that fact, she also believes that it is the duty of the powerful and gifted to give the weak guidance and protection. Failure to do so is a great sin in her eyes, and those that cannot should not even bother calling themselves strong, much less royalty - the pinnacle of power. She has no illusions of being a regular person, and as such, does not act like it. She has trained herself to be near perfect in everything a royal must be good in - from ethics, to politics, to warfare and even public appearances - but most of this training has been theoretical only. She has yet to have any experience leading a battle, and most of the political schemes she had managed where picked out for her by her mother. All of this because she believes it to be her duty. [color=fff79a][b][u]Likes:[/u][/b][/color] [list][*] Difficult puzzles ('puzzle' being subjective) [*] Books [*] Dancing [*] Cooking [*] Furry animals [*] Insects (Especially Spiders, Cockroaches, and Scorpions)[/list] [color=fff79a][b][u]Dislikes:[/u][/b][/color] [list][*] Laziness (in her opinion, anyway) [*] Inefficiency [*] Vegetables [*] Sharing her self-cooked food [*] Mosquitoes [*] Mess and littering[/list] [color=fff79a][b][u]Fears:[/u][/b][/color] [list][*] Failure [*] Being alone [*] Being forgotten [*] Becoming useless[/list] [color=fff79a][b][u]Biography:[/u][/b][/color] From a small village in the duchy of [i]Granse[/i], of the former [i]Oblithus[/i] Kingdom, came a young man known as Max Veren, later known known as Emperor Magnus Veren of the [i]Verenoblitus Empire[/i]. The empire was birthed after a sudden and bloody war that lasted for six years - six years of interregnum, with no government nor king, with each land managing themselves with varying degrees of success; in that time, a young Emperor Magnus led the armies loyal to the previous monarchy, and had conquered the surrounding one hundred and thirteen duchies. During that time, the royal bloodline of Oblithus had died out, leaving a power vacuum that Magnus easily filled, given the amount of authority he had held during the interregnum. In honor of his sworn brother, Magnus christened his new empire [i]"Verenoblitus"[/i] an amalgamation of their two family names and what they represented. Since then, he has been aggressively expanding his territory and influence, using a combination of clever politicking, and overwhelming military strength. The royal family of [i]Oblithus[/i], once the sovereign rulers of the Oblithus Kingdom, had been exiled in their own land, forced into hiding. Their fall from grace was due to several factors: poor aptitude for the cutthroat world of political scheming, lazy and opulent successors, increasing dissatisfaction from the working class, and decreasing loyalty from powerful nobility, etc. In came to the point that more than half of their retainers, nobles and military nobles alike, had taken away their territory, claiming it for themselves, and fraying the land into a hundred pieces. One particularly spiteful noble stormed the royal palace, and he and his personal army murdered as much of the royal family as he could. Only three remained: Lady Amelia, aunt of the King; Karma Oblithus, First Prince and would-be heir to the throne, and Aliena Oblithus, First Princess and sister to Karma. Despite their exile, the three of them worked towards their dream of reviving the kingdom of Oblitus. In that time, Karma had made a friend, the son of a village hunter named Max Veren - someone who would soon become his sworn brother, general of his forces, and eventually, the Emperor of Veren. With Karma marshaling people to his cause, and his aunt and sister working behind the scenes on political intrigue, Karma's forces grew rapidly. When he and Max had turned twenty, they began their march towards retaking his kingdom - starting with a swift and decisive recapture of the old capital, sparking a six year war. Unfortunately, Karma did not live to see his kingdom restored; in the final stretches of the war, Karma died with a bullet to the heart and three more to his stomach. Still, the kingdom was united, but now the only one who could take the throne was Aliena - who throughout the war played the part of a docile and delicate maiden. Aliena was intelligent, cunning, and conniving, but even she herself admits that she has no talent for the throne - she is not someone who stands in the spotlight - she is someone who works in the dark, who flourishes in the power of anonymity; she cannot inspire people to move, or inflame the hearts of her subjects towards a single goal. She would have made a terrible Queen, had she been instated on the throne, but she was not. In a move that divides the empire today, she married Max, now known as Magnus for his accomplishments in the war, and proclaimed him King, and the Kingdom as Veren's. Magnus, for his part, christened the new Kingdom as [i]'Verenoblitus'[/i] - in honor of his sworn brother. With his rule legitimized by marrying the queen, Magnus proceeded to strengthen and expand his territory, giving rise to his empire. He handled all aspects of war, while Aliena played the part of his wife - seemingly useful only for her body and her bloodline; however, in the confines of the royal court, it was she who schemed and managed logistics, stealthily and subtly expanding their influence before they even invaded, using a combination of intelligence networks and spy rings to sabotage opposition Theirs was a marriage born not out of love for each other, but out of love for their beloved brother. They had sworn to restore the kingdom to greatness, and if they had to be wed to do so, then so be it, for though the name has changed and its territory so much vaster than previously thought possible, the Kingdom and Empire belong to Karma, even in death. The two of them, Emperor Magnus and Empress Aliena, it is no exaggeration to say that the two of them hold a reputation akin to legends. Their accomplishments are still fresh in the minds of their subjects, and have only grown still. They have created an empire so vast and powerful that its very mention divides nations: some denounce it as a warmongering nation, bent on world domination, while others respect the power it has carved out for itself. It was under this shadow that Delia was born. First princess and first child, she grew up hearing about the accomplishments of her sires, and the wonder of the people around her, expecting her to be as great as they. Delia enthusiastically responded to the challenge; she grew up as a perfectionist, and in everything that she did - whether it be in studies, athletics, arts and even grooming - she until she achieved perfection. She grew, eager to match her parents accomplishments, and dreading the possibility that she should fail. In her mind, she held herself as above others, and as such, it was her duty to use her station to rule wisely but uncontested. Still, no one can seek perfection without straining oneself to far, and eventually, Delia began showing signs of cracks in her person. She would get irritated easily, her attitude growing increasingly frustrated and aggressive. The Empress was the first to notice this, and swiftly took action. Alongside the child of their Commander-in-Chief, she was sent on a 'vacation' to a foreign, allied land, to hopefully relax and forget about her responsibilities . . . At the core of all this, however, is a question she often asks herself alone in the dark: [i]What is she supposed to be doing?[/i]