41 | Male | Heterosexual
Race: Andorian
Kingdom: Primfira

Appearance
Erasmi towers over others, standing at a few centimetres shy of seven foot, and this is accentuated by his lithe build. Like most of his fellow Andorians he is not stocky although his body has become strong from a lifetime of training with lance and poleaxe which make the most of his gigantic size. His hair is as white as snow, his skin a nearly imperceptible shade darker while his eyes are a pale blue like a cloudless sky on a winter's day; all of these physical attributes reflect his frosty nature, warmth and compassion spared only for his family and even that shows itself rarely.

Erasmi prides himself on being collected and proper at all times, his scarlet doublet tight around his chest and through the waist with golden filigree patterns woven into the fabric in a vertical manner in line with the Andorian obsession and pride with their own loftiness. His trousers are functional with silver thread travelling down the outside leg in a single line the only additional adornment, vanishing behind the cover of his tall boots which are also adorned with silver embellishment.

Occupation
King of Primfira

Personality
Formal would be a kind way to describe the King's approach to interaction, cold and unfeeling a more genuine one. He is slow to show compassion, or even kind-hearted interest, in anyone outside of his family and close companions and largely sees everyone before him as a pawn in the political game. That is not to say that he does not understand the importance of emotion and cooperation but merely that he is not one to reveal his heart and soul to another under near any circumstance. He is forever mistrustful of others, seeing most as either adversaries, subordinates or enemy pawns.

History
Erasmi did not enjoy his childhood. It was an early life spent fighting for survival against his three elder siblings and one younger, all sons of a man determined to make them fight amongst themselves in order to hone their skills. Whether his intention had been to have his children take this one step further and slaughter one another until only one remained standing, Erasmi never did find out. In any case, the young man took the throne at the age of sixteen having seen off threats from his brothers and slaying the last of them before felling his own father in the name of a belated justice for the fratricide he had encouraged.

Since then Erasmi has attempted to encourage a different environment in Primfira for he was conscious of the effects his own past would have on his kingdom's reputation. Encouraging scholars and building a sense of culture around hardiness through deft patronage of poets and other such artists, Erasmi painted over the bloodbath which had brought him to the throne somewhat prematurely.

There were, of course, those who were not fond of his new approach and to them he reserved that ruthless edge which he had honed in his early years; seeing off all challenges to his authority and quietly removing those who openly questioned his rule. To his own family he shows affection, even if not openly or honestly, but memories of the relationship he had with his own siblings, and his father, hold him back and this can sometimes make the familial atmosphere cool.

Weapons
In times of war he carries a poleaxe as tall as himself but in his day to day living he simply adorns his belt with a longsword, although it looks like a shortsword in his hands, largely for appearance's sake.

Skills
Politicking - Erasmi is an arch manipulator, proficient in honing in on another's weakness and exploiting it ruthlessly to further his own goals.
Combat - Skilled in the art of the duel, as well as the less romantic and bloody business of war, Erasmi is not one to underestimate in combat.

Scar(s)
A long scar down the right side of his chest, from shoulder nearly to hip. The legacy of his own father's teachings in brutality.

Tattoo(s)
None.