[center][color=f26522][h1]Roman Ravenwood[/h1][/color]

[color=39b54a]Interactions[/color]: himself and some NPC's[/center]
 
[url=https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/044/950/386/large/michele-mantoani-vichingo-grosso-rosso.jpg?1641561077]Clothes for the day[/url] (No cape or weapons)

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[hider=Just a dream...]
A field of purple flowers and green grass out to the horizon, the same Purple Heart shaped flower petals drifting through the air on the bright spring day. The slow gentle breeze caring the scent of a recent down pour. Roman walked through the field alone the vegetation reached his waist, his hands drifting through the grass and flowers as he walked. Wearing the same outfit, he had to the ball everything seemed peaceful, each step carefree towards a lone small outcropping of stone.

He reached the stone rock and saw it covered in vines of flowering jasmine. The scent blooming off it and making him smile. A single raven landed on top of the stone looked at him with its black eyes and took a clutch of flowers in its beak before flying off. Roman watched as it flew off into the distance his eyes moving to the shadow of the stone where a women sat in a black and red dress reading a book.

“[color=9e0039]Roman[/color]” the girl beckoned him to come closer her eyes leaving the book to smile at the man. Deep scars running down her chin and into her blouse. 

“[color=9e0039]Come sit with me roman.[/color]” The girl called out. "[color=9e0039]Before its time to wake up.[/color]”

Roman moved up slowly to the girl but always seemed to be just a few steps away.

“[color=9e0039]Before its time to wake up.[/color]” She repeated with a smile.

The giant of a man felt like he was running toward her the flowers began to wither and blacken while the grass turned brown and dark clouds began swirling above them.

“[color=9e0039]What’s keeping you roman? Should I get the bucket?[/color]” the field began to grow increasingly brighter in an orange glow.

Then a wall of fire formed between them the women’s smile never faded as her dress caught fire. Soon she was nothing more than a black shadow in a sea of billowing flame and choking soot. “[color=9e0039]Am I not enough for you Lord Ravenwood?[/color]” a blackened hand reached through the wall turning to ash as he reached out for it being nearly overwhelmed by feelings of hopelessness his heart racing as everything went dark.

In the dark he felt a small hand take his, the size of a child’s, it was rough like his and he heard a small giggle. Opening his eyes to a frozen mountain winter wonderland, he was home for a moment. The small child squeezed his hand. Looking over he knelt down to see his sister, long dark hair pulled up into a ponytail and soot smeared across her face. Her small wiry frame was nearly opposite of his own bulk barley reaching his waist in height. 

A protrusion in her side made her frame seem unnatural, a trail of blood stained the snow she stood in. “[color=00aeef]Big brother! be good like you promised and I’ll see you at dinner.[/color]” 

Roman Ruffled up the small girl’s hair and smiled, “[color=f26522]Ok Iduna, You be good to your brothers too.[/color]” the feelings of helplessness washed away and changed to sadness and longing.

Iduna pouted and stuck her tongue out at him, “[color=00aeef]you couldn’t save me but maybe you can save the other children.[/color]” 

Roman watched as she skipped away into the snow she turned one more time, “[color=00aeef]Remember to wake up, I hope you don’t hit me for this.[/color]” 

Confusion spread across his face, [color=f26522]“hit you for wha-“[/color]
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The splash of cold water from the bucket pulled the man from his slumber very suddenly. He rolled and stood up quickly ready for a fight that never came instead the two young men he asked to help him out last night at the ball stood in front of him, one with a now empty small pail.

“[color=39b54a]Apologies my lord we tried to wake you a few times, but the Queen requests your presence at the main hall.[/color]” Both boys couldn’t look him in the eye and almost seemed to be afraid of what he might do because of his rude awakening.

He tried to remember the events of the night but was quickly reminded of his nocturnal activities by a sudden bout of light headedness and pain. Did drunk Roman screw him over and not drink any water before drinking? Honestly, he couldn’t remember anything past the carriage ride over and meeting someone named Kazoo.

“[color=f26522]you two are ok.[/color]” He spoke and looked around the room. It was a little messy well more than a little messy. He had stripped off his clothes after walking in and seemed to grab on to the sheets of the bed just to pass out on the floor. 

“[color=f26522]Please try to clean this up while im gone and later today at I think 1pm meet me at the black smith.[/color]“ Sauntering over to the mirror he dropped the blanket he was using to cover himself. Washing his face off he noticed the scratches and marks he had acquired the night before. “[color=f26522]Looks like I got in a fight with a racoon. They sure are vicious here.[/color]” The necklace he always wore seemed to glow teal for a moment after he woke before darkening again, something he noticed but didn’t give it much attention.

he through on some [url=https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/044/950/386/large/michele-mantoani-vichingo-grosso-rosso.jpg?1641561077]traditional clothes[/url], simple but still colorful to show off. Deciding to leave the cloak and bracers to pull his sleeves up and tie them above his elbows. The look put him somewhere between a low noble and commoner but that is what he preferred when not having to dress formal but still wanting to look good. His clothes also had several buttons and hand stitched intricate designs adorning his clothes.

Roman washed his face and drank some water feeling about as refreshed as he figured he would get without a full bath. Placing a few jasmine flowers in his pocket he nodded to the two young men with a smile, “[color=f26522]see you at 1, at some point ill let you two know what I expect of you.[/color]” With that he was off towards the main hall. Noticeably not staring at anything that was too bright.