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[b][color=f0d705]Henry Starag[/color]
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[color=f0d705] Male [/COLOR] | [color=f0d705] 23 [/COLOR] | [color=f0d705] Sound [/COLOR][/CENTER][CENTER][SUP]_______________________________________________[/SUP]
[color=f0d705][i]"You were prettier with your mouth closed."[/i][/color]
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[b][color=f0d705]Likes[/color][/b]
[list][*]Competent competition
[*]Useful gossip 
[*]Manipulating people 
[*]Coffee
[*]Chances for advancement (aka chances to show off)[/list]
[b][color=f0d705]Dislikes[/color][/b]
[list][*]Tattletails (why waste a perfectly good secret?)
[*]Bluntness (unless it's fun)
[*]Incompetent competition
[*]Alcohol - clouds the mind, very dangerous 
[*]People he can't read[/list]
[b][color=f0d705]Habits[/color][/b]
[list][*]Flexing his status just to fluster people
[*]Checking his reflection
[*]Messing with people/pushing their buttons
[*]Eavesdropping[/list]
[b][color=f0d705]Misc.[/color][/b]
[list][*]Two words: ego problem
[*]Henry has been training in mental magic with the realm's finest teachers for three years. 
[*]Opera singer 
[*]No martial training but his skill with magic makes up for it
[*]While he still has the Sinnenodel distaste for violence (because it's crude and messy and for peasants), Henry can't deny a morbid fascination with it.
[*]His focus is a small titanium [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/4c/66/e8/4c66e81964e17a5d9fb2da381baa541b.jpg]earring.[/url][/list]
[b][color=f0d705]Theme[/color][/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2U3IAfWKu70][i][indent]You're not such an easy target
One minute I know you then I don't[/indent][right]I know you then I don't[/right][/i][/url][/cell][cell]
[center][h3][i][color=f0d705]"Legacies are made to be surpassed."[/color][/i][/h3][/center]
[b][color=f0d705]Appearance[/color][/b]
[color=FFFFFF][indent]In many ways, Henry is the spitting image of his father; fair-skinned, blue-eyed, and sporting a head of thick, golden blond hair, always well looked-after. Standing a bit shorter than his father at around 5'9, his body strikes a fine balance between a lithe frame and practical musculature, just as Lady Sinnenodel prefers. Dressing in whatever style the Lady fancies that year, Henry is always sure to be put together to the letter of her command and keeps himself meticulously clean and cared for. Conventionally handsome, Henry usually sports an eerie, masklike expression utterly devoid of emotion, having long since learned to keep such silly mortal trappings to himself - or, better yet, expunge them completely. Despite this, his eyes have a chilling sharpness to them, always searching for traps, weaknesses, and opportunities. 
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[b][color=f0d705]Personality[/color][/b]
[indent]Henry was raised to be the ideal Sinnenodel mage, and he would like to think he’s very close to achieving it. Cold and ruthless, there are no lengths to which he won’t go—or levels he won’t stoop to—to accomplish his goals, be they simply following orders or tipping the scales of fate in his favour. It cannot be overstated that his interests begin and end with himself, and to that end, he is zealously ambitious—a passion that [i]currently[/i] manifests in the enthusiastic service of his Lady. Make no mistake, though; his loyalty does not stem from love, or gratitude, tradition, or any supposedly higher calling. No, Henry’s fierce loyalty stems squarely from his own desire to succeed, and there can be no success higher in this world than earning the favour of the Empress herself. 

Having learned from a young age that mortal emotions are nothing but an obstacle in his path, he’s learned to suppress them, smother them somewhere safe and out of the way to be dealt with later - or preferably, never. However, that isn’t to say that he doesn’t entertain the occasional human urge. Quite the contrary; Henry has come to see the game of words and daggers the Sinnenodels play as quite the pastime indeed, and finds great entertainment in all the myriad ways he can pull the strings of his social fabric. He likes to have fun; it just so happens that his idea of fun is invoking the misfortune of others. 

Above all, though, it bears repeating that Henry’s sole purpose is his own self interest. He will do, take, and endure absolutely anything to secure his own future, and Fate help anything—or anyone—that stands in his way.[/indent]
[b][color=f0d705]Bio[/color][/b]
[indent]No matter one’s status, it is impossible to completely escape the clutches of war; Henry Starag was no exception. Born in the year 507, Henry was a toddler when Lycans attacked his childhood home, forcing his father Aaron, his mother Eloise, and their cadre of allies to pull out every possible stop to defend themselves. If not for his father’s Lycan breakthrough and Max Alderman’s sheer magical might, Henry’s life would have been a short one. 

But the only thing that ended that night was Henry’s direct involvement in the war; on an agreement that it was best to keep him safe, three-year-old Henry was sent to none other than Sybil Sinnenodel’s household, where he’d be protected from any and every possible threat excepting the Empress herself. There, safely tucked away in the heart of Sinnenodel territory and far from the war, Henry grew to forget most of that night, and lived in relative normalcy. 

Instead, Henry grew up under the harsh and exacting tutelage of Sybil Sinnenodel and her household, and there was molded into the very finest example of what a Sinnenodel mage - and a Starag, for that matter - should be. But it wasn’t just the Empress’ [i]creative[/i] methods or the competence of the mages under her employ that were responsible for Henry’s success. On the contrary; even as a child, Henry proved the perfect receptacle for their teaching, driven to excel and eager to use any method, no matter how underhanded, to do so. By personality alone, there was nothing of his father in him. Where Aaron was kind, Henry was cunning; where Aaron was gentle, Henry was ruthless; where Aaron was duty-bound, Henry was motivated only by the prospect of his own achievement. Not that there was anyone around to recognize the difference - Aaron was long since a changed man by the time Henry was becoming his own person. 

Growing up largely apart from his parents, who were usually busy with the war, Henry enjoyed every luxury and endured every hardship a proper Sinnenodel mage was expected to, as if there was no war at all - more or less. From a young age he learned to keep his ‘human’ side carefully concealed, to tolerate Sybil’s frequent invasions into his psyche, and even to keep his very thoughts in check, lest he attract his Mistress’ ire. As he grew and learned more about his family, the Sinnenodels, and his place between the two, Henry came to recognize the gravity of the same lofty Starag lineage that inspired such zealous awe in his father. However, Henry wasn’t struck by admiration; rather, he was taken by the sheer scale of the achievements he’d have to someday outpace in order to finally step out from under their shadow. 

And his ancestors weren’t his only competition, either. Aside from his own father and the other handful of accomplished mages who joined him in the war, Henry had [i]Lena[/i]. Lena, the insufferable pile of perfect looks and feminine curves and infuriating talent. Lena, the ice mage he’d been engaged to marry since before either of them could walk, who had been his chief competitor for Sybil’s good graces throughout their entire shared upbringing. Lena, who matched Henry for every accomplishment without fail, who he hated and loved, who was probably the closest thing to an equal he had in the world’s entire population of mages. Lena, who he’d strangle if he could and whose company he resented so much and yearned for so dearly the second she was gone. 

Yeah, that bitch. 

Let it never be said that Henry Starag didn’t enjoy a good challenge, because if ever there was one, Lena was it. However, as of late, Henry has gotten an edge. New intel has come in on some potential to stir up Dawn Rising, the foremost band of terrorists currently acting the thorn in the Empress’ side, and it just so happens, it’s finally time for Henry to show his Lady what he’s capable of. True, he has very big shoes to fill, and very long shadows to overtake if he wants to truly make a name for himself beyond his father’s reputation. Fortunately, single-handedly toppling Dawn Rising from the inside should prove an excellent start. [/indent]
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