[hider=Lucian Camilia] [hider= ]header color: [color=#8a1902]#8a1902[/color] main text color: [color=#a2a2a2]#a2a2a2[/color] spoken text color: [color=Slategray]Slategray[/color] other color: [color=Slategray]Slategray[/color][/hider] [color=#a2a2a2][center] [sup][h1][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/0VQR8KXz/ca50276ee428008953c3a7f0e637ecd4.jpg[/img][/center][b][center] [color=#000000] ʟᴜᴄɪᴀɴ ᴄᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀ . 27 . ᴍᴀʟᴇ [/color] [color=#8a1902]ʟᴜᴄɪᴀɴ ᴄᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀ . 27 . ᴍᴀʟᴇ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup] [i][color=Slategray]My thoughts cannot move an inch without bumping into some piece of you.[/color][/i][/center] [sup][h1][b][center] [color=#000000] ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ [/color] [color=#8a1902]ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup] [b][color=Slategray]Height:[/color][/b] 6'0 [b][color=Slategray]Weight:[/color][/b] 173 lbs [b][color=Slategray]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Blue [b][color=Slategray]Hair Length/Texture:[/color][/b] Long, soft and thick [b][color=Slategray]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Auburn [b][color=Slategray]Skin Color:[/color][/b] Warm Beige [b][color=Slategray]Facial details(freckles, moles, etc):[/color][/b] Sparse sun spots and freckles from his time out in the sun. [b][color=Slategray]Distinguishing features:[/color][/b] A long scar running from his wrist down to the backside of his hand. A birthmark on his lower back, which he was told resembled a pinecone. [b][color=Slategray]Clothing Preferences:[/color][/b] Lucian doesn't mind dressing up for occasions, unlike many young princes, but he does prefer clothes that afford him more mobility and comfort. His usual attire inside is casual and practical. He likes to wear dark colors; greys, blacks, and maroons. When outside, he dons on furs from hunts. His favorite by far is the wolf pelt he caught himself as a young boy. Oddly enough, he can always, without fail, be seen wearing a red thread around his right wrist. [sup][h1][b][center] [color=#000000] ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ [/color] [color=#8a1902]ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup] [b][color=Slategray]Willingness toward friends(1-5):[/color][/b] 4 - Lucian can be quite guarded, and doesn't often open up to others. While he is friendly and kind, his smile doesn't always reach very far. He is not opposed to keeping up appearances but rarely does he completely trust anyone. This does not equate, however, to a lack of desire for companionship from others. Lucian very much wants more friends he can trust. [b][color=Slategray]Willingness toward romance(1-5):[/color][/b] 1 - Lucian has another in his heart. While she is no longer alive, he still struggles to this day with her absence. Romance is something he doesn't even consider as possible for him. What romance is left for him in this world without her? [b][color=Slategray]Likes:[/color][/b] ➸ Hunting ➸ Tea ➸ the Quiet ➸ Painting ➸ Literature [b][color=Slategray]Dislikes:[/color][/b] ➸ Fire ➸ Lectures ➸ Dishonesty ➸ Magic [b][color=Slategray]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual | Monogamous [b][color=Slategray]Hobbies:[/color][/b] ➸ Hunting ➸ Painting ➸ Reading [b][color=Slategray]Main Ambition:[/color][/b] Make the world a safer place by removing those monsters who would wish it harm. Lucian's wife was lost in an incredibly traumatic way, and as such, he has made it his life's mission to hunt down and remove any magic users from the world. He could never feel truly safe enough to take another wife and bear children without doing so. [b][color=Slategray]Personality Summary:[/color][/b] Lucian is a man who is fueled only by his desire to make the world a better place for his loved ones. His warmth of character is muddled by fear, despair, and longing. His actions reflect a man who wishes without end that he could undo the past, replay those moments, and save the woman he loved. Where Lucian would have been a fun-loving Crown Prince, now stands a highly guarded young man who never fully trusts, constantly checking his back for anyone suspicious. In earnest, Lucian is a kind man. When he opens up, he is jovial and caring, deeply observant and selfless. He would sooner give you the shirt from his back if it meant he could keep you safe. He is usually the first to jump into action if a woman, child, or elder is in danger. He has a strong sense of justice and tends to try and protect those he sees as weaker than himself. He is the epitome of the naive, idealistic Prince. [sup][h1][b][center] [color=#000000] ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ [/color] [color=#8a1902]ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup] [center][sup]Two things died that day, [b]you[/b] and the chance to ever feel whole again.[/sup][/center] [b][color=Slategray]What Kingdom are you from, and what town were you born in?:[/color][/b] Varian Kingdom, City of Breoven [b][color=Slategray]Current occupation:[/color][/b] Prince of the Varian Kingdom [b][color=Slategray]Any past occupations?:[/color][/b] N/A [b][color=Slategray]Relatives:[/color][/b] ➸ Queen Rosa ➸ King Alixandre ➸ Princess Marina Camilia ➸ Prince Askel Camilia ➸ Princess Sylvia Camilia [b][color=Slategray]Other Connections:[/color][/b] Sophia Thrane (deceased) - [color=slategray]"My late wife..."[/color] Ambrose Thrane - [color=slategray]"Brother to my late wife and the man I have disappointed the most. A good man."[/color] Mina Blackwood - [color=slategray]"A childhood friend who became like a sister. She, like my other siblings, is someone I must protect with everything I have."[/color] Kilian Hale - [color=slategray]"An efficient man, one whom I look up to. He is my mentor."[/color] Torvi Jorviksdottir - [color=slategray]"An intriguing woman."[/color] [b][color=Slategray]Skills:[/color][/b] ➸ Hunting ➸ Horsemanship ➸ Writing ➸ Painting ➸ Fencing [b][color=Slategray]History Summary:[/color][/b] [hider=...long, sorry. tl;dr below!] Young Lucian was a curious, playful young boy who loved to get into mischief, much like his other siblings. As one might expect, this mischief brought great stress to his mother, Rosa Camilia. With the kind of woman Rosa was, Lucian would often get lectured for his lack of self-preservation and thought. The young boy would leap before thinking, step before looking, and race his way into dangerous situations. It was enough to convince his mother she'd grow grey hairs before her 30s. His father, on the other hand, loved encouraging his son's sense of adventure. It was Alixandre who helped to foster Lucian's interest in reading. He loved the stories of adventure and daring, saving princesses from towers and exploring strange worlds. Often, he could be seen outside with his brother and sisters, roping them into his play. [color=slategray]"I'm going to be the prince! And you, Sylvia will be the dragon."[/color] He'd call confidently as Sylvia smirked. She'd look over at Marnie with a glint in her eyes, obviously about to get up to mischief with her sister who would likely be playing the princess in this play. Askel, meanwhile, was more than happy to be the knight of the prince. As Lucian grew into a man, he found himself well-read and well-rounded. He was trained in fencing and horse riding by his father while his mother encouraged painting as a hobby. She'd wanted to give him something that would allow him to express himself in a healthy way. Perhaps she also hoped it would help keep him soft and kind. He was also trained by his knight protector, Ambrose Thrane, who helped to temper some of Lucian's wilder tendencies. When Lucian was 20, he asked his father's permission to marry his childhood friend, Sophia Thrane. She was not of high nobility and he knew the odds of receiving a yes were nigh impossible. His father, the kind man that he was, told him to wait. He'd have to discuss it with his mother. After many days, his mother finally came to him in his study. She had a stern look on his face, so he wasn't in high hopes. [color=slategray]"Mother, before you begin, you must know-"[/color] A simple wave of her hand silenced him. She had discussed it at length with his father and she knew the lengths her son would go to for love. She had no desire to lose any of her children, though she asked that Lucian strongly reconsider. He told her he had no plans to reconsider, his tone stern and without room for compromise. In response, Rosa asked that Lucian prove his love. She told him to wait for 2 months while she prepared a large banquet. Rosa invited as many women with the same build, hair color, and eye color as Lucian's first love as she could. She gave them all masks and asked them to remain as silent as they could through the night. Lucian's task was to find his true love among the rabble. If he could do that, his mother would approve. While she did that, Lucian went to work on next convincing her brother, Ambrose. While her brother had been hesitant, first using Lucian's title to dissuade him. But when he learned that Lucian had already begun to convince his parents, Ambrose reluctantly agreed on the condition that Lucian protect her with his life. Lucian agreed and the two swore on it. Lucian found Sophia within 10 minutes of the party starting. He took Sophia to his mother, tears streaming down Sophia's face. Rosa smiled warmly and took both Lucian and Sophia's hand in hers. [color=gray]"Good man."[/color] was all she spoke. They were married 6 months later. --- Several years later, near Sophia's 23rd birthday, Lucian was making preparations, along with his mother, to hold a banquet for her birthday. They'd found out several months ago that Sophia was expecting. After a few years of trying, the two nearly broke down into tears when the doctor confirmed it for them. That morning had been oddly cold, so he was heading out to check on her, a coat for her in his arms. His wife had an intense love for gardening and spend most of her time outside in the gardens. The rose bushes she'd planted a year or so prior had been her pride and joy. Something kept nagging at the back of Lucian's neck, like someone was watching him. It was a growing, nagging feeling in the gut of his stomach. It grew more intense with each passing moment as he wandered through the garden, calling for his wife. [color=cornsilk]"Are you looking for me, Lucie?"[/color] The tension that had wound him up seemed to expel all at once upon hearing her voice from the distance. He raced over, smiling as he spotted her. She had a look of confusion on her face. [color=cornsilk]"What's wrong, my love?"[/color] She continued. Suddenly, a black figure appeared behind Sophia and all of the tension Lucian had been feeling came rushing back like a vice grip. His breath caught in his throat. Sophi- He'd barely squawked out her name before it happened. It was like the world slowed down. His feet felt heavy like he couldn't move them, all he could do was watch in abject horror as he watched his beloved wife as she was ripped apart. He watched as her bones snapped, her skin sliced open, as something unseen dragged her now mangled body through the air. He reached, both hands swiping as if in slow motion. They made purchase with nothing as he stumbled forward. Sophia!! He screamed, stumbling and falling as he tried to race after her. To say the world went dark would have been an understatement. Lucian had lost his entire world that morning. Each morning after, he would wake and turn, expecting to see his wife, expecting her to smile at him and ask if he'd had a nightmare. But each morning, his bed was cold and empty. A few months after the attack, he ordered his servants to change his bed for something smaller. The king-sized bed they slept in felt like a frigid ocean. His parents didn't know what to do or how to comfort him. His mother was incensed, but had no recourse to calm her own anger. Anything she thought of doing felt like a lost cause. They had no leads. Ambrose refused to even acknowledge the young prince's existence. His siblings floundered as they tried to find ways to help him. There was even one night when Marnie came to see him and he yelled at her to leave. Lucian shut himself in his room most days, ordered drinks and medicine from the servants and doctors. Sleepless nights became commonplace for him, to the point of insomnia. He took whatever pills they were willing to give him that might help him sleep. He drank until it all went numb. There were times he could be seen roaming the halls, a drunken mess of a man as he called out for Sophia. It wasn't until one night, when Lucian had finally fallen into a somewhat restful sleep, that he finally woke up. He dreamt of Sophia. She stood, just at the edge of his bed, positively glowing in angelic light. Her eyes were filled with a sorrow that Lucian knew all too well. After that dream, Lucian woke as if a renewed man. He was dressing each morning and ate, though still not very much. He trained with his sword and eventually sought out the help of the Vanguard. Not only would they help him defend his kingdom, but they would also help him defend his kingdom from magic-users. He works now as Killian Hale's apprentice, tracking, hunting, and killing magic-users. When his parents send him to Caesonia to find a wife, they can't believe it when he actually agrees. Little do they know... [hider=Sophia] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/8a/5c/af/8a5cafaa51a7d628b750d56274c632e8.jpg[/img] [/hider] [/hider] An adventurous crown prince convinces his parents to let him marry a low-born girl. The year they finally find out she is with child, her life is violently ripped away by a magic-user who remains unknown. Lucian is a broken man, but after a dream of his beloved wife, he finds renewed determination to make this world a better place for those who come after. [s]ifykyk[/s] [sup][h1][b][center] [color=#000000] Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴɴᴀɪʀᴇ [/color] [color=#8a1902]Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴɴᴀɪʀᴇ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup] [hider= ][u][b][color=Slategray]History[/color][/b][/u] [b]Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I grew up privileged. It is not lost on me the opportunities my station and family have afforded me and I do make efforts to make sure those opportunities are not wasted."[/color] [b]When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?: [/b][color=Slategray]"The library usually. It was a place to escape to, a sanctuary where the stories could take me away. Though, as a child, the only thing that upset me were Mother's lectures. Not even Sylvia's more daring pranks..."[/color] [b]What were you like in your teenage years?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I think I'd say I was a wild child, much like some of my siblings. I was naive and stupid, but my parents believed in me and my choices. I think it's thanks to them allowing me to learn on my own that I have become the man I am today, for however much that is worth."[/color] [b]How close are you to your parents?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Extremely close. They are my guideposts and the two people in this world I look up to the most. However, I have drifted from them in recent years, largely due to their inaction to save our people from those monsters."[/color] [b]Do you have any trauma that haunts you?: [/b][color=Slategray]"If my nightmares have anything to say about it, yes. I hope you'll respect my disinterest in telling it like a story."[/color] [b]What advice would you give your younger self?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Join the Vanguard. Be vigilant so that nothing and no one can be taken from you."[/color] [b]Were you an obedient child or defiant?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Oh, absolutely defiant. I regularly skipped lectures, I muddied my nice shoes outside, I released all of the horses in a wild attempt to free them. My younger years saw an adventurous young boy who never wanted to sit still."[/color] [b]What is your biggest regret?: [/b][color=Slategray]"..."[/color] [u][b][color=Slategray]Romance[/color][/b][/u] [b]Have you ever been in love?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Yes."[/color] [b]What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.: [/b][color=Slategray]"Strength of Character. My partner in life will be queen, she needs to be someone with a level head and a strong sense of moral direction. She needs to be someone who puts the kingdom first. She needs to be the kind of person that when faced with her darkest fears, would still jump into action despite them. She would need to be clever and quick witted. I don't need a wife who puts herself in harms way, I will take on that role for her."[/color] [b]How do you display affection? What is your love language?: [/b][color=Slategray]"..."[/color] [b]Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I have. We were both very young, not much older than 16, if memory serves. I had snuck away to see her and play games with her. Unlike my siblings, she never complained about how tired all the running made her. She could always match my pace. While playing together, she had lost her grip on the tree we had been climbing. Without thinking, I jumped down to the ground in an attempt to catch her. And when I did, it was more like I became her crash pad. Her fall had broken my arm, which hurt like nothing else. At first, I hadn't noticed anything, but she let out a loud scream when she saw my bone poking through my wrist. In an attempt to calm her down, that was when I reached up with my good arm to pull her down for a kiss. Which did promptly shut her up... Though, it didn't stop her tears. Ever since then, I've had a scar on my wrist and I keep the red thread there to remind me of her and the lengths I would go to protect her so that I would never forget it."[/color] [b]Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I do. Though if you had told me that the scraggly little girl I'd met in my youth would become the love of my life, I'd have called you a big fat liar. I have to think though, that when I saw her on our wedding day, I fell for her all over again."[/color] [b]What does marriage mean to you?:[/b][color=Slategray]"It used to mean love. These days, I see it more like a job to be done. A task to be checked off."[/color] [b]Are you currently crushing on anyone?: [/b][color=Slategray]"No."[/color] [b]Do you ever consider having children in the future?: [/b][color=Slategray]"By course of being a future King who needs heirs, yes."[/color] [u][b][color=Slategray]Personality[/color][/b][/u] [b]Describe your ideal Sunday morning: [/b][color=Slategray]"Quiet, warm, with a good book and a steaming glass of tea. My mother at my side, telling me the latest gossip as I turn from my book to listen, enchanted by her storytelling prowess. Marnie enters to ask me if I'd like to go for a ride later that evening. Sophia enters behind her, smiling radiantly and reminding me to dress warmly just as I'm about to say yes to her."[/color] [b]What kind of person do you aspire to be?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I aspire to be the kind of King it's people can be proud of. Someone who bears the weight such that his people can live freely. A King who protects the weak and defeats evil."[/color] [b]What bad habits do you have?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Drinking, reading books into the morning, skipping meals."[/color] [b]If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?:[/b][color=Slategray]"I would save her."[/color] [b]What is your greatest fear?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Things that cannot be seen."[/color] [b]What are your pet peeves?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Chewing with an open mouth, being interrupted or spoken over, people who walk too slowly"[/color] [b]When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?: [/b][color=Slategray]"I prefer to be with friends or loved ones. Though, if the only option is strangers, I'd rather be alone."[/color] [b]Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?: [/b][color=Slategray]"Fists. Actions have always spoken louder than words."[/color][/hider] [hr] [/color] [hider=Posting Template] [sup][h1][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/bgXwm4CG/Picsart-25-11-29-11-57-03-374.jpg[/img][/center][b][center] [color=#000000] ʟ ᴜ ᴄ ɪ ᴀ ɴ ᴄ ᴀ ᴍ ɪ ʟ ɪ ᴀ [/color] [color=#8a1902]ʟ ᴜ ᴄ ɪ ᴀ ɴ ᴄ ᴀ ᴍ ɪ ʟ ɪ ᴀ [/color][/center] [/b][/h1][/sup][COLOR=#a2a2a2] [b][color=Slategray]Time[/color][/b]: [b][color=Slategray]Location[/color][/b]: [b][color=Slategray]Attire[/color][/b]: [b][color=Slategray]Interactions[/color][/b]: [center][SUP][sub]___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/center] Post here. [/color] [/hider] [hider=pinterest inspo board] [url]https://pin.it/5OsYR8qpU[/url] [/hider] [Hider= a note on romance with Lucian] Lucian will continue to pine for his lost love. Whichever woman that wishes to court him will have to contend for the ghost of his lost love. I, his writer, however am a complete sap for romance. When Lucian falls, he will fall hard and it will eat him alive out of guilt for his first wife. After all, who could ever have two soulmates? But, by god, will he love her. I am such a goblin for plots where there is a damsel in distress and the romantic partner who loses their goddamn mind trying to save them. I'm talking unraveling at the seams to save her, positively coming undone at the idea of losing another love. Give me things like that and I'll be a happy Rosie. [/hider][/hider]