Prometheus
"The only ones that should kill are the ones that are prepared to be killed."
Prince Prometheus Artemis Lothlahr, Kingdom of Lothloryen
[ ♚ ] A G E
19
[ ♚ ] G E N D E R
Male
[ ♚ ] I D E N T I T Y
Zkreli
[ ♚ ] A P P E A R A N C E
Average height for a Zkreli young adult at 6'4" with a slimmer but well-built body type. Sharp features and fair skin as expected of a Zkreli, he could have been considered as quite handsome if not for his scars. Due to a traumatic attack as a child, his normally ash-blonde hair lost its colour and turned white, and his left eye, left arm and both legs are marked by major, but faded teeth and claw scars.
Along with his usual outfit as seen above, he is always wearing a pair of thin black gloves to cover his hands and wrists, unless in private or with trusted company. He also has a more relaxed outfit, a similar style but with less adornments
[ ♚ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
He has quite a serious but friendly personality, caring for his friends, family and servants, as well as the subjects of his kingdom. While conforming to his people's belief of the importance of strength and skill, he sees his role as part of one of the ruling houses to protect and guide the weak so that they can grow to be stronger.
He is also quite curious and inventive with the use of magic, often spending lengths of time researching and experimenting with magic as a utility, despite the negative view the Zkreli traditionally hold. His near-death experience has lead to him investigating it, as a means to never be caught without a weapon again.
He likes to be left alone or only stay within small groups of people as he feels uncomfortable around large groups of new people, but as a prince can hide his discomfort for long periods of time. If time drags on, however, he become agitated and irritable.
[ ♚ ] C H I L D H O O D
Most of his early life, he lived like someone might of expect of a prince, with wealth and power, but his roots as part of war-like people meant he was also trained extensively in the weapon of his choosing from the age of 6, choosing to to follow his uncle's example and train as a ranger alongside training as a commander among his men on the field.
As a prince, he was raised in and amongst his people, and cared about them as a clan chief would care about his tribe, seeing this as his duty stemming from the origins of the Zkreli people. He was, however, never largely involved with other people, spending most of his time with his family, servants or his small circle of friends amongst the children of the noble houses.
The most major event of his childhood happened around age 12. It was shortly after he had began to train with a sword and wishing to train on his own, he travelled alone to the rocky highlands near his keep despite the warnings from his servants. While training, he was attacked by a large Alpha Warg. Severely wounded, he narrowly escaped when the warg was attacked by a lesser species of land dragon intending to steal its prey. Prometheus spent over 15 days hiding in caves and travelling with the most basic first aid until he finally made it home and collapsed from the pain and exhaustion. He was forced to recover for 2 months after that, with his survival attributed to sheer willpower alone. This was also how he gained his scars and unique white hair
[ ♚ ] M O T I V E S
On paper, As expected of any heir to a kingdom, Prometheus was enrolled in The Conclave to be educated in the ways of ruling or assisting in the rule of his House. In actuality, he was aware of his parents' intentions to enroll Nikalai instead of him, slating her as chosen heir over him, but still voluntarily enrolled as a measure to keep her safe and looked after.
He also enrolled as to regain contact with his uncle, who was a large part of his training at a young age, right up until his appointment as Marshal.
[ ♚ ] C R E D E N T I A L S
Diplomacy: Not much of a politician, he doesn't partake much in Diplomatic functions and only has a basic knowledge of what it takes.
Faith: Finding religion as a waste of time, he dismisses any interest in the Gods completely.
Intrigue: Quiet but observant, he doesn't get involved in the affairs of other people unless it threatens him or those he cares about, to which end he will use what he learned to strike back at them.
Magic: Seeking to improve the lives of the people, he wants to learn how to manipulate and integrate magic into items for that purpose. He also realises the combat potential of the Arcane arts, especially when mixed with martial combat, although previously dismissed by his people's strength and skill based philosophy to fighting.
Martial: As a Lord of the Lothlahr House, his skills as a tactician and ranger are trained from a young age, with an aptitude for swordmanship appearing around the age of 12. As he has trained with it for a longer time, he prefers using a bow over a sword. He is almost unparalleled by his peers in speed and accuracy, even at longer ranges. His swordsmanship is less developed, however, and is on par with a slightly above average soldier, but is often beaten by those with more experience or higher aptitude.
Stewardship: Skilled with numbers, but never motivated to pursue stewardship.
[ ♚ ] C O M P A N I O N S
Ser Nathaniel Cordella - Knight/Guardian
Maria Leniz - Personal Maid
[ ♚ ] R E L A T I O N S
Younger Sister = Nikalai Sandsdri Lothlahr
Uncle = Alaric Lothlahr, Marshal of The Conclave and Instructor of Martial Studies
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