bloodied sin

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OOC. ; 21+ They/Them. Timezone: CST.

001 . I am 21+ years old and thus I wish to interact only with other adults alike.002 .  I am not my character and my character is not me. If anything makes me uncomfortable I am free to ignore you.003 .  Please be mature about IC not being OOC. Absolutely do NOT overlap the two. I can't believe I have to write this down as a rule.

004 . I am open to all kinds of RP except ERP. You are able to flirt with my character but it will not go beyond that.005 . I do not want to engage with anything like racism, xenophobia, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, etc. IC and OOC. Good Vibes Only.006 . If you wish to contact me outside of the game please tell me directly.

OOC . Hi! You can address me as my character's name I don't really care. I'm an alt addict who has been roleplaying for over 10 years now lol.I've always prefered long-winded paragraph rp but I can just mirror whatever style you prefer!I don't mind doing it over discord but I don't usually accept invitations unless we've agreed to previously.

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Vortigern.

NAME . Lord Vortigern of Baron.AGE . 33 (originally.) 10,000+ in the Source.GENDER . Male.HEIGHT . Fairly tall (around 190cm.)ORIENTATION . A waste of your time to try and find out.RACE . Viera/Elezen (You can barely notice the last one.)OCCUPATION . Lord Commander of the Elite Ground Force of the Red Wings of Troia.HOBBIES . Chess, camping, violin.WEAPON . A claymore that has a memoria crystal imbued in it's body, it glows in a rich blue hue.

ABOUT . The second-born prince in the royal line, and infamous for his existence as a bastard child. Raised by the royal house of Troia under pretense of adoption to benefit the narrative of the regent. Although he was never treated like a true prince, he was raised by the Marquess of Baron with the hopes of attaining a position in the kingdom's militia.A soured upbringing. He was treated poorly for being the king's bastard, often threatened with orphanage by the higher-ups and bullied by other knight trainees. At home he was trained to be perfect in every way he could, to maintain his composure at all times, to know everything that a proper lord must and more. He turned tired, angry, and cynical since young.He quickly grew in the ranks as a prodigy fighter, able to withstand much for so little. He sought the respect he was owed and fought like hell to gain it. He was greedy, even if he never let anyone know his desires. He kept that facade like a wall of solid iron between him and others.Before the flood of darkness, he had struck a deal with a robed man. As he reached higher up the ladder, there was only one thing he wanted more than anything: to see the fall of Troia. He made sure that everything would work accordingly, manipulating his fellow men to abuse the power of Memoria for 'their cause,' while seeing how much would the poisoned well of darkness would last. Killing those who would inconvenience him, or who would get corrupted due to memoria, making sure the soil was stained with their lives, so that the darkness grew stronger in the land. He became increasingly violent.Before the robed man managed to get back to him to use him as a puppet, with a hammer in hand he made sure the regent was no longer alive.

APPEARANCE . A tall man with light gray skin, long pitch black hair usually tied up, and sharp amber eyes. He has long fluffy ears, leporine paws (usually covered), and a small cotton tail behind him. He prefers armor and ornate clothes.AETHER . Umbral-aspected. Through aether-vision, it may look like the aether itself is enraged, whirling around him violently.PERSONALITY . Cut-throat, annoyed, serious. Usually looks angry and unapproachableFAMILIAR . A raven trained to spy on enemies and fetch items.VOICE . JP Voice, ENG Voice, Singing: Masuda Toshiki/Howard Wang. He has a trained way of speaking without emotion, speaking monotone at times. He has a bitter way of expressing himself and is usually avoiding conversation.
It's a sharp contrast to when he sings for himself.

Hooks.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . H O O KS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Amnesiac. He has no memories at all. Everything about who he was or what he was. Even if you try to pry, it seems that it all just vanished. He often forgets things that recently happened, too.Hungry. An endless appetite that this one bears, you can help it by giving him food. His preferred items are fresh greens like fruits, carrots, lettuce, and even flowers. However, you need to prepare yourself to keep the demand up as his stomach is near bottomless.Confused. He is not one to know what rules are, or what he must follow that is usually seen as common sense. He often needs it to be remarked and will repeat it to himself so he can remember it. He feels a little guilt over it.Curious. He is quite easy to convince to do anything, truly. Especially if something picks at his curiosity, someone promises to teach him something, or he feels indebted to the person.Butcher. If you are somehow connected to the thirteenth, there's something... wrong you may sense about him. His aether is similar to that one of disgraced killer that was once feared all throughout Troia.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . O T H E R.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Bitter. You may notice that his usual mug is not one of joy. There is little that can truly bring him happiness.Quiet. It can be easy to discern that he is a powerful fighter, yet he dislikes boasting about it. He prefers taking a wallflower role in any social interaction.Alone. He often prefers to be alone, and disagrees with company. Often finding them more annoying than welcome.

You've been visited by the cabbage nui of good luck. Blessings and fresh produce will be brought to you.

Your rage, your misery, your love and despair is all taken from you. What can you do? What is there left of you?