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- Fantasy is number one. Steampunk, sci-fi, alternate history, and everything else that isn't boringly realistic are also fine by me.
Name: Asmodeus I of House Nazar
Age: seven-and-fifty
Gender: male
Appearance: His hair was once famously bright orange, but has faded to a liver-y red streaked heavily with grey. His eyes are blue and watery, too weak for him to read without a glass any longer. He was once a tall and strong man, but is beginning to stoop as though the weight of the world is literally on his shoulders. His loud, booming laughter is rarely heard and when he does speak, his voice is hoarse. He looks almost a ghost wearing the skin of a man.
Race: definitely human.
Titles: King of Luria, Defender of the Realm, Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, Chosen of the Gods, and Lord of Castial
Family: His wife, the Queen ___ and their daughter, Princess Sonnomaya
History: His young life was spent training for the war, preparing to lead humanity against the demonic threat. Actually ruling the kingdom would be the job of his wife and advisers, while he drove back the demons and saved humanity from their dark intentions. At least, that was the theory. The war proved more costly than anyone could imagine, and because of it he married late, and was one-and-thirty before his daughter was born. Six years later, having been with her a few scant months, he suffered a near-mortal wound on the field, and decided that enough was enough. He worked out a treaty with the demons and returned home, hoping to expand his family, but the injury proved an end to that dream as well. He began to lavish attention on his lone daughter, intending that she become a strong, independent woman like her dear mother. Unable to deny her anything, he ceded to her wishes that she never be forced to marry- never imagining she would never wish to marry at all. Though it pained him to do so, he knows his daughter would never be allowed to sit the throne without a husband by her side, and he chose the man who he thought she would most like. Now that she has run away, he is sick with grief and anger, and being pressured from all sides to name an heir.
Personality: Asmodeus is a forceful and direct man, who never holds back in love or anger. Politics are not his area of specialty, though he tries to behave himself, and though he does not wish to go to war he does miss the simplicity of battle. He felt at home on the field, in the throne room he feels a stranger, a pretender wearing the crown though he doesn't belong on the throne. He is very proud of his daughter, though he wishes secretly she had been born a son. Now that she is missing, he is sick at heart and desperate to have her back, though very angry. He has already told his merchants and diplomats to be on the lookout for her, and has even penned a letter to King Caim, hoping to appeal to the man's love of his own child to enlist his aid in finding Sonnomaya.
Age: seven-and-fifty
Gender: male
Appearance: His hair was once famously bright orange, but has faded to a liver-y red streaked heavily with grey. His eyes are blue and watery, too weak for him to read without a glass any longer. He was once a tall and strong man, but is beginning to stoop as though the weight of the world is literally on his shoulders. His loud, booming laughter is rarely heard and when he does speak, his voice is hoarse. He looks almost a ghost wearing the skin of a man.
Race: definitely human.
Titles: King of Luria, Defender of the Realm, Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, Chosen of the Gods, and Lord of Castial
Family: His wife, the Queen ___ and their daughter, Princess Sonnomaya
History: His young life was spent training for the war, preparing to lead humanity against the demonic threat. Actually ruling the kingdom would be the job of his wife and advisers, while he drove back the demons and saved humanity from their dark intentions. At least, that was the theory. The war proved more costly than anyone could imagine, and because of it he married late, and was one-and-thirty before his daughter was born. Six years later, having been with her a few scant months, he suffered a near-mortal wound on the field, and decided that enough was enough. He worked out a treaty with the demons and returned home, hoping to expand his family, but the injury proved an end to that dream as well. He began to lavish attention on his lone daughter, intending that she become a strong, independent woman like her dear mother. Unable to deny her anything, he ceded to her wishes that she never be forced to marry- never imagining she would never wish to marry at all. Though it pained him to do so, he knows his daughter would never be allowed to sit the throne without a husband by her side, and he chose the man who he thought she would most like. Now that she has run away, he is sick with grief and anger, and being pressured from all sides to name an heir.
Personality: Asmodeus is a forceful and direct man, who never holds back in love or anger. Politics are not his area of specialty, though he tries to behave himself, and though he does not wish to go to war he does miss the simplicity of battle. He felt at home on the field, in the throne room he feels a stranger, a pretender wearing the crown though he doesn't belong on the throne. He is very proud of his daughter, though he wishes secretly she had been born a son. Now that she is missing, he is sick at heart and desperate to have her back, though very angry. He has already told his merchants and diplomats to be on the lookout for her, and has even penned a letter to King Caim, hoping to appeal to the man's love of his own child to enlist his aid in finding Sonnomaya.
