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Soryn Of Lightwood
"I daresay we all must be a little mad, lest we not have the courage to believe."
[Prince of Lightwood]
Appearance:
Age:
19
Race:
Fairy of Lightwood
Personality:
Soryn is typically light-hearted and relaxed, often downplaying the seriousness of situations. He prefers to explore the kingdom and meet people rather than perform his duties, only completing them at his mother's behest. Though his nature makes him appear immature, he steps up to the plate as crown prince, and is wiser beyond his years.
Bio:
Soryn was groomed to be a prince since he was young. He was taught history, manners, politics, and all sorts of seemingly trivial information. But most of all, he was taugh to hate the fairies of Darkwood. Day after day it was drilled into him the darkness they wrought upon the world. He, they said, was a being of light, and was obligated to despise them. And he did, for a time, until he started his escapades outside the castle. He spent time with all manner of creatures, fairy and monsters alike.
The more he explored, the less his prejudice held sway over him. Half the beasts in the land were misunderstood; it wasn't preposterous to assume his fairy neighbors were as well. Soon he felt no ill will towards the Darkwood, and instead wished for peace. Much to his mother's disdain, he even started treating Bowyn, his counterpart, as a younger brother rather than a rival prince.
Weapon(s):
-His sword, Belviik, was gifted to him at birth by a strange cloaked man.
[I don't even know why the bio's messed up ;/]
"I daresay we all must be a little mad, lest we not have the courage to believe."
[Prince of Lightwood]
Appearance:
Age:
19
Race:
Fairy of Lightwood
Personality:
Soryn is typically light-hearted and relaxed, often downplaying the seriousness of situations. He prefers to explore the kingdom and meet people rather than perform his duties, only completing them at his mother's behest. Though his nature makes him appear immature, he steps up to the plate as crown prince, and is wiser beyond his years.
Bio:
Soryn was groomed to be a prince since he was young. He was taught history, manners, politics, and all sorts of seemingly trivial information. But most of all, he was taugh to hate the fairies of Darkwood. Day after day it was drilled into him the darkness they wrought upon the world. He, they said, was a being of light, and was obligated to despise them. And he did, for a time, until he started his escapades outside the castle. He spent time with all manner of creatures, fairy and monsters alike.
The more he explored, the less his prejudice held sway over him. Half the beasts in the land were misunderstood; it wasn't preposterous to assume his fairy neighbors were as well. Soon he felt no ill will towards the Darkwood, and instead wished for peace. Much to his mother's disdain, he even started treating Bowyn, his counterpart, as a younger brother rather than a rival prince.
Weapon(s):
-His sword, Belviik, was gifted to him at birth by a strange cloaked man.
[I don't even know why the bio's messed up ;/]
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