King Skylar Callum Tempest

KING SKYLAR CALLUM TEMPEST

Elf

King of Amderarm

Amderarm

Age: 314

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Kyrie

KYRIE

"The Unreal"

King of Hazzari Fair

Servants

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Alternate Realities

can create an alternate reality around a single subject wherein everything the subject perceives will become null and void at the end

One cannot speak of them. one cannot know them. They are so above and the rest are so beneath. It is as though a mortal determines to touch God while in physical form. Not that Royals are gods or claim to be such, but thus is the awe they bestow and the grandeur of their power and influence. They are minor gods in their own right, for what else could they honestly be?

Kyrie. Such a little god is Kyrie. King of Hazzari Fair. The Unreal. The white beast from some other world that one cannot hope to reach. He exists as if in a dream, as if he is a dream. He is never really here or there or anywhere. He exists but does not live. He loves but never loves anyone. He hates and hates all who would destroy what he has built. He is innocent in everything yet innocent of nothing. He gives life and takes it away again. Such is the nature of Kyrie.

Kyrie is very unlike the common Royal. Where most have a distinguishable human-like appearance, Kyrie is only, if just barely, humanoid of form.

King Rhaegar Baratheon

King Rhaegar Baratheon

King of Elellialbre

Elellialbre

Destruction: 232

Restoration: 122

Conjuration: 22

Divination: 58

Alteration: 24

Gael Baratheon (brother)

The King of Elellialbre, Rhaegar Baratheon is an elf not to be trifled with. Ever. His people never expected much out of him and for good reason: his own father and grandfather had pretty nearly destroyed the city with their wastefulness and neglect. But Rhaegar knew better than to continue the viscous cycle. When his father died, Rhaegar was only eighteen, still rather young to take the throne, but he took to it well and soon established himself as perfectly worthy of such a task put before him: which was restoring the city to its former glory. He implemented new systems of enterprise and re-established how the factories were to be run. This and more brought the city out of its debt and cause a new flow of benefit for the city. Now after ten years, close to facing his thirtieth birthday, Rhaegar is well armed, financed, and dangerous. He may not be the strongest of Kings, but he is by far one of the wisest.

Rhaegar is rather tall for his twenty-eight years. He has fair skin, light colored, smooth, and devoid of flaws save a deep red scar down his right eye. He is broad shouldered, lean, and well toned. He takes pride in his physical strength if anything. He has narrowed eyes, a golden-bronze color as are the trademark of the Baratheon family, along with the inky black hair. He keeps his rather long, and it appears rather spiky. He seems older than he really is, mostly for the gray that has come into his hair: a result of stress no doubt. Some think it's natural, but they're wrong. Contrary to popular belief, it does not have anything to do with age. Elves don't really age after all. It's simple chemical imbalances and nothing more.