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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER |  Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS |  3 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 12, 2015 12:29:20 GMT -5 ♔
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* unfinished thread that has been archived THREAD -- tagged description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. RELATIONSHIP RAZIEL DELAIR -- his love interest description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. RAYNE HERMES -- his king description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. TIERNEY MONROE -- his fellow clansman & friend description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. RATSAMI APICHAI -- his "younger brother" figure description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. description of thread here. note important stuff here such as character development, relationship development, any life changing factors, magic/rank upgrades, etc... keep it brief, no longer than a paragraph. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
GEMS | |
♔ Posted on Jan 11, 2015 17:33:17 GMT -5 ♔
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pfft. i feel like eira might try to kill himself due to having to interact with raz. eira doesn’t like ppl on a good day, and with raz’s energy and personality, he’d be like “god. have mercy on my poor soul.” like… “i can’t deal with this idiot.” he feels bad enough having to deal with starling. HE DOESN’T WANT ANOTHER NUISANCE IN HIS LIFE. i do kind of enjoy the idea of cop versus criminal tho. it’d be an interesting dynamic to build off of… so idk… could they survive each other without killing each other or themselves??? hahaha. yes, they’re the first OTP. they have a better chance of success than eira & rayne, who are prob doomed… but idk. pfft. you’re so sweet, raz. val loves you even if he refuses to speak about his feelings due to his fear of becoming too attached to people. i think he’s still stuck in the mind frame of the child that’s not allowed to interact with people. please… just bug val until he responds because he does need people in his life, and despite your insanity, you’re perfect for him, raziel. and yesss, val will work tirelessly to make sure that raz’s in his best health… and will be devastated when raz eventually dies. okay. like… major depressed val.
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
GEMS | |
♔ Posted on Jan 11, 2015 15:33:58 GMT -5 ♔
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 sky blue hued eyes disappeared behind pale lids as valère forced himself to continue breathing. terror weighed heavily upon his petite figure as he anticipated the moment of his own breakdown, for each passing second heralded the arrival of buried memories—incidents from a past that he refused to acknowledge when prowling through the murky darkness of the shadows. outside of the protected environment of the cities, one could not afford to be lost within their own thoughts as that painted a target sign upon their back. one wrong movement spelled their early demise due to the lurkers that lived outside of the imposing structure that residents of the raduga kingdom deemed as their silent protector.
due to their fallacious peace, the people of raduga tended to forget about the lurkers that awaited their opportunity to pounce upon their prey. they believed that they resided in a world without pain or fear until news of a lurker attack reached their doors, and in those moments, they merely retreated inside, pretending to be oblivious to the world and portraying themselves as naïve, uncultured fools. with a deep intake of oxygen, valère forced himself to reawaken to the present, dragging his attention from his own raising fear and focusing upon the youth that dared to shatter the silence of the area. a tension hovered over the space due to the proximity of the lurkers. the gates acted as the doorway between the oppressive naïveté of the raduga kingdom and the unpredictable shadows.
pale lips quirked into a barely noticeable smile as the other’s voice washed over him. he noted the fragile frame of the youth and wondered how the young noble managed to evade being captured by the ruffians that waited in the shadows. perhaps chrysós lacked the presence of dissenters, for from the younger male’s tone, he had traversed a sizeable portion of the city. pale eyebrows furrowed as white teeth pressed harshly against his lower lip. his desires warred against each other in his heart. he wanted to hurry and flee from the city—which was the embodiment of his nightmares; however, the blonde could not bear to abandon ratsami, who dared to seek the aid that he required while stranded in an unfamiliar locale.
with a resigned sigh, valère surrendered himself to his fate. please, he began in a soft murmur, words tumbling from his lips as he lowered his guard. i don’t mind assisting you, but i’d prefer… less formality. his feet shuffled awkwardly against the cobbled ground as he shifted his weight, nervously clutching at his cloak as he lowered his gaze—unable to meet the sightless eyes of his companion. but… i’d appreciate a name as it’s a bit of a walk to the residential area. pale hands fluttered uselessly into the air, fingers twitching frantically as his nerves presented themselves in unconscious movements. uhm… i’m zaffre. he paused self-consciously while lowering his hands. and you are? RATSAMI APICHAI i hope that actually gave you something to work off of. i think i just rambled for a majority of it. mi dispiace.
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 10, 2015 20:14:49 GMT -5 ♔
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 valère debated whether to proceed with his foolish plan or to retreat without visiting his fellow clansman. over the centuries, the blonde discovered a loyal friend in the purple haired clansman that watched their king from the shadows, and despite his own misgivings, he respected tierney for his dedication to rayne. he admitted his own failure as he constantly failed to execute his beloved king’s final order; however, he lacked the self-confidence to reveal himself to the inheritor of the silver clan’s mantle. apprehension clouded his mind as he hovered near the entrance of his comrade’s stable. stepping into the spotlight meant dissolving a decade long silence. he hesitated to reach out and accept tierney’s proffered hand of friendship as he feared the consequences, for despite his seemingly endless existence, he still felt like the child trapped in a dark, dank room—locked away from the rest of the world and forced into submission by his family members.
with a deep breath, he squared his shoulders, ordering his heart to cease with the rapid palpitations and begging his mind to stop lingering on his past. he could not rewrite history, and he promised himself that he would face the demons of his childhood with a level head. the silver clansman could not allow his nightmares to continue ruling his life; however, valère continuously lost the battle between his resolve and his fear. terror caused him to lose sight of his goal, leaving him descending through an all consuming darkness that surrounded him and pulled him into an endless pit of despair. humorless chuckles escaped him as he watched a mother and her son approach the entrance to the archery school. due to his careful prodding, the blonde managed to discover that tierney established himself as a master archer and horse rider extraordinaire. the discovery did not shock the fair haired medic, who expected the purple haired male to assume a flashy role within society.
strands of golden colored hair fluttered into his eyes as he lifted a quivering hand toward the hood of his cloak. slender fingers grasped at the soft fabric and shoved it aside, allowing the sun to grace his features for the first time in several hours. with his fingers trembling in obvious apprehension, he lowered his arm, curling the pale extremities to grasp at the sleeve of his shirt. boot clad feet started moving forward in a jerky movement that resembled a robot—one moving hesitantly due to faulty programming. valère felt exposed without the comfort of his hood or long bow, for when he decided to visit tierney, he decided to pretend to be an uneducated student that wanted to learn the art of warfare with a bow. before setting off toward the school, it had been a reasonably sound plan.
doubt crept into his mind as he entered the building, slipping behind the gathered crowd of students and waiting patiently for tierney to appear. he half hoped that the other would refuse to grace them with his presence; however, due to the nearly overwhelming noise of murmuring voices and the anxious shouting of teenaged students, the blonde doubted that the other silver clansman would remain in hiding for much longer. with another deep breath, valère forced himself to adopt a calm façade as his anxiety mounted, heightening with each second that tierney failed to appear. it would be a long day. TIERNEY MONROE and it's just the start. let the student experiment commence.
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 10, 2015 19:48:54 GMT -5 ♔
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sapphire hued eyes studied his surroundings with unease gracing his features. tension riddled his frame as he hovered in the shadows of the expansive, imposing slab of stone that the raduga kingdom heralded as their savior; however, valère viewed the inanimate structure as his prison. apprehension caused his heart to pound erratically in his chest. he felt like the organ might burst from his chest at any moment, for he swore that the rapid palpations caused it to collide with his bones that created his fragile frame. for him, stepping into the city of chrysós signed his death warrant. no one sought to murder him during his restless hours of unconsciousness, and no one wanted to discover his whereabouts for potentially beneficial information. however, the city appeared to him as a grim reaper, waiting menacingly before him as a sentinel of his demise.
when the blonde discovered his nearly depleted supply of empty vials and of preserved food, he nearly dissolved into a panic attack, for he loathed the idea of subjecting himself to the stifling atmosphere of the kingdom. yes, the walled cities terrified him. valère could not comprehend the gracious attitude that inhabitants of the sheltered kingdom awarded the towering walls. they acted as restraints in his mind, locking him into a monotonous and meaningless existence within the cramped and bustling cities, and he lacked the fortitude to subject himself to that life. the silver clansman preferred to subject himself to the unpredictability of the shadows, realizing that his survival hinged upon his own abilities and believing that the wilderness offered him the freedom that he craved.
however, due to the necessity of maintaining his stock, the fair haired male resigned himself to his fate, so over the course of the day, he traversed the distance between himself and the capital of the raduga empire. zöld offered a diverse selection of merchandise; however, his destination—chrysós—boasted of a business that catered to his needs at a lower cost. his refusal to deal with the walled cities meant that he was constantly saving and scrambling for gems, and when he found himself in possession of the local currency, valère forced himself to enter the walled cities, restocking his supplies without paying attention to whether he needed the items or not. it was an endless process that he grew weary of within the first decade of his existence after his king’s death. he led a wearisome existence.
an intake of air allowed him to ground himself in reality, and he forced his feet to move, lifting the dead weight with unprecedented resolve. he could easily slip in and out of the city before the guards denied him the opportunity to return to the shadows; he merely needed to hurry. with a shuffling gait, valère stepped over the threshold and found himself observing the few stragglers that continued to meander in the area near the celestial gate. they reminded him of busy bees, who moved with purpose toward their chosen destination. a sigh caused his shoulders to shift minutely as he continued forward, leery of arousing suspicion from the guards stationed next to the gate.
his forward momentum, however, halted by the soft sound of someone calling out to him. sky blue tinted eyes shifted away from the beaten path to study his newfound companion. his hood cast shadows over his features, but as he continued to watch the youth, he realized that the protection was unnecessary as the child’s eyes never settled directly upon him. hello, valère greeted in reply, voice resounding in a soft, soothing lilt. paranoia stopped him from lowering his guard as he pivoted to face the youth. can i be of assistance? the inquiry escaped him without his notice though he did wish to assist the fair haired youth that dared to capture his attention. it went against his nature to ignore the obviously troubled individual.
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
GEMS | |
♔ Posted on Dec 20, 2014 8:20:30 GMT -5 ♔
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| 2/2 | HISTORY INVENTORY SKILLS |
THE FALLACIOUS SAINT NEUTRAL GOOD ● CLANSMAN ● SILVER CLAN  falling snow characterized his memories of his childhood. he remembered being forced into a small, dank room and forced to spend hour after hour without companionship; however, his father seemed to believe that solitary confinement would permanently alter his heir’s attitude toward violence and warfare. everyone wanted him to be the idealized heir. they could not accept him as the pacifist that he was, so under his father’s orders, they bullied and berated him until he showed signs of morphing into the proper heir. few bothered to feel remorse over their actions, foolishly believing that valère desired to become the next lord of the d’arras family. his ideals were tossed aside like mere trash, forgotten or disparaged by the masses. val did not have a voice, being a mere tool for his father’s and grandfather’s benefit.
and during his childhood, he believed that he was a simple tool—someone being molded into the ideal man. his lessons taught him the art of war and diplomacy, yet they neglected healing and herbs. no one expected him to become a world renowned healer though they wanted the d’arras family to be recognized throughout raduga. val submitted to his father’s authority until his cousin appeared, shattering his illusions and dragging him out of his personal hell. he never returned to the cramped room that had been designated as his prison. valère did not witness the brutality that stole his siblings away from him, and he merely heard rumors of his father’s demise. over the course of his seemingly endless existence, he would never return to the dungeon known as the d’arras household. his escape clipped the chains from around his limbs and allowed him to spread his wings, flying far away from the cruelty of his father and his responsibilities as the d’arras heir.
his flight led to his collision with the silver king, who respected his vast knowledge of herbs and interest in healing. his induction into the silver clan felt like a second chance to the broken male, and he reveled in the opportunity to prove himself without hiding behind a mask. he strived to be the perfect clansman, trying and often failing to be useful to his beloved king. arthur never begrudged him for his failure and helped rebuild his self-confidence. valère discovered the beauty of hope due to his king’s guidance and foolishly believed that the blissful peace would remain. and with the passage of time, he recognized his naïvety and would spend hours dreaming of methods to create a different outcome, a different future.
with the death of arthur lucienta, his world shattered, falling apart from the seams and leaving him with no direction. he merely wandered mindlessly through the wilds and slowly adapted to the changes that the world experienced. the blonde obtained knowledge regarding lurkers through first hand encounters while continuing to serve the poor and destitute as a masked healer, slinking in and out of history as he desired, and with the beginning of the new decade, val felt compelled to try searching for his king. in the beginning, he wasted years constantly looking for the beloved sister of his deceased king though he never managed to locate her, failing over and over again. his failures led him to becoming zaffre, an individual trapped within his own personal nightmares and willing to die for mere strangers.
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» appointed as the heir to the d'arras family by his grandfather and father.
» they initiated his training immediately after announcing their decision to the aristocracy of raduga.
EIGHT YRS OLD
» after four years of intense training in war strategy and death, val started to rebel due to his inability to handle confrontations and pressure.
» instead of attending his lectures, he spent his days in the gardens or with the healers, learning about various herbs and healing techniques.
TEN YRS OLD
» witnessed the birth of his younger siblings.
» due to his father's ire, val was tossed into solitary confinement with the orders to correct his attitude regarding his impending transition from heir to lord of the d'arras house.
TWELVE YRS OLD
» after two years of solitary confinement, val managed to impress his father with his newfound dedication to his studies as the heir of the family.
» with his release, he was tossed into a rigorous training program that resulted in the acquisition of ragged scars and his severe phobias of unexpected physical contact and loud noises.
FIFTEEN YRS OLD
» during a lull in his training regiment, his visiting cousin slipped into his chambers, refusing to leave and insisting upon teaching val the joy of companionship.
» his cousin became his savior, helping him with injuries and allowing him to forget the present for brief snippets of time.
SIXTEEN YRS OLD
» one evening, his cousin snuck into his room, goading him into packing and then shepherding him out of the house.
» with distance between them and the house, his cousin informed him of the plot brewing between the upper echelons of the d'arras house and his grandfather, who wanted to kill val and name his younger brother as the heir.
EIGHTEEN YRS OLD
» on a winter evening, his cousin rushed into the inn, loudly proclaiming the massacre of the d'arras household.
» information revealed the destruction of the clan due to inner family strife.
» the death toll rose as the days passed, and when the week ended, val knew that he lost his siblings and mother in the brutal slaughter of his house.
NINETEEN YRS OLD
» with the death of his family weighing upon him, he separated from his cousin, who wanted to investigate the incident further.
TWENY YRS OLD
» despite constant contact via messenger birds, his cousin insisted upon meeting in a local tavern.
» the older male revealed the death of his father, who had survived the initial massacre of the d'arras family.
» val did not know how to feel regarding the information.
TWENTY-ONE YRS OLD
» due to a chance encounter, val stumbled upon arthur lucienta, the silver king.
» despite his uncertainty and arthur's hesitation, val joined the silver clan, becoming the first clansman outside of the lucienta family.
TWENTY-TWO YRS OLD
» with assistance from his cousin, val became a spy for his king, delving into the aristocracy of raduga and into the dredges of society.
» when requested by his king, he would drop his current plans and accompany the man, proving to be a loyal clansman and experienced healer.
TWENTY-FIVE YRS OLD
» during an excursion with his cousin, val obtained information regarding the dissent amongst the other kings.
» he wanted to deliver the information to his king, but he could not disobey the orders given to him.
TWENTY-SIX YRS OLD
» when whispers of the plan to assassinate the lucienta family reached his ears, val tried and failed to reach his king, wanting to warn the man of the impending danger.
» he arrived to see the house in flames, and with tears gathering in his eyes, he found his king, learning of the man's final actions and burying him once the cackling of the fire ceased.
AGE UNKNOWN
» without his king, val disappeared into the shadows of history, becoming a figment of lost history along with the silver clan.
» however, he continued to reappear at various instances as an unusual healer that lived and survived outside of the walled cities.
» with the turn of the decade, val stepped out of the shadows under the alias of zaffre, hoping to obtain information about his king and willing to risk his own life for the safety of others.
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 » SIGNIFICANT PEOPLE[/u] adolphe basile d'arras - fifty - deceased - from his memories, adolphe proved to be a hateful and spiteful man that chased power with a vengeance. he hated the idea of the imperial ruler’s new council, disliking the fact that mere plebeians suddenly gained more power than him; however, he invested a substantial portion of his time toward training valère, believing that his son held the power to bring honor back to the d’arras family. adolphe never understood his son and died without knowing what happened to the obedient child that used to cower before him. ❥ mother clarisse aimée d'arras - thirty-nine - deceased - unlike his father, his mother never locked him away from the world or subject him to a brutal and undeserved punishment, but she never aided him. she barely managed to pay attention to the world around her, spending more time lost within her own thoughts. clarisse was the perfect lady in public and a mere shadow of her charismatic self when trapped within the family compound. in a sense, valère felt that they were similar—trapped in a life that they never wanted. ❥ brother anastase diodore d'arras - eight - deceased - in contrast with valère, his younger brother enjoyed a healthy dose of adrenaline and loved the idea of utilizing white lies and half-truths to trick people, and he constantly pranced through the manor like a little lord. the servants adored him, heralding him as the perfect master. they never realized that he spent far more time with val than allowed and that the young boy viewed his older brother as a veritable saint. ❥ sister euphémie corinne d'arras - eight - deceased - unlike her twin brother, the princess of the d’arras family wanted to be pampered and showered in affection. she constantly followed her father around like a puppy, begging and pleading with him for attention whenever possible, and as the only girl, she received everything that her little heart desired while being carefully groomed as a bargaining chip. she would never have the future that she dreamed of. ❥ cousin astor caïn d'arras - fifty-nine - deceased - during his darkest moments, astor appeared to save him, rescuing him from the madness of the d’arras family’s traditions and dragging him into the wide world. they traveled together for several months before separating, but they continued to seek each other out and provide support and companionship. they were the closest friends. valère remembered crying silently as he watched his cousin pass away, but unlike his family, it had been the old man’s time. ❥ his king arthur aer lucienta - thirty-five - deceased - in contrast with astor, arthur proved to be valère’s inspiration, allowing him the opportunity to slowly escape from his shell. joining the silver clan was the happiest moment of val’s life, and while he may regret his decision now, he would never want to forget the years spent at the older man’s side. arthur taught him to enjoy the moment and left him with the task of finding and serving his sister as a loyal clansman. ❥ love interest raziel delair - twenty-five - alive - despite his reservations, raziel managed to sneak into his heart, securing a place for himself and refusing to leave. valère had not willingly admitted his feelings for the red head, but he cares deeply for the supposedly older male and would be devastated if he ever departed from the world.[/ul] [/div] » INVENTORYlongbow & arrows
despite being instructed in the art of wielding a sword, valère found solace in the precision of archery, preferring to utilize the bow and strike from a distance. the distance granted him the opportunity to avoid bloodshed, which he appreciated, and in his own mind, a properly aimed arrow caused less agony than numerous wounds from an inexperienced blade. | silver staff
as a healer, valère decided to utilize a staff as his signature weapon when forced into close combat. he felt that bladed weapons spelled trouble, so he vowed against utilizing one. plus he can use his staff as an aid in walking if needed. | medicinal pouch
due to his trade, valère does not feel comfortable traveling without a collection of various herbs and herbal concoctions, and the pouch itself served the test of time. he refuses to part from the ragged bag and continues to mend it whenever he spots a hole or imperfection. | white cloak
in order to hide his features, valère purchased a hooded cloak, and unlike many cloaks, it is a snowy white color and shrouds his entire figure, basically dragging along the ground due to val’s somewhat lacking height. fur is placed around the hood and edges of the cloak with faint blue lines crawling up the cloak from the bottom. the signature of the cloak, however, is the sapphire embedded clasp, which valère received from astor on his deathbed. |
gravity dispersion
as a member of the silver clan, valère can manipulate gravity; however, his version of altering gravity is very isolated. he creates a bubble around himself that makes potential threats heavier, granting him the opportunity to flee or successfully obtain the herbs that caught his eye. he rarely utilizes his skill in gravity manipulation for combat and tends to display himself as an incompetent fighter. | healer's touch
unlike his king who can synchronize his aura with other beings and can temporarily alter the aura of people, valère cannot do so; however, he learned how to manipulate his aura to ease the process of healing. due to years of experimentation, his control of his aura cannot be surpassed, allowing him to act with precision. his healer’s touch ability is basically turning his aura into needles and utilizing it to assist him in precision oriented tasks (i.e. lock picking, stiches, and so on). |
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with a gentle nature and inherent aversion to conflict, valère resembles a veritable saint; however, he cannot be deemed harmless. as a reputable healer, he can create deadly poisons and has the capacity to be a cold blooded killer. nevertheless, the idea of death frightens him, and he devotes his time and attention to healing the injured. please excuse his social ineptitude. he does not know how to handle people though he is an excellent therapist. VALÈRE D'ARRAS'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | SILVER CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FOUR |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | HOMOSEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | HERBALIST & MEDIC |
POSTS | 3 |
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THE FALLACIOUS SAINT TWENTY-FOUR ● MALE ● LILLA » ALIAS[/u] due to his rather effeminate first name, val wanted to differentiate himself from the common misconception regarding his gender; however, his preferred nickname did not alter the suspicions that surrounded him. ❥ noe during his childhood, he tended to prefer his middle name over his first name, resulting in his siblings and closest friends referring to him by the slightly less feminine name. ❥ d'arras after being admitted into the silver clan, val began utilizing his last name as a bargaining tool, gaining information and respect due to the legacy behind his surname. he ceased revealing his surname to people after the great war, so his family faded into obscurity along with the silver clan and the colorless clan. ❥ zaffre with the turn of the century, val stopped using his true name when amongst the commoners. he distinguished himself based upon the unusual color of his eyes, and within the walled cities of raduga, many plebeians spread rumors about the mysterious medic that resides outside of the wall's safety.[/ul] » SEXUALITYhomosexual » ALIGNMENTneutral good » POSITIONclansman (silver clan) due to his unexpected encounter with the original silver king, val proceeded into the next chapter of his life, and he discovered his value in serving arthur lucienta. his monotonous existence gained vibrancy while he developed the self-confidence needed to fly; however, in an instant, his wings vanished, shredded by the malicious intent of the other kings. color faded from the world as he forced his aching lungs to continue working. reality shattered his illusions though he remained a member of the eternal silver clan.
no, he questioned his own dedication. val could only postulate regarding the identity of his new king, and he lacked the skillset required to locate his missing ruler. his fabricated niche vanished from before his eyes—meaning that he lacked the requirements to remain a member of the silver clan. however, his warped delusions regarding his own self-worth did not grant him the opportunity to rewrite history, leaving him a member of the clan though without access to his king. he does not understand the reason behind his survival or the purpose of his life. [/div] » THE LIKESancient history and historical speculation, autumn weather, healing and nature, herbs and poisons, minstrels and songs, the night sky. » THE LOATHESbeing confined, clingy individuals, lies and rumors, loud noises, the dark and solitude, thunderstorms and snowstorms, unexpected physical contact. » OCCUPATION(S)herbalist.as the centuries passed, val accumulated an expansive and comprehensive knowledge of herbs, understanding their seasonal cycles and potential locations. he risked his own life to obtain rare herbs while compiling and creating recipes that resulted in the manifestation of cures and of poisons, and while he loathed violence and death, the silver haired male discovered an alternative in poison. poison allowed the individual to pass away without pain; their death merely mirrored falling into a deep and endless sleep. people feared and praised him due to his knowledge, realizing that he could decide their life or death with one vial. most, however, are not granted an opportunity to meet the elusive herbalist due to his reclusive nature and lack of interest in the residents of the walled cities. medic.despite his interest in history, val did not pursue a career as an imperial researcher or scribe, for he loathed the idea of being locked away in one room for hour after hour. no, he required the freedom that nature provided. confined spaces represented his past, translating into an inherent and overwhelming fear of being trapped within one enclosed area; therefore, valère decided to utilize his vast knowledge of herbs for the benefit of the wounded who remained lost in the wilds and the injured that resided in the slums of raduga—the city of piros. under the alias of zaffre, he morphed into the golden hearted saint that prowled the darkness of the walls, healing anyone that he stumbled upon. for him, it was life before death, peace before war, and healing before violence. PHYSIQUE AND PERSONALITIES | | |
» FACE CLAIM[i]fai d. flourite[/i] from [b]TSUBASA: RESERVOIR CHRONICLES[/b] - @neith02» HEIGHT, WEIGHT AND BODY TONEwith effeminate features and a willowy frame, val hoped to avoid the plague of gender confusion; however, he never managed to gain a reprieve from the drunken fools that constantly tried to pursue him or from the nobles that conveniently forgot his gender. in his opinion, he stood at a respectable height—five feet and eight inches—though he constantly resembled a twig, being far skinner than normal or recommended. for the record, valère steers away from revealing his weight or measurements, not wanting to provide anyone with identifying information. » SCENT(S)due to his time spent with herbs, val’s natural scent disappeared, hidden by the medicinal smell of the herbs; however, underneath the cloying aroma of wildlife, he boats of a scent reminiscent of aged parchment and rain. » HAIR AND EYESdespite the constant confusion regarding his gender, valère did not attempt to dissuade the public due to his preference for longer hair and disregard of social customs. yes, his platinum blonde locks brushed against his shoulders, appearing wavy and framing his face; moreover, with his jewel toned eyes, he created an enchanting image—fair skin, sapphire hued eyes, and gold colored hair. » DISTINGUISHED FEATURE(S)if one discounted his mesmerizing eyes, valère could be distinguished by the scars that exist upon the otherwise unblemished canvas of his skin. his hands—slender and dainty—were littered in faint nicks, scars created from his work with herbs and poisons. each nearly invisible mark signaled a success to the silverette—a physical manifestation of his accomplishments. however, jagged lines spread across his lower back and chest, the surviving remainders of his childhood. the lines crisscrossed and overlapped in undistinguishable patterns, having been created due to years of constant mistreatment, but they remained etched into his skin—an eternal remainder of his origins. » PIERCING(S)as the heir of the d’arras line, valère received the honor of having each ear lobe pierced once, adding to his feminine aura and providing him with the opportunity to further express himself through styling choices. » POSITIVE TRAITSaffectionate, dependable, empathetic, inquisitive, perceptive, realistic, veracious. » NEGATIVE TRAITSaltruistic, indulgent, meticulous, obstinate, scatterbrained, self-deprecating, worrywart. » THE FINAL REMARKSdue to his experiences, valère displays a lack of faith in people, so he steers away from them, displaying signs of commitment anxiety and of severe panic attacks. he cannot deal with confrontation and expects physical contact to hurt due to his lack of experience with physical affection; moreover, he spends hours attempting to convince himself that sleeping will not spell his demise due to his paranoia and nightmares. on the other hand, val is right handed and weighs one hundred and thirty-two pounds, an amount that he is ashamed of. he views his body as imperfection’s personification, but due to his preference of living in the wild, he rarely finds enough food that would lead to him gaining weight. finally, his clan’s mark is located on the hollow of his neck, being hidden by his cloak and clothes on most occasions. "TAKE SOME TIME AND LEARN TO BREATHE AND REMEMBER
WHAT IT MEANS TO FEEL ALIVE AND TO BELIEVE" | | THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY NEITH |
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