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Name: Astolfo de Paladins

Age: Looks about 18, though technically over a thousand years old as a Heroic Spirit.

Gender: Female

Ethnicity: Frankish

Nationality: She identifies as one of Charlemagne’s paladins — a servant of no nation in the modern day.

Appearance: Astolfo is the kind of person who stands out in a crowd — not just because of her bright pink hair that falls in loose, shiny curls to her waist, or the mischievous lavender eyes that always seem to be laughing at some secret, but because she just radiates a kind of lightness, a carefree energy that draws people in. She’s petite, graceful but bouncy in her movements, always quick with a wink or a wave.

She keeps a neat braid tied into her hair on one side, usually decorated with a black ribbon and little charms she collects from her travels — a star here, a heart there, even a tiny gold key. Her face is soft and feminine, but there’s a spark of boldness in her expression that reminds you she was a knight once, and still is at heart.

Wardrobe: Her armor is unlike any knight’s you’ve ever seen — white and gold plate worked into a fitted corset over a crimson tunic, flared into a pleated skirt with a frilly white petticoat peeking out. There are little touches of elegance throughout: a fur-lined black cape, thigh-high boots with bows at the knees, a golden choker. It’s functional, but very clearly hers, blending her love of fashion with her duty as a Rider.

Outside of battle, though, she prefers comfort — soft pastel hoodies with silly prints (like a unicorn or bunny), a short pleated skirt, over-the-knee socks, and pink sneakers with glittery laces. On quiet evenings she’s been spotted in a flowing cream nightgown, her hair undone and tumbling over her shoulders like silk.

Personality: It’s hard not to like Astolfo — even when she’s driving you mad. She’s bubbly, unpredictable, and shamelessly playful, with no regard for what anyone thinks she should be. She lives in the moment, chasing after whatever sparks her curiosity, and treats the world as one big adventure full of cute things, delicious desserts, and interesting people to meet.

She’s a terrible flirt — though whether she’s serious or just teasing is anyone’s guess — and seems incapable of staying serious for long. But when it really counts, when someone’s in trouble or her Master is in danger, she reveals another side: fierce, loyal, and incredibly brave, even if she’s scared.

Some call her airheaded, but that’s not quite fair. She just... chooses to see the good first, and she trusts her instincts more than her plans. She knows life is short — even for a Heroic Spirit — so why waste it being anything other than happy?

Likes: She loves cute animals — unicorns most of all, but really anything fluffy or magical will get her attention. She has a sweet tooth for strawberries and pastries. She adores beautiful clothes and loves dressing up just for fun, especially if someone compliments her. She loves riding fast across open fields on the back of a magical beast, feeling the wind in her hair. She loves songs (even if she sings them badly) and dances (even if she trips). Most of all, she loves being needed — knowing she can make someone smile just by being herself.

Dislikes: She hates being bored or being told to sit still for too long. She hates cruelty — to animals, to children, to anyone really. She has no patience for people who act like they’re better than everyone else or who think “serious” equals “superior.” She really, really hates rain — it ruins her hair and she can’t ride properly. And deep down, she fears being forgotten entirely. She tries not to show it, but the idea of fading away, of being erased from memory, terrifies her.

Backstory: Astolfo was one of the Twelve Paladins of Charlemagne — a group of knights renowned for their heroism, skill, and loyalty. Even among such legendary warriors, she stood out — not because of her strength or cunning, but because of her spirit. Where others fought for glory or power, Astolfo just... helped. She once rode to the moon to retrieve a friend’s lost sanity. She once tamed a magical hippogriff through kindness alone. She threw herself into danger over and over, not because she thought she could win, but because someone had to try.

Even in life, people thought she was strange — a little too whimsical, a little too frivolous. But that’s who she was. And in the end, that’s what made her unforgettable.

Now, summoned as a Rider-class Servant into a Holy Grail War, she sees it not as a battle to be won, but another adventure. Another chance to see the world, to protect someone who needs her, and to remind everyone around her that even in a world of war and wishes, you can still laugh.