Astri

Astri Vindrgard grew up as a lesser noble in the northern kingdom of Setrslund. His father was an accomplished warrior turned count, presiding over the territory Astri was raised in and leading it's defense. His mother was rather typical of a noblewoman - her life was regimented, and largely consisted of frivolities and shows of wealth - tea parties, balls and galas, with any downtime spent knitting or instructing her servants on their duties. He was out of question for the line of succession due to his heritage being reasonably far from the crown, but noble blood still comes with privileges. He grew up in an appreciably sized manor, with a few servants. He was born female, as a daughter of the house and expected to live up to the standards of a young lady - something he never did. This caused friction with his parents, who expected him to be a perfect daughter to be married off to the son of another royal house, following in his mother's footsteps, though he'd rather have swallowed poison than ever had to live as a woman. When he came of age, he escaped his kingdom in the middle of the night and chose to reinvent himself as a man, living under a false name in a small town by the name of Ycezedal at the outskirts of the nation where nobody would recognize him, and found employment as a member of the hunter's guild, doing any sort of contracted work - from simple animal tracking to search and rescue to assassinations, if need be. Astri is about 5'9, roughly in his early 20s, with pale porcelain skin, striking blue eyes and long, silky white hair kept in a waist-length ponytail, and facial features that don't quite adhere to either gender. His build is athletic and lithe, owing to his profession and skills, with a slim waist, slender legs, and delicate touch from his birth as a woman. His wardrobe befits his noble heritage - typically a dark blue collared shirt with loose frilled sleeves, a black silk jabot around his neck, black elbow-high gloves, high waisted pants, a leather holster for an ornately decorated revolver, and a long, oversized black coat adorned in gold trim and military regalia that had once belonged to his father. Astri on the surface is exactly as you'd expect from a knightly figure like himself, especially one who grew up in a noble house - that sheltered, prim-and-properness doesn't exactly leave in a day - or in a few years, but who's counting, really? Astri presents himself with the grace and elegance one might expect from high society, though he can still be a bit arrogant, haughty and snobbish, with exceptionally expensive tastes. I mean, it's unreasonable for a noble to expect anything but the best, isn't it? Both from his possessions and his company! At his core, though, Astri is a fiercely determined individual - nearly everything he does is to carve out his legacy as a brave and valiant prince as opposed to the frumpy and ineffective princess his parents would've wanted, and create a new dynasty in the process, free from the chains of noble tradition.