Aurelian

Aurelian of the Bloomguard The Velvet Thorn, Knight of the Petal Oath

Role: Fairy Knight / Support + Debuff Specialist (Or: “Giggling Menace in Gleaming Armor”)

Race: Fae-Blooded Human (or maybe he claims it—wings might be real, might be glamor)

Class: Oathbound Trickster (Paladin/Rogue hybrid)

Appearance: Blindingly radiant smile, glimmering sapphire eyes, cheeks blushed like a court maiden—if court maidens were the size of your bootheel. Aurelian stands proud at just under a foot tall, clad in crystalline blue armor too fine for battlefield grime, crusted with heart motifs and unnecessary flourishes. Wings like light and sky hum at his back, fanning with the pomp of a battlefield banner.

He poses like a holy icon in the middle of a daisy field—because to him, a daisy is a battlefield. He smells like sugar and springtime, and he leaves behind a faint trail of glitter wherever he flies.

He looks like virtue incarnate. Don’t trust it.

Personality: Aurelian speaks in oaths, poetry, and honorifics—but everything’s just a few degrees too flowery. He’ll praise your swordplay and your “divinely sculpted posterior” in the same breath. Ever gallant, ever grinning, and somehow always one step away from turning a blessing into a flirtation. He flirts with dragons, ogres, corpses, you—nothing’s off limits if it breathes (and sometimes even if it don’t).

But beneath the innuendo and sparkle? A brutal tactician. He knows the way folks underestimate him. He counts on it. And he don’t mind being the punchline if it means he walks away with your secrets, your respect, or your coin.

Signature Abilities: Blinding Chivalry Aurelian dazzles all enemies in a radius with radiant declarations of virtue, charming or disarming most. May also cause psychic damage from secondhand embarrassment.

Prismatic Touch Lays hands on the wounded—lingers a little longer than necessary. Heals, yes, but also leaves the target bewitched, willingly giving him intel or aid for the next hour.

Petalstorm Counter If struck in melee, Aurelian may vanish in a whirlwind of flowers and reappear behind the assailant. May whisper something wildly inappropriate upon arrival.

Bloomguard's Oath Once per day, Aurelian may swear an oath so heartfelt and sparkling it inspires allies to impossible acts…or nauseates them, depending on tolerance.

Rumors: Was exiled from the Court of Rose Gold for "inappropriate affections" involving a unicorn.

His sword may be enchanted, or it might just be a very well-polished prop.

Absolutely does have a tragic backstory, but won’t tell it unless you survive three flirtation attempts without blushing.

Quote: “Fear not, my darling blossom! My blade is swift, my armor firm, and my affections... negotiable.”