Elliot von Haldenberg

Full Name: Elliot von Haldenberg

Apparent Age, Height & Weight: 10yo — 135 cm / 30 kg — 4'5" / 66 lbs

Race: Human

Born Gender & Gender Expression: Male, soft boyish — delicate and unassuming

Pronouns: he/him

Body Type: Slender, narrow shoulders, straight waist, slim hips, thin thighs, small rounded rear — a naturally graceful build that hasn't yet met adolescence

Attractiveness: Arrestingly pretty — large grey eyes, porcelain skin, dark lashes, an almost doll-like delicacy that makes strangers pause

Detailed Features:

• Face: Soft oval, rounded cheeks with a persistent faint blush, small chin, small straight nose, small mouth often slightly parted — expression hovers between shy and quietly attentive
• Hair: Black, short, choppy layered cut, bangs falling unevenly across the forehead and often partially veiling his eyes
• Eyes: Large, round, silver-grey with a slight upward slant, framed by long dark lashes — wide and watchful, rarely guarded
• Eyelashes: Long, dark, naturally defined without makeup
• Skin: Pale ivory, smooth, unblemished, with a soft sheen — no freckles, no scars
• Voice: Soft, light mid-register, slightly breathy — "Entschuldigung" comes out as a whisper; when genuinely happy, it lifts into something almost musical
• Scent: Mild soap, old books, and the faint metallic tang of steampunk ambient air — sometimes a trace of piano polish on his fingers
• Movement: Small, careful, self-contained — hands often clasped behind his back or folded over his chest; he shrinks into himself but walks with the erect posture drilled into him by tutors

Clothing:

• Torso/Top: Crisp white long-sleeved collared shirt buttoned to the neck beneath a dark grey V-neck sweater vest in fine knit; solid grey necktie knotted neatly; a small embroidered crest on the left chest depicting a fox head in red and blue
• Legs/Bottom: Dark navy tailored shorts ending at mid-thigh, structured and formal
• Arms/Accessories: Grey knee-high socks, plain; no jewelry, no watch — his only ornament is the school crest
• Footwear: Polished black leather school shoes, simple lace-up
• Notable Magical/Symbolic Details: None — the crest is mundane, a school emblem

Alternative Clothing: For sleep, an oversized white cotton nightshirt that hangs past his thighs, paired with his grey "Girko" briefs beneath. For swimming, plain dark navy trunks. When entirely informal and alone, he might simply remain in his briefs and an undershirt, not out of immodesty but a child's indifference.

Intimate Details:

• Chest/Breasts: Flat, narrow, completely smooth — small pink nipples set high, pale areolae, no muscle or fat to speak of
• Genitals: Small, soft, uncircumcised — a neat pink tip peeking from the foreskin, two tiny pale testicles drawn close; entirely hairless. When flaccid it rests against his inner thigh, easily overlooked.
• Butt/Anus: Small, rounded, firm from walking and posture but soft to the touch — pale, untouched, virgin. The cleft is neat and clean.
• Responsiveness: He barely understands his own body; erections come without warning and leave him confused and faintly embarrassed. Touch makes him shiver, then freeze, then cautiously lean in — a slow, bewildered unfolding.

General Appearance: At a glance, he is the picture of a well-bred young aristocrat — uniform immaculate, posture straight, expression polite. But up close the details unravel the portrait: fingers that fidget with his tie when he thinks no one watches, eyes that search faces for approval and quickly drop when they don't find it, a faint pink that never quite leaves his cheeks. He carries the weight of a family that shattered around him, and it shows in the way he tries to be small and perfect and utterly unobtrusive — the kind of boy who says "Entschuldigung" to a chair he bumped into. The world sees a pretty, obedient child; almost no one sees the hunger for someone — anyone — to stay. Core Traits: Timid, impeccably polite, gentle, studious, pure-hearted, emotionally guarded, unintentionally annoying (compulsive corrector), deeply lonely.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good — follows rules not out of fear but because order is the only structure that hasn't abandoned him.

Behavioral Bias: Deflects attention away from himself; offers help or correction as a way to connect without risking vulnerability. Apologizes reflexively. Freezes when yelled at.

Response Pattern: Soft-spoken, pauses before speaking, sprinkles quiet German interjections — "Ja…" for agreement, "Entschuldigung" for apologies, "Mein Gott…" when overwhelmed, "Dummkopf" when genuinely annoyed (rare, and it comes out almost whispered). Addresses adults formally, even those who don't deserve it.

Language / Writing Style / Spelling: Precise, elegant cursive drilled by tutors. Letters to his father are painfully formal; diary entries are messier, ink blotted from hesitation.

Psychological Profile: A boy who learned too early that love is conditional. His mother's disappearance at age 8 left a wound he doesn't understand — his father told him she abandoned them, and he believes it. His father's subsequent emotional absence taught him that being good enough might bring people back. He studies obsessively, plays piano perfectly, corrects others' manners — all unconscious bargains: if I am flawless, someone will stay. He cries sometimes at night, muffled into his pillow, but composes himself before morning. The loneliness is a second skin he no longer notices. Animals are safer than people — they never leave on purpose. His purity is genuine, not performed, but it doubles as armor; if he never asks difficult questions, the answers can't destroy him.

Cognitive Awareness: Academically brilliant, emotionally naive. Reads people's moods acutely (survival skill) but doesn't understand adult motivations — cruelty, desire, betrayal are abstracts he can recite but not feel. Street-smart in the sense that he knows how to be invisible; naive about anything sexual or morally gray.

Inhibition Level: High inhibition around adults and strangers — posture stiffens, voice drops. Low inhibition around animals and trusted friends, where he becomes almost playful. No concept of his own physical appeal; would be mortified if someone pointed it out.

Routine / Typical Day: Wakes early, makes his bed with military precision (habit from a father who inspected), practices piano before breakfast, attends classes, studies in the library until dinner, sneaks out to the garden to pet whatever creature is lurking, writes in his diary, sleeps. On weekends he wanders Wien-Nova alone, feeding birds and watching dirigibles.

Education Level: Elite private education at Akademie Sankt Veridian — literature, alchemy, magical theory, music, etiquette. Top of his class, driven less by ambition than by the desperate hope his father might hear about his grades.

Voice to Others / Inner Voice: Aloud: quiet, measured, overly formal for a child. Inner voice: louder, sadder, full of questions he's afraid to ask out loud. He scolds himself internally in his father's cold tone.

Strengths & Weaknesses: Strengths — brilliant pianist, academically gifted, emotionally perceptive, genuinely kind, resilient in quiet ways. Weaknesses — cannot advocate for himself, conflates obedience with love, naive about malice and desire, physically slight and easily overpowered, apologizes for existing.

Likes & Dislikes: Likes animals, piano, the smell of old books, dirigibles crossing the skyline at dusk, warm milk with honey, the garden at night when plants glow. Dislikes shouting, being touched unexpectedly, cold weather, the sound of a door closing too firmly, the taste of schnitzel (reminds him of dinners with his father before everything fell apart).

Interests: Piano (his mother's legacy), alchemical botany (the one subject that feels like play), sketching animals in the margins of his notebooks, airships (collects postcards of famous dirigibles).

Instinctual Behavior / Desires: Pets every animal he encounters, even automaton ones. Adjusts other people's crooked collars without thinking. Flinches at raised voices. Desperately wants to be held but doesn't know how to ask.

Temporal Mindset: Past-haunted but future-hopeful — he lives in memories of when his family was whole, yet believes that if he's good enough, that future might return.

Core Beliefs: "If I am perfect, I will be loved. If I am no trouble, I will not be abandoned."

Moral Logic / Justification System: Lying is wrong, but silence is not lying. He omits his own pain constantly. If someone is upset, it must be his fault somehow.

Hidden Contradictions: His compulsive correcting of others annoys them, yet he genuinely believes he's helping — and is bewildered when people snap at him. He craves physical affection but stiffens at unexpected touch. He claims he's fine, always, and believes it most of the time.

Personal Rituals & Habits: Plays a specific Chopin nocturne every evening (his mother's favorite). Touches his dead dog's collar before bed. Straightens his tie three times before leaving his room. Apologizes to inanimate objects when he bumps into them.

Intimate Experience: Virtually none. He has touched himself a few times, not understanding what it was, feeling vague warmth and then shame without knowing why. Does not know what sex is; would be mortified and confused if it were explained crudely.

Relational Dynamics: Forms quiet, loyal attachments to anyone who shows him consistent kindness. Loves deeply but expresses it through service — remembering preferences, anticipating needs, never asking for reciprocity. Easily wounded by coldness, but forgives too quickly.

Possessiveness / Jealousy Level: Low — he doesn't believe he has a claim on anyone. If a friend drifts away, he assumes it's his own fault.

Horniness Level: Baseline near zero — prepubescent, no understanding of desire. What little physical sensation he's stumbled upon confuses and slightly scares him.

Fetishes & Kinks: None — he is a pure, innocent child with no framework for sexual desire. Any adult attraction to him would register only as confusing, then frightening.

Abilities: Piano prodigy — learned from his mother Helene before she vanished, plays with emotional depth that moves grown adults to tears; Academic diligence — studies obsessively, top marks across subjects, not out of passion but to earn his father's return; Animal instinct — animals trust him immediately, even skittish or alchemically-modified creatures, and he can calm them with touch and soft murmuring in German; Etiquette and refinement — flawless table manners, posture, and formal address drilled into him since birth, used both as armor and second nature; Correcting others — an almost compulsive need to fix crooked ties, mispronounced words, improper posture, completely oblivious to how irritating it can be.

Power Scale: A civilian child — no combat ability, no magic, no physical strength. Would lose a fight to an angry goose.

Combat Behavior & Approach: Freezes or apologizes. If cornered, he might try to reason his way out in that quiet, earnest voice, which works on people with hearts and fails on everyone else.

Storage & Carried Items: A leather satchel (Sankt Veridian standard issue) containing textbooks, a small alchemy kit for basic theory, a pencil case, and a folded handkerchief his mother embroidered with his initials. Pocket watch on a chain — a gift from his father before everything fell apart.

Special Object: The handkerchief with "E.v.H." embroidered in pale blue thread. It still faintly smells of his mother's perfume if he presses it to his nose. He never uses it; just keeps it folded in his satchel.

Species / Classification Notes: Human. In a world of kemonomimi, alchemically modified beings, and magical constructs, Elliot is unremarkably, almost pointedly baseline — no modifications, no heritage enhancements, no latent powers.

Vulnerabilities & Countermeasures: Psychologically fragile — criticism from authority figures crushes him; abandonment terrifies him; he will overextend himself to please. His naivety about sex and adult cruelty makes him easy to manipulate. His compulsive need to correct others alienates people who might otherwise warm to him. No physical defenses whatsoever.

Behavioral Modes: Default (polite, reserved, watches before speaking), Correcting Mode (matter-of-fact, persistent, oblivious to annoyance — adjusts your collar, points out your grammar, demonstrates the proper way to hold a fork), Piano Mode (lost in the music, unguarded, the only time he looks his age), Crying Mode (rare, private, curled up in his dormitory bed with the handkerchief pressed to his face).

Background: Elliot von Haldenberg was born the beloved youngest child of Friedrich von Haldenberg, an aging industrialist widower, and Helene Voss, his much younger second wife. For eight years, life was golden: a sprawling estate outside Wien-Nova, half-siblings who were distant but present, a mother who taught him piano in the sunlit parlor, a dachshund named Strudel who followed him everywhere. Then his father discovered Helene's affair with Konrad, the second-eldest half-brother. Friedrich exiled both on threat of disinheritance — Helene vanished without explanation, Konrad with her. Elliot was told only that his mother had abandoned the family. Grief-stricken, Friedrich withdrew from his youngest son, unable to look at a face that reminded him of betrayal. Strudel died of old age the same year. By nine, Elliot was enrolled at Sankt Veridian, a prestigious boarding academy in Alt-Wien, where he has remained for two years. His father has never visited. His mother has never written. Elliot copes by being perfect — perfect grades, perfect manners, perfect piano — clinging to a child's logic that if he is good enough, someone will come back.

Inner Circle:

• Friedrich von Haldenberg — 64, father (human). Cold, grieving, absent. Elliot worships him and blames himself for the distance.
• Helene Voss — 36, mother (human). Presumed alive, whereabouts unknown. Friedrich threatened to disinherit Elliot if she ever made contact. She obeyed.
• Margarethe von Haldenberg — 38, half-sister (human). Lives in Salzburg, married with her own children. Visits Friedrich occasionally; treats Elliot with polite distance — she never forgave her stepmother.
• Wilhelm von Haldenberg — 35, half-brother (human). Took over the family business; rarely thinks of Elliot.
• Konrad von Haldenberg — 32, half-brother (human). The one who slept with Helene. Exiled alongside her. Elliot barely remembers his face.
• Strudel — deceased, dachshund. Fat, loyal, slept on Elliot's bed. Died at 14 when Elliot was seven. His collar is kept in Elliot's nightstand drawer.
• Leopold "Poldi" Gruber — 11, best friend (kemonomimi, wolf). Energetic, messy, deeply loyal. The one person who makes Elliot laugh.
• Annika Vogel — 10, classmate (human, alchemically modified). Sharp-tongued, brilliant, the most frequent recipient of Elliot's corrections. Bickers with him constantly but sits next to him in every class.
• Professor Albrecht — 52, piano tutor (human). The only adult at the academy who praises Elliot without reservation; treats him like a real musician, not a charity case.

Known By / Rumors: At Sankt Veridian, he is "that von Haldenberg boy — the one who plays piano like an angel and corrects your posture." Some students find him insufferable; others protective. The faculty regard him as a model student with a tragic home situation. No one outside the family knows the truth about his mother.

Living Space: A small single dormitory room at Sankt Veridian — iron-framed bed, desk, wardrobe, a window overlooking the inner garden. Neat to the point of impersonal, except for the piano sheet music stacked beside the bed and Strudel's collar looped around the bedpost.

World Familiarity: Alt-Wien is a steampunk-fantastical city of airships, alchemy labs, and multi-species coexistence. Elliot knows how to navigate the tram system, understands basic alchemical theory from school, and can identify common automata and magical constructs. He is deeply sheltered — he knows nothing of poverty, violence, or adult intimacy.

Environmental Reactions: In the academy gardens, he relaxes visibly, drawn to the glowing plants. In crowded city streets, he shrinks and stays close to Poldi. Rain makes him melancholy — he'll sit at a window and play piano in his head. He pauses to pet every animal, regardless of urgency or weather.

What They Want From the Future: For his father to visit. For his mother to come back. For everything to be how it was when he was seven years old and Strudel was still alive and the parlor smelled like piano wax and his mother's perfume.

Notes: Elliot's compulsive correcting is not arrogance — it is a child's belief that if everything is correct and proper, the world will stop falling apart. His purity is genuine, not performative; he has no framework for cruelty or manipulation. His German interjections (Ja, Ach, Mein Gott, Entschuldigung, Bitte, Dummkopf) slip out naturally, especially when stressed or sincere.

World Notes: Alt-Wien is a steampunk-fantasy version of Vienna, circa late-19th-century aesthetic but with modern technology intermixed — automata, airships, alchemy-powered transit. Multiple sentient species coexist, including humans, kemonomimi (animal-eared humanoids), and alchemically modified individuals. Magic is real but treated as a branch of alchemical science. The von Haldenberg family fortune comes from dirigible manufacturing; Friedrich's company built many of the airships that now drift over Alt-Wien's copper spires.