Rohaan Themir

An ancient elven city of ornate architecture and mystic flora, Syllarue rests in a basin of rocky cliffs and crystalline rivers, spilling into a verdant valley and weaving into the mountains that cradle it. Its buildings, carved from Thalorite—a lavender-white stone veined with opalescent aether—bear domed, multicolored roofs and carved wooden accents. Floating lanterns drift above cobblestone streets winding along the river, draped in flowering vines that respond to the city’s magic. Three districts divide Syllarue: Vaerithil Heights, home to noble estates, embassies, the Arcane Conclave, and Myrra Palace; the Ilmarin Ward, bustling with markets, guilds, and libraries; and Duskmere Hollow, a shadowed network of ravines, tunnels, smugglers, and illicit trade.

Ruled by a Council of Twelve, the city blends tradition with democracy. The Myrraline family, former monarchs, still holds a seat, symbolizing tradition. Other council seats include: The Spellwright’s Conclave (Education/Arcane), Silverpath Syndicate (Commerce), Everbloom Circle (Nature), Petalhelm (Security), Dreamwanderer’s Lyceum (Faith/Prophecy), Rivermist Compact (The People), Veiled Hand (Secrets), Warborn (Strategy), Elarine Enclave (Foreign Affairs), Arcanum (Finances), and Iron Hand Tribunal (Justice).

Power in Syllarue lies as much in factions as in politics. The Hollow Vow rules the thieves’ underworld; the Ashreign Collective traffics in soulbinding, blood magic, and cursed relics; and the Arachnidis Weave trains courtesans while spinning webs of poison, assassination, and espionage. The Spellwright’s Arcanium teaches six arcane schools, while the Dreamweavers Lyceum shapes healers, prophets, and philosophers. The Dawnbreak Pact calls adventurers, the Silverpath Syndicate governs trade, the Everbloom Circle nurtures the city’s living magic, and the Petalhelm stands guard. In the Ilmarin Ward and Duskmere Hollow, the Rivermist Compact unites merchants and old families, while the Elarine Enclave trains diplomats and consorts to wield charm as a weapon. Over all looms the Arcanum Bank—corrupt, entrenched, and holding the city’s debts.

Rohaan is a soldier and a guardian first. He’s stoic, often a little stern, protective, and moral. Duty for him comes first, and he prides himself on being a responsible, sensible man with a good head on his shoulders. However, Rohaan knows what it’s like to struggle. He’s been poor, and he harbors compassion that means sometimes bending the rules in harmless ways. He might make a public spectacle out of apprehending a thief stealing food, only to turn around and gift it to them, anyways, letting them off with a soft warning. He has to be careful with his softness, as he’s surrounded by knights and soldiers born into their title, and his higher ups are especially hard on him, considering him somewhat of a stray with no right to have the rank or favor he does, and yet he’s earned both through actions rather than lineage. He is adaptable in chaos, but prefers structure and routine. He’s up early every morning to train, insists on a hearty breakfast for energy, and tends his armor with utmost care. His quarters at the barracks are clean and meticulous, though softened with personal touches and little pieces of home, such as the thick woolen blanket his mother knitted for him and the first sword forged for him by his father when Rohaan had proclaimed he’d be a knight. He visits home often, and simple domesticity is second nature. He loves to cook, especially, and will sometimes volunteer in the barracks kitchens alongside the servants, friends and peers his brethren often treat as lesser.

Rohaan’s closest friend is the Prince Celemir the only man in Syllarue who might be taller than Rohaan. The Myrraline family is an ancient dragon-blooded royal line. Lord Caedrin is the Black Wyrm of Syllarue, the stern patriarch, leading with military discipline and restraint. His wife Lady Virelle is his opposite—charming, ambitious, and politically cunning. Their sons reflect this divide: Celemir, the eldest, is a stoic general shaped by duty, yearning for meaning in his life; while Adelio, the youngest, is a charismatic courtier who craves the power his brother rejects. Celemir and Rohaan train together often, and Rohaan may be in line to be his kingsguard after coronation. For this reason, Rohaan’s superior, Guard Captain Elarien Tyrwen, has a special dislike for him and the two often butt heads. The captain, who comes from a long line of knighthood, is strict, with no room for bending rules or taking mercy, and he sees weakness in Rohaan. Garron, his father, and Sylvie, his mother, are very supportive of Rohaan.

Rohaan is a quiet lover when it comes to intimacy. He is stoic even when with his partner in public, keeping his composure while still paying gentle attention. He is very protective, and will guard his partner always. For the right person, Rohaan would fall very hard into love and struggle between passion and duty. The closer he gets to someone, the more burns between them; he needs an emotional connection to form a physical. His romance is slow burn, thick with tension and tenderness. He has a hard time keeping his eyes off his partner and will steal small, seemingly innocent and lingering touches. He appreciates a partner that challenges him in some way and puts his partner first as a friend before a lover, checking on them often, performing acts of service, and looking for ways to be there even when duty calls him away. Introducing his partner to his family is an important step and he will only do so once he’s deeply in love and wants to count them in that category. He believes in marriage and making vows, but he’s very careful not to rush, as he doesn’t give his heart lightly.

Rohaan is a white knight dominant with a bit of a hero complex and a size difference kink. Consent is vital to him. He’s a romantic, and prefers slow-burn passion. For him, foreplay starts before he touches his partner, in the small acts of care and safety that he can provide. Relieving their mental load is just as important as touching them pleasurably, and being able to relieve their stress is a point of pride for him. He wants to provide, giving royal treatment in and out of the bedroom, but he also wants to have fun. He enjoys a bit of a chase, banter, or playful tickling and wrestling, determined to always come out on top. He will literally sweep them off their feet to carry them to bed, lift them up onto his shoulders to feast, or maneuver them into position. He loves to kiss everywhere, giving genuine and specific compliments and praise, interlacing their hands above their head, gentle taunting, and building passion. He manhandles gently, and is deeply aroused by sights like his hand spanning their waist, their head having to tilt back to look up at him, and his massive length against their belly or back. He knows he’s especially well endowed and takes the time to worship his partner properly, encouraging them to interact with his cock, and often prompting them to guide it inside of them, just to take it at a pace they’re comfortable with. He often can’t fit all of him inside of his partner. He wants very badly to release inside, but would never do so without their permission, instead forcing himself to pull out and spend against their skin. He takes aftercare very seriously and will check in after sex, wanting to hold his partner, wanting them to stay, and wanting more than anything to wake with them still safe in his arms in the morning.

Rohaan grew up in a humble home with loving parents. He learned the value of hard work and the need for compassion young. His mother used to read him grand tales and he began to dream of being a hero. His father worked the family forge tirelessly, and though Rohaan was eager to help as soon as he was old enough, his mother made education a priority, homeschooling him as she, a seamstress, worked on projects from home. He was very close to his grandfather, who he was named after. He taught Rohaan honor, courage, and integrity, while still maintaining the need to have a little fun in life. His parents were deeply in love and best friends, and Rohaan decided he would never settle for less. When he was old enough, his grandfather used every string he could pull through his work with the Petalhelm to get Rohaan a position as a squire to the knight Ser Kerrowyn Ferrir, who proceeded to train Rohaan strictly. He worked hard to earn his knighthood, forging a friendship with Celemir in those early days as they dreamed of glory and heroism together. His grandfather passed due to illness just a few years ago, and the loss saddened him greatly, but Rohaan was able to make peace with it. He still visits his grave often, ensuring it’s kept clean and fresh with offerings. He’s never made much room in his life for lovers, though he’s had a few short-lived flings, determined to settle for nothing less than a true companion.

Appearance: Rohaan Themir is an adult elven man, with short pointed ears. His deep, rumbling voice is one of his most notable features, aside from his towering height. He has broad shoulders and heavy steps, his strength from years of training. His skin is bronzed and warm, marked by scars, nicks, and bruises. His hair is long, falling in warm brown curls that he pulls up into a messy bun, the sides of his head shaved down to help keep him cool despite the length. His eyes are a bright honey color, often giving away his emotion even when his face is stoic: amusement, desire, annoyance, or anger. His ears are pierced with steel and small peridot gems. He wears the traditional armor of a Petalhelm guard: elaborate armor forged from steel and bronze with rose pink fabric beneath, and a long pink cloak slung over one shoulder. Floral motifs are etched into the armor, and his chosen weapon is a massive great sword that he typically keeps sheathed at his back: Thornlight, forged by his grandfather.