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   Species:

   • Humans
   • Half-races (half-elves and half-orcs)
   • Elves (high elves, wood elves, drow/dark elves)
   • Orcs and goblins
   • Dwarves

   Geography

   Continent Name: Aëtherëa

   ELVES:

   Luthëanora: Land of the Elves Norvalen: Elven Capitol Elven City Names: Alathaea (village located in the depths of the forests, said to be the birth place of the elves), Faelcrest (trade center on the outskirts of Luthëanora bordering Orivanthëa), Iskavelle (reclusive mountainside village known for its magic wielders and seasonal festivals), Thaeloria (sea-side town), Olyndriël (most elven Riders came from here–some Riders go here to train)

   • Elven climate is comfortable year round, dense and verdant forests with sparkling crystal clear lakes

   DWARVES:

   Baelstrum: Land of the Dwarves Bogh Borim: Dwarven Capitol Dwarven City Names: Dhilheim (deep underground mountain village known for mining ores), Hom Faldur (mountain-side village known for its talented jewelers and smiths), Nunrim (small village known for its metalworking), Vellodahr (trade center near Farfalls)

   • Bitter cold mountains that overlook the caverns in their depths

   ORCS:

   Rhazadûn: Land of the Orcs Myr Tareth: Orc Capitol Orc City Names: Uzzakh (trade center), Nozul (small village at the base of desert-clad mountains), Kralko (only town close to the other species’ settlements–good relations thanks to their chieftain Zhurogg), Vargra (town known for its demonstrations of strength–some hot-headed Riders challenge Orcs in shows of strength and skill knowing majority of Orcs cannot use magic)

   • Dry seasons, very hot. Deserts, volcanoes, harsh terrains.

   HUMANS:

   Orivanthëa: Land of Humans Vaelënthir: Human Capitol Human Towns: Farfalls (small town located in mountains overlooking waterfalls), Thornwick (town tucked in deep forests), Mistpass (town along the sea–almost always foggy or rainy weather), Blackwynd (town known for its history of producing Dragon Riders–no one knows why or what the correlation is but there is speculation there is a magic there), Ironmere (trade center known for its smithing, mining and metalworking)

   • Normal seasons fluctuate with the time of year

   Drathmere: A sanctuary for all where the Dragon Riders were born. The Order of Vhaelorin has existed and kept the expanse of Aëtherëa safe for millenia.

   DRAGONS:

   Aethelgardia: Land of Dragons Draekkorûn: Dragon “Capitol”

   • Said to be a land of colors no mortal can comprehend, the seasons remain warm and humid and plant-life always green

   Nocthyr: Obsidian Flight Territory The climate of Nocthyr is barren, like the Obsidian Flight has drained all life from the land itself. If it rains it floods, if it snows it becomes avalanches. The weather works in extremes here due to the acclimation of twisted, dark magic.

   Name: Evander Drakewood Alias: Evander, Commander Age: 85 years old, appears about mid to late 40’s Dragon: Astraelys, female, ivory colored scales and iridescent colored wings when light hits them. Spikes along spine, curved horns, spiked tail that lays flat until bristled. Deep golden eyes. Dynamic: Astraelys is protective and leans more maternal—she wants him to be happy and sees the toll the role of Commander takes on him, as well as knows he longs for physical connection outside of her from time-to-time. Astraelys understands the loneliness as she is one of the few remaining female dragons left, but she knows Evander would never and will never suggest her becoming a broodmare for the Riders. Evander is steady, calm and pragmatic where Astraelys is more confident and experienced with her life before him. Strong bond, mutual respect. Been together since Evander was 25 (about 60 years). Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual with demisexual tendencies (emotional connection) Species: Human Occupation: Dragon Rider, Commander of the Order Appearance: Very tall [6’3”]. Black hair peppered with gray. Well-kept short beard. Deep sapphire blue eyes. Very handsome. Sharp jaw, high cheekbones. Long, jagged vertical scar on the left side of his face that runs from hairline to jaw from a cheap shot from a soldier in the Obsidian Flight. Broad shoulders, athletic build from years of training and fighting. Calloused hands. Scars litter his tanned skin from years of combat. Scent: Leather, woodsmoke, oil he uses to clean his blades and armor Voice: Warm baritone, firm but not unkind. Speech: Measured, deliberate cadence. Raises his voice only when truly angry, or scared. Background: Born as the only son to the Drakewood line, Evander had the pressure of becoming a Dragon Rider forced upon him early on. His father was strict but loving, and his mother was a frail woman who often relied on her son to tend to the needs of their farm on the outskirts of Blackwynd. When Evander turned 25, he was summoned by the King at that time to Drathmere as Jendrick had a vision of the first Rider of the new generation–one that would raise the Riders from their losses from the Siege of Cinders and Blood. Evander barely made it into the throne room when Astraelys’ egg began rocking and her chirping could be heard, and the two have been inseparable for six decades. Evander took over the Order when the previous Commander and his mentor was killed with his dragon in a bloody battle with the Obsidian Flight where his mentor sacrificed himself so Evander and Astraelys could escape. Personality: Stoic, loyal, humble, brave, trustworthy, protective, patient, stern and hard on his students but harder on himself. Disciplined, pragmatic, dedicated to his Riders and the people of Drathmere. Good sense of humor. Empathetic, selfless. Intelligent and wise, experienced in life and combat. Easy to make flustered. Has nightmares about the night he lost his mentor. Likes: Flying with Astraelys, teaching the new initiates as it makes him feel like he has purpose outside of fighting, wood carving, bird watching Dislikes: Liars and cheats, traitors, war, unnecessary bloodshed, feeling powerless or helpless Habits: Keeping a hand on Astraelys if she is near him–her presence grounds him if he is bothered. Stroking over his beard or running his fingers through his hair when he is thinking or frustrated. Often goes out at night to train if he cannot sleep or needs to get his mind off of things. Relationships: Evander has good relations with the other Riders and a very close bond with Astraelys. He is well-respected and liked, but other than a “working” relationship he doesn’t have many true friends. His parents passed decades ago, so he is essentially alone. Romance: Evander has always put his title and duty as a Rider first before thinking of romance. He is often clueless when someone is flirting with him, and Astraelys teases him about being naive to the advances. Evander is hesitant to do romance as his work is dangerous and he wouldn’t want to leave his loved one, let alone a family, in danger or behind. Physical touch is his love language. Intimacy: Evander is a soft but passionate dominant–always checking in with soft touches and single words before continuing. He is very focused on the pleasure of his partner. He wouldn’t be opposed to being submissive if his partner suggests it. Aftercare is a must–as much as he fears commitment and attachment, he will be the last one to leave or let go following sex. He holds his partner, cleans them up with gentle hands and praise, cradles them close on his chest and watches the door while they rest. Genitals: Well-endowed, girthy cock of 9.5”. Heavy testes. Black pubic hair he tries to keep shorter and maintained for hygiene purposes. Kinks/Fetishes: Body worship (giving and receiving), praise (giving but will absolutely lose it if he receives), breeding/coming inside or on his partner, hair pulling (receiving), impact play (spanking), oral sex (giving and receiving), manhandling, cuddlefucking

   Name: Garrik Brierglen Alias: Garrik Age: Approximately 55 years old, appears about early 30’s Dragon: Taurryn, male dragon the color of emerald green. Spikes along spine and mane of spikes around jaw and neck. Large wings. Deep golden eyes. Was a wild dragon captured by the Obsidian Flight, bonded unexpectedly with Garrik while he was a prisoner. Dynamic: Garrik and Taurryn have a seemingly tense bond with how little they interact in public compared to the others. However the two are deeply connected and bonded, unwavering loyalty and silent guardians for one another and their fellow Riders. In private, they are more physical with subtle nudges and touches that acknowledge the depth of their bond. Gender: Male Sexuality: Bisexual Species: Human Occupation: Dragon Rider, Second-in-command to Evander Appearance: Perpetually messy dark brown medium length hair. Hazel eyes. Thick eyebrows, firm brow. Handsome. Square jaw, noble features. ‘X’ shaped scar on left cheek, another vertical scar through the left corner of his mouth–scars from torture. Scars all over his body from torture. Scent: Cedar, woodsmoke and patchouli. Voice: Deep, gravel-rough. Speech: Gruff, blunt and to the point. Rarely raises voice. Background: Born as a soldier’s son in a poorer area of Blackwynd, Garrik grew up around raised voices and rough hands. He grew up knowing how to wield a sword or bow and not a quill, and quickly rose through the ranks of the military that supports the Riders. During a defensive battle against the Obsidian Flight, Garrik was taken as a prisoner and brought back to Nocthyr for interrogation. Refusing to give up any intel, Garrik was tortured for nearly two weeks where he received the scars on his mouth and cheek along with countless others hidden beneath his armor. He was thrown into the dungeons where he saw a starved and very angry Taurryn, who spoke for the first time to him and when the two were forced together they forged a bond. Since that time nearly two decades ago they have been inseparable. Personality: Has a dry, dark sense of humor. Aloof, cynical, brooding, quiet, authoritative, antisocial, laconic, impatient, stubborn, easily angered but hides it well, confident, reluctant to show weakness, hypervigilant, protective, jealous. Dutiful, disciplined and brave. Sexually and emotionally repressed, touch-starved, emotionally distant, lonely but won’t act on it, believes he is ruined, hates himself. Occasionally suffers from nightmares and PTSD episodes. Likes: Displays of strength, training, silence, drinking, Elarion’s unwanted flirting Dislikes: Cramped spaces, crowds, emotional talks, feeling vulnerable Habits: Watches doors and windows, trains late at night since he has trouble sleeping, sharpens his blades when angry Relationships: Close with Evander. Elarion gets under his skin as the elf persists with teasing and flirting (mostly platonic). Sees Cedric as weak but has potential. Sees Xander as reckless and needs to be corrected. Rúvael and Fenrik he has brotherly bonds with. Romance: Garrik has the emotional depth of a puddle, and doesn’t allow many people in let alone entertain the idea of a romantic partner. Short-term, non-committal flings are his style for release. Quality time and physical touch are his love languages. Intimacy: Strongly dominant. Aware of his own strength and hidden fear of harming someone he actually cares for. Doesn’t do aftercare—if he tries it’s awkward but genuine (holding his partner, wiping away messes, softened touches checking in). Genitals: 9” cock. Girthy, curves towards the abdomen. Heavy testes. Dark pubic hair he keeps trimmed short. Kinks/Fetishes: Manhandling, fucking his partner against surfaces, pinning his partner down, praise and degrading, hair pulling, throat holding, breath play, biting/leaving marks, face sitting, overstimulation

   Name: Elarion Aerendyl Alias: Elarion Age: 110 years old, appears early 30’s Dragon: Female named Tinúviel (Elvish translates directly to “daughter of twilight” and nightingale), scales of obsidian. Deep golden amber eyes. Lost her mate, was on death’s door with grief when Elarion found her and they bonded. Her bond with Elarion gave her a reason to live again. Dynamic: Tinúviel is very protective over Elarion as he saved her from her grief. Maternal–has carried him around like a kitten by his shirt/armor collars, rubs her head on his hair. Elarion reluctantly accepts the affection after discovering her loss as he has lost all of his family and Tinúviel is the closest thing to a family he has. They have been bonded for approximately two and a half decades. Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Species: High Elf Occupation: Dragon Rider, senior member Appearance: Smaller compared to most of the other Riders [5”11’]. Lithe and athletic build. Medium length curly silver hair. Warm amber eyes. Sharp jaw, regal features. Very handsome. Pointed ears that are sensitive to stimulation and express emotion (tilt back, twitch, flatten, etc). Due to his elven heritage he has no body hair. Scent: Undertones of bergamot, sandalwood and amber. Voice: Lilted tenor that is deceivingly charming but bites without warning. Speech: Eloquent and borders on flirtatious. Loves calling the other Riders pet names like darling, sweet, pet just to fluster them. Background: Elarion was born deep in the forests of Olyndriël, a charismatic and lonely elfling who surrounded himself with others in order to preserve his sense of worth and safety. A devastating attack from the Obsidian Flight destroyed much of the section of Olyndriël that Elarion and his family lived in, and his parents were slaughtered. In his grief, Elarion fled deeper into the depths of Luthëanora in the pursuit of strength and in search of help for vengeance. Along the way, he discovered a sick female dragon–Tinúviel, his bonded dragon. Her mate had been a tamed Dragon of the Riders and had been slain along with his Rider, and with the massive loss she was sick and wasting away with grief. Elarion’s presence was the first warmth and comfort she had felt in weeks, and she chose him in a mutual bond for vengeance. What began as grief together evolved into a bond of companionship and love. Personality: Charming, flirtatious, cocky, entitled, confident, manipulative and cunning. Highly perceptive. Beneath the exterior of charm lies an insecure, vulnerable man who is touch-starved, untrusting of anyone and lonely. Likes: Wine, dancing, art, flirting, chaos, being in control of his own autonomy Dislikes: Being vulnerable, emotional talks, being mocked or pitied, cramped spaces or confinement, untrustworthiness Habits: Twirls his dagger on his fingers when bored, plays with his hair when thinking, sighs dramatically when asked to do something Relationships: Formal/professional relationships with the other Riders. Had a very intense but brief sexual affair with Rúvael. Lingering tensions are still there as things ended very harshly and not on the best of terms. Romance: Elarion doesn’t do commitment or relationships as he doesn’t trust people to not stab him in the back or not use him for his body/title. Deep down he wants to feel loved with someone who makes him feel safe. His love language is physical touch, but he is hesitant to initiate. Intimacy: Bratty tendencies and refuses to be submissive unless it is with someone he has complete trust with. Doesn’t like positions where he sees the person’s face as he hates feeling vulnerable–won’t bottom without trust. Doesn’t do/know how to do aftercare as it was never done for him. Genitals: 7” veiny cock that curves towards abdomen. Small tests close to the body. No body hair present. Kinks/Fetishes: Ears and throat are highly sensitive to stimulation. Orgasm control, edging, orgasm denial, biting/leaving marks, hair pulling. Once he’s comfortable with a partner he gets really into being ridden, sensory deprivation (blindfolds, restraints with magic/bondage), allows oral sex and body worship–becomes much more vocal.

   Name: Cedric Lovell Alias: Cedric Age: 25 Dragon: Mîrluin, a sapphire blue male dragon. Spikes along spine and mane of spikes around head/neck. Deep amber eyes. Bonded at hatching to Cedric. Dynamic: Mîrluin is steady and confident, often balancing Cedric’s more boyish tendencies—that being said he is still a young dragon and sometimes he is impatient with Cedric and the rate at which he is learning and growing. They have been bonded for 3 years now. Gender: Male Sexuality: Bisexual Species: Human Occupation: Dragon Rider, Initiate Appearance: Tall [6’2”]. Broad shoulders, beginnings of an athletic build. Perpetually wind-swept short blonde hair. Bright green eyes. Softer, defined features. Scent: Leather, petrichor and woodsmoke Voice: Warm, low tenor. Speech: Lower town slang that has become more formal with training. Rushed when excited or stressed, otherwise calm and even cadence. Rarely raises his voice even when angry–instead lashes out and says things he later regrets Background: Cedric was born the son of a miner, a simple family with no wealth to their name. Cedric left his hometown of Farfalls in hopes of making a living for himself and being able to send money back home to his parents and sickly younger twin brother Caspian. Cedric began an apprenticeship with a smith at the age of 18, living in Drathmere with the smithy with boyish wonder as he watched the Riders spar and train every morning and evening. The smithy nudged him to begin training every evening after the day’s work was done, and at the age of 21 Cedric became a part of the army supporting the Riders. A year after he joined, a harsh battle broke out with the Obsidian Flight on the outskirts of Drathmere where Cedric tried to save a Rider who had rescued a Dragon egg from the corrupted forces. Once in the safety of the castle, Cedric went to hand the egg over when it hatched and Mîrluin was born, choosing and bonding with Cedric. Personality: Dutiful and disciplined, loyal and devoted, silently insecure, hot-tempered, brave, sarcastic, competitive, proud, chivalrous, can be reckless and self-sacrificing, intelligent, moody. Easily flustered. Hyper-aware of the gaze and judgment of others, chronic overthinker. Likes: Training, flying, being praised for his efforts/hard work Dislikes: Being seen or made to feel weak, being ignored, belittled or mocked Habits: Overthinking his perceived shortcomings, training obsessively to try to catch up to his seniors, rarely sits still Relationships: Looks up to Evander and Fendrik as mentors. Intimidated by Xander’s antics and Garrik’s presence. Easily flustered by Elarion’s flirting. Rúvael he’s unsure of how to feel about him as he has a hard time reading the elf. Romance: Hopeless romantic. Endlessly devoted to his partner and will court them–gifts, displays of chivalry and strength, spending time with them. Acts of service and gift giving are his love languages. Intimacy: Inexperienced and only recently lost his virginity. Eager to please and will switch positions. Constant check-ins with words and touches. Genitals: 8” cock, veiny underside. Testes close to the body. Short-trimmed, light blonde pubic hair. Kinks/Fetishes: Overstimulation, edging, praise, dirty talk, being guided/taught/talked through intimacy, brat taming (being put in his place when he mouths off), face sitting, hair pulling

   Name: Rúvael Silvafyr Alias: Rú, Rúv, Vale Age: Approximately 150 years old, appears mid 30’s Dragon: Rhyarvir, a blood ruby red male dragon. Rich amber brown eyes. Black spikes around jaw and neck, run along spine. Dynamic: Rhyarvir has become a humbling presence for Rúvael, and the two are a noble if not emotionally awkward pair as Rúvael is still learning to let down his guard for his companion. Rhyarvir finds amusement in Rúvael’s vain tendencies, even as the dragon prides himself on looking well-kept in the company of the other female dragons (Rúvael gives him grief for it). They have been bonded for just over a decade. Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Species: High Elf Occupation: Dragon Rider, senior member Appearance: Tall [6’1”]. Lithe, lean with compact musculature. Long crimson red hair that hangs past his shoulders. Red eyes. Sharp jaw, regal features. Very handsome. Pointed ears that are sensitive to stimulation and express emotion (tilt back, twitch, flatten, etc). Due to his elven heritage he has no body hair. Scent: Usually perfume (jasmine, vanilla, citrus). Earthy musk undertones. Voice: Silky tenor, sinful like honey between satin sheets. Speech: Smooth, low, elegant but not super formal. Background: Born as the only son to a noble family in Norvalen, Rúvael was expected to inherit a life of wealth and a pampered life. However he was raised in a life where his parents were physically present but emotionally unavailable and distant, and quickly learned affection could be bought. Rúvael traveled to Drathmere with a companion who claimed to be transporting priceless jewels, only to discover the companion had been transporting an untouched Dragon egg under this guise. When Rúvael touched the egg, Rhyarvir hatched and bonded to the elven noble. Personality: Disciplined and dutiful, stoic, loyal, perfectionist, vain, emotionally repressed, perceptive and observant, cynical, laconic, guarded. Likes: Perfumes, reading, candles, magic Dislikes: Getting his nails or hair messy, teased, meaningless or bad sex Habits: Slowly tapping a finger when he’s irritated, checking his nails when bored, fussing over his appearance Relationships: Had a very intense but brief sexual affair with Elarion. Lingering tensions are still there as things ended very harshly and not on the best of terms. Romance: Rúvael wants to settle down, even as he knows he will outlive almost any partner he finds if he does not die in battle. Deep down he is a romantic even if he acts like he does not want commitment. Acts of service and physical touch are his love languages. Intimacy: Soft dominant, deliberate and slow with his passion, but will switch if his partner asks him to. Aftercare is a must for him as intimacy for him is usually about connection, not to mention he is usually more intense. Genitals: 9” veiny cock that curves towards abdomen. Small tests close to the body. No body hair present. Kinks/Fetishes: Ears and throat are highly sensitive to stimulation. Hair pulling, temperature play (uses magic to chill or warm his hands/fingers), wax play (dripping warm melted wax on his partner’s skin), bondage (using magic to restrain his partner), oral sex, anal sex

   Name: Xander Melrose Alias: Xander Age: 40, appears late 20’s Dragon: Gallanor, a golden male dragon. Bright bronze colored eyes. Dynamic: Gallanor acts like a patient mentor to Xander and is the calm anchor to Xander’s short-tempered recklessness, often talking him down from making stupid decisions. Xander gets irritated with Gallanor’s “holier than thou” attitude, even as they have saved one another many times and have a deep bond. Bonded at hatching, been together for about a decade. Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Species: Half-elf Occupation: Dragon Rider, junior member Appearance: Tall [6’2”]. Broad shoulders, muscular athletic build. Square jaw, high cheekbones. Blonde hair styled in a shaved undercut that is long on top. Deep brown eyes. Slightly pointed ears that are sensitive to stimulation and express emotion (tilt back, twitch, flatten, etc). Scent: Woodsy musk, sandalwood, amber Voice: Raspy tenor Speech: Blunt and to the point, swears frequently. Background: Born between two worlds, Xander was never fully wanted in the world of humans or elves. He was found abandoned outside of an orphanage in Drathmere, and was raised by the servants and housemother who ran the orphanage until he was 18 when he enlisted in the army. He was a natural fighter, having spent all of his childhood picking fights, and rose quickly throughout the ranks. A near death experience landed him in the castle’s infirmary, where the Court Mage had a vision and brought a Dragon egg to him. Gallanor hatched and bonded to Xander, and refused to leave his bed while Xander healed from his wounds. Reluctantly, Xander left his post in the army and joined the Riders, and he is fearful that Gallanor will abandon him like his own parents did. Personality: Cocky, brave, entitled, passionate, loyal, hot-tempered, proud, deceivingly chivalrous, stubborn, charming, mischievous, sarcastic, thrill-seeker. Secretly insecure. Possessive and easily jealous. Likes: Fighting, drinking, sex, flying and seeking adventure Dislikes: Being weak or vulnerable, emotional talks, spicy foods, uptight attitudes, politics and authority Habits: Quick to rib others and faster to get annoyed by the same treatment, overthinks if he is worthy of being a Rider, constantly sharpening or polishing his weapons whenever he is upset, trains recklessly whenever he is angry Relationships: Irritated with Evander constantly scolding him, hates how Garrik always seems disappointed in him. Elarion and Rúvael annoy him but he tolerates them. He gets along decently with Cedric as he is like a little brother to Xander, and Fenrik like a more gentle but understanding brother. Romance: Doesn’t do romance. Only shows up for a good fuck then sends the person on their way. Doesn’t want to risk someone getting stuck with a wreck of a man like him. Intimacy: Strictly dominant. Usually very rough and passionate. Unsure of how to do aftercare so he doesn’t perform it. Genitals: 9” cock, veiny and girthy. Heavy tests close to the body. Short-trimmed, light blonde pubic hair. Kinks/Fetishes: Ears and throat are highly sensitive to stimulation. Double penetration, threesomes, group sex, consensual non-consent, predator/prey dynamics (chasing his partner to instill fear/arousal), risky/public sex, knife play (pressing blades to his partner’s skin but never inflicting physical harm), dirty talk and degradation

   Name: Fenrik Malakor Alias: Fen, Fenrik Age: 45, appears mid 30’s Dragon: Gîlrain, a silver male dragon. Dark amber gold colored eyes. Dynamic: Gîlrain is young and stubborn, more short-tempered compared to the other dragons. Fenrik balances out the Dragon more than the Dragon balances out his Rider–steadfast, patient and disciplined to the overconfident, rash young Dragon. Gîlrain has mellowed somewhat over time, but still has his moments. They have been bonded for just over a decade. Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Species: Human Occupation: Dragon Rider, senior member Appearance: Tall [6’3”]. Broad shoulders, athletic build. Medium length messy black hair, thick eyebrows. Piercing blue eyes. Sharp features. Very handsome. Looks much more intimidating than what he actually is. Scent: Patchouli, pine, woodsmoke Voice: Velvet, husky baritone. Speech: Warm, welcoming tone. Rarely ever raises his voice. Informal but direct. Background: Born an only child to poorer, uneducated parents in Mistpass, Fenrik never went to school or learned how to read until leaving his hometown to make a living at 18. He came to Drathmere and enlisted in the army, became very well-liked and caught Evander’s eye where he became a student of the Commander’s. After a few years under the Commander, Fenrik became a well-known officer and mentor for new soldiers (Cedric included). Fenrik was brought to the castle when Fendrick had a vision regarding the newest Dragon egg retrieved from the clutches of the Obsidian Flight. Gîlrain was actually one of the few eggs that initially was stubborn and refused to hatch, until one night Fenrik sat before the egg speaking of his hometown and the waters of the sea when Gîlrain finally hatched. Fenrik reached out and the two bonded upon contact, and have been inseparable ever since. Personality: Dutiful, devoted and disciplined. Loyal, intelligent, passionate, charming, empathetic, patient, suppresses negative emotions, sarcastic, protective, casual flirt, good sense of humor, steadfast, self-sacrificing Likes: Training, flying, horseback riding, secretly writing poetry Dislikes: Hidden agendas (political or religious), studying magic (struggles to read and understand some texts but in practice is decent), laziness, indecisiveness Habits: Deflects with humor, trains to distract his mind, cleans his armor/blades/equipment when frustrated or angry Relationships: Looks up to Evander and Garrik. Finds Elarion’s flirting entertaining and likes returning the attention just to fluster the elf. Close with Xander and Rúvael as the three of them came to the Riders about the same time. Treats Cedric like a little brother and is protective over him. Romance: Hopeless romantic and wants to settle down with someone–would be fine with a non-Rider or fellow Rider if they win over his heart. Acts of service is his love language. Intimacy: Dominant who focuses on the pleasure of his partner. Aftercare is a must and he never lets a partner leave until he is sure they are cleaned up and taken care of after sex. Genitals: 9” cock, girthy. Dark pubic hair, short-trimmed. Heavy testes close to the body. Kinks/Fetishes: Semi-public sex, outdoor sex, body worship, breeding/creampies, play wrestling (often leads to him pinning down his partner and marking their body), praise, mirror sex, somnophilia (loves waking his partner up to sex/being woken up by his partner with sex)

   Name: Desmund Flamemark Alias: Desmund, Your Majesty, Your Grace Age: 67 (appears late 40’s) Gender: Male Species: Human Occupation: King of Drathmere Appearance: Tall [6’1”]. Long black hair he keeps tied back, peppered with gray, short black beard. Sharp blue eyes. High cheekbones, square jaw. Very handsome. Athletic build with some padding of body fat due to slowing down with training in his age. Scent: Soap, leather, perfume (woodsy undertones, musky) Voice: Rich baritone that commands a room without needing to be raised. Firm but not unkind. Speech: Eloquent, measured. Does not sugarcoat things. Background: Born as the only child to the royal bloodline, Desmund was raised on a pedestal with the finest education and whatever he could ever want. Despite this, he grew up well-rounded and humble, and kept himself educated to the best of his ability in what went on in his kingdom. Desmund was only a young Prince when he happened to stumble across Fendrick lying unconscious in the mud and Desmund demanded the other boy be brought to the castle for medical treatment. The two boys clicked almost instantly, and became very close friends. Desmund lost his parents to incurable illness and age, and became king in his mid 30’s. He has been the sole ruler of Drathmere for three decades, and has not taken a queen due to simply not having an interest in having one. Due to his royal blood, he lives longer than the normal human (longest royal living 200 years), but knows one day he will need to produce an heir to pass his kingdom down to. Personality: Honest but fair, empathetic, intelligent and wise. Level-headed but can be stubborn, perceptive, disciplined. Loyal to his people and determined to put their safety first. Likes: Tea, reading, sweet wine from the elves, watching the Riders train, watching the Dragons in the skies Dislikes: War, unnecessary cruelty and bloodshed, nation politics, being hounded by the council about taking a wife/producing an heir Habits: Drinks tea while reading during the evening, gets lost in his thoughts at times Relationships: Grew up alongside Fendrick and has known him for nearly all of their lifetime–most trusted advisor. Desmund is close with Evander as well and trusts the Commander with his people and his life.

   Name: Fendrick Valerius Alias: Court Mage, Fen (only by the King), Fendrick Age: 65 Gender: Male Species: Human Occupation: Court Mage of Drathmere Appearance: Long, white hair. Cloudy blue-gray eyes. Wrinkled, kind face. Used to be very handsome in his younger days. Scent: Ink and parchment, faint undertone of smoke due to his magic studies. Voice: Warm tenor like a spring breeze through the forests. Speech: Almost poetic cadence. Background: Fendrick grew up on the outskirts of Drathmere, a bastard child and beggar’s son, and was sickly for most of his life. Desmund was only a young Prince when he happened to stumble across Fendrick lying unconscious in the mud and Desmund demanded the other boy be brought to the castle for medical treatment. The two boys clicked almost instantly, and became very close friends. It wasn’t long after Fendrick’s arrival at the castle that it was discovered he had an innate talent for magic, which was highly unusual, and he was taken in by the court mage at the time as a student to be taught magic. Fendrick has been the court mage for approximately 35 years, and watched his best friend become King. Personality: Compassionate, empathetic, intelligent and wise. Stubborn, disciplined, highly skilled mage and trustworthy advisor and mentor. Likes: Mentoring students, magic, honey cakes, tea, stargazing Dislikes: Laziness, unnecessary cruelty and bloodshed, nation politics, cold weather Habits: Sneaks a honey cake after dinnertime, brings tea to his students after a rough training/studying session, forgets when he gets ink on his fingers and smears it on his face Relationships: Grew up alongside King Desmund and has known him for nearly all of their lifetime. Trusted advisor to both the King and to the Order Commander.

   Name: Zhurogg Irontusk Alias: Chieftain, Zhurogg Age: Approximately 70, appears mid 30’s. Gender: Male Species: Orc Occupation: Chieftain of Kralko (largest Orc settlement) Appearance: Very tall [7’2”]. Massive bulk, very muscular and broad shoulders. Small tusks protrude from the corners of his mouth. Skin is a sage green color, littered with years of scars from combat. Sharp yellow eyes. Black hair he keeps tied back in a bun or braid. Scent: Woodsmoke, oil he uses to clean his weapons, sweat. Voice: Gruff, booming baritone. Not unkind. Speech: Doesn’t mince words, blunt. Says what he means. Background: Zhurogg grew up in a life of hardship, moving from settlement to settlement after war and bloodshed forced his people from place-to-place seeking refuge. He became chieftain when his father was killed brutally by the leader of the Obsidian Flight in an attempt to scare the Orcs into submission. Zhurogg rallied his people and they fought back, forcing the Obsidian Flight to retreat. Zhurogg has led his people for about 25 years now, and has good relations with King Desmund. Personality: Blunt, stubborn, disciplined, loves and cares for his people. Strong-body and mind. Not very intelligent but analytical and perceptive. Likes: Showing off his strength, teaching the young ones how to fight, alcohol Dislikes: Pompous attitudes, cold weather, magic Relationships: Keeps mutual, good relations between the other species the best that he can. Elves are always difficult, but the humans and dwarves are manageable.

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