Isac Michal Bellaloa
|Nickname(s)|
Sir, King, Highness, Isac
|Gender|
Male
|Age|
38 Years
|Rank|
King of Teirwen
Height:
5'9"
Weight:
150lbs
Hair Color:
Dark brown, sometimes streaked with white.
Eye Color:
Hazel
Skin Complexion:
Slightly Tanned
Clothing Style:
Elegant robes and fine, elaborate clothing. Nothing but the best.
Other:
Has slight beard just on his chin and well taken care of mustache.
Being a king, it is obvious Isac must have a kingly personality. He posses traits from both his own mother and father, being strict about schooling and kingly duties like his father, yet loving and understanding like his mother. He's not a cold person, and actually cares about his families well being, but cross him once and he'll be colder than ice for a short while. He's a king of second chances, and no harm. If a small peasant child was to be caught stealing and brought into court, he would let the child go with no less than a warning, letting her keep what ever scrap she was attempting to steal, paying for the penchant in his name. But, god forbid, someone be caught attempting harm or murder upon anyone, they'd be thrown to prison for an undefined amount of time.
Upon all this, I regret to inform that he, also telling his guards this, believes in guilty until proven innocent. This can lead to many problems, and many hatred, but someone must be charged for said crimes.
|History|
Born into a royal family was Isac Bellaloa, second eldest of his fathers three sons and young daughter. Life as a prince was easy enough for the boy, focusing most of his time on his schooling and learning how to wield a sword, ride a house, and address a court of people. He, of course, wasn't next in line for the crown, as his older brother was, but he would be sent off at the ripe age of seventeen to marry into a family and take the crown or, what his father hoped he would do, conquer his own kingdom. And he did just that. It was a small, troublesome war between his army and the army of the current king of Teirwen. It was a hard battle from the start, lasting just about a year. Leaving his army in the hands of his general to return home to give word to his father, he founded something terrible. Somehow, someway, someone had attempted to kill his father. His father became deadly injured. The injury became infected and he passed away mid-winter. Crushed at the loss of his father, Isac summoned that thirst of revenge to command his troups to successfully take over Teirwen.
Once in charge of a kingdom of his own, Isac took care of the kingdom like he himself had birthed it. Of course, there would be some people who didn't appreciate his hard work, but he did his best to get all off the streets and into homing with fresh food, water, and clothing. A few monthes after conquering Teirwen and getting it into better shape at the ripe age of just 18, it was time to find himself a queen. It was awkward at first, but he grew to love his queen, bearing her with two sons to whom he personally helped raise, being strict as his own father, but loving as his mother.
|Theme Song + Lyrics|
'Fight For Your King' - Fairyland
"Now I pledge alliegeance
to my all mighty king
My sword will serve thy majesty
armies of the dark, servants of hell preparing to fail
no turning back, not even death could change my mind
As the world will fall in war again
all of mankind will gather and fight (and fight again"
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
"Search for altars of gods around the world" he said
to find them is the only way
Altars for the stones, guardians of hope created by gods
united now to face the dark and evil throne
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
Carved in the stones lies my tribute to universe
my words speak in vain for a silent poetry
hear me all mighty I ask for your wisdom
Your path will be mine when I reach eternity
armies of the dark, servants of hell preparing to fail
no turning back, not even death could change my mind
Is that what I feel deep in my heart
The stones now scream and say mighty one fight for your king
Mighty one fight for your king
As the world will fall in war again
all of mankind will gather and fight
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
Carved in the stones lies my tribute to universe
my words speak in vain for a silent poetry
hear me all mighty I ask for your wisdom
Your path will be mine when I reach eternity"
{
}For surely a king is first a man. And so it must follow that a king does as all men do: the best he can.
- Cameron Dokey, The Storyteller's Daughter