"Let yourself laugh. It's better than silence and easier than weeping."
Daniel Blythe
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Nicknames and Aliases:
Desmond Uhler (when in Germany)
Ansel Devereux (when in France)
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Gender:
Male
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Age:
19
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Human Ethnicity:
Caucasian-German
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Sexual Orientation:
Secret Bisexual
(frowned upon so he plays a heterosexual flirt at parties)
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Race:
Djinn
Status:
Marquess (eldest son of a duke)
Favorite Color:
Crimson
Aryan Blonde
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Eye Color:
Chocolate Brown
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Height:
5' 11"
Weight:
168 lbs
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Scars:
Many scars on his palms/knees--reduced to barely visible white lines from an angel's healing.
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Oddities:
Nothing at first sight would distinguish himself from a group, other than his handsome features.
Personality:
{Mystic, Kind, Loves to Laugh, Flirtatious, Suave}
Charming at social gatherings, splendid at making small talk, dismissive at serious matters, and terrible at personal relations--there are many ways to describe Daniel. Or Desmond. Or Ansel, for that matter. Just depending on where you were, what day it was, and whether the tide was in or out you could find a different side to the elusive son of Sir Blythe, Duke of Redding.
Daniel can always be found at the nearest party, no matter the class. Rarely a lady under his arm, he prefers them either on the opposite couch engaged in deep gossip or beneath his well toned body in any bed. High society has many secrets, and Daniel is a master of weaving the facts from many sources into story, discerning the fact from the fiction and using this knowledge as power. His motto: "Always be the smartest person in the room."
Many have tried to evade Daniel's ego and barriers to connect with the young man inside. Even his parents cannot clearly describe their son, other than he is a "free spirit with great ambition." His friends abound in every country or region, as he is difficult to dislike, but ask them directly to describe Daniel and they would note on his wit or how clever he is. Admired by all and accepted by none, that is his burden to bear. For he knows that if any creep too close they might become more than a close mate--the bonds of friendship could distort into chains of servitude as they become his master.
Attending Parties
Gossiping (listening rather than telling)
Traveling
Swimming
Manipulating
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Habits:
Bites his lower lip when astonished || Smiles at random times to a secret joke || Thinks better when shirtless || Goes swimming when he needs to think
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Likes/Loves:
- Water
- Happy People
- Details
- Random Knowledge
- Diplomacy
- Well-Devised Plans
- Logic
- Playing Games
- Mischievous Girls
- Curious Boys
- Red Hair
- Salty, Dried Meats
- Anger
- When less fortunate are hurt or abused
- Boredom
- Deep and personal conversations
- Losing
- Vampires
- Most Fruits
- Vermin
Firstborn of a Duke, Daniel was blessed with an easy path from the start. The best education, four private tutors in fact, helped mold his mind and sharpen his wit. A private coach would push his physical body to the limit day after day with exercises such as swimming and climbing. On Daniel's fourteenth birthday his father decided to personally train his son to become a man. The months flew by as father and son performed many activities from horseback riding to royal diplomacy. And young man aced every test set before him.
Now the Duke of Redding was not only a loving parent but a careful one too. His son's constant success confirmed a suspicion--an ancient fable murmured from the mouths of India's elders. You see Daniel's birth was very untimely--he was born 3 months earlier than normal children. All the midwives and doctors were sent for to help the dying child, but no medicine could turn the death sentence. Approaching madness the Duke of Redding sought after a wizened hermit from Arabia who was rumored to heal that which medicine could not. The hermit offered only a simple flask and a ritual, explaining that sometimes a baby's human spirit could be caught in a bottle and a guardian spirit would fill the body. He told a fable of a higher power which could channel the power of the immortals to the mortals.
When Daniel was sixteen years of age his father and mother told him this story. He listened incredulously and when the story was finished they produced the flask which was used to save him at birth. His father warned him that whoever had the container had power over him, so that he should hide the container from the world. The teen was astonished and hurt that his parents would keep this a secret from him for so long. With the flask in his possession, he no longer felt the attachment or the love he once had for his father and mother. So he requested to "study abroad" and left the mansion in Redding for a bright future anywhere he desired.
Face Claim:
Alex Pettyfer