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Xanthos Demirci

"Once, a king sent another a letter threatening to raze the city if he captured it. In response, the latter sent back a single word. 'If.'"

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a character in “Dawn Brigade”, as played by Layla

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CHARACTER FILE No. 01
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XANTHOS DEMIRCI.....................................Lord
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The lost prince turned rebel fighter. He established the Dawn Brigade alongside his childhood friends to free Reskea from Faeyeran tyranny. A master of deception, he lives in service of his kingdom.

...ImageStrength.......Strength...............Weapon.........Sieglinde
Weakness.... Magic...............Alignment....Neutral Good

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        P E R S O N A
        twenty six | six foot one | azure | light ash brown


        Sunlight cast its gaze upon him, illuminating lips that were quick to smile and eyes the hue of cloudless skies. Whilst at a glance his build was imposing, Xanthos was in truth only fractionally more intimidating than a plush bed more often than not. Despite being capable of brute strength, he utilised it only with provocation and reason. Possessing bottomless patience and an equally insatiable appetite, he only ever showed irritation when hungry.

        Despite his kindness, Xanthos cast a cold shadow to those unaccustomed to his brute honesty and wickedly dry humour. The only lies he told with great enthusiasm were those in service of sarcasm, though his greatest half-deception of all was that he was "Xan, short for Alexander, but I'll respond to your highness or your grace." The absolute stillness of his facial muscles regardless of the words unravelling from his tongue made him an excellent liar, as it was near impossible for any but his closest of friends to distinguish his truths from fibs.

        As a child, Xanthos had been bitterly shy. Countless noble girls were introduced to him by their eager parents, but he had desired their attentions even less than he enjoyed raw broccoli. He had many years to be aggressively shaken from the safety of his shell and when he emerged, it was found he had a natural magnetism. Charismatic and oftentimes unwittingly funny, it seemed for a time that Reskea would be safe in his hands. That was, until the war forced him from his future throne.

        Xanthos cared deeply for the Reskean people, but had always felt inadequate, as one should with one of the greatest strategists of all time for a father and an assigned protector perfectly equipped to be king beside him. Xanthos had never possessed a desire to rule over anyone but recognised the alternative would be infinitely worse. He respected all people regardless of their gender or even their kingdom of origin. Even Faeyerans deserved a proper burial for even the most savage of dictators had people who cared.



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CHARISMATIC..Xanthos has quite an alluring demeanour and can be convin-
cing when he needs to be, though more likely he's unintentionally endearing.


CALM..Assuming they succeed, he will likely inherit a broken throne. Not being
one to panic regardless of the situation, he can be quite useful in emergencies.


SWIMMING..He had always possessed a love of the ocean and remains his s-
strength in water today.



APPETITE]..The volume of food consumed had to twice as great as the
effort it took to maintain his physique or he'd die. If not physically, spiritually.


FACE..Few possess a poker face as impressive as his, but despite being
altruistic, his resting expression of irritation and distaste wins him no favours.


EMOTIONALLY INEPT..Xanthos does not respond well to displays of e-
motion despite his caring. Tears are the devil's curse.





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        A C T U M .T E M P U S


        The years before the war unfurled as a dream. His mother's hair had fallen around him like whispers of moonlight, her pale hands wrapping around his small frame like petals folded around its stem. She had told him stories of great heroes, and had been so certain of his grand destiny that she'd named him after a sacred river that granted immortal life. Her own had been finite. She returned to the earth before his fifth Spring.

        Left with only an echo of his beloved wife within his son after countless miscarriages stripped him of others, the king became wholly immersed in the protection of his child and heir. The gates shuttered for Xanthos and he was left to the confines of his castle. There were few his age in the royal grounds who weren't brought to him with the intent of a future alliance brought about by marriage. Xanthos became unbearably lonely in the years that followed, but the memory of his mother's prayer that her child might one day be a strong and kind king compelled his endurance.

        The first time he met Alain Silesia, the boy laid all his lessons in combat to waste. Xanthos stared, defeated, at the stretch of blue sky, shock and the strike that knocked the wind from his chest maintaining his stillness. Alain had bent forward and offered the prince his hand. Xanthos took it, only to yank the other boy down beside him. They became inseparable from that day forward. Later, he befriended Nealan Contè and Emmeryn Altira, who were to each other what Alain was to him. Though they would leave to pursue careers different to those he and Alain were born into, they remained irreplaceable.

        The war shattered the soft, murky hues of his dream, its sharp edges illuminating everything with painful clarity. The Crown Prince had imagined numerous years in his father's long life that he would have to prepare, but Faeyer ensured that day would come too quickly, if it came at all.

        He recalled the day he was ushered through the castle in the dead of night with only his assigned protector at his side. Xanthos found himself beyond the castle walls after years spent within. The first few months had been difficult - all his life Xanthos had been taught to be prince and he was ill-equipped to be anything else. Yet the horrors he witnessed befall his kingdom overwhelmed all uncertainty and together with his childhood friends, they embarked on a treacherous journey to free their home.




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        B E L L U M
        lord | strength | magic | swords and axes


        Prince Xanthos had never fancied the hours he accumulated indoors. Frankly, he could not imagine anyone who might appreciate being hustled from one tutor to another like a slab of meat journeying into the bellies of entitled nobles. He anticipated only his weapons and defence classes, which granted him access to his friends. Archer, mage, knight and prince. Their fates were as interwoven and different as cardinal points. Being a lord, he was given a sword, but Xanthos insisted he learn to brandish axes as well. If only to best his lance-wielding best friend.

        Xanthos had been a pale, plump child who indulged too often in his governess' treacle tarts. Yet some time between puberty and adulthood, he became the bronzed and muscled creature he was today. What had once felt painfully heavy, Xanthos now scarcely noticed the weight of. He lifted broadswords and axes with relative ease, though the bulk of his body and preferred weapons hindered his agility. He compensated for his poorer speed with infrequent but brutal attacks.

        Despite his combative abilities, Xanthos was not one who resorted to violence when alternatives were available. His witnessing the death of his people strengthened only his resolve not to see any more, regardless of their being his ally or enemy. He was fiercely protective of his people and established the Dawn Brigade to demand Faeyer's surrender, but he would not stoop to the savagery of their neighbours.




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SIEGLINDE..The bladed twin to Alain's lance, given to the prince by his father.
KILLER AXE..Heavy but slow, capable of inflicting great damage.
NOBLE RAPIER..Inflicts effective damage against cavalry and armoured units.


LEATHER ARMOUR..Offers some defence though predominantly chosen for its mobility.
SILVER CARD..Entitles him to notable discounts at most armoires and merchant stalls.
HEIRLOOM..Ring forged of gold and a mysterious incandescent stone he won't remove.





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                  ( OOC )

                  FACE CLAIM: ben dahlhaus
                  #B6B6B4 CODE: #B6B6B4
                  PORTRAYED BY: layla
                  CS CREATED BY: Epimetheus
                  TIME ZONE: AEDT

                  DISCLAIMER: the big text secti
                  ons of this sheet, (the personal
                  ity, biography & combat sectio
                  ns) are heavily inspired by one
                  of verix's character sheets. (i
                  love her)<- u can delete that
                  sentence.
                  _( ASSOCIATED )
                  ..words and phrases

                  "I don’t pay attention to the world ending. It has ended for me
                  many times and began again in the morning."

                  Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Pellente
                  Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Pellente
                  "Swallow your pride, you will not die, it’s not poison."
                  Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Pellente
                  Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Pellente
                  "Surely it is a privilege to approach the end still believing in
                  something."
                  just use this space for like word spam, short phrases or links to
                  pictures of quotes that remind you of your character. Have fun
                  with it, they can be silly. In fact, I use this section primarily for
                  "Never touch your idols - the gilding will stick to your fingers."
                  _( MISC )

                  Enjoys grunting, scoffing and occasionally wheezing just to m-
                  ake Alain think he's dying bc omg I've failed completely as a g-
                  uardian and now must walk an eternity in shame.
                  Likes growin-
                  g his beard, chopping wood, wrestling bears and producing tes-
                  tosterone. Alain is both his best friend and his rival to the death.
                  He will never forgive him for seducing the first love of his life at
                  the vulnerable age of twelve. Her choosing a measly knight over
                  a prince is literally the source of his every insecurity and he will
                  forgive him when Alain admits his wrongdoing or one of them
                  dies. And okay so, like, Sana has a dragon, yes, but...yeah, Sana
                  has a dragon. Perihelion the Pegasus seems to like him though,
                  buthe's 90% sure the horse is shortsighted and thinks he's a pre-
                  tty girl because of his hair. Which, by the way, is 100% natural.

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So begins...

Xanthos Demirci's Story