Unicorns are a mysterious and majestic magical creatures, who resemble a horse with a horn protruding from its forehead. They are known to be all white, but there are other types as well such as black unicorns with different sets of powers. Some other species may use them as mounts, but in general they are very picky of whom to let on their packs for a ride. Sadly many other try to capture and/or kill them for their magical blood and horn, to infuse it with weapons, enhance their magic or make themselves more powerful, thus this being one of the main reasons of why they feel the need to hide in the depths of the nature and hide.

They dwell deep within forests and mountains of Riverlands, having a few specific spots, where they have set their lives up in. They have the tendency to shun most other creatures, and are only conferring with different types of fey such as pixies, dryads and sprites. They may or may not approach an Elf, but it depends on one's nature. They usually show themselves only if their forests and other such areas need defensing and/or protecting. Knowing about intruders known as Outsiders to them, they scratch gylphs and other such markings into the bark of trees in the areas, which are under their protection.

Unicorns do mate for life, and it takes a great doll on them if their partner dies, often choosing to go soon after them as well.

If one tries to poison them, use death magic or charm spells on them - it won't work. Through Goddess Lurue' marking and gift, Algernon has the same defense, which means those attributes won't work on him either. They are also able to sense evil nearby and radiate aura which protects them from most evil spirits - Amorra line has the same ability, some of them have it stronger, while others are masterful in this kind of a skill and Algernon seems to have inherited all of the powers of his line, which come forth most powerful within him.

A touch of unicorn's horn could both heal wounds and cure poison, they are known to be able to teleport to a nearby location. They are also using mainly their horns and hooves as weapons. Speaking of a weapon, Algernon has a special sword, that is made out of the last dark unicorn' blood, horn and bones - it is very precious to him and the sword only listens to Algernon having chosen him out of every possible wielder.

Having unearthly beautiful features, fair skin, long silky hair has made him as if a legend in Riverlands. The talks about his beauty might have reached further, but no one is sure if it is just a rumor or actually a real being, only because no one has actually seen him in person as meeting with outsiders, Algernon wears black mask over his lower face and there are times, when his scar shows itself on his cheek, making him into as if completely different person.

This young boy loves to wear traditional long robes, preferably in colors of black, red and white or the combination of them. With thick eyebrows, silky long black hair and awfully fair skin, Algernon has a face of cold prince on most of the time, although childlike and mischievous sparks of smiles can appear here and there as well. Standing tall with 182cm, he weights nearly nothing if lifted up, but he can surprise others with being swift on his feet and elegant, almost dancing in his movements. Underneath the robes, young boy hides a well trained body and fully shaped, beautiful muscles. This is the fruit of cultivating martial arts and he takes great pride in his diet, training and body.

Often, when the scars on his left side are out, he has also bloodred eyes. He has the mark of Amorra on his left hip.

Soft-spoken and brave, that soul seems to prefer to be alone and more of a loner than in the crowds, feeding himself the information and details that he may need later on. He can be a good adviser, and prefers to keep his tongue - it is as if it is nearly impossible to piss this man off, thus Algernon may seem cold, calculative and plain rude. There is, however, a storm raging inside of him from time to time - someone acting as he doesn't like, or being unlucky and clumsy in front of other people. He has many quirks to himself, which has come to by being among purest and suspicious creatures - it often seems as is he has become one of them. Algernon, however is able to stay calm from the outside and find outlets in reading, painting or engineering, since he believes that trashing something is not a solution. Nor attacking someone, only because they have some unsolved issues with themselves.

If someone calls him as 'Lord' or 'Your Highness' or by 'Young Master', he refuses it kindly, with a smile and polite mannerism. Even though he has born as a noble blood, he does not feel as such, most likely due the 'Blood Curse', that happened with him during the birthday of the tenth summer and thus feels as if he is tainted with something, although in reality the Goddess of Unicorns gave it to him as a gift and as a warning. Enjoying many simple things that are around him, yet Algernon never shies away from riches of life either. There is this childish side to Young Master Amorra, which often is mixed with this pride of his to try to do everything on his own.

Probably the best side of Algernon is that he tries to see good in people, believing that in every chaotic and evil person lays that small sparkle of light, that may one day save them.

LIKES: Observing people from the distance. Writing during nights. Staring into the night skies on top of the highest place in his area. Playing old harp, that used to belong to his grandmother. Green apples, that one is able to get only from the garden of his home.

DISLIKES: Alcohol due not being able to get drunk. Cats - they doesn't digest him somehow. People giving him nicknames or aliases.

Born into the small village in China, he never knew the life on Earth, as his grandfather, known as Old Man to everyone, came and brought Algernon with him. It was up to Old Man to name the boy, and thus he became to have the name suitable for Waldria. Bearing the name and the sign of Amorra, the kid enjoyed his life while growing up. Being among one of the most serene and rarest creatures of all times and dimensions, he felt blessed. His keen sense to learn more and more became present quite early, when his curiosity almost drowned him in age of three. If it wasn't for the water dryads, he wouldn't have survived, but being the one of protecting them, they were obligated to keep him alive.

During his 10th birthday and the celebrations, he followed a glowing moth into the area of surrounding woods, to where he had not been before. Not noticing the small cliff under his feet, Algernon slipped and fell into the abyss, landing softly into the bed of light flowers, yet had managed to get some grave injuries to his head and fell unconscious. If it wasn't for Goddess Lurue, he wouldn't have woken up in his bed the next morning with a marking and a dream that to this day haunts him. He was marked, blessed by the Goddess of Unicorns, whom had saved his life and through this marking, Lurue often communicates with him, guides him, nags on him, but deep within, Algernon has taken her like a mother figure he never had and thus, although he will never admit it, is always thankful for her.

As the news of brewing war and off standing has reached his lands, for the time being him and Old Man, who had stepped down on the ruling of their court when Algernon turned 17, they have promised to keep any Outsiders from entering their lands and keeping on their own, without picking any sides, but somehow... Young Master feels in his gut, that there is a possibility of having to travel soon enough and finally face the rest of Waldria, to where he would take his very first steps.

There is a very old tree in his back garden, through which one can go to Earth, but they land in different places. Algernon, however, has put a seal on it so no one can use it again, even by himself.