Description

Personality

Solobun is a quiet,brooding young man that has all but given up on his life ever being happy. His siblings shun him for what he did before being brought her and he avoids them because of how much he despises contact with others. He is however very polite,and tolerant,even to those he dislikes.He rarely displays any outward emotion and most see him as a lethargic child,undesrving of the gifts he has.Where as he views most others as fools and wants littel to nothing to do with them. His only peace is found when he's alone and even now he's tortured by what happened to the only person he ever cared for.

Equipment

Solobun has a pair of twins swords which he calls Pain and Suffering,beyond this the only other things he carries is his clothing,which has a few secrets of their own and a large murder of crows that follows him everywhere.

History

Solobun was always a quiet and distant child,he seemed to carry a under current of hatred for everyone around him and fully devoted himself to learning hand-to-hand combat as well as taking up training to dual wield a pair of longswords.He didn't care much for combat or anything like that,but he well knew what was expected of him and figured that if he at least gave himself the illusion of choice it would make his life a small amount better.
Even as a child he kept himself closed off from others,rarely speaking,and when he did it was always straight to the point,he hated beating around the bush and few cared to speak with him due to the fact that he was brief and usually brutally honest.
He often spent his time in the gardens,the only place he found any kind of peace,would be flocked by murders of crows and ravens,his only true friends. Many saw this as an ill omen,even by demonic standards,and avoided the place while he was there.
When he was old enough,he was predictably sent to war where he proved himself time and again as a ruthless,cold and calculating warrior.His men had a rather high casualty rate,but they never failed in their mission,no matter the odds that were against them.
During one such skirmish Solobun and his men were facing off against a host of angels close to their own numbers,Solobun and the angel leading the others faced of for what felt like hours.Back and forth the two went,neither gaining a foot-hold over the other,merely remaining in a dead-lock.
After a long furious combat of pure grace and beautiful swordsmanship,the enemy angel slipped and fell forward,Solobun's sword connected with his enemy's helmet,tearing it from it's head.As the helmet flew,lush,red hair fell out from beneath it,revealing the most beautiful thing Solobun had even seen,he was so stunned by her beauty that he didn't even flinch as she took advantage of his inaction and rammed her sword into his side.He looked,half-dazedly at the sword and then back at her,a smile briefly lighting his face for the first time in his existence.The angel pulled her sword gently free and laid her hand on it,the wound closing as she did,then she order her troops to pull back.As they took wing one of Solobun's men fired an arrow at them,with a roar Solobun chopped him down and ordered his men to return to camp.
As the others fell into their normal routine and duties Solobun slipped from the encampment and made his way to the angel's so that he might find her.After hours of searching he finally stumbled across her and as the weeks progressed they both began slipping away and spending as much time together as they could,blissfully ignorant of those from both sides who had begun to follow them.
The night they were planning on running away together and trying to live their lives in ahppiness and peace they were surrounded by a host of demons.After a brief struggle they were both over powered and Solobun was chained and shackled while they dragged the girl off,and after a time of doing unspeakable things to her they dragged her back before him,she leaned forward and kissed his cheek seconds before one of the demons chopped her wings off and slit her throat.Letting loose a roar of hate,anger and agony Solobun tried forcing his way out of his chains,all for naught though.
Withing an hour he had fallen back into himself,becoming as he had before he met her,his emotion and consciousness crawling deep inside himself,he went limp and seemingly lifeless in the arms of his former allies as he was dragged back to his father's castle,for weeks they kept him locked in the dungeons below until his father finally summoned him.
"Solobun",he said,"You have dishonored me and disgraced yourself,to think a son of mine would dare have any sort of love for our most hated of enemies...you disappoint me.The penalty for your transgression is death,but fortunately for you I need you Solobun.I have entered into negotiations of peace with King Samuel,and to solidify our peace you and you siblings are to marry his children and forge an agreeable peace between them,and us. If you disappoint,or fail me again Solobun,madness and death will be a kind and blessed release from what you'll experience,and I will deny you both.You will be taken to the castle where this is to be held shortly,I expect you to be ready in an hour."
And with that Solobun was taken to the castle to wed someone he has never met,and fulfill the wishes of a man he hates more than anything.