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James Silverson

You can call me daddy.

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by Sambea

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ImageName:
James Silverson

Age:
33

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Appearance:
James stands at six feet four inches. He weighs around one hundred and sixty-five pounds. James is very fit and muscular due to him working out. He has silver hair and yellow eyes. He likes to wear suits most of the time unless he is relaxing at home or sleeping. He wears gloves and an eye patch over his left eye.

Personality:
James is a very sten looking gentleman, which in a way he is. He doesn't like talking much unless it is to his clients and when it comes to trusting people he doesn't except for his brother. James is a materialistic man who values money over certain humans. He does hold grudges and believes revenge is a dish best served cold.

History:
James is the first twin out of the set. He was born to Tristan and Faylyn Silverson. His twin brother is Luther. They were raised to one of the richest families in the kingdom. Their family came from a long line of mobsters or gangs. His family dealt with selling black marketed items, and still do.

When James was a twelve him and his brother were practicing their swordsmanship, because to their father fighting your own battle and winning was the only outcome for his sons. It had been raining that morning, and despite protest from other members of the family and his advisors, their father wanted them to practice. James and lunged forward a bit too hard and cut his left eye causing him to go blind. Now he wears an eyepatch, because to him it reminds him of his failure to be the best.

By the time he was sixteen, he had been working with is father and brother in the business. A lovely woman who had been visiting the King and Queen also was visiting his family. A night of entertaining her lead him to explore out of his father's business and into another dark market. When he turned eighteen him and his brother left the family business and became escorts, opening their own business.

So begins...

James Silverson's Story

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James had been watching Marcus from the shadows for a long time. He had been the one to start the rumors in the castle in hopes to smoke out the one person he needed, Erorn. Him and his brotherhood had a thing to settle with Marcus. James always held onto his grudges like they were his children. So he plotted and stalked Marcus for some time. He stayed in the city to deal with Erorn and his brother's went to the islands to get Elwin. They were going to settle this... his way.

James stayed in the shadows when Erorn walked out of the castle. He looked broken and his mind was hazy. James knew that he wouldn't be on guard or maybe he would think he was Marcus going after him. They were a good ways away from people when James decided to make his move. He snuck up behind him and struck Erorn in the back of the head hard enough to make him fall, but James caught him in time before he fell on the ground. Throwing him over his shoulder he tied Erorn up placed him in the back of a wagon before riding off to his secret house.

There he untied Erorn once he was in his room and locked the door.

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Erorn had no idea what had happened. He had been walking from the castle when he suddenly felt a pain at the back of his head. Now he was waking up in this strange room he didn't recognize. His first instinct was to reach for his sword, but he walked out without taking anything with him. "Fuck!" He whispered. He looked around the room for something he could use to get out. He was already sure that the door would be locked."Why would any one want to kidnap me?" He muttered. there were no windows, no way out, just a bed. He started pounding on the door and yelling. "Look, I don't know what you think you're going to accomplish, but I'm a Royal guard. I will get out of here and I will kill you. If you think I'm a good ransom you're mistaken, I can assure you the Royal family would sooner replace me than pay for my return. Let me out now and I'll spare your life." He knew his threat of killing him was only half empty, but the kidnappers didn't.

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James was in the living area reading a book by the fire when the kid had finally woke. It was about time, James was wondering if he had hit him too hard. Standing, James put the book down and walked over to the room he was in and unlocked it shoving him back into the room before closing and locking it. You would be safer here, Erorn. You have no idea where you even are. You leave this house and you will be eaten within minutes. We are very far from the kingdom. Plus... where are you going to go? Home? You mean the one you left behind with the prince? He leaned against the door and stared down at him. He got why Marcus might have wanted him as a toy. He was small and his eyes were innocent and blue.

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Erorn glared at him, looking for any weakness he could exploit. He didn't know why or how he knew his name, but it bugged the hell out of him. "So this is about Marcus, then. Do you really think he want's me back? If he wanted me he would have come after me, even if I told him not to. Hell, you're doing him a favor, there won't be any evidence that he ever cared about me. Hell you'll be doing me a favor, I won't have to live without him. Might as well just get it over with."

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James stared coldly at the kid. He was getting slightly annoyed with him already. They way he drowned himself in self pity. You really are a child... I have been watching you and him for some time. He smirked for the first time since, Who you think spread that rumor? I had a feeling you would have ran out on him... it was just a matter of time, but if you are over him... He pushed himself off the door, striding over to him, and tilted his chin up, leaning in, I could use a little fun.

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"What is wrong with you people? Does your brain not function at a certain height? Are you not able to hear me correctly all the way up there? Sheesh you're as bad as Marcus." He sighed. "I just fucking told you I was okay with you killing me so I didn't have to worry about living without him. What part of any of that suggests that I'm over him?" He said in frustration. "And I'm not a fucking child. I don't need you to explain shit like the fact that you set up this trap and have been watching Marcus and me. That's pretty clear by the fact that you have kidnapped me. Just do whatever you're gonna do and then when Marcus never shows up you'll see what a waste of time this was."

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James glared down at him. You put so little faith in a man you so desperately love. He ushered him to his bed, laying him down, and kissing down his neck. Are you sure you ever really loved him? Are maybe you just lustfully wanted him? Mmm... and when he does come... will he want a used toy? These are some important questions, Eron. He smirked and looked down at him.

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"My love for him was always a little one sided. And if you'd been paying any sort of attention to him while watching us you'd realize how selfish he is. If he does come here and sees that you took something that I promised to him what do you think he will do to you? If he loves me enough to come after me, and he finds that you violated me, there's no force on this planet that will save you. Is that a risk you're willing to take?" He said with disdain.

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James smiled, it was dark and somewhat twisted. I am looking forward to that. He ran his thumb gently over Erorn's lips before standing up, Dinner will be done within an hour. I will let you out of your room then... all doors are locked and the windows are sealed shut. He walked towards the door, hand on the knob, James looked over his shoulder. I am not going to hurt you... that isn't my plan. I just need to get Marcus here. You aren't the only one that will be kept here. I know Marcus more than you. I have seen the way he looks at you and I know he is willing to sacrifice his own life for yours. Which... if you weren't so childish, would have seen when he asked to take a break. You have no idea what his father would have done if he caught you two. I hate Marcus, but you could at least give the damn guy some credit. The last bit was said in disgust. He opened the door and gently closed and locked it.

James straightened his suit and went to the kitchen to begin cooking.

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Erorn shook his head in disbelief. He did know more about Marcus than Erorn, but who's fault was that. Marcus would never open up to him. He knew that he loved Erorn, because he didn't follow. He was just hoping that this guy would buy his bluff and give up a weakness. So far all he could see was that this guy knew a lot about Marcus and had only one eye. He wanted Marcus to save him and at the same time he wanted him to stay away. Something else stood out in his mind too. "Not the only one who will be kept here? Oh shit, he's going after Elwin!" He realized. There was nothing he could do now.

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James had set up the table for the two of them. Each had a neat plate of steak and vegetables with a glass of wine and water. He was proud of his accomplishment. James walked to the boy's room and unlocked it. Dinner is served, please follow me. He said and walked to the dining area. He pulled out a seat for Erorn before taking his own, Your brother, Josh, is an interesting man. Too bad he had to leave, though. He looked down at his plate and slowly cut his steak and taking a bite.

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Erorn saw a flaw in his story, he wasn't aware that Josh was returning for the wedding, he was the only person that Erorn invited. He hoped that he would come looking for him even if Marcus didn't. He looked at the steak, but he was wary about eating it. There were any number of poisons or drugs that could be added to it that wouldn't have a smell or flavor. He thought about it for a few seconds before coming to the conclusion that he was worth more to him alive than dead or sick. He took a small bite. Noticing the stake knife he knew that with his training he could throw it and embed it in his skull before he took his next bite, but he also knew that he had no idea what kind of training he had, nor how many men he had outside the house waiting to burst in at the first sign of trouble. "So you've obviously known Marcus for a long time, what did he do to piss you off?" He asked, his tone still as dry and flat as it had been since he spoke to Marcus. "It seems that he does that to everyone he meets. Oh by the way, when is Elwin going to be joining us? He is the other person you're kidnapping right? Because you're so confident that he's coming for me that you needed a back up hostage that was a sure thing." He turned back down to his plate and continued eating. He figured at the very least he could get under his skin and irritate him before the shit hit the fan.

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James was almost done with his plate when the kid started to talk. That is business between Marcus and I, though I can tell you that Elwin isn't really a hostage per say... You see I want him and you in my business. You two have features that would suit well in bringing in people and income. Simple as that. That was all he said before finishing off his plate. He placed his knife and fork on the plate and leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs, and resting his hands in his lap. I think you are... attractive. It is a shame though that you had to fall for a man who couldn't express his feelings for you in the open. When Erorn was done he took his plate and utensils and went to the kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves and began washing them.

You are free to roam if you want. I will warn you though, all rooms are locked except for the library and your room. There is a bathroom that is connected to your room. No windows in any open room... So off you go, unless you find me great company. He said, never looking away from the sink.

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Erorn was confused by the comments. Business? Attractive? Was he a pimp?! "Just a quick question. I get that you're missing an eye and all, but are you blind in the other one too? In what universe is a short, ginger haired, pale elf with anger issues attractive? Seriously, that must be a very specific clientele you have if you think I'd bring in business."

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James nostrils flared when his eye was mentioned, but it angered him that Erorn thought that he wasn't attractive. Hr finished the dishes and dried his hands before turning around and looking at him. He was glaring at Erorn, but not in an angry way,
just a disappointed way. You have a tiny frame, beautiful eyes, and and innocent look. Many men would pay for you. He walked out of the kitchen and back to his book on the couch. The fire was still roaring and he decided he would let Erorn do as he wished.

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"Well, even if others did see me the way only you and Marcus seem to, if you're in the business I think you're in, I wouldn't be very good. I have no experience in that area." He muttered as he turned and went back to his room and laid down on the bed. He figure the best way to get through this was to sleep through it until someone showed up. He knew there were guards outside, even if he couldn't see them, so breaking a window was out of the question and getting the keys to the house was surely impossible. Sleep brought the only comfort he would have for a while. He dreamed of Marcus, he relived the first kiss then he relived the first time he said that he loved him. It made him feel warm inside. He woke up in the middle of the night, he could almost feel his arms around him still. He was crying again.

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James saw that he went to his room and didn't come out. He read for a while when he heard the crying. James never actually cared how people felt unless it was his client or brotherhood. Erorn wasn't so much part of it as he was a tool to get Marcus here. But he got up and walked into Erorn's room and sat at the end of his bed. Would you like for me to sleep with you, Erorn? He asked, his voice calm and deep. He never did this for anyone, but he needed Erorn to calm down.

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"Are you fucking serious?" He shouted. "Why the hell would I want that? I'm not the kind of man you want me to be. There's no way you could possibly bring me any comfort. I don't want you to sleep with me, I don't want you to do anything with me. I just fucking left the man I love because I wanted to keep him safe from my own selfishness only to find out that I was the bait in some sick twisted trap by a one-eyed monster who wants to pimp me out. I think I'm a bit justified in crying over here."

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James had enough of his pity and the mention of his eye. He pinned Erorn on his bed and growled, I think you need to learn your place, child. I was going to be gentle with you because I pitied you because Marcus treated you the way he did. The fact that you two couldn't be public about it, but honestly... I see why he got tired of you. He flipped Erorn over, Are you ready to learn?

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Erorn was hurt by the way he was talking about Marcus. He wasn't able to push James off. The room was dark apart from the moonlight beaming in through the window, it landed right across his eyes making it appear as though they were glowing a deep electric blue. He stopped struggling and glared up at James. "My place is at Marcus' side." he growled.

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James grabbed him by the collar and dragged him off to the living room, Stay there. He ordered before going to one of the rooms and taking out a suit before going back and handing it to him, I am going to teach you not to be such a damn pain in the ass. Elwin will be coming here. Marcus will have to choose between the two. Maybe if you learn to stop being such a damn crybaby and so damn clingy, like a child, he will pick you. I have no idea why Josh thought it would be a good idea for me to teach you anything. I have my patience, but you kid... you are the fucking worse. You lack self confidence and esteem. I feel like you suck the life right out of him. He snarled before grabbing his book and placing it on the shelf.

Honestly, I have watched you for the time you arrived till the time you ran out like a sad child who didn't get what he wanted. Learn some independence and, god I can't believe I am saying this, learn to love yourself... actually... He walked over to the door and opened it, I may have kidnapped you, but I have been nothing but kind to you... except for that moment in your bedroom, I am sorry for that, but you can leave... you can walk right out that door. You have NOTHING to defend yourself and you are a few hours away from another human or elf or dwarf. There are creatures out there that come out at this time. It is only you and me here. Marcus will come if you are alive or not... if I wanted to kill you I would have. He glared back the kid.

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"Josh? My brother? That fucking son of a bitch is in on this?! I should have figured as much, the bastard was always doing stupid shit like this as a kid." At that point it seemed like the world was against him. He sighed. He walked over to the door and shut it. "Fine, teach me. We both know I don't stand a chance of being chosen when Elwin is an option. So teach me to be self-confident, see if you can erase 26 years of being the target of everyone's jokes and always being told that I'm not good enough because I'm shorter than everyone else. As for being independent, I got by fine on my own for ten years before being assigned to guard Marcus. That won't be an issue. Let's see what you can do. I'll cooperate." He glared back.

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James smirked, Good, boy. Now come on. Stand by the fireplace and looked towards me. He said as he himself walked over to the couch and sat. When Erorn did as he said he began to talk. You took your weakness, being short and all, and used it to better yourself. You became the prince's personal bodyguard. Now do that again and use it to get what you want without force. First and foremost, your height and pettiness in not your weakness. It is your greatest asset. It is the one thing you have that Elwin could never have. Next is your eyes... and then your lips... and so forth. You have an innocent and naive look. Play innocent and you could have Marcus eating out of your hand. How you think Elwin had him coming back? Next you need to work on your temper and crying... no one likes an angry crying child. You learned when you joined the arm how to be tough... it is going to take some practicing, but you can be tough and look innocent at the same time. We have a good bit of time before Elwin gets here. So we can work on that... you have to trust me, Erorn. I only want the best for and from you. I know potential when I see it. His hard face soften with a smile. James knew how to play the caring teacher with a stern hand. He needed Erorn to learn how to serve and play his card so when Marcus came he could pick him over Elwin and they could finally have the one they wanted. Elwin had fiery red hair that he knew men and women would love to run their fingers through, plus he could sew and they could cut cost of buying outfits.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: James Silverson

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Erorn loved the idea of Marcus fawning over him for once instead of the other way around. He also couldn't ignore the way James found the best things in all the faults that Erorn thought he had. He gave a smile and did his best to look innocent and pure, his eyes going wide. "So what do I need to do first?" He asked with a sweet tone.

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James thanked his father for teaching him how to control his emotions and actions. Erorn could have men eating out of his hand if he learned to play his card right. James got up, moving around the coffee table and sitting in front of him. For your first try... pretty well, though the rest of your body needs to loosen up and we need to work on your vocal tones, but all is well with practice. I still think your pride is getting in you way. James took Erorn's hips and twisted them gently so his body could relax. You can call me Daddy until I feel like you aren't embarrassed to call me that anymore... then we will move on to some more embarrassing things. Your pride makes you think too much. James looked up at the kid, his forever resting stern face softened. If I can teach Marcus, I can teach you. Erorn, he will be eating out of your hand in no time. He smiled, though this time it wasn't forced.