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Warlord Prince of Dea al Mon
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Rune Lee Lennox ![]() Age: 23 Caste: Warlord Prince Race: Dea al Mon Birth Territory: Dea al Mon Home Territory: Dea al Mon Birthright Jewel: Opal (80) Jewel of rank: Red (25) Description Physical Description: Rune is nothing more than handsome. Just as his Dea al Mon heritage perceives him he has it all. His hair is cropped short and usually ragged upon his head while his eyes are a light, smokey gray. They call too most people and especially to women when they look upon them. His jaw is strong and along odd genetics can sometimes be bristly – it doesn't grow more than that. He's attractive and for the most part that is all Rune finds he has at first – a pretty face. The Warlord Prince would have stood at 6'3, but with his condition he halts at 6'0. He's still tall, but with his limp it is noticeable. His body is worked to the bone showing absolute muscle in his stomach and parts of his legs. The only parts that are real concern to him is those that that were taken away from him. Inner thighs where muscles should have been were taken away from him – slowing his walking. Other than that, Rune has a chunk taken out of his back that doesn't hurt nor affect him, but it is brutal to look upon. He wears light shades of clothing; most being grays and blues. Half the time he finds the Hearth witch of his place figuring it out for him. When the Warlord Prince gets fussy he chooses upon comfy and loose clothing. He hates being restricted more than he has to be. As far as restrictions go, Rune knows his. Born different; placed broken.. He knows what he is. Though his legs aren't dysfunctional, they are broken. He can walk mildly by himself for a good twenty minutes before resting, but otherwise he is in need of the dark wooded cane he uses to get around. Some days are harder when he can't even use the cane is in need of bed rest. Other days he is able to abuse the ability to walk and see what's about. Rune hasn't been farther than the garden. He knows nothing of the outside of it. Personality: Over confident is how some people would describe him-Rune would say otherwise but he wouldn't not admit he's not cocky. Self assured and hoping that every inch of his looks gets him where he wants to be is how he looks upon things. He knows he's good looking, but he has a very limited audience to show that towards. What really dawns on him is his legs. After the attack nothing can help him with the muscle deterioration that he has. If he were to stand full length it would be 6'3, though which his condition he can stand at a good 6'0". He's still tall and lengthy, he just faces the many troubles of his dysfunction. Rune hates it. Accident took him with it when the wolves ate away at his thighs. It is what makes him need the cane has now, though he can go without it for moments. Power from jewels helps, but he is the type to never ask for it. His pain is his burden, which sadly the Warlord Prince does experience. Phantom pain caress his thigh and cause screams throughout the night. Rune is the type though to bite his tongue and forget it. He rarely admits to his leg pain. When he gets the chance, he loves to tell stories. He has many in mind, but reading a good book or telling one to someone is what he loves. It makes him especially good around kids. Rune would love kids in his age, but he also fears it. He fears what they would think of him, just like he secretly feels other people watching him feels. He knows who and what he is, but that still doesn't keep him from the truth. Rune doesn't know much of the outside world, considering he'd been kept inside all his life. He's heard of things, but he'd never experienced them. Will he ever? He doesn't know, nor is it an issue. He mostly believes what books say..There are times though that the Warlord Prince disagrees or roars. Likes: - truth - women - pumpkin pie - sex - card games Dislikes: At least 5 - being treated like a child - unwanted sarcasm - jelly beans - disrespect - being calling crippled History A ruler in the making – that's what Rune was planned to be when his Healer mother and Warlord father heard the news of his birth. Caring for him gently, the clocks within their mind began to tick and that's all they thought about. He was cared for half the time by a nanny though he doesn't remember much, but he got all that he needed. His parents were people of the Courts so went about making sure that when the time was right that their son would be able to take the throne as ruler. Even as he went through his birthright and received Opal, they were there physically, but not in spirit. Rune grew and was taught Court teachings accordingly. He wasn't much for it with his temper and stubbornness, but for some reason his parents just smiled at that fact. They wanted a strong boy and someone who wasn't afraid to speak his mind; Rune was not afraid to do so. He learned the ways of the Court, knew it all like the back of his hand and soon enough became Consort to a Province Queen in his earlier teen years. She was older than him, but he showed nothing but experience and old age. He was taken in one scoop and his parents danced with every inch of it. Years went on as he was her Consort, but as some times come short, he found that he was upon one. She grew ill and he couldn't save her, but he could be there for her. Did he love her? No. Both of them knew that as the years went on, but they had become best friends. To save his parents and hers they pretended. He still mourned her as the Darkness took her and left him with her rulings and no friend. Afterwards Rune knew he couldn't do it so he left. He left everything despite the circumstances and went back home. His parents weren't pleased, but as they saw it, it was one less Queen to worry about to get their son where they wanted him to be. They began plotting again. Months went on with Rune being introduced and forgetting half of the people he was exposed too. Dinner parties, engagements, rulings.. the list went on. The Warlord Prince had no interest with it as his best friend was taken from him. He disengaged and went about finding trouble while his parents pushed him into more Court life. That's when he met Hyrtt. Rune had just descended to Red when he went to celebrate and meet the Prince who changed his life. He bounced off the walls like a ball, which was what drew Rune to him. He was a fireball and even as the Warlord Prince first grumbled at his decisions he began to have fun – with Rune, it was what he needed. Remembering half of how it happened was the issue as Rune woke up the next day, feeling nothing but burning sensations and pain from his thighs, legs and upper shoulder. He screamed as the Healer before him told him to calm down. With his rage he couldn't do such a thing no did he want too as he pushed and screamed. The only thing he saw that affected him was Hyrtt's body across from him laying lifeless as another Healer probed him. He fought and watched, not taking in the words his Healer said as he watch while Hyrtt's body stayed the same. He watched until they gave up and moved towards him. In a fit of rage, the Healers caught him at the right time as he fussed. They induced him so that he slept. All Rune could remember was his friend dying and the pain from his legs. The rest would come later.. When he woke, the pain was another thing. He woke screaming, in his house and bed, though he wished for other places. Rune found out that his friend had died and that he'd probably never walk properly again. He screamed and raged within moments. It took awhile to even calm him down before his father came to see him, seeing what the accident had done to his son. The accident being that they were stupid enough to try and take on two pissed off wolves. The first ate through Hyrtt's throat and the other chewed on Rune's upper thighs and back – leaving where they bit numb and dysfunctional. The phantom pain took him in until his parents explained it. The rest Rune knew he'd have to live with. It was about the same time that the killings began that Rune's parents began to push again. They pushed hard enough that as other males were taken out of the line he became the territory ruler. When Rune reached his position it was the evidence of the rumors that did him in. He knew he was ruler and tried to take responsibility in his own hand, but his father dismissed all of what he said half the time and kept the territory without other Warlord Princes. Other Warlord Princes threatened his son and with the killer.. worked best. His son was ruler and though Rune knew it he was forbidden to go out and say so. The muscles in his legs were weak enough that he needs a cane to walk around. Ashamed with it all his parents kept him inside the palace, deciding for him as as ruler as he doesn't know it. The only part that they allow him to visit is the garden on special occasions. He loves it because of being outside, but what else would he love if he had the chance to experience it? His father dismisses it all as Rune is still ruler. HIs name is kept quiet and he isn't recognized. He isn't anything as far as he's concerned. No one rules, but they do answer to his father, who is the one who picks for Rune. Rune hasn't been out of the house since he was born. He doesn't know of it or his responisibities. He's left in the dark; just like his father wants it to be. Player Info SRawr Edited by SRawr, Dec 28 2010, 11:22 PM.
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| Rune Lennox | Dec 27 2010, 10:15 AM Post #2 |
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Warlord Prince of Dea al Mon
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| Siren | Dec 27 2010, 12:40 PM Post #3 |
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