
Warlord Prince

Group: Summer Sky to Opal
Posts: 21
Member No.: 41
Joined: 2-September 08

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Character Details
Name: Keesan Dagdah Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Tacean Caste: Warlord Prince Home Territory Tacea Birthright jewels: Summersky
Appearance: Keesan is a tall, lean and powerful example of everything male. At 6'5", most people must look up to him to look into his eyes. Nice for being intimidating but a bit of a pain for being easily recognized. He doesn't have a frame that screams warrior, lean and nimble. He's very quick on his feet wearing clothes that are easy to move in. He only owns one outfit that he can properly dress up in.
His face is rather handsome. Resting on a rather long neck, his jaw line is very smooth. His nose, a tiny bit large depending on the angle you look at him, fits nicely with his big lips. He has large, brown eyes that are generally covered by his wavy, dark brown hair.
Personality: Completely untrained in courtly behavior, Keesan is a bit...uncouth. Not that he knows what that word means. He finds knowledge to be something learned by doing, not reading about. That's a part of what lead him so strongly to training to be a guard. He loved being able to do as he learned the skills and the techniques. He showed great aptitude as well, being alowed to lead small contingents of other guard at a very young age. This helps buffer his temper as a warlord prince but that fire still burns when he is pushed to protect his queen or anyone he cares about.
He also enjoys a good time. He cracks jokes and pulls pranks when the time is right. Having a gagle of sisters taught him when wasn't appropriate. When he doesn't have a deadly weapon in his hands, he's just a down to earth guy who likes to hang around people who aren't stuffy or pretentious.
At the moment, he is healing from the loss of his sister, aunt and the queen that he served. The last one doesn't disturb him so much considering he was ready to find a new queen but it does make him feel like a failure. He is more loathe to admit his feelings to people now, not wanting his feelings to get in the way of his job.
History Keesan grew up surrounded by estrogen. With four sisters, a mother, an aunt and all of their friends, Keesan and his dad were their only male support system. Keesan can't even count the amount of times he'd been turned into someone's doll when he was younger; getting dressed up in a dress, having flowery hats placed on his head despite his protests. It was all quite embarassing. When he recieved his summersky at his birthright, he was glad to be living at his fathers, and glad that his father lived next door to his mother and sisters.
His sisters kept the males in check, making sure their house was clean, leading to a tidy streak in the male that he can't seem to rid himself of. His sisters, although three are older then him, are under his strict protection. When he was seven and his eldest sister brought home her first lover, it was Keesan who drilled the male until he had a headache. It was a rather short lived relationship to say the least.
His protective streak only grew after he began training to be a guard. No one could think of anything better suited for him and so that's where they sent him. His father had been a guard at one point but didn't have the heart for it. Keesan took to it naturally and was more than happy to show the boyos who came around all the new moves he had learned. Being impetious, he got his butt kicked on a few occasions when he faught other trained guards. His poor sisters couldn't wait until he was done with training and became an actual guard.
He began serving a province queen with considerable influence in Tacea. He hadn't wanted to leave his sisters behind and this queen was the closest. He showed a lot of promise as he went and had met with the queen on a few occasions. He hadn't been overly impressed by her and the blood male in him wanted to feel that connection with the queen he served. He was just about to excuse himself from her service when the purge happened.
Sadly though, one of his sisters and his aunt, black widows for district queens, had been eliminated in the event. He changed a little, becoming slightly more introverted with his feelings even though he acted the same in public. It was painful knowing he couldn't protect the woman that had been important in his life.
Family Father:: Danu Dagdah: yello - rose, Prince Mother:: Mohrl Loonar: tiger's eye - purple dusk, Healer Aunt:: Leedia Loonar: purple dusk - green, Priestess deceased in purch Sister:: Mandra Loonar: tiger's eye - rose, Witch Sister:: Kavian Loonar: , Summer sky - green, Healer deceased in purge Sister:: Jahda Loonar: rose - undescended, Witch Sister:: Kali Loonar: yellow - tiger's eye, Witch
RP sample Even the most sunlit days seemed to be dull lately. With Aunt Leedia and Kavian gone, the entire family was out of whack and it was tearing at him. Sitting on the grave of his sister, he reflected on the past little while. He had failed his queen and his aunt and his sister. It was wrenching that he hadn't been good enough to keep them safe from something he had no control over. That thought frustrated him beyond words. The fact that there was something that couldn't be solved with a sword unnerved him. He couldn't fight with words. He was too simple for that. He only had the sword.
He knew that sitting there, stewing, would do nothing to prove he could protect someone. He needed a queen. One better then the previous queen he had failed. Someone who really seemed to care about Tacea or their province, not just their court. He needed to find a guard to train with. Basically, he just needed a purpose.
After a short farewell to the dead, he got up and began his search.
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