Profile of Arran

A blanket of snow covers his form, delicate and soft in the way it gently slopes over perfectly shaped muscle from vast amounts of training his body. At first glance he may look like a prince walking along the ghostly Winter Forest halls but upon closer inspection one can see a lack of anything within his emerald orbs besides that of pure determination. A slope from lack of sleep sinks his eyes ever so slightly, though it is hardly noticeable until the light casts the perfect shadow over his visage.

Warrior or prince, whichever will you get in the end when you finally hear his velvet voice?

Design by Kit, Avatar by Claerie

What he desires in life matters above all else in the world, followed closely by that of order; family no longer falling into the realm of his loyalty tiers. Duty bound by his position in the army, he will hold the law to his own morals, doing as he believes suits him best while doing as the law provides him that sealing grasp. This can make him impulsive while equally ironclad, holding up the book and slamming it down without any care on if it is right in the eyes of those he doesn't hold dear. Even those he loves are not safe from it, willing to stab those closest to him in the back at any turn in his life if it means higher means for himself. Greed and a quest for emotion pushes him forward into the maw of every storm, hoping one day the world will give him life instead of headaches.

Owl acquired during event on previous account.