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𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓻𝔂

𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓫𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓽

[B A S I C S]

|| Name ||

Calix Odyeus.

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|| Gender ||

Male.

|| Age ||

He has been stuck at the age of sixteen for well over 2000 years.

|| Sexuality ||

Quite homosexual.

|| Species ||

A powerful hybrid between a vampire and dragon.

[ P H Y S I Q U E ]

|| Height ||

Approx. 5'8

|| Weight ||

150lbs.

|| A P P E A R A N C E ||

The smallest as well as the seemingly youngest of them all.
Calix has reached a permanent standstill with his youthful, boyish appearance and build. His body is lean and built for graceful agility and ungodly speed. Though that is not to say his strength lacks in power and to assume such things is like writing out a deathwish you'd wish to take back. His skin is a milky pale yet smooth and unscathed as if he had been born again. Feathery strands of obsidian hair sit atop his head in an unruly fashion and sweeps messily across his forehead to hang over his eyes lest he pushes it back. His eyes are bicolored; the right being a dark, murky steel blue and the left a deep, darkened purple that seems to give off the faintest of glows. His ears are pierced with two black studs and cuffs along the cartilage as well. Calix will often be found dressed in nice, formal attire; be it the full on suit or just a button down and slacks, the young lad is finnicky with his appearance.

[ M E N T A L ]

|| P E R S O N A ||

Wry, conniving, and rather passive-aggressive, along with a heaping side of meditative- an odd mixture, Calix is an all around little shit. One that doesn't really have to bat a violent or harsh eye towards someone to get under their skin. He works so calmly, with such classed aloofness and playing it innocent, that his mere presence tends to be enough to bring a grimace to one's face. It only seems to get better; if he is aware that he irks at one's nerves, he will use it annoyingly to his advantage. Some would say just like he is caught up in his physical, youthful appearance, he still can quite act like a child when he wishes. Though there is more to him than meets the eye. A creature who has been around for over a thousand years, child or not, grows in knowledge and matures in strength.

Calix does not always act as if he were an annoying brat. He can be rather mellow and, if put in some dominant presence, tends to come around and realise his place. It's as if the majority of his behavior takes a sharp turn and he becomes slightly keen on putting his services toward that person. Calix, as one might say, is Advisor material. He refuses to allow his youthful demeanor to place him lower than others in society as his pride borders on being larger than himself.

Whereas someone of his particular...kind, would act so spiteful and vile with most people for the mere hell of it, Calix has had to condition himself so that no one may see him as something they can trample right over. He's acquired a very low tolerance for most people as in the past they have done nothing but mock him and deter his trust.

Calix has always strived to be better than the other, to exceed in knowledge and other means of physical skill that most would merely laugh at him for. And if the sheer intimidation of his newfound mastery of skill and knowledge does not silence his mockers send them fleeing, he is therefore driven to silence them permanently.

Perhaps the boy simply lives his neverending life of frustration and misplacement, simply feeling the inward need to prove himself to someone at such intensity. To be understood and shown acceptance. Along with his other certain preferences and...needs, Calix is more so compatible with a partner of strict dominance, however, he isn't below admitting that he is picky for the right reasons and it does take a certain someone to really keep him hunkered down.

[ EXTRA INFO]

• Calix is a keenly pristine master of the grand piano and violin. It causes his guard to drop and send him into a vulnerable state of bliss.

• He has a strong liking for dressing finely in a questionable manner. Trench coats, knee-high boots, ribbon ties....silken bow collars.

• He finds heavily aged wine more to his taste.

• He was born a Greek noble and does carry the title of Lord with him, however, he finds his interests more toward advising working along those of a higher status.

• He speaks Greek and Norwegian fluently.

[ DRAGON CONCEPT ]

Although he has a large amount of feathers in sections of his body and his wings are basically feathered with the same mesmerizing dark galaxy concept to them that he cause to flare up when he wishes.