The King and his Servants
Character sheets for Lucien and his servants.
Name: Lucien Salvatal
Royal Name: King Lucien Salvatal III.
Status: King of Arlorne, Chieften of the Dharan People, Head of Salvatal Royal Family, ...
Born: Year 8673 Calander of the Gods
Age: 2678
Height: 211cm/6ft11in
Weight: 91kg/200lbs
Prime Weight: 118kg/260lbs
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Black
Race: Upír formerly Dharan.
The King of Arlorne, Lucien is the longest reigning monarch in world history and likely its most powerful. For eight hundred and sixty-three years he has sat immobile on his throne, fading into myth and legend, after nearly destroying the entire continent of Rylocke with his vengeful armies in response to his kingdom being turned into a perpetually dark wasteland. In only the last two decades he had grown silent as well, no longer communicating with his servants at all. A skilled fighter and extremely adept with magic Lucien knows only two equals but there is no equal when it comes to the love he has for his people.
Despite having been beloved by his people in his lifetime, Lucien had some proclivities that were seen as different amongst his people. He never married or had children and had many, many lovers, though never of his own people because of the cultural beliefs and loyalty of the Dharan People.
At present Lucien's dark hair is at the longest length of his long lifetime reaching past the middle of his back. His facial hair forms a scraggly beard as Lucien was never capable of growing it out properly and before his self imposed imprisonment kept clean shaven. After centuries without proper care, Lucien has become gaunt in appearance and sickly in complexion ruining his otherwise handsome appearance. Lucien possess possibly the most handsome voice in existence.
Name: Morrigan Ziudra
Status: Personal Servant and Assistant to the King
Born: Year 637 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 24
Height: 191cm/6ft3in
Weight: 59kg/130lbs
Eye Color: Green formerly Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Race: Dharan
A member of the Ziudra Family, one of the longest serving families of the King, Morrigan is by far the most loyal servant Lucien has ever had. Since she was brought into his service by her father, Allistar, Morrigan has not once left Lucien's service nor spent longer times than needed when forced to leave his castle. From the moment Morrigan was first introduced to Lucien at the age of four, she has wanted nothing more than to be by his side, whether that was as his servant or as she wishes, his wife.
Being a servant of Lucien's Morrigan is a highly trained fighter. In her case she was trained as an assassin and has become skilled in magic and weapons befitting such a style. But that does not mean she cannot fight out in the open as her master saw to it she was a properly trained guard for their king. Magic is something Morrigan is extremely gifted with but rarely shows. Like all the other servants she can speak Dharan and the common tongue of the human realms in the west.
Despite her near isolation in Lucien's castle and dislike of the world outside of the castle, Morrigan is quite cheerful, friendly and polite with most people, though she can be quite outspoken. But there is a double edged sword to her personality as her loyalty and love towards Lucien causes her to be quite volatile and hostile to those who disrespect him or attack her integrity and loyalty. And this volatility of hers can make her quite explosive to others. Unsurprisingly she can be quite reckless as well.
Morrigan is quite the beautiful woman with brown hair that never extends past the tops of her shoulders and frames her face perfectly. Her green eyes are not natural as they were once brown but because of her training with poisons they became a weird green color resembling poison. Her voice is a little deeper than the average woman but maintains a smoothness to it that is very calming. Her skin is very often smooth and pale but will be tanned if she had recently been to the human kingdoms in the west. The palms of her hands are the only exception as they are callused from training.
Name: Talia Arthila-Shari
Status: Maid to the Crown
Born: Year 628 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 33
Height: 203cm/6ft8in
Weight: 91kg/200lbs
Eye Color: Pink
Hair Color: Black
Race: Dharan
After having spent seventeen years away from Lucien's service, becoming a knight and tournament fighter, Talia longed for freedom and left behind her life of comfort for the freedom of the wastelands, returning to Lucien's service as the only maid. Despite having returned Talia maintains a certain style about her that reveals her more luxurious lifestyle as a knight. Her clothes are all very well made and have an air of nobility but they always present her as a proper lady.
Talia's fighting ability was first honed in Lucien's castle until she was thirteen when she left to pursue a different life. As a knight and tournament fighter her skills grew considerably and she is quite proud of them, so much so that even after returning to Lucien's service she will often force the other servants, namely August to train with her. She also has a near frightening ability with magic and uses it well to supplement her fighting ability.
Loyalty and her Dharan heritage are important to Talia but freedom will always come first making her more Dharan in someways than even Lucien. While unafraid of speaking her mind and quite open about most of her past, Talia does not speak much, something that is appreciated by the other servants. She very much treats Morrigan like a little sister and despite her strong sense of loyalty if Lucien were to call her to his bed she would join him despite having a lover in August.
An exceptionally beautiful woman, Talia's black hair reaches down past her waist and she allows her bangs to reach her eyes. If she is working she will tie it all back to keep it out of her way. Her gorgeous pink eyes are something passed down through the ancient royal Arthila family she descends from. Her pale skin is well taken care of much like every other part of her body and despite her routine training she maintains quite a feminine form. Talia's voice matches her physical beauty but average in pitch for a woman.
Name: August Criston
Status: Gardener, Stable Master and Maintainer of Castle Grounds
Born: Year 625 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 36
Height: 229cm/7ft6in
Weight: 145kg/320lbs
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Race: Dharan
Poor August is quite unlucky as his first and only time leaving Lucien's castle resulted in him being conscripted and forced into military service for nearly eighteen years. He only left to pursue his one true passion of becoming a botanist and while attempting to learn more about certain plants in a human city west of Arlorne he was found by a noble's conscription officer and taken into service. Despite his size, August thrived in military service and stayed for far longer than he wished. When he finally had enough August deserted and fled back east returning to Arlorne where he has remained since. During his flight east August bought many books and many seeds to continue his gardening in Arlorne where he has further developed the way Dharans in the wasteland are forced to grow food.
His fighting ability is quite great and quick for someone of his stature surprising many but not his fellow Dharans. Like all servants of the Arlornian Crown he had been trained since he was young to fight and just continued to develop his skills while conscripted. Since returning he often reluctantly trains with Talia.
Complacent is how best to describe August. He has never really possess dreams or passions aside from working with plants and animals. As such he is the least loyal to Lucien but he would never turn his back on his king. Despite being lovers with Talia, he would never hold her down and he often teases Morrigan much like an older brother. August is extremely happy with his current life in the wasteland and has no wish to leave the castle. He would much rather continue gardening, taking care of the horses and maintaining what he can of the castle itself.
August is a ruggedly handsome man with a perfectly balanced voice. His brown hair is kept with some length that August often just pulls back with his hand or keeps under a rag tied around his head. He is the only servant with tanned skin as he spends most of his time beneath magical lights used for growing the food they eat and the plants he just enjoys keeping. Despite being quite muscular he does not have a lot of definition to his body and has a few scars from his time in conscription.
Name: Carolien "Carol" Grandari
Status: Chef to the Crown
Born: Year 585 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 76
Height: 196cm/6ft5in
Weight: 118kg/260
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Grey
Race: Dharan
Carol is one of the grandfather figures of the servants, being the oldest of them. He once left Lucien's service decades prior when he was a young man to make a name for himself as a mercenary. And he achieved his goal becoming quite the famous warrior on the battlefields of the human kingdoms. This continued even after he had married his wife and would continue until he had his first child. He would wish to be there to see his child grow up and so he sought more peaceful work. First this work was in the kitchens of taverns before moving on to noble kitchens. Then as he grew tired of the games played by nobles and their servants Carol took his wife and five children, four daughters and one son, back to Arlorne and his king's castle.
Unlike the other servant's Carol's battlefield reputation still haunts those who fought him. He is likely the greatest warrior currently in service to Lucien, even in his old age and he maintains it well being Talia's second most frequent training partner.
Carol is a great man by all definitions. He is a strong and skilled warrior, a loving husband and father, and loyal to those he gives himself to whether it be his late wife, his family or his king. Despite being an affable person Carol is not always agreeable and can even be dour at certain times of year. To him his family takes precedence over everything else, including Lucien and he still visits his late wife's memorial stone daily. Normally insults and friendly banter roll off him like water on a duck but if the old mercenary in him is forced out Carol will remind the other just where they truly stand to him, whether it is verbally or physically.
Even with his pale skin wrinkled and sagging with old age, the visage of a handsome, squared jawed man still remains. What little grey hair remains atop his head is neatly trimmed much like the thick mustache that covers his mouth. The rest of his body is covered in a neat layer of grey hair. His eyebrows sit neatly above his piercing blue eyes, a color that is quite rare amongst the Dharans. Carol's voice is one of a wise and aged barritone bellow. The muscle mass of his youth is still there, though somewhat lessened as he has put on extra weight in his older age and several scars of his mercenary past dot his skin.
Name: Nikolas "Nick" Ramsis
Status: Chef to the Crown
Born: Year 598 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 63
Height: 179cm/5ft10in
Weight: 59kg/130lbs
Eye Color: Gold
Hair Color: Peppered Black
Race: Dharan
Nikolas is the other grandfather figure of the servants being the second oldest of them. He like the others left Lucien's service when he was a younger man to explore the world and find himself. But what he truly found is only known to Lucien. No one else knows much more than he served as a chef to many a noble and royal kitchen. Unlike the others Nikolas did not make himself a name as a fighter but aside from his abilities with food and the many languages he can speak, read and write, he has brought over one very peculiar skill, Nikolas does not make any sound when he walks.
By all metrics Nikolas is the most normal and average of all of Lucien's servants. He is not particularly physically gifted like August or Carol nor is he very skilled with magic like Talia and Morrigan. He is capable of defending himself with swords and maces against inexperienced foes but those with training will very likely win. Archery is one thing he is quite good with but he uses it almost exclusively for hunting. Most of the magic he knows is suited for kitchen work and not much else. The only outstanding thing about Nikolas is his wardrobe, having worked with nobility for so long he dresses like it, causing him to stand out amongst the servants, even Talia cannot compare.
His relationships with the others is not like the other servants. Carol is as close to a brother to Nikolas as one could get. August is like an old hunting buddy and they often leave the wastelands to go hunting together. Him and Talia get alone well but most of the time he treats her as an annoyance. And Morrigan is the grandchild he never had.
Being as old as he is, all are surprised to learn of his age. Nikolas has aged beyond well. Even in his sixties his long black hair barely beginning to grey, his well taken care of skin still resembles that of a middle-aged man despite a few burn marks and he is still capable of what he was when he was younger. His golden eyes sparkle like real gold and his voice is a pleasant one lying somewhere between tenor and baritone.
Name: Allistar Ziudra
Status: Retired formerly Assistant to the King
Born: Year 611 Calander of the Heavens
Age: 50
Height: 206cm/6ft9in
Weight: 82kg/180lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown/Greying
Race: Dharan
The father of Morrigan, Allistar no longer serves in Lucien's service having been forced to retire due to repeated illness. When he was a young man he visited the human realms for a brief time before returning to Lucien who he asked for permission to leave his service so that he may chase down and be with the woman he had fallen in love with. Only then with Lucien's permission to leave did Allistar leave to find this woman, marry her and have a child together. After four years they decided to leave the human realms as wars were frequent and so Allistar convinced his wife that they should return to Lucien's castle in Arlorne where they lived together until her death nearly a decade ago from the same disease ravaging him.
Allistar in his youth was a capable man but nothing special and he was very loyal to Lucien. He served as Lucien's personal assistant and oversaw the other servants. Like the other servants Allistar is a trained fighter but in is disease ravaged state is incapable of doing much.
Much like his daughter Allistar is loyal to Lucien and to the Dharan people as a whole. He is also the closest person to Lucien, being the only person Lucien would currently call a friend. Having taught Morrigan everything he knows about serving Lucien, to this day he still does his best to continue looking out for his her despite his current state and he misses his wife dearly. The man is also very religious praying to the Goddess Pano nearly every day for the soul of his wife, who despite not being Dharan herself, chose to live as a Dharan with him and their daughter. Contrary to how he behaves, in his youth he could be quite reckless, something Morrigan inherited from him.
Because of his sickly nature Allistar appears quite a bit older than he is. His short brown hair is greying rapidly and receding. His brown eyes seemy to carry the weigt of his exhaustion and his sickness. His voice has become gravely with age, when in his youth it was quite modest. His pale skin has a few scars from his youth when he could occasionally be reckless.
