Profile
- REal Name ???
- pronounced???
- Nickname spade
- Age Ancient
- Gender Male
- Species Non-cs
- Size 8'2"
- Build gladiator
- DESIGN NOTES- Spade's wings are retractable into the tattoos on his back
- His wings do have metallic markings and feathers, naturally, as do his tattoos
- His eyes are silver or gold depending on the light, and glow softly in the dark
- His hair comes down very far
- He does have scars from his years in gladiatorial style combat
- His tail is decorated, and the pieces can be removed. It is naturally very thin.
"There is much to be done..."
Magic exists in all spaces and time, to anyone who seeks to find it. The very air, the world around you, and all spaces in between. Existing between the flattened petals of a pressed flower, it thrives, where you find beauty that isn't often examined. Entities born of this magic are often found in such things, delicate intricacies folded into small objects taken for granted. As fingers curled around the spine of a book left by a late father, their owner had no idea she was about to stumble upon such a thing as unknown and dangerous as this.
A bookmark- or more of a playing card with only a single red spade on the other side- red in color and lined with intricate details, a pair of wings, and an eclipsing moon, shimmering in a golden ink that was difficult to describe. Runic patterns circled the edges, passing her lips as she read them aloud- marveling in the craftsmanship of such a simple object.
As it was, Magic has a funny way of finding people who least expect it, in expected places. And that is how Spade met his new master, the young daughter of a wizard with a knack for collecting these entities of magic, Viviane stood face to face with the remnant of a god in her living room, as startled as anyone could imagine. From there, he was awake, and able to experience the world he'd left behind against his will so long ago..
"At last, I know you."
In his many eons of sleep, and binding to his card, Spade has forgotten his real name and much of his personality was scrubbed in the passage of time. Much like someone in stages of waking up, he is learning how to interact again obeying the holder of his card's law when she commands him to do so, though rarely. When she calls, he comes, and does his best not to trouble or do her any harm. Learning of her life, and the disappearance of her father, he tries to fill the role of her guardian and protector while filling the role of a much needed companion and friend. Family of sorts, or more, if allowed to do so.ack to Top
"Are you alright, Ms Viviane...?"
A budding personality at best, Spade's humanity returns to him slowly but surely through the hazes of broken memories and confusion. A quiet, but calculated man he is very curious and eager to learn of the new world that he's awoken to. He struggles to understand titles and names, often describing things in long, exact and particular fashions such as coffee being "Heated secretions of a seed in water" and sugar as "granulated plant matter" often confusing people around him, until they vividly picture what he is talking about. He is learning, though slowly, and discovering little things he enjoys every day- such as cooking or baking.
As time passes, he will prove to be a more flirtatious sort with a bit more confidence without sacrificing his aura as a powerful being. Easy smiles and delicate mannerisms that will offset the insane power he has, Spade will slowly grow into his own skin and blend in to the world around him though never as anything less than unique. He will remain with Vivi until she seeks to turn him away.
