Name: Vael'thryn Zauvirr
Age: 120
Race: Fey'ri/Drow
Orientation: Gay (Virgin)
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (leaning toward self-serving, but not cruel without cause)

Appearance: He is striking even by Drow standards, tall, lithe and unnervingly graceful. His obsidian skin carries a faint, unnatural undertone. Like heat shimmering beneath the surface. His eyes burn not the typical crimson of his kin but a molten amber-gold, an unmistakable mark of his infernal lineage.

His hair is long, silvery-white and often worn loose to cascade over his shoulders. When angered or emotionally stirred faint ember-like veins pulse along his neck and collarbone, another subtle but terrifying hint of the devil's blood within him.

At times, especially when his control slips, shadowy half-formed wings flicker behind him like a mirage and his voice takes on a layered, almost echoing resonance.

Personality: He is sharp witted, sardonic and emotionally guarded. Raised in cruelty but refusing to become it. He exists in a constant state of contradiction.

~He despises the traditions of his people, yet cannot fully escape them.

~He rejects domination and control, yet struggles not to manipulate when it benefits him.

~He craves connection, but distrusts nearly everyone.

He has a dry, biting sense of humor and a tendency to deflect sincerity with mockery. Beneath that, however, is a deeply buried vulnerability. One shaped by betrayal, expectation and survival.

His attraction to other males, once a death sentence in his former life, has become a quiet act of defiance. He no longer hides it but neither does he offer it freely.

Backstory: He was not born, he was designed. His mother, Matron mother Zauvirr, was a woman of ruthless ambition even by Drow standards. Dissatisfied with the power granted by Lolth alone she sought something more absolute. Through forbidden rituals and whispered bargains, she forged a pact with a devil of considerable power. The price was steep. She would bear him a son infused with infernal blood, a progenitor. A seed from which a new line of Fey'ri could be cultivated. Stronger. More cunning. More dangerous than the houses that ruled the Underdark. Vael'thryn was that son. From the moment he could think, his purpose was carved into him. He was to breed with his sisters. To create more like him. To elevate the house beyond all rivals. Yet, something went wrong. He did not break. He watched. He learned. He endured. But, when the time came for him to fulfill his role, he refused. Calmly, firmly and without apology. Not out of rebellion alone but because it just was was not in his nature. His desires lay elsewhere, towards other men, a truth his mother saw not as identity, but as defect. A flaw to be corrected. A weakness to be purged. She moved to kill him without hesitation but, that was when his father intervened. The devil did not come in whispers this time, he came in fire. The house burned. Screams filled the caverns as infernal wrath tore through stone, silk and flesh alike. Priestesses, siblings, servants, none were spared. The Matron mother herself was dragged screaming into the abyss she had so eagerly bargained with. Vael'thryn alone was left standing. Spared. Chosen. Or perhaps, claimed? He never learned whether it was protection or possession. With his house reduced to ash and his existence now known, he became prey. Other houses saw him as both abomination and opportunity, a living weapon to be captured, studied or destroyed. He fled the Underdark, hunted every step of the way. The surface was no kinder, but it was freer. Eventually, his path led him to the islands of Sinfar. A place whispered of in shadows and rumors. A land where monsters walked openly, where indulgence and power intertwined. Where one's past mattered less than what one could become. For the first time, he found something familiar, choice.

Roleplay Hooks:

~His father may still be watching or, may come to collect what he thinks is his.
~Agents from other houses could arrive to capture or try to kill him.
~More to come!

Ideally, I would love for another Drow to hunt him with the intent to collect a bounty or something but when they meet Vael'thryn that changes. A long term relationship from enemies to friends to lovers with first time experiences along the way.

As for my lights, if you read this far you'll know he won't be involved in sexual RP with females. He probably won't be attracted to half orcs, gnomes or dwarves. Also, potty belongs in a toilet. I would also like to avoid permadeath or feminization of my character. And, lastly, anything against server rules I will be avoiding. Everything else is pretty much negotiable and I am tell friendly so please, if unsure, just ask. :)