Name: Avery<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Race/Species: Human<br/>Royalty/Knight/Servant/Peasant: Knight<br/>Occupation: Mage/Tactician<br/>Lives in What Kingdom: Areth<br/>Description: Standing at 5'11", Avery has thick, blonde hair always slicked down that ends partway down his neck. His skin is a very pale tone, and his face is very youthful with big blue eyes. His body type is very skinny, almost feminine in build. He usually wears a thick purple cloak with magnificent designs stitched with starlight yellow threads. The hood is usually over his head, even indoors, unless in the presence of royalty. He wears run-of-the-mill clothing underneath, from a shirt to pants to boots, all made of a lousy leather.<br/>Vore Preferences: No M/M, No Scat, No Watersports. Reformation available upon request.<br/><br/>Things certainly were peaceful in Areth as of late. Almost<span style="font-style: italic">too</span>peaceful. The last time there was a kingdom wide crisis was some years ago, when the former king and queen were assassinated on the road to a neighboring kingdom. But a war didn't even spur from that. It wasn't that Avery wanted war to happen, it's that he was afraid of when it would happen. Being the main tactician and practically military advisor of the Areth kingdom, Avery had only experienced one war in his life, and it was devastating. Granted, they won in the end, but not without loss. Avery's own parents were killed in the early parts of his military career, leaving him devastated. Every soldier on his side lost felt like another burden put on his shoulders. Despite this, Avery wanted to do everything in his power to protect innocent and just lives.<br/><br/>The mage was wandering the castle halls aimlessly, glancing out the windows occasionally. However, the princess soon caught his eye, and he looked at her curiously. Avery looked to see no when else was within his immediate vicinity before moving a bit closer to the window and watching Saphira admiringly. The princess was fresh change of pace to other royalty, even her parents. She didn't demand respect and treated her subjects as equals, sometimes seeming to care more about Areth than herself. It was selflessness like that, along with her own quirks and beauty that attracted Avery to her. A warm smile was brought to Avery's face as he watched Saphira ride in the stables, looking like she was having the time of her life.