depentent muse nic johan bertil, as sowed by kay for montmererp. est, she/her pronouns, twenty1+.
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GENERAL
name nic johan bertil
title(s) miss saville-ricci
nickname(s) jo, snuffy ( on account of his blatant snuff dependency during university )
age thirty-three
gender cis man
sexual orientation heterosexual … or so he says
occupation big game hunter ( his lifestyle is still heavily supplemented by his family )
nationality swedish
religion lutheran
class upper-crusted, lives well beyond his means.
place of birth 12 april 1888
hometown uppsala, sweden
faceclaim callum turner
PHYSIQUE
height 6'2"
weight 183 lbs.
build akin to a racing hound & twice as well bred; tall with broad shoulders, and long legs. fairly trim with lingering remnants of his time as a footballer in uni.c
distinguishing marks never saw the warfront but has his share of scaring from experimental medical practices made in attempt to cure his childhood ailment; faint nose freckling & winged ears.
hair light brown, cropped waves styled with a partial sidepart & brushed downward.
eyes cerelean blue with some icy flecks, intense & narrowed.
clothing chic with very little care for the state of fashion today; dresses very smart & can most often been seen in garb fit for the outdoors.
scent(s) leather: like the inside of a smoking room, woodsy with some underlying tinges of citrus.
accent natively speaking, his accent is enthusiastic & relatively bouncy considering he lost most of his dialect to schooling abroad. low, back of the throat speaking tone.
PERSONALITY
summary nic was the royal child who flourished in the light. he look just like his mother, a golden beauty, but he speaks and all you hear is his crisscrossed father. morally questionable at best, but no one can notice. have they seen the way he glitter in the light? that keeness is just a smile? he was good once, but now everyone speaks of him as the ghost in the room. at least he got what he wanted, which no one will talk about because it’s not something that a royal does. now that he's back in yorkshire it’s hard to see anything but the haunted look in his eyes. nic still loves to smile. he just won’t smile for them.
virtues ambitious, temperate, empathetic, resolute, cunning
vices arrogant, domineering, restrained, nihilistic, perfectionistic
moral alignment chaotic neutral
habits patroning the opera. game hunting. gambling. lackadaisical mindset with opulent tendencies.
character tropes tbd.
FAMILY TIES
parents fenrik bertil iii ( king of sweden, alive ), margaret bertil ( queen of sweden, alive )
spouse tba.
HEADCANONS
decorated hunter of big game, spent some of his most formative years riding his father's coatails on outback safari's only to venture out on his own during the brink of wartime.
one of those men to achieve such excellence at a young age that anything that would follow was a pallid comparison; desperately needs to be reinvigorated but turns to certain vices to qualm the dread.
part-time manhattanite when he isn't busy fleeting from one country to another. spent a year in monaco for no particular reason & has taken recess in yorkshire as to celebrate the eve of his wedding.
speaking of marriage, he's not entirely a kept man but the notion of marriage is more-so an ill attempt at relinquishing himself from what he had always known. to him it was the ultimate act of defiance against the crown: his kingdom for love.
oxford changed him partly for the better but most certainly for the worst, as one of his first slices of inadvertent freedom --- though those prying media lenses remained, nic discovered for perhaps the first time what it meant to be himself, however utterly terrifying that might have been.
WANTED PLOTS
tba.














