as flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
BASIC INFO
name: daiam
age: 19
alliance: imber
occupation: knight
marital status: unmarried
faceclaim: skandar keynes
( trigger warnings for abuse, violence, war, death, and toxic relationships. )
BIOGRAPHY
he wasn’t born a fighter. as a child, he’d wanted an education in science — he’d always held a fascination with stars and celestial bodies. unfortunately, it wasn’t a mutual feeling. the heavens were against him, handing him the worst of circumstances: his mother? a lowborn laborer of mixed ancestry. his father? a no-show. being born of an unlawful affair merited the resenment of his imber-born stepfather and half-siblings, while his calx-raised mother passed to him her anger at the man who took her dignity and her heart and her optimism and left her nothing but a shameful reputation and one bastard boy to care for.
peace is a strange and foreign thing. if the region had ever been peaceful, he can’t remember it; the war began four years after he was born. it didn’t help that he lived on the border of the two territories, or that the land of his residence was the supposed root of the dispute. home became synonymous to warzone: calx struck imber with trebuchet projectiles and his stepfather struck his mother with relentless fists. and war left him with two important lessons: violence was always the answer and forgiveness was never a question.
he was a bastard, lowborn, and poor. an education in science was out of the question. still, the desire to escape and rise above his status persisted. having no special skills or education that could help him find an occupation, he was forced to do the only thing life allowed him to do: fight. at eleven years old, daiam began training as a lnight. he wasn’t the best at it, but he definitely worked the hardest. no one has determination greater than that of a bastard with something to prove. daiam lived and breathed swordfighting; sheer tenacity got his skills improving at a rapid rate, and eventually, at the ripe age of fourteen, he was knighted.
his superiors grew impressed with his ferocity in battle, recognizing the young boy as a formidable asset. daiam did not stop striving. he pushed past perfection; determined to make sure they’d forget his roots and instead see the person he had built himself to become.
but glory comes with a price. having grown up on the border, the divide between cultures isn’t quite as clear, and whenever he drives his sword into an enemy’s flesh he can’t help but feel that he’s killing one of his own. though each body he breaks is another stepping stone to higher status, his conscience grows weary as remorse weighs down his shoulder. if his mother hated him before, she loathes him now, and so do the rest of the calx natives, he assumes. imber looks at him and sees a weapon; calx looks at him and sees a monster. he can no longer decide which is worse.
now, a new enemy rises, assuaging divisions between people. sure, the infection’s a tragedy, but it’s also an opportunity to protect humanity and drown out his sins, a chance at clearing his conscience, a chance at redemption.
he wasn’t born a fighter, but god knows he’s ready to die one.
WANTED CONNECTIONS ( ft. quotes from edmund of shakespeare’s king lear not narnia )
❝ yours in the ranks of death ❞ comrades. these are fellow soldiers that have gained his respect and loyalty. exclusive to house imber. ( taken by callum saxon and alistaire lennard ! )
❝ fools by heavenly compulsion ❞ friends. not necessarily in the military, but people daiam has known for a long time and can be himself around. ( i just want to explore the more light-hearted side of devrim that he hasn’t shown much due to the amount of character development it requires in the normal verse. also , he only has One friend in the normal verse like, please be kind enough to give him some in this pLEASE ) ( taken by ashley banks, but still open ! )
❝ we were villains on necessity ❞ rivals / enemies. ( OPEN ) it’s impossible to make a living out of fighting without making a few of those. they’re both probably just doing their jobs and resent each other for the mere fact that they serve different houses. exclusive to people from the house of calx.
❝ our father’s love is to the bastard ❞ biological father or half-sibling on father’s side. ( OPEN ) white. if it’s the father, it’ll only work if your muse is above mid-thirties and also the type of person to get someone pregnant and leave. uh just give me estranged family angst? p l e a s e
BONUS ( ft. the princess bride quotes )
❝ as you wish. ❞ crush. ( OPEN ) unrequited love/infatuation sort of thing. no gender preference, but keep it age appropriate. also preferably someone of higher status. think prologue westley and buttercup, yes? infatuation is unfamiliar to daiam, and he’s always been more of a man of action than a man of words, so when a crush springs up he doesn’t really know how else to show affection other than doing whatever they say. ( taken by ingrid sergeant ! )
❝ my name is iñigo montoya. you have killed my father. prepare to die. ❞ I N I G O M O N T O Y A. it’s all in the name. daiam has killed your muse’s father and your muse seeks revenge. tbh it doesn’t have to be their father and it doesn’t have to involve revenge, but a lot of anger and angst o my ? this is preferably for ppl of calx bc it was a war kill. list E n, please give me thsi. i beg u,,, PLEASE ( taken by olivia staford ! )
