HIGHBORN, vaelys targaryen

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[attr="class,"bioentry"]A deeply passionate soul with an acute eye for beauty in many forms, Vaelys Targaryen can be best described as aesthetic. The man moves with a youthful grace that seems to mirror his pristine form. He dances words in an elegant fashion, just shy of theatrical in presentation and more along the lines of poetic intensity. Being away from the main line of successions has provided him the opportunity of full freedom of expression, and the man has become dedicated to the idea of adventure and creating happiness. Albeit his fervently artistic persona, fragile would be inaccurate when describing the smiling prince. Although he is oft benevolent, he possessed an impish curiosity that has him breaking logic against the brick walls of man. "Because" is never enough for him, and he dips his toes in every body of water that might hold some beautiful, addicting knowledge. While he is shy of a pest, his company is not always welcome, and though friendly, many might not be able to tolerate his prodding ways. Perhaps most concerning is his presentation of cunning and cleverness - without any proof resulting in either. He both seems too aware of a situation as well as painfully oblivious to it, and many are unsure if it is just him being artificial, or a powerful mastery of the drama.

[attr="class","bioheader"]history.

[attr="class,"bioentry"]A middle child molds a man into a certain caste of character. Vaelys was born into class, but his position put him as a man that never looked at the throne in admiration or ambition. The string of events that would have to happen for him to be king was so specific that only a existence of predestined fate would create such a scenario -- that or a fairy tale. In retrospect, he always saw that as a blessing, to be lifted from that burden of hunger and to be allowed freedom exempt from envy. As a youth, he had always been compared to the Old King Jeahaerys I, a man renowned for his wisdom, due to his own wisened perspective. Assuming he wasn't feigning it all.
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With his freedom, Vaelys was only raised to be a gentleman and worthy member of the Targaryen household. He studied politics, swordsmanship, the art of war, culture, leadership, tact, science, and every bit of subject inbetween as they all did. And like them all, and especially like the middle child of a second branch, he wasn't expected to be expert's in every field; just adept enough to not look a fool in the presence of the lords that served his house. Cookie cutter in appearance, but a curious explorer beyond the mold. The blooming of his budding character would occur after a visit to Lys into his thirteenth year.
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While many blamed his trip for his drastic change, believing he became infatuated with the lifestyle, Vaelys desperately hid the truth of his experience. His first night would be haunted with dreams of dreadful dragons bearing teeth and clashing claws. One night of oddity was nothing to be alarmed about, but the second, the third, and the fourth night this dream reoccurred growing longer the details of the plot unfolding before him. It was too tough to interpret at the time but discerning reality was different after. A dragon dream was known to happen within the Targaryen line, Aegon V pleaded others to follow such a dream, and it led to the birth of a creature from extinction. Vaelys' differed in clarity. At times he would be visited by creatures of fantasy and faces of old in an arrangement of places and lights that were impossible for a young and developing mind to every interpret; other times it was a simple vision of a man walking before him in a hurry, only for him to see that exact event happen the morning after in Lys.
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Vaelys' dreams were never use to use for fortune telling, though having such ability did bring a confidence with him, and it expressed itself in representing a personification of Lys. If he was to be what he was, he felt his own self needed to match in splendor. He'd practice magnificence in order to be worthy of such a gift -- that's what the tales always told. It was never the ordinary faced farmer that bards sung their stories of, it was always the insidious tyrant, or the valiant knight. As much as he maligned others, he felt he was good at heart and chased the path of beauty.
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Despite how often his dreams occurred, and how much of the unexpected was expected to him, Vaelys never ventured into messing with the threads of fate. He was a mouthy spectator to everything that unfolded for what he dreamed of. And as he grew older, he became more complacent as the observer of fate, be it bad or good. At times he may have left hints for prevention, but they were crafted riddles versus guidance. Never were they solved, but it was amusing to see the quizzical face of a man holding a feather moments before a bird's song drew his attention.

[attr="class","bioheader"]inventory.

[attr="class,"bioentry"]HEARTSEEKER: A blade Vaelys petitioned heavily for to complete his image. Using his connections he discovered a blacksmith well enough that would craft the blade for him using the guidance of Lysian artists to turn the piece into a ceremonial saber versus a tool of war. It sits at his side in an ivory sheath would golden embroidery that is scarcely decorated with sapphire. The blade itself is made in the fashion of a mortuary sword with an elegant hand guard and a single edge with a razor-tipped point. A true hero's blade.

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GREENSIGHT: Better known as Dragon Dreams to those with the blood of dragons, Vaelys is oft visited by dreams of the future, present, and past. While they vary in clarity, he is typically given more clear visions of the mundane with bigger stories coming at him in intricate and hard to discern art pieces.

[attr="class","bioline"]twenty-six

[attr="class","bioline"]male

[attr="class","bioline"]heterosexual

[attr="class","bioline"]5'09

[attr="class","bioline"]135lbs

[attr="class","bioline"]highborn

[attr="class","bioline"]YURI!!! ON ICE, viktor nikiforov

[attr="class","bioline"]winter

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