is that not kurgan frosthell? i have seen them bearing the crest of vissai, their loyalty worn plain upon their garb. they are said to have lived for 70 winters and are of the sorcerer folk, shaped by blood and custom alike. by birth, choice, or circumstance, they walk the path of a master of war, a place they now hold in the world. those who speak of them name them both disciplined and unrelenting, though not without flaw, for they are likewise inflexible and paranoid.
look closer still, and you will find their tastes laid bare: full armor even in peacetimes, large hands that are uncharacteristically adroit, the scent of dragon fire — small signs of who they truly are.
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: [ KURGAN LUCANIS THALINDOR FROSTHELL ] NICKNAME: [ M'LORD, SIR, DADDY ] AGE: [ 70 ] GENDER, PRONOUNS: [ MALE, HE/HIM ] TITLE: [ MASTER OF WAR ] SPECIES: [ SORCERER ] KINGDOM: [ VISSAI ] HOUSE WORDS: [ FIRE ABOVE, STONE BELOW ] ESTATE NAME: [ KRAGFYR ] OCCUPATION: [ BLADEMASTER, MAGIC KNIGHT ] RELIGION: [ THE FROSTHELLS OBSERVE THE CULTURAL PRACTICES OF THE WINGED BEAST, THEY HAVE NOTORIOUSLY ADHERED TO THE FAITH OF THE OLD GODS ] LANGUAGE: [ COMMON, VISSAIAN, DRACONIC, HIGH ARCANIS ] ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: [ HOMOROMANTIC ] SEXUAL ORIENTATION: [ PANSEXUAL ] SEXUAL TEMPERAMENT: [ DOMINANT ] SEXUAL POSITION: [ TOP ]
RELATIONSHIPS
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: [ NONE YET ] CHILDREN: [ NONE YET ] PARENTS: [ ORENDHAL FROSTHELL + SYLARA FROSTHELL NÉE THALINDOR (DECEASED) ] SIBLINGS: [ ELDER SIBLINGS FROM ORENDHAL'S FIRST MARRIAGE. KURGAN ONLY HEARD STORIES OF THEM AS THEY WERE DRAGON RIDERS WHO DIED DURING THE ASCENSION WARS ] FRIENDS: [ DARIUS SKYWARDEN & THE OTHER VISSAIN PRINCES, MEMBERS OF THE SMALL COUNCIL, OTHER HIGH RANKING FIGURES TBD ]
PHYSICAL TRAITS
FACE CLAIM: [ PIERCE BROSNAN ] EYE COLOUR: [ BLUE ] HAIR COLOUR: [ SILVER ] HEIGHT: [ 6'3" ] BODY BUILD: [ SEASONED MUSCULATURE AND HAIRY TO BOOT ] FACIAL HAIR: [ FULL MUSTACHE AND BEARD ] TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: [ SOME DEDICATED TO THE OLD GODS, SOME THAT ARE MAGIC AND RUNE RELATED, ALL ON HIS ARMS AND CHEST ] NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: [ LEATHERY SKIN, PIERCING EYES, IMPRESSIVE BUILD, HEALTHY BODY HAIR, LARGE HANDS ]
PHOBIAS AND DISORDERS
PHOBIAS/FEARS: [ VISSAI'S DOWNFALL, THREATS TO HOUSE SKYWARDEN, THE FROSTHELLS SLIPPING INTO IRRELEVANCY, SIRING NO DRAGONRIDER CHILDREN ] MENTAL DISORDERS: [ ONLY IF YOU CONSIDER EXTREME PREPAREDNESS FOR WAR IN A TIME OF PEACE A MENTAL DISORDER ]
PERSONALITY
INTELLIGENCE: [ HIGH INTELLIGENCE. ON TOP OF HAVING THE WISDOM AND FORTITUDE TO TRAIN TO BECOME A BLADEMASTER, HE ALSO WAS EDUCATED IN MILITARY STRATEGY, HISTORY, CULTURE, AND POLITICS. ADDITIONALLY, HE RECEIVED SOCERER INSTRUCTION FROM THE THALIDORS ON HIS MOTHER'S SIDE, ALLOWING HIM TO BECOME A MASTER AT DEFENSIVE MAGIC WHICH HE HAS FOLDED INTO HIS COMBAT STYLE AND TAUGHT TO THE VISSAIAN MILITARY'S CORP OF MAGIC-CAPABLE WARRIORS HE'S TRAINED AS WELL ] LIKES: [ DRAGONFLIGHT, SWORDPLAY, PUTTING COCKY YOUTHS IN THEIR PLACE, STRATEGY GAMES, COLD WEATHER, BLOODSPORT, CAPABLE BEDWARMERS, BATTLEFIELD DOMINANCE ] DISLIKES: [ LOSING, COMPLACENCY, SPIES, VISSAIN TRAITORS, ANTI-NATIONALISTS, PULLING OUT, HOW BIG HIS BALLS ARE ] POSITIVE ATTRIBUTES: [ DISCIPLINED, UNRELENTING, NURTURING (IN HIS OWN HARSH WAY), HE PUTS THE PROTECTION OF VISSAI AHEAD OF ALL ELSE, REGARDLESS OF THE CONTEXT ] NEGATIVE ATTRIBUTES: [ INFLEXIBLE, PARANOID, OVER-BEARING, HIS PHILOSOPHY MEANS HE LIVES EVERY DAY AS IF WAR WILL BREAK OUT TOMORROW AND HAS DRILLED THIS SAME BELIEF INTO THE ENTIRE VISSAIN MILITARY ]
AESTHETICS
AESTHETICS: [ FULL ARMOR EVEN IN PEACETIME, LARGE HANDS THAT ARE UNCHARACTERISTICALLY ADROIT, THE SCENT OF DRAGON FIRE, ANTIQUE CHESS SETS, COMMONERS-STYLE WOOSHOP, BIG SPELLS FROM SMALL GESTURES, HERON MARKED BLADE, IMPORTED BEARD OIL, SUSPICIOUS EYES, POLISHED ARMOR, SWEATY TRAINING SESSIONS ] INSPO: [ JURA NEEKIS, JESTER GARANDROS, DOT PIXIS ]
KINKS
KINKS: [ IMPACT PLAY, FEMINIZATION, BREEDING, EXCESSIVE CUM, BREATH PLAY, SLOPPY SEX, POWER PLAY, OVERSTIMULATION, SWEAT ] ANTI-KINKS: [ RESTRAINTS, SCAT, BLOOD ]
BIOGRAPHY
Kurgan was a part of a legacy before he was an individual, and he was honestly fine with that. He was raised on stories of his house’s glory days, how his father always spearheaded Frosthell militaristic advancements during the Ascension Wars. He knew the names of his uncles, brothers, and every other member of his house who gave their lives in service to Vissai. These names were ghosts hanging over him, thrusting the weight of their expectations onto his shoulders from beyond the grave, and he carried the burden proudly. The pressure made Kurgan stronger, a warrior capable of rising to any threat to his home. He knew his father’s heart died in the war along with his first spouse, children, and the majority of the dragons and riders the Frosthells had just as he knew the decades the man spent rebuilding Vissai did nothing to heal his war-torn soul. He knew he was born to continue a bloodline not out of love just as he knew his father blamed him for not being born a dragonrider like the children he lost as collateral during the worst of the war’s violence. Kurgan grew up knowing all these things, but these truths only steeled his resolve and admiration for his father.
Kurgan trained day in and day out as if war could break out once more. Violence became the way he and his father communicated, sparring for hours on end to build his combat mastery. Though the egg gifted to his cradle as a babe failed to hatch, his mother’s sorcerer bloodline blessed him with the talents to train as a combat mage. His prowess in swordplay, defensive magic, and military strategy earned him notoriety within the halls of Regia Ignus, the reason he one day found himself swearing oaths to the king.
The princes needed to be made into warriors, and who better to understand that than an accomplished one raised by a war hero? Kurgan vowed on bent knee that he would accept each prince as his personal charge and crush any weakness they may harbor. He was not to be their friend, but the one they feared above all else until they grew the resolve necessary to face down any challenge. Kurgan was a harsh teacher, partially because he felt like he was ordered to be a glorified babysitter and told to be grateful. Of course, his father saw this appointment as an incredible boon for their family, which meant his harshness was in part due to the fact he took his duty seriously. If peace was temporary, that meant any failures of the princes to defend Vissai would be a reflection of his incompetence. Just like his father with him, Kurgan trained each prince like they would one day be on the frontlines as their forbearers were. His success is reflected in their current strength and his court appointment.
After he rose to head his house following the passing of his father, Kurgan soon assumed the role of Master of War, bringing the same intense training regiments that created the deadliest princes in all of Liathra to the rest of Vissai’s armies. He’s never seen war, but thanks to Kurgan's tireless work, Vissai’s armies will not fall once one of the other kingdoms inevitably makes a power play. Kurgan is his kingdom’s sword and shield. And while he does find himself occasionally missing the simple days of kicking royal ass in the courtyards of Regia Ignis, the power of his current station suits him well as he is unafraid to wield it against anyone who’d do Vissai harm.
















