#ocmuse-jay

Secretly hating the chill, dry air, Jayael adjusted the collar of his tailored robe and approached the front doors with a courtly gait, the click of his polished boots echoing like punctuation marks down the corridor of wealth and wounded pride. A butler bowed stiffly and led him through frozen, crystalline halls, past mounted illusions of former triumphs, until he was brought into the grand atrium, where a throne-shaped chaise awaited its new sovereign.

Finally before Andrealphus, Jayael stepped forward, wings folding back, and offered a deep, sweeping bow—one wing drawn across his chest like a sash of humility. He held the pose longer than protocol demanded, and when he rose, it was with a radiant smile just shy of mocking.

Biography: Duke Jayael, also known as The Azure Quill, is a recently ascended Goetia noble whose presence commands attention with effortless charm and regal poise. Born into a lesser-known cadet branch of the Goetia bloodline, Jayael’s claim to nobility was long overlooked—until the untimely vanishing of his predecessor during a political coup that rocked the upper echelons of Hell’s aristocracy.

With the title thrust upon him, Jayael rose not through traditional bloodline scheming, but through wit, charisma, and undeniable merit. Standing at an elegant 6’4” like his distant cousin Prince Vassago, Jayael carries slightly more weight than his relative due to his honed, athletic physique. His slender yet fit frame was sculpted by years of aerial duels, dance-like swordplay, and solo patrols of his territory above the clouds of the Pride Ring.

Graceful in the air and sharp in mind, Jayael possesses two rare and formidable powers that solidify his status as a Duke not to be underestimated.

-Command Script—a supernatural ability to compel others through written word. With his signature quill carved from his own feather and ink drawn from arcane wells, Jayael can write commands or truths that etch themselves into the will of others. Whether scribbled on parchment, carved into stone, or traced midair with glowing runes, his words bind. The strength of the compulsion varies by the target’s willpower, but few can resist the elegant force behind his script when written with intent.

-Jayael is a master shapeshifter. He most commonly uses this to shift between his refined humanoid form and a striking full blue jay form with radiant wings and an intense gaze—but his power allows him a wide variety of transformations, including shadow-forms, illusory doubles, and stylized disguises. He uses this gift as much for survival and espionage as he does for theatrical flair.

Adorned in cobalt and silver robes that shimmer like his vibrant feathers, Jayael blends modern elegance with the ceremonial traditions of his House. His sapphire-blue eyes gleam with intelligence, and a streak of mischievous ambition lies just beneath his polished manners.

Though new to the politics of Hell’s upper crust, he has swiftly garnered a reputation as a cunning diplomat and tactician. He is often seen at the Ebon Menagerie—a high-society lounge for Hell’s elite—where his silver tongue, disarming grin, and subtle use of his Command Script have earned him both admiration and wary distance.

Yet beneath the charm is a bird always watching, always calculating. Jayael may have only just taken flight as a Duke, but all signs point to a rising power who intends to soar far beyond the perch fate originally granted him.

Likes: -Arcane calligraphy and rare inks -Windy heights, especially cliffside libraries and skyward balconies -Formal debates with intelligent opponents -Duels (both magical and physical) with style and flair -Music played with stringed instruments—he is a lover of elegance in sound -Birds of any kind—he respects them as kin and messengers