#varathros

Jarethius: The wild, rowdy pirate with a history darker that an old god's bedchambers. He's surprisingly outgoing, friendly, even, to most. From allies to enemies he can crack a joke and smile, until he's pissed off anyway. The man is a ticking timebomb of trauma and depression rolled into a pretty, but scarred up face. He *tries* to make friends, but tends to end up swiving things up one way or another. He has a good heart, despite everything that has happened to him, however, and most of his heavy choices come at the cost of himself, to protect those he is closest to.

He has a somewhat jaded thought process these days, believing himself worth less than those around him and thereby taking greater risks to ensure everyone else's safety. This has been counteracted numerous occasions as of late with a certain brother, lover, and lover's kin attempting to knock some bloody sense into his head.

Jaredian: Soft spoken, gentle and kind, a nobleman just as he was raised, but more-so than that, a good man. His past no less dark than his twin's; though he handled it by far differently. Somewhat introverted, shy around strangers, he can be slow to open up and show what he is really thinking, however he knows how, when he must, to play the room, as well. Borderline optimistic with cynical leanings, he *wants* desperately to believe in the good around him but isn't willing to just take the chance, as being a single father after a rather horribly failed marriage has taught him how important it is to look twice before you jump.

Azrael: Exceptionally extroverted, loves a party, loves spending time with the younger races. He's especially attached to elves and humans, thinking them the most entertaining creations on Azeroth to befriend and study in equal measure.

A dragon of quite some many years, he may have forgotten more than some will ever know, though he's spent more than half that time asleep {As greens are wont to do.} Now he cannot seem to get enough of the world around him and studying how it's changed, {as well as flirting rather heavily with any pretty man he sees, but that's beside the point.} A strong motivation for him is that he has slept away most of the changes in Azeroth, locked in the emerald dream. Now that he's awake he wants to experience *as much* as he can, for good, or for ill.

Rythyren: A dragon with far less years that their adoptive kin, they have none the less seen a myriad of tragedy. Being raised amongst the mortal races left a heavy toll on a once sweet and open heart. No-where near the easygoing nature they had many years ago, they are guarded, cynical, jaded.

New experiences are met with distrust and trepidation, new relations with a mask of friendliness and a guarded heart. They are always expecting the other shoe to drop, metaphorically, and just waiting on the *when*. Ever the diplomat, a smile can often be seen upon their features, however that does not necessarily mean they're open.

Varathros: This snarky redhead is a bit of a conundrum when answering this question. He can be both extroverted AND introverted, depending on the situation and when it suits his pleasure at the time.

His thought process is a bit of a mystery, that comes from an overly complicated past that he doesn't talk to anyone about, much less think about, himself. Constantly on the run from the memories that would otherwise swallow him whole.

It's okay, It's alright To play the fool has always been my plight In this tiny circus show, I'm the nameless pierrot

As I try to balance in the center Of a ball as round and shiny as the moon It's my job to trip and fall for laughter But I always get back up and smile like a buffoon

But then I saw you crying there out in the audience Put on a happy face, you look much better when you smile Your mom and your dad don't seem to notice The tears streaming down your cheek but I did Don't worry, cause I will wipe them away

It's okay, It's alright! It doesn't hurt, I do it all the time You should laugh, I want you to This is what I do

It's alright, it's okay I balance on a ball and fall away In this tiny circus show, I'm the clumsy pierrot

You continued weeping and remarked: "I know you're lying and it really makes me sad " "I promise that I never told a single lie" I said, but you only started crying once again

"Show me what you're hiding there, beneath the painted mask. The face that you never show the audience, that's all I ask The pain that you feel when you are beaten And tears that you cry when no one's looking Don't be ashamed, because we all feel the same

It's okay, it's alright Don't worry, you don't have to fake a smile I just want you to be true Just be true to you

It's alright, it's okay It doesn't matter what they have to say You won't face it all alone, I will cry with you"

It's okay, it's alright You helped me find what disappeared inside It's the face I lost to time, the one that's truly mine

"It's alright, it's okay" It's like a spell, the lie can finally fade And the lying pierrot that I was has gone away