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Reichenbach

Night Court Sovereign


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▶ Age: 7 [Year 494 Summer]
▶ Gender: Male [He/Him/His]
▶ Orientation: Bisexual
▶ Breed: Hanoverian X
▶ Height: 17hh
▶ Health: 18
▶ Attack: 22
▶ Experience: 32
▶ Signos: 890 (Donate)

▶ Joined: 06-05-2017
▶ Last Visit: Yesterday, 05:51 AM
▶ Total Posts: 190 (Find All Posts)
▶ Total Threads: 26 (Find All Threads)

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R E I C H E N B A C H
E R W I N
R O M M E L



" i feel so much
that it is hard
for me at times
to feel anything
at all "



DEEP MAHOGANY, skin
WILD COAL CURLS, hair
ABYSSAL SILVER, eyes
EBONY THICKETS, lashes
BEIGE & BLACK, hooves
MUSCULAR, SOLID, build
DIAMOND, markings
17HH, height
GOLD EARRINGS & GYPSY COINS, accessories



B U I L D
He is bruised knuckles and bloody lips, he is strength, power, passion and pain. Reichenbach is masculinity personified, with a muscular, lean body and strength limning every inch of his body. Standing at 17hh, he can come across as intimidating despite his jovial nature. Muscles line his back and shoulders, and despite being quite agile, it's clear that Reichenbach is built for endurance and strength. His bones are rough hewn, with a definite, square jaw and sharp cheekbones.

S K I N
His skin is a deep, soft mahogany that is slick and smooth against the planes of his body, it's depth and darkness changes when he steps into direct sunlight, becoming a burnished, wooden red.

H A I R
Wild and always has been - a mess of tangled midnight curls that bounce and fly on the air, often getting caught within his ebony lashes or simply flying about his cheekbones. His mane is shoulder length, while his tail dances somewhere around his hocks. When wet, his hair doubles in length due to his curls. Despite it's messiness, the ebony coils catch the light with ease and are soft to the touch.

E Y E S
Birthed from the essence of silver, Reichenbach's eyes are a depthless chasm surrounded by a thicket of extremely long ebony lashes. As they should be, his eyes are the window to his soul - Reich has little interest in hiding his emotions, so they stream through his eyes for anyone who cares enough to look.

M A R K I N G S
An alabaster diamond crowns his face, with four matching socks of varying length upon his legs. Some scars litter his body, but none so obvious that they merit discussion.

R E S T I N G S T A T E
Reich will often be found with a lazy smile on his black lips, his eyes alight at some inner joke. His hair is most often loose and wild, following it's own agenda, and his skin will be dark and smooth. He stands relaxedly, with a looseness to his muscles that suggests ease of movement and strict battle training.

S C E N T
The faintest scent of woodsmoke lingers in Reichenbach's hair, along with the aroma of sandalwood and jasmine upon his skin.






R E I C H E N B A C H
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" he doesn't run
he sprints
he doesn't jump
he leaps
he doesn't like
he loves "




gypsy soul, turbulent, brawler, arrogant, relaxed, loyal, lover, distant, bi-polar, honest, strong willed, tempestuous, jovial

A gypsy soul first and foremost, a lover of bruises, cuts and scrapes. Reichenbach is a man plagued by a lost sense of purpose - he longs for the sense of belonging whilst at the same time rejects it with every fibre of his being. He is quick tempered and always the first to throw a punch, he's also more than likely to have been the one to pick the fight. He's arrogant to a degree, but mostly doesn't care about what he looks like - or what others look like, unless they're particularly pretty. While coming across as a brag, Reichenbach doesn't take many (if any) women to bed based on a twisted sort of respect for his past lovers and a deep dislike of sexual vulgarity. Mostly jovial and relaxed, but can fall into an abyssal distance in which he can almost never be pulled from. He'll happily be the life of the party, and lives every moment as brightly as he can - he is a man bursting to the brim with life, and throws all of himself into everything. He doesn't run, he sprints. He doesn't jump, he leaps. He doesn't like, he loves.


G Y P S Y
His soul belongs to flame and passion, to song and the music of the earth. Free will and wildness flow through him with every breath, Reich doesn't just nurture his warrior side. He has many talents including singing and fire-eating, which he hones in his spare time. His favourite moments consist of open, starry skies and crumbling embers.

B R A W L E R
Quick-tempered and loud-mouthed, Reich often finds himself in compromising positions - not to mention he enjoys a good fight. Fighting makes his blood thrum and takes away memories he would rather forget, it would not be strange to see Reich striding past with bloody fists or a bloody nose, often whistling to himself.

D I S T A N T
More often than he'd care to admit, Reich gets lost in his own head. Memories of his father and his brothers plague him, along with lost loves and other darknesses that he would rather not think of. At these moments, he is almost impossible to retrieve, as if his soul has left but an empty husk behind.

L O Y A L
More than anything, Reichenbach is loyal. He is loyal to those he deems worth his loyalty, but most of all he is loyal to his loved ones - and will do anything to protect them. He would never sleep with anyone if he thought it might hurt someone else, nor does he cheat on his partners.

T E M P E S T U O U S Reich can sometimes lose himself within his emotions, and the transformation can be equally beautiful and terrifying. He loves so fiercely and so strongly that things can become twisted for him, jealousy and fear can make him a fire-storm of anger and pain while love and hope fill him with vitality and purpose.


L I K E S
heat
simplicity
adventure
travelling alone
starlight
campfires
brawling
change
music


D I S L I K E S
dishonesty
the cold
politics
confined spaces
over-sexualisation
pretentiousness
power-plays




F A C T S
Reichenbach frequently vanishes on hunting, investigative trips where he reconnects with himself and nature.

If he could have his way, there would be no Orphans in the world. Because of this, if he ever stumbles across any orphans or children in need, he automatically adopts them and becomes a father figure until they feel the need to spread their wings.

Reich has written and sung several lullabies for his orphan tribe.





R E I C H E N B A C H
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R O M M E L



" the saddest word
in the whole wide world
is almost "



The last born son of a long line of children, Reichenbach never met his sire, nor spent much time with his dam. His father vanished not long after meeting his mother, presumed dead or perhaps just so detached and unconcerned about his children that he cared little of their survival. Alas, Reichenbach was an unwanted child - even his mother had not wanted him, and so it was that not long after he was born, he found himself alone and orphaned. His dam had died, or vanished, or both, leaving him to fend for himself at an age that almost signed his death certificate.

He wandered, trying desperately to find a place to fit in, to be worthy of something. He was an orphan beggar, with thin, ragged shoulders and vicious eyes, his mothers coins clinking softly in his ear at night as he froze and slept alone. It was pure luck that led him to Rhaegar, the son of a wealthy merchant from the Night Court. Rhaegar was posed to take over his sires business, but as he and Reichenbach were so young still they spent a lot of time together, and eventually the kindly Iscariot took in the orphan child from nowhere, whom had nothing, and made him a part of their family. It was the happiest Reich had ever been, he had a family - a brother, to love and protect. Love and protect he did. He swore an oath that he would watch over Rhaegar, protect and serve him when the time came... it was unfortunate that love came for Rhaegar when it did, and that Reichenbach loved the same woman. They were teens by that stage, long limbed and growing into their handsomeness - into their tempers.

Swallow was her name, with silver hair and dancing eyes. Reich loved her instantly, his eyes never far from her smile, from the curve of her cheek and the gentle line of her hands. But she met Rhaegar first - Rhaegar and his wealth, Rhaegar and his handsome seriousness, Rhaegar and his future. She adored him, loved him - and in turn, loved Reich as the brother he was to her man. Rhaegar, of course, was overjoyed and unaware of his friends secret passion. He was turned into a man by Swallow, who doted on him with her musical laugh and dainty smiles, and eventually Rhaegar was posed to take over Iscariot's duties -- out of the Night Court, into the wilderness beyond.

Reich could not bear to go, for his heart hurt with every breath. Things had become tense between the brothers, and Reich cared too deeply for his red haired brother to turn him from the love of Swallow. Instead, he chose, and vanished on the day that Rhaegar left. Rhaegar could be seen searching for him all the while they were readying to leave - but when Reich did not appear, he was left no choice but to leave without saying farewell. Rhaegar has never returned, leaving Reichenbach with a heavy, weighted guilt that slides through his very marrow.

He chose to stay on at the Night Court, honing his skills as a warrior and praying he never has to face the demons that scour his heart and soul.







Magic

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" my hair is being
pulled
by the stars
again
"



hypno-singing


TIER ONE: DISCIPULI
Hypnosis is very faint, more like a very strong persuasion that can only be maintained while still singing/humming, tires quickly. Has to be singing or humming for hypnosis to activate.

TIER TWO: VEXILLUM
Hypnosis effects are stronger now, the choice more involuntary though still fight-able. Hypnosis suggestions last one hour after song has ended.

TIER THREE: PERITI
Hypnosis is now fully involuntary, the subject has no choice but to do as his will has commanded. Hypnosis can be maintained for several hours after song ending, can effect one or two equines at once.

TIER FOUR: DOMINUS
Hypnosis has grown in strength and effect, and can alter the minds of up to ten subjects at once. The effects of this hypnosis last for 24hrs, and he only has to will hypnosis into action as he speaks, rather than singing or humming.

PASSIVE MAGIC
Shadows dance and flicker around him in accordance with his mental activity.










Bonded





" souls tend to
go back to
who feels like
home "




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Armor, Outfit, and Accessories





" i can be fucking poetic, too "




C O I N S
The coins he wears in his hair and around his leg belonged to his mother, the last and only gift she gave him before she vanished. She inter-twined the coins in his hair herself, and left the bracelet beside his sleeping head as she left.
E A R R I N G S
During his teen years in the Night Court mischief ran deep through his hot-blooded veins and Reich often found himself (and often Rhaegar) in the strangest of situations. A lost bet and an unpaid debt led to Reich receiving retribution in the form of a filleting blade through the ear - though when it came to receiving the punishment Reichenbach said something dastardly to his captor - and received double the slice for his insolence. Arrogantly, Reich has since chosen to wear gold rings in his sliced ear to make a mockery of his enemies.










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" she smelled of daisies
she smelled of daisies
she drives me crazy
she drives me crazy "




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