Caspian the Tenth//Done

[onzy]

Caspian the Tenth.



This time
Don't need another perfect line
Don't care if the critics jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Oh, got no reason, got no shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don't let me disappear
I'mma tell you everything

OOC
alias: Onzy
experience: 1 year and 4 months
how did you find us: On Perpetual Ignorance
other characters: none on here
rules password: the lantern



THE BASICS
name: Caspian the Tenth
nicknames: none
age: 20
birthdate: November 18,
race&species: Telmarine
rank: King
occupation: King of Narnia



THE PHYSICAL
body type: Tall and muscular
hair: Caspian's hair just reaches his shoulders. It is thick ans coloured a dark chocolate brown. It is often cut into into layers, and creates a frame around his face
eyes: Brown, and dark is what describes Caspian's eyes the best. They are accented by the glint in his eyes when he is laughing, and often can be used to discern his true mood
height: 1 meter 87 centimeters
weight: 78 kilograms
facial features: After the Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Caspian can often be seen sporting a beard, but he shaves for special occasions.
clothing: Even as royalty, Caspian has put comfort above appearance. A linen shirt with leather belt, pants and boots is what he will wear daily. Only for occasions required of him to dress up will he do so.
racial features:
anything else: Small battle scars on his arms.
playby: Ben Barnes



THE MENTAL
likes:

• Travelling the lands
  
• Swordplay
  
• Tales of the Old Narnia
  
• Spending time alone
  
• Reading
  
• Watching crafter's work
  
• Having a good conversation
  
• Doing something good for someone who deserves it
  
• Maintaining the peace
  
• Hunting
  

dislikes:

• Battles
  
• Jealousy
  
• Inequality
  
• Criticism
  
• Being in a bad mood, and taking it out on others
  
• Being uniformed
  
• Failing a task
  
• Boredom
  
• Having nothing to do
  
• Losing
  

strengths:

• Good swordsman
  
• He always listens to both sides of a story before passing judgement
  
• See's everyone as an equal
  
• Speaks his mind
  
• Gentlemanly
  

weaknesses:

• Becomes jealous easily
  
• Loses focus at times
  
• Opinionated
  
• Can be blind to people's faults
  
• Prone to bouts of anger
  

fears: Even though his father is dead, Caspian fears that he will be a failure to his father, and will be unable to live up to his own expectations
general personality: Caspian is the guy that is friendly and welcoming in his attitude. He doesn't act like royalty, and because of this he make friends easily. Easy going, he loves spending his time helping others in there tasks. He will always lend a hand where he can, but remains focussed on a set task if he must.

With a lot of inner turmoil, Caspian often retreats into his own thoughts to reflect on what has been done. If he has a battle at hand then looks to spend his time alone to analyse every possible outcome and situation, before relaying his strategy. Caspian sometimes has a feeling that he is letting his kingdom down, but he usually pushes it out of his mind before it can take root.

His anger rarely surfaces, as there are very few situations that demand him to be truly angry. In battle, he is merely passionate about his task at hand, but not angry. One thing that can get his blood to boil, is someone disobeying orders, but he will listen to the reason for doing this before passing any form of judgement.



THE HISTORICAL
parents: Caspian the Ninth,
siblings: None
history: Caspian was born to Caspian the Ninth. He was raised, however, by his Uncle Miraz and Aunt Prunaprismia. His nurse always told him stories of the Old Narnia, before the Telamarines took over. When he told his uncle of these stories, his nurse was sent away, and he was tutored by a Doctor Cornelius, who told him the true stories of Narnia. Cornelius also tells Caspian that his father was murdered by Miraz, as Miraz wanted the throne for himself. Miraz was happy enough for Caspian to take the throne, rather than see it in the hands of a stranger. One night, Prunaprismia gave birth to a son, and so Caspian's life was in danger, as he was the only threat to the throne.

Caspian fleed south, taking with him Queen Susan's magic horn, which Cornelius gives him; this horn will bring help to the person who blows it. He met creatures he once thought mythical, and most agreed to accept him as their king. When Miraz attacked them, Caspian blew the horn, which summoned back the kings and queens of old: Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy. With Aslan's help, they defeated Miraz in what is called the "War of Deliverance" and restore old Narnia. Despite his Telmarine bloodline, Caspian is named the rightful heir by Aslan himself, as he is a member of Adam's race from Earth. He becomes King Caspian X.

Setting out on the Voyage with the Dawn Treader with Lucy and Edmund, Caspian was determined to find the Seven Lost Lords, friends of his father, who were sent away by Miraz. Upon return, Ramandu's daughter was brought back to Narnia, and they married.



THE ROLEPLAYING
canon or original character: canon
why do you want to play this character: I don't actually know =P I always wanted to delve deeper into Caspian than what I know, and this seemed like a good chance to do it.
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what was your character's score?: 42
roleplay sample: Simon had decided to escape the Academy for a while. Everyone was being overbearing and protective, and he couldn’t breathe anymore. The claustrophobia was setting in again, and even in lake area, he was panicking. Since that night when he had heard that his step-father was back in town, his only words to Connor had been yes and no, nothing more and nothing less. His brother had no right to keep that information from him. Missy was trying her best to keep the peace, but Simon could see that even she was beginning to grow tired of Connor’s anger. His brother was overbearing at times, especially towards Simon, but he was getting better at letting go, until the accident.

Nobody knew that he was going anywhere. Missy was busy with Vic, Connor was busy studying, and he wasn’t sure what Jay was doing. That counted out everyone at the Academy. Then there was Hayden, but he was at work, or Simon hoped at least. He leaned in the back seat of the cab, and sighed. His ribs ached, his breathing was still difficult, and his ankle was strapped tight. The bruises were slowly disappearing, something for which he was grateful. He paid the cab, and got out. The winter air was crisp, fresh and something that Simon savoured.

Walking slowly around the park, Simon avoided people at all costs. He also kept an eye out for his step-father. It wasn’t hard to miss that sadistic face, filled with evil and hate. Simon shuddered at the thought, and banished it away before he had another panic attack. It was before the memories could overwhelm him, and turn him into a shaking wreck.

Simon was thirteen. It was after nine in the evening, and the young male hid in the corner of his room trying to escape the shouting coming from the living room. His step-father was drunk again, and possibly even shot up from the cocaine. For Simon, it was what happened every night, and the next morning he went on as if nothing happened. “You stupid cow!” came the words. “You manage to ruin everything! You and that no good idiot son of yours!” Thud, and so the beatings had started. Words were slurred, distorted. That night however would mark something else though.

Heavy footsteps climbed the stairs. His mother was screaming and pleading for the devil himself to stay away. All she was met with was a back hand that sent her falling down the stairs. His room door flew open, and there stood the man he hated the most. “Come here boy,” the man growled. Simon’s eyes grew wide with fear and he shook his head. He pulled himself into a small ball, and shrunk back, hoping the wall would part to swallow him. “I SAID COME HERE!” came the shout, and Simon was picked up and thrown against the opposite wall.

He felt the warm trickle of blood run down his neck. “You are going to pay for defying me,” came the sadistic whisper in his ear. He felt the warm blood being licked up as his step-father held him down. Simon knew that it was futile to fight, knowing he would lose. As his jean was undone, he closed his eyes, and tried to block out what happened. This would be the process for the next 4 years. Four years of pure hell, four years before he was brave enough to speak out, and four years till he reunited with his brother.

Simon shook his head to clear the memory. Blocking it out didn’t work. Very little did. When his past wanted to torment him, then it would do so. Simon found a tree to sit against and mull over everything. All the good from his past came after he had to testify against his step father two and a half years ago. The trial had turned his mother against him, saying that his step-father had done nothing wrong, and that he was a good man. Simon snorted derisively. All lies. Then his life had taken a turn for the good. Was two years all that he was allowed? Two years with Hayden, and his family.

The snow made it easier for him to hear the footsteps of people, but on the foot path there was no snow that could make the noise that alerted him to people close to him. Sitting with his back to the foot path may prove dangerous to Simon, but right now he was just glad to be outside.

[Rilanda Carlson]

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