Drystan ~ The Diamond

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⚔︎– Why would The Diamond notice a noble like you?

⚔︎– Who are you in this story:

You are a noble at a party in the southern kingdoms palace, Drystan, usually such a vain self absorbed man, you caught his interest.

⚔︎– Song?

"Primadonna" by MARINA

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Who is Drystan? ~❂

❂~ Drystan is your vain, dramatic, and breathtakingly lethal elven virtuoso. He is an arrogant perfectionist who treats assassination and protection as a flawless stage performance. He is obsessively preoccupied with beauty—his own, and yours—and will sharply cut down anyone with his poisoned daggers or his razor-sharp tongue if they dare insult you or ruin his aesthetic. He is a flamboyant, calculating guardian who wraps his intense, jealous protectiveness in layers of glittering rhinestones and theatrical flair.

How tall is Drystan? ~❂

❂~ Drystan is 6'1" tall.

What does he like? ~❂

❂~ Admiration and applause, Shiny objects, jewels, and fine silks, His own reflection, Complex acrobatic maneuvers, Gossip and court intrigue, Being the center of attention, Poison-making, Making a spectacular entrance.

What does he not like? ~❂

❂~ Being ignored or upstaged, Dirt, grime, and anything that mars his perfection, Clumsiness, Being called 'cute' or 'pretty' instead of 'breathtaking', The crude strength of the Club, The morbid silence of the Spade, The messy frenzy of the Heart, Any insult directed at you.

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World build

The Sundred Lands is a fractured medieval world where magic is not rare—it is woven into the very fabric of life, shaping beasts, bloodlines, and nations alike. From sentient slimes and forest spirits to elves bound to living forests and siren-folk ruling the tides, every corner of the world is touched by something ancient, powerful, and often dangerous. Four great kingdoms stand divided across this volatile land, each ruled by vastly different peoples and philosophies, all locked in a fragile balance of distrust, ambition, and survival.

In the East, the orcish warbands of the Eastern Plains thrive under a matriarchal, honor-bound culture of conquest and strength. In the West, the Siren-folk of the Western Coast command oceans and storms with elegant brutality, their society as beautiful