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"Note to self, stop writing private thoughts in journal like a girl."



BASICS ;;

Name: Matthias of Diarnay
Class: Bow Knight --> Forest Knight
Country: Dentoria.
Age: 2021222324 25
Family: Father // Franz, Mother // Arla, Brothers // Mitchell [32], Cagney [30], Iram [29], Gavin [28], Mason [27], Berkley [26], Daughter // Emily [2], Wife // Hazel
Languages: Trade [Fluently], Dentorian [Decent], High Dentorian [Horribly], Korin [Not great, speak only]
Weapon Proficiencies: Longbow, Crossbow, Sword
Mount Name: Rafar [horse]
Birthdate: August 11, 602 [Leo]
Blood Type: AB



HISTORY ;;

Matthias was born as the youngest of seven boys to House Diarnay. His parents were tired of raising children, and since he wasn't the girl to primp and pamper they had been hoping for, they couldn't be bothered to any effort into his upbringing, as they had his older brothers'. His mother was distant, sad, and seemed mostly dazed; his father was too busy, too tired, and too old.

Matthias fought as hard as he could to win their attention, trying his best to excel in everything that he touched, but his brothers had already more or less proved themselves in everything available, and despite the devoted and single-minded effort he put into everything he touched, Matthias was simply not an especially talented boy. Nothing ever set him apart from his brothers, everything he could do, one of them could do better, and even when he managed some small feat, Mother and Father weren't looking -- or just plain didn't care.

One day, he had enough. He changed himself completely in the span of a day, abandonning efforts to prove himself, deciding that if his life was a waste, he may as well waste it. His world became a whirl of fashion, parties, wine, class, and conversation, petty things that were easy to forget bigger things in.

The side effect being that he's become something of a phony shmuck and he knows it, but it's better than the alternative.

Only one thing was left of what he'd been before, and only one thing left that he gave a damn about. Lady Hazel of Aeda, the youngest daughter of Diarnay's close ally, Aeda. Matthias has been lumped together with Hazel since they were born. As far as anyone is concerned they're a single entity. Despite the fact they're as different as night and day, she is the only thing he turley cares about. Despite the fact that her naturally oblivious nature means she's never even had the thought that he could look at her as a woman, he always has. His feelings could be described as "one part love, two parts obsession." He takes great joy in inciting any sort of reaction from her, which leads him to be something of a gigantic asshole to her ofttimes -- although, the moment he realizes he's actually upset her, he tends to feel horribly guilty. More or less, she's the only person he feels is "real" in his world, and for that reason, there's no one else he would rather be around.

Thus, when Hazel left for Korin Academy, and it was suggested that Matthias follow her, his complaints were half-hearted, despite the fact that, of all the things he was never good at, books were one of the things he was worst at.

His first two years at the Academy went by smoothly, although Matthias found Rayla [and the rest of the country, really] beyond all levels of dull and would say it to anyone interested in listening (and many not), but it had Hazel, which made it lifetimes better than the thought of dealing with his frigid home without her there. Besides, some of his brothers were smart, but none ever went to the Academy before. He would never admit seeing an bright side of the place out loud, of course.

At the end of his first year, however, things became odd at the Academy. Things began to disappear, out of nowhere. Matthias and Prince Ian of Dentoria (masquerading [badly] as a merchant's son named "Agi") attempted to investigate, both blaming the problem on a ghost. While no conclusive evidence was found, several days after he and Hazel headed home for winter break, a teacher was found, dead.

Through winter break, however, things ... improved rather drastically. Finally unable to stand it anymore, for Hazel's 20th birthday, Matthias finally expressed his feelings for her, and, to his surprise ... not only did she not mind, she found herself beginning to return them. Still unsure about what to think about this, Matthias is currently headed back to Rayla, where Korin is tense on the verge of all out war, and whatever killed the teacher is waiting.



PERSONALITY ;;

Matthias forces himself to not take life very seriously -- tougher to get hurt by it that way, he figures. He's constructed this policy to himself that one's life is one big party, if you make it memorable, everyone loves it, and you have fun, it was a success. He tries to impose this lifestyle on Hazel a lot of the time, which she doesn't exactly appreachiate, but he thinks will do her good -- plus, it gets a reaction out of her.

He speaks casually, acting like something of a flippant asshole, a personality which he finds amusing and he knows many seem to find charming and enjoyable. He prides himself on his wit, and his ability to rarely be beaten in an argument/spat/mud-throwing contest/childish whining game. He's very charming and sociable to those he doesn't care/only half cares about, but to people who matter to him, he's quite abrasive.

He has a lot of troubled emotions under the surface, and extremely low self esteem, but he doesn't show it to anyone. He has no idea who he or what his purpose are, and even though he's getting past the soul- searching age, no answers are becoming clear ... mostly because he keeps avoiding the question. He often tries to cover his insecurities with seeming casual arrogance, and doesn't like to talk about himself seriously -- or anything seriously, really. It is very, very rare that he ever lets seep out any of his hidden emotions.



APPEARANCE ;;

Matthias has the chin-length blond hair and brown eyes shared by all his brothers. He's of average height, and tends to dress well, almost foppishly, putting an absurb amount of attention into being fashionable. His archery and love for riding have given him strong arms and legs, and good posture.



SORTED ;;