PLAYER: Dath'remar "Remmie" Soluinn	CHARACTER: Ozymandias
PRONOUNS: He/him AGE: 56 ORIENTATION: Pansexual LOCATION: Washington, DC OCCUPATION: Diplomat	GENDER: <M> AGE: Adult ENABLE PKMN SPEECH? Yes PAIN THRESHOLD: Reduced TRAINER CLASS: Kindler

OUT OF THE GAME They say he was an important figure once- certainly he is well-known in his neighborhood in Washington DC. Some politicians may know him- by specifics or by generalizations. The ambassador of a country that doesn't exist anymore in maps; he was well-known at 24-hour coffeeshops, hotels and the international bank three blocks from his embassy. Beyond that, the memory of him fades if it ever left an impression. He helped a lot of people immigrate with kindness and graciousness and unwavering resolve.  Remmie himself is striking- memorable in looks. He's tall in a towering way, rather than slight. At 56 he's no longer strapping- he's slowed and softened and he's alright with that. His days of powerwalking through capitol streets are behind him. The urgency has faded. He's broad shouldered and severe in his face; he could be intimidating if his eyes weren't soft, sad, and tired- strikingly hazel-gold. His hair is dark, wild, and thick- a veritable lion's mane of russet, black and golden highlights- now streaked with coarse silver hair. His beard, trimmed neatly, is salt-and-pepper too.  He dresses immaculately for whatever occasion- the traditional loose robes and capelets in vibrant colors when he's at home; more expected fashions in public with smart black suits and perfectly tailored shirts of stiff linens and supple silk. He's polished and poised to a tee regardless of setting, seemingly untouchable in his perfection.  But Dath'remar - Remmie - is not untouchable. He's tired. He's lost his home, his family, a great gamut of his friends, and now his lover. All he has- all he has left is his lover's family. He and the wife who had ignored each other's existance for their lover's happiness- the child who had not known he had existed. And while he thought otherwise initially, Rowan (the child) has made it clear that his absence brings them peace no more than their father's ever did. It's dawning on him that he missed something before- that they all maybe missed something. Rowan insists that they all at least try- to pick up the broken remnants of two families, that they might piece back together one. And despite it all, the decades of loss- Dath'remar is more than willing to try.

INSIDE THE GAME He's here because for all his lack of technological prowess, Rowan was excited to talk about this. And, moreover, phonecalls and zoom meetings are not the best for learning about people, or forging new memories, or doing something fun together. Especially not when the people you're trying to get to know live across the country from one another.  And Dath'remar loves a good game, a good story- not much of a video gamer but what are these narratives but this generation's plays and Arthurian sagas? He has a flair for drama (oh, we're starring in an adventure? there are quests?)- a love of myths, ballads, poetry that reflects in who he made for himself. He won't speak of it, but he can't forget either- all those stories from his childhood- especially of who he was named after. So he's done that- created a character based on his more mythological self, not Remmie, the last, but Dath'remar the first. He's elven like so many of the others chose from his home- but also not. If the other elves are feline, he's leonine. He stands above them at the maximum player height; broad shouldered and broad chested. His hair is its trademark spill of curls, but rather than browns and ambers- in Unovr it's the colors of the dawn- indigo at his crown to rich magenta all the way to gold at the tips. His eyes are unsettingly bright, blue-gold like stars, his skin an equally inky indigo color, punctuated by shimmering runes. He's swathed in fine robes and silks trimmed in shimmering red-gold feathers, his hair dotted and adorned with delicate jewelry and glittering gems- just as much of the stuff in his long, swept back ears. All veneers of polish and prettiness that pale with the flash of heavy fangs in his jaws, or a wave of talonned hands.

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