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heartslogos · 9 months
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WIP Wednesday: I keep saying the Cat series is over but then @4dango-the2nd clubbed me over the head.
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HQ fantasy AU.
Character Bios/world set up. ♥️
Part One Coming Soon. Tag list Open
Tags. @squeaky-ducky @galagcica
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King Oikawa; oh how his village loved him, they loved his good looks, his love for his kingdom,the way he listened to everyones problems, his smile. Everything
They offer him food, good fortune, anything he desires he takes with a smirk all the way up his smug face. He had saved them from poverty , starvation, everything. King Oikawa could do no wrong in their eyes. Every year the village had a day just for him to celebrate how great he was and how much they appreciate him. But what's a King without his Queen? Well. that's a different story.
Queen Oikawa… you married this man to save your Kingdom from war. If your house bonded with his then you could avoid the wars with the other Kingdoms. He was not too thrilled with the marriage but he did it too keep up appearances with his people. You slept in separate beds most nights. Some nights the smell of booze and whores was too much for you so you stayed elsewhere,usually with your Maid, Mille who you loved dearly, she was your best friend.
You hated your husband more and more every night. He never asked your opinion on things, matters in the kingdom, nothing. You were just there for him to wrap his arm around when he needed to, watching him flash that smile down at his people who loved him. They did not care for you though, you were some slut to the village who did not deserve the King .
No one dared to touch Oikawas military.
Hajime; the brains of the group. He could come up with strategies on the spot. He knew all the insides of the Kingdoms thanks to his birds and wrote everything down , anything and everything that would help bring them to victory.
He pulled the King out of difficult situations regularly as well. He was always the first to drag him out of the brothels by the cape , he wanted to say something to his friend, how hes being un just and unfaithful. But all King Oikawa did was wave his friend off and offer to pay for a whore to help Hajime calm down.
Mattsun; the one who could plan out routes and draw up maps faster than Oikawa had ever seen. He loved the sea, loved his ship; The Aoba he called it. He had traveled the whole world, mapping it out, drawing up monsters and the locations. The treasure hoards, the brothels for his King. he was a master Navigator. He loved what he did. There was no ship he could not split in half with his.
Yahaba: the blacksmith, he could forge any weapon that was needed no matter how difficult. He spent most days in his large stone house making everything he could. Swords, bracers, mallets, knives. It excited him. Just Thinking that these objects would be used to bring his King to victory gave him a rush. No matter the weapon. No matter how illegal it was, he made it with a smile.
And lastly, the leader of his military branch;
Kyotani; the one who fought the most , killed the most, he never used a sword no, he preferred special brass knuckles made just for him or bracers that he wore like gloves to punch his enemies skulls into the cold dead ground. He feared nothing, no one. They feared him. His body was a constant reminder of the damage he had done over time. His hands were always wrapped in bandages stained in blood that never seemed to go away. His long slim arms had cuts that traveled all around from his wrists to his shoulders from being tortured back in his thief days. His lean chest was full of scratches from wrestling with wolves, a hobby of his.
The scar he wore on his face struck fear in anybody who looked at him. It was a large deep gash down the left side of his face over his eye. He had gotten captured at one point during a fight and was subjected to fire torture . the color in his left eye was gone but he could still see from it but his vision in the dark was very weak now. The villagers averted their eyes when they saw him , referring to him as “the Hound, “ or “ its the Kings Mad Dog…”. Kyotani knew this, but he did not care . His only purpose was to serve his king and fight. Nothing else matters. Nothing.
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