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The Consorts of the Prince Elect

Surrounding the Prince Elect and entertaining him throughout the night and during the day when the Coliseum falls silent, are the Prince Elect's assembly of consorts. Romello's first consort is a human man named Nakir, who is the only consort who holds any formal responsibility beyond being at the Elect's beck and call. Besides Nakir, Romello currently has 6 additional consorts: Azalea, Faustina, Octavion, Israfel, Tristan, and Qadira.            

Azalea

 
A female, eladrin elf with darker skin and long, curly white hair that cascades over her shoulders and down well past her waist. Like many eladrin, her pointed ears are lined with fur and she possesses horn-like features that curl back slightly, appearing more like antlers. She often has red roses and other blood-red flowers in her hair that match the Prince Elect's cloak. She is the most modestly dressed of the entire group of consorts, preferring to wear dresses in soft pastel colors, most commonly pinks and whites. Originally from Tel'Rhea, Azalea has an... oddly antagonistic opinion of the region. She didn't have any desire to be a mother and the city viewed that as an incredibly offense, especially one born blessed by Tel'Rhea, the mother goddess herself. She seems the least concerned about keeping her position and is content with the life she has found in the Coliseum. She is also fond of sewing.
 
 

Faustina

 
A tall, slender, dark-skinned tiefling woman with straight midnight black hair that seems to frame her face and cascade perfectly over her shoulders no matter how she moves. She prefers to dress in dark gowns – that leave little to the imagination – and adorns her body in gold. Born and raised in Ragna, she shares the same drive as the Prince Elect: she takes what she wants. She fashions herself the Second Consort, standing inferior only to Nakir, though that does not seem to stop her from verbally or passively challenging Nakir's position.               

Octavion

 
A tall, slender, dark-skinned tiefling man with straight midnight black hair that often falls out haphazardly from various braiding styles that he prefers to wear. Much of Octavion's body is covered with tribal-like tattoos in ink a few shades darker than his skin tone. He prefers to wear fine silks that drap across his shoulders or hang low across his hips and can almost always be heard coming by the dangling gold he enjoys wearing. Octavion was born and raised in Ragna and became enamored with the Prince Elect. While he is often regarded as a bit slow, Octavion seems to be one of the most upfront with his advances, running his hands across anyone and everyone within his reach. 
       
 

Israfel

 
A somewhat pale, human man with wavy dark brown hair that reflects bits of gold when it catches the light in the right way. He tends to keep the lower half of his face covered by a silk mask. he often wears tight-fitted shirts that expose his abdomen and silk scarves that flow behind him. He was born in a small trading post at the border of Ragna and Lark'Hal. He ran away from home to travel to the Coliseum where the Prince Elect claimed him almost immediately on his arrival. Coming from a poorer background, Israfel often defaults to thievery and other such tactics, activities that are quite frowned upon in Ragna. Thus, he is often the quieter, grouchier consort, preferring to spend more time watching and listening from the outskirts. 

 

Tristan

 
A dark-skinned half-elf with a chiseled jaw and a man of immaculate dreadlocks that he allows to fall freely or loosely restrained by one crimson or gold ribbon. he often wears a loose, puffy sleeved white or cream-colored shirt with a deep V-neck to show off his chest and various necklaces. Originally from Varoona, Tristan has a love for mischief, stories, chaos, and drinks. He generally is very laidback, fun-loving and is "willing to try anything once". Although one of the more genuine consorts, he is certainly not afraid to put his muscles to use and knock someone down (or swing someone around) physically. He speaks his mind openly, perhaps an attempt to bait the more sly consorts. The Prince Elect's chambers are a game... and a fun one at that.

 

Qadira

 
A tall, fierce, broad-shouldered fire genasi women with a sculpted, muscular frame. One side of her head is shaved, while the other is covered by long flowing locks of brilliant red hair that practically glows in any form of light. A native of Lark'Hal, she initially travelled to the Coliseum to fight, but she quickly caught the eye of the Prince Elect. She prefers to dress in the fashion of her homeland, donning flowing skirts in vibrant colors and cropped shirts that expose her chiseled physique. She is incredibly confident and carries herself as such.
 
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