Ambrose Crictpit

[Ambrose Crictpit]

Name: Ambrose Crictpit
Age: 19
Race (Lineage Origin): D’Angeline
Gender: Male
Height: 6’0
Home Province/Country: L' Agnace /Terre d'Ange

Appearance (1-2 Paragraphs):

True to his lineage, Ambrose has light skin and lighter colored hair. His eyes, however, betray and purity of his blood, and are a deep set brown. He is often times told by lovers that his eyes are like the rare and addictive cooca bean found in foreign countries. He is rather built, which is abnormally for one in his noble potions. His father raised him in hopes that he would be part of the brotherhood. However, upon age 10 it was clear that Ambrose was a love and one for wit and knowledge, not one for the sword. He is normally dressed in nobility attire, fitted with long flowing robes or darker colors. Ambrose is known for wearing a ring that was a gift to him by his first lover from alba fitted nicely upon his middle finger on his left hand. It is adorn in foreign shapes and Cruithne symbols.

Personality (1-2 Paragraphs):

Ambrose was born to be a warrior so he is very good at making fast decisions. He always follows his heart as his mother was an adept from the night houses. His heart will set him on the right path, which he trust full heartedly and from there his decisions are made without fault. He tends to be a bit reserved and solitary. He has a witty mind and sometimes sharp tongue. His rudeness often comes from a greater sense of honesty and is not meant to make enemy but only speak the truth. He is very willful and very driven to follow his heart. He will see to it than when he says he will do something it is done. He does not like to make promises in which he can not keep. He is charming and that is a curse and a blessing. Often times he is only trying to be nice but his silver tongue has been known to cause jealousy and mistrust in his intentions.

History (At least 2 detailed Paragraphs):

Ambrose was born to a father who once was in the Brotherhood. However, upon saving his mother, an adept from the night house of jasmine, he withdrew himself from the service. His parent’s story was very much set on a star crossed romance. He was raised under the impression that he would follow in his father’s foot steps and join the brotherhood. He practiced long hours of prayer and fasting as a child and sword play. However, upon 10 years old his mother spoke against it seeing that her son had been touched by Naamah’s hand. She saw clearly that her son was a lover and not a fighter. However, Ambrose had not decided to enter into her service. He mostly spent his time in the university studying for “All knowledge is worth having.” He studied everything from new developments in math and science to the new sciences of the mind.

Upon 15 years of age Ambrose’s heart took over his body in all fullness. He had met a fair lady, or to him a fallen angel. She had Jade green eyes and long dark hair that curled around her face caressing it. Her skin was creamy as shae butter and her mind was bright and full. They spent many days together just debating and odds and ends of the under answered questions and learning new languages. She was the first in which he had ever bedded. Neither being in Naamah’s service, their love making was clumsy, yet as with all sexually acts, it brought them closer together in the end. After a year of study Ambrose was called home for his father had become ill and he was in deed to care for his mother. They agreed to break it off both knowing and accepting that it was not true love between them.

Back Story:

Upon coming into majority, Ambrose sat down late one night and wrote a letter to the Queen after some long hard thoughts on what he wished to do with himself in the near future.

Your Royal Majesty, Queen Sabrina de la Courcel,

My name is Ambrose Crictpit, born to Lady Adella Hall an adept from Jasmine House and son of Alistar Crictpit, former member of the brotherhood. Upon coming of age, I have decided that my future would best be studied in the world of literature and in the pursuit of knowledge. I am writing to you with hopes of requesting your permission to study in the palace library. My hopes is to one day hardness Naamah’s blessing in which she bestowed on me into that of healing ailments that plaque our country side. I promise to be a fail and loyal pupil and to be quick witted and learn easily. I will not take anything for granted for in the memory of Anafiel Delaunay, “all knowledge is worth having.”

Waiting your blessing,
Eager student,
Ambrose Crictpit

He was not sure if this was truly the path he was going to follow but it was one that he liked the idea best of pursing.