~Hopelessly Devoted - Audition~
~Oryn Cirillo Schreave~
the youngest triplet
||Name||
Oryn Cirillo Schreave
~Oryn~
Oryn literally means 'golden one', which amuses him to no end because he is anything but that. His sister could be golden, with her annoying compassion and irritating morals, or his brother who shoulders the burden of the throne without complaint, but Oryn? He's not golden. Not good. He's just doing what it takes to keep his family where they belong, and if that makes his hands dirty, then so be it.
~Cirillo~
Cirillo means 'lordly or masterful', and that is a name Oryn relates to slightly more. Although he may lack the 'lordly' part at times, he likes to believe he is masterful. His skills have been honed over the years, practiced relentlessly so he could best serve his brother. So he'd be useful, and keep his position of power.
~Schreave~
Oryn is unsure of his family name's meaning, but he does know that it means a great deal to him. The Schreave name is his badge of honour, his pathway to power. Without it, he'd be nothing, and he clings onto it with everything he has. If he lost it, he's not sure what he'd do.
||Nickname||
~Ore/Ryn~
Simple nicknames that his siblings use for him, and anyone else he deems to be his friends. Though, if anyone he dislikes tries to use it, there will be hell to pay.
||Title||
His Royal Highness, Prince Oryn Schreave
||Age||
Twenty One
||Zodiac||
TBA
||Birthday||
TBA
||Sexuality||
Bisexual
||Gender||
Male
||Short Personality||
Oryn Schreave has quite a reputation. A reputation for being cold, and cruel, and ruthless in getting what he wants. For being the one who handles the dirty side of the crown, his brother's devil-aligned advisor. Rumours spiral through the palace everyday about what heartless thing he's done now, and those rumours are all absolutely correct. Oryn is the definition of an asshole. You see, he gave up caring about most things a long time ago, and now, he just cruises through life doing what he wants. Yes, he can be rude. Yes, he can be aggressive and has a temper like a wildfire. Yes, he would sacrifice everything to keep his family on the throne. That's who he is. What people think of him matters very little to him. Though, he does love getting what he wants, and is rather good at putting on a charming front when he wants to. When in conversation, he tends to tease and belittle those he deems to be beneath him, which, honestly, is most. In fact, one of the only people he doesn't act superior to is the King, his older brother. To him, he shows the slightest sheen of respect. He wouldn't want Ter to stop listening to him, after all. With all his siblings, he acts roughly as he normally does, but there is an ever so slight softness to him. He would protect them with everything he has, even if he'd also insult their new haircut. Though he does get into some impressive fights with his older sister. They never can see quite eye to eye about the whole caste issue. He's all in favor, if he's being honest. It provides order and hierarchy to the world, and without it, he's not sure what chaos would ensue. One other thing about Oryn is his almost obsessive need to know and be good at things. He reads reports from the kingdom every night, spars with the guards on the weekends, studies the art of strategy and war in his breaks between meetings. He may be a pain in the ass, but at least he's qualified. He believes he needs to be in order to keep the monarchy safe and his family on the throne.
||Hobbies||
Oryn doesn't have much time for hobbies in between his advising and other princely duties, but with what few minutes he can grab to himself, he likes to train in combat with the guards. Healthy body, healthy mind is one of his mottos. He also tries to read a lot, whether it be kingdom related or simply books from the library. It helps keep his mind sharp and his knowledge up to date. And finally, although he prefers to keep it to himself, he doesn't mind baking bread on the nights he can't sleep. The repetitive and somewhat violent action of kneading provides a welcome distraction from staring at the ceiling, a billion thoughts spiralling his head.
||Talents||
Does being a dick count as a talent? Because if it does, then Oryn has got it perfected. Though his true talents lie within getting what he wants, and doing practically anything to achieve his goals. He is also good at finding things, he has an eye for detail.
||Faceclaim||
Nick Pervak
||Likes||
~His position and all the perks it brings
~Getting his way
~His siblings (mostly)
~Horse rides when he has the time
~Training with the guards
~The colours gold and black
||Dislikes||
~His older sister (sometimes)
~Not being able to sleep
~Nightime in general
~When his siblings irritate him
~Being challenged
~Dogs. Is scared of them, not that he'd admit it
||Strengths||
~Persistent
~Determined
~Crafty
~Knowledgable
~Protective
||Weaknesses||
~Rude
~Self centred
~Easy to anger
~Hard to please
~Restless
-Mildly paranoid
||Aesthetic||
||Theme Songs||
cult leader ~ KiNG MALA
||Quotes||
'Are monsters born or created?'
'Tell me, would you kill to save the ones you love?'
'You want to play dirty?
Fine, let's play dirty'
||Thoughts on the Selection||
Oryn isn't sure how he feels about the selection. On the one hand, the idea of having to mingle with a bunch of commoners with the intention of marrying one of them is certainly not something he's particularly looking forward, but... perhaps he could have a little fun. He certainly is going to try and make sure his brother finds someone Oryn approves of to marry, someone suitable for the Schreave name. No one too... unruly.
||Other||
~Believes the caste system provides order the kingdom, and dismantling it can't be done without breaking down the monarchy and putting them all in a precarious situation
~Has insomnia. He finds himself getting lost in his thoughts often, a constant stream of paranoia and problems that plague him when he tries to sleep, and so often finds himself up in the early hours of the morning.
~Doesn't like to talk about his parents, and will actively shut down any mention of them
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