VYRRSON, Cedric

Outwardly, Cedric is the picture of a reserved, demure professor, bar one fact: his hair. Usually the first thing that people notice about him, it's just a shade lighter than cobalt, a mess of unruly azure blue locks that tumble down his head. It matches sharp blue eyes that peer out from behind round glasses. With sharp, defined facial features, Cedric isn't exactly unattractive. His eyebrows can often be found raised enquiringly, with his mouth in a crazy smirk.

He can often be found in coats, often complimented by a tie of a rather interesting and intricate design. Beneath his tan tailcoat, he wears vests and crisp, starched white button-ups, preserving a snappish dress code that exists only to himself. Of course, that doesn't mean he doesn't get them dirty: well-worn black leather boots and pants attest to the fact that he can sometimes be found running through the dirtiest streets and town.

At the height of 6'3.5", Cedric is right in the middle. He seems slightly taller, though, due to his toned physique and skinny torso, a result of rigorous training (the Drakonrhedi isn't exactly the place for the weak and slow). 

He can always be found with one, usually two, pistol swords on him. Additionally, when in the field, he will carry around a long-range rifle.

In his animal form, Cedric is a Russian Blue Cat. He uses it to infiltrate Midgardborg and steal fish.

Raised by a pair of constantly squabbling parents, the remnants of an old noble family living amongst the Lennarting, Cedric was often left to his own devices to find amusement and discover things about the world. As such, he views his relatives as complete and total imbeciles, scorning them in favour of people he finds much more interesting: the Drakonrhedi.

In fact, he views most of humanity as complete and total imbeciles, and one of his pastimes is watching petty squabbles and expressing his distant, silent disapproval. He is also the master of facepalms; Cedric can facepalm metaphorically. Oddly, he's a rather picky eater, and is prone to giant fluctuations between gorging himself to eating like a bird on a diet.

Most of the time, Cedric is quick to the point almost to the point of rudeness. Unaccustomed to having to tiptoe around others' feelings, he often forgoes a more tactful route in favour of blatant statements, which can often be found as unnecessarily sour-tempered and scornful. However, in the case of his own emotions or the emotions of someone he actually cares about being compromised by such a lewd and bare statement, he will often tiptoe around the subject endlessly or entirely deny its existence, leading to him being an extremely tiresome and exasperating companion.

He is also seen most of the time as a very boring Vetr with an odd sense of humour revolving entirely around Shakespeare. While the fact about Shakespeare is true, he is not, in fact, boring at all. He has an acute sense of fun that is rarely shown in order to keep together a carefully maintained facade.

However, that does not mean that Cedric speaks often. He is often quiet and reserved, giving off the impression of being cold and disdainful of others' company. In many cases, that is in fact the case. Should someone get past his frigid exterior, he has a certain sense of humour and daredevil capacity that makes him extremely prone to not thinking before acting--especially when confronted with situations that might enable him to use potentially 'fun' (read: dangerous) substances.

He also has an uncanny obsession with lighting things on fire.

As I previously stated, Cedric's parents were two squabbling ninnies. He avoids them by being part of the Drakonrhedi.

Originally, his family had the illusion of being the perfect family, but from a young age he knew that to be untrue. His father was disloyal, his mother a twithead. He took solace in whatever solitude he could find, and had an undeniable penchant for getting in trouble. One as intelligent as he could be quite a horror when unhappy--this he discovered early into his life.

When he was of age, he blazed through the admittance test with flying colors (read: blue hair). Once a part of the Drakonrhedi, he excelled, skyrocketing through the ranks. As a Vetr, he's actually in charge of recon and intel, but doesn't seem to be the type to do this--he spends most of his time reading Shakespeare. However, he is a secret terror when on the mission: capable of incredible infiltration, he's walked up to behemoths and killed them in a single blow. Additionally, in his cat form, he picks up gossip and rumours from all the clans, learning of any possible uprisings and keeping the reputation of the Drakonrhedi as clean as possible.

Cedric's drake is named after Puck, from Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream. The drake fits the name--mischievous and spritely, Puck is of a lean, elegant build. He's also been trained to be one of the quietest fliers that the Drakonrhedi have, making barely a whisper of sound on the night breeze.

Cedric's glasses are enchanted with nightvision. He also has an amulet enchanted with a shapeshifting ability that enables him to take on the look of another person. He usually uses the forms of people he's killed, and has a few set identities.
Both are enchanted by Larael Astriddottir.

Ade Alvadottir /wink wink
Stephen Vyrrson BABY BROTHER