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CARTER LEE ASHDOWN
[ appearance will change once they have grown to be the official king and such. if the picture isn't okay, i can change it to the other one ]
[ @Rubinaito ]

sat atop a medium boulder, a male twisted a small, metal blade over the grey material beneath him. a cloak lay upon his shoulders, hood raised and covering a pale face. short, wavy brown hair was seen through the hood, contrasting against such a tone of flesh. within the thin locks of hair, streaks of a bright blue could be seen. after many moments, the male replaced his blade into its holster latched to his right thigh. i wonder where he is, he thought, sighing with a boredom-filled breath. normally, he would be practicing to raise himself to a higher level, but he did not want to do so without his friend around. hand raising up to his chest, he grabbed a hold of a small locket dangling from it. engraved on the locket was two names. carter and alexander. carter, which was his name, should have been the second to be engraved, as he was of lower class than alexander. shrugging to himself, carter leaned back against the boulder and allowed the hood to fall from over his head.

pale skin was formed upon sharp features, framed by dark brown hair. blue swirled within it, also reaching down to his eyes, which were like a sun-kissed ocean. they were warm and liquidy, although they held a hidden haunting in them. only those who knew carter could decipher the look and what it meant. he was certainly not an open book, like some may think. carter tended to leave his emotions bottled up instead of flaunting them around the city, looking for attention. his expression usually remained stoic at all times.

well, unless he was around alexander, of course.

ever since they were born, both of them were inseperable. but now, with alexander growing to be the king, carter wasn't sure of how their relationship would last. alexander would need to find a female in order to create the next generation of royalty. clearly, carter could not do so. the thought brought a twisting whirl of worry and jealousy together, settling low in his heart. alexander could never choose him. he was royalty, and carter was a mere mage of the water element, working to become a part of the ordo guild. they would soon drift apart as their duties came upon them. how could their friendship ever possibly last?