Prince Alecstazi Thrax
Why must people clamor to break what is not broken? Are there not enough broken things already?
Description: There is a marked intensity about this man. Tangible in the air around him, coiled and primed to strike. And yet. His is a tall frame, standing well above the average height, and well muscled, he carries himself with pride, determination and a touch of arrogance. Black hair is dark enough to hold a bluish sheen in the light, clipped short on the back and sides, but long enough to be swept back in the front, or to occasionally fall into his eyes. Thick black lashes frame eyes that cannot decide on a hue. Pale and blue as a washed out summer sky from one angle, from another, the visceral blue of northern ice. His face is handsome, angular cheekbones, a strong jaw that tapers to an almost paradoxically delicate point. His nose is a touch too large for his face, and his brows are often the most expressive thing about him. His mouth is wide and prone to sly half-smiles that only accentuate its width.
Personality: Precise. That is a good word to sum up this Thraxian prince. Well mannered, courtly, every movement is thought through, practiced, polished, decorous. He can be charming in a sharp way, his wit dry and sometimes pointed. Not the kind to begrudge an apology if his barb is too sharp, there is, however, an unflinching expectation of station, of behavior and etiquette. When breached he can be frosty and disapproving, proving just how much of his charm is deliberate. To say he is a bit of a traditionalist is an understatement. He is Thrax through and through, to the core.
Background: Son of Donrai's youngest brother Weylan Thrax, Alecstazi was born into power. Or at least within the aura of it. Even as a child he was measured, perceptive and quick to learn the art that was surviving in Donrai's court. He studied his uncle well, and modeled himself after the most successful courtiers in the Mourning Isles. He did not speak unless spoken to, his answers were short, accurate and politely given. He studied the way of the sword and hid his dislike of boats, because showing weakness was not the path to victory. And victory? Meant surviving.
Alecstazi was twelve years old when the Tyde Rebellion began and Donrai's fury threatened to turn the seas permanently red. Too young to fight, Alecstazi studied the battle reports, drank up stories of the fighting, listening at Donrai's knee. Three years later, he was horrified to discover that his father, Weylan and his older brother Rotan were traitors, working to try to smuggle some of the last remaining Tyde children to freedom. He immediately called for guards and told his uncle of his father and elder brother's crimes. The sentence was to be death, but at Alecstazi's suggestion, he had them made thralls instead. Death is a swift punishment with no chance to really atone for one's betrayals, he reasoned. Thralldom... well. Isn't that the worse punishment? Apparently, Donrai agreed.
Alecstazi earned his uncle's favor and was able to navigate that into being allowed (with no small amount of eye rolling) to cultivate a small number of cavalry soldiers in Maelstrom. Again, he argued, if ever there was a need to fight on the mainland, better to have an idea and some preparedness than be caught flatfooted and landlocked.
He enjoyed the benefits of Donrai's favor, cultivating his persona at court, continuing his education in martial training, tactics and doing his cavalry drills. When the old man died and Victus defeated Dagon, that was a blow that left him reeling. He's continued to work towards the betterment of Maelstrom, though the direction the fealty has been taking, the move away from tradition has been growing more and more concerning. This last proclamation, about the end of thralldom, well. Things have got to stop. It is time for Alecstazi to head to Arx and see for himself what is going on.
|Alarissa||As staunch as they come, as traditionalist as they come. And yet, here we are, a traditionalist who can see the light.|
|Aleksei||He cares more about the comforts and prosperity of those in power than he cares about the humanity of anyone underneath them. People who idolize monsters generally do monstrous things.|
|Alessia||I am glad my dear cousin has come to Arx. To more opportunities for bonding.|
|Amari||Trouble, most likely, with a capital T. Anyone in the company of a goose is someone to be watched carefully. They may bite.|
|Arman||Aside from the goose, he seems a congenial prince. He holds the same underlying resolve of any born of Thrax and yet his demeanor seems a juxtaposition of it. Charming and eager to aid his family, I look forward to working with him in a support capacity.|
|Athaur||Far mor courteous then I was expecting|
|Berenice||He wants to be my friend. He has very good taste.|
|Brigida||I've seen smiles like that before and I don't like them. He is suitably respectful though.|
|Cahal||He's almost as big as I am and says he's far better at charging around on horseback than he is at hand to hand. Maybe thats why I beat him at arm wrestling. More likely it was just good luck.|
|Cassima||The last time these two serpents were at Maelstrom as children - they were only playing at swords and words. Now, they have met again years later and Cassima has found her cousin Alec to be intriguing. Outwardly dignified with a warm core and kind words but just as cynical and pragmatic as she has become. She looks forward to sharing more words and dark rum with the Prince and will value the words he gives her.|
|Catalana||When I think Thrax, I think stoic, unsmiling, diplomats. Prince Alecstazi is not that. Loud in every single way. He is a breath of fresh air to be around.|
|Delilah||If Thrax has produced a greater bundle of contradictions and challenges since Donrai and Dagon, we would be hard pressed to know about it.|
|Denica||Ah cousin. Such a good sport. One day he will learn to hide his boots. Family can be so much fun.|
|Harlex||He has a lot of opinions. If I had any stake in them, I might want to break a few of his bones. As it stands, I don't. He's not boring, far as Thraxians go. But everyone is more likable when you're drunk.|
|Ian||Wonder if he's marrying into Halfshav, or she's marrying into Thrax.|
|Jasher||Perhaps under different circumstances, we would have been the same man. I wonder who among us changed. Me? Or him?|
|Jeffeth||I don't like the things he says, but he's probably much better at saying them so if I say things and he says things back I will likely get very confused and then not know what things to say and the things he says will sound a lot more convincing and make me feel like were the things I said even right, until someone comes and assures me that yes those things are right and it would make me feel better BUT-- I think I'll just frown at him instead.|
|Josephine||A storyteller, weaving words in an effort to provide some inspiration. An enjoyable Thrax.|
|Lark||He carries himself with a purpose and pride, which one might mark as fine traits, and seems entirely too concerned about tradition.|
|Lucita||One of the Thrax princes with an obvious strength of personality. He seems to be a traditionalist worried for his people. He foresees problems clearly and articulates them so others understand and listens to opinions of others. We communicate well enough there is hope to, in time, be able to help ease the situation in a lasting manner without it seeming a distasteful charity.|
|Mabelle||He thinks I'm loud. But he talks more than me!|
|Martino||Very businesslike when it comes to conversation which, I believe is very typically Thraxian of him|
|Mirk||He wears his heart on his sleeve. Sometimes that leads him astray, and I'm not entirely sure I approve of him or his beliefs, but I have no doubts of his sincerity: He's a man who is wholly present in the moment, and wholly committed to those he cares for.|
|Monique||Good. Then bad. Then good again. Still good. Human. It's rare to see someone who embraces their ideals, yet considers other points of view too. And he's a damned talented storyteller. Perhaps the best I've ever encountered.|
|Nurie||Though he seems rather fierce in the Whites, he was quite companionable and charming in person. And he treated my lady with great respect, as one should do! I've never met a lord with a goose for a pet, however--that seems like it might get rather messy. Though I'm told they're very good guards!|
|Petal||a playful Thrax prince who likes water, swimming and I think redhair!|
|Reese||Knows a good deal about combat and horses and swords, but is also charming and intelligent and interesting.|
|Sabella||I have to admit to not meeting many Thrax Princes, which is so odd isn't it considering the amount of Princesses around, but I found Alexstazi to be most delightful with a touch of whimsy I wouldn't expect. Also a goose.|
|Sabine||You can often tell what's most piqued a man's interest by where he doesn't look, the person he doesn't address. So it is, thus far, with Prince Alecstazi. I'm sure to hear from him again.|
|Sanya||Lovely to converse with and seems to share some of my values. It was nice to have his company.|
|Saoirse||A hard line Thrax noble with opinions to burn, I'm glad he came to speak more truths at my event.|
|Sophie||Quite formal. Still, I sense there's more than formality. If he's a friend of Legate Ailith's then he must be a good man.|
|Sorrel||A traditionalist who actually seems to understand that married-in women come with a variety of skills, even if they end up working as diplomats for House Thrax. And he seems to have quite the way with ladies; I shall have to introduce him to all of my single friends.|
|Sven||Alecstazi gives me the impression of sharp contrasts, maybe he'll go well with something bittersweet.|
|Tescelina||He has many opinions. Stalwart in the face of danger, but not tremendously wise.|
|Thea||Well natured prince.There be something lurking behind that smile however. Smart--I hope to see what it is.|
|Tyrus||A cousin that's been making waves with his opinions. There's power in tradition, in our roots, and he recognizes it well.|
|Valdemar||Respectful, I get the feeling we will see eye to eye on a number of things. He also fights well, taking his lumps graciously as the lessons they are.|
|Vanora||I find his conversation stimulating and am glad that he is here. He seems to have much in common with Valdemar, and I hope we will be seeing more of him.|
|Victus||Some of us grow some comfortable within Arx's walls that we forget the hardened life. Where the peerage is under threat from misguided ideals that erode our tradition. It's a hard thing to leave behind what is detriment and what is an unbroken pillar of our society. Decisions that must be tempered by wisdom and planning. Alecstazi is one end of the spectrum. The immovable rock that is placed in the center of a river roaring with voices of change. I'm glad he's here. There is someone to remind us of the traditions that still ensure our strength, no matter how many will cringe to hear it.|
|Vitalis||He may fall to the City's pleasures, this traditional Prince of Maelstrom. What will his people say? They'll say 'Arrrh, it's the Lycene blood, it is!' It may be.|
|Wash||He has good taste in women. Most Thrax princes do.|
|Willow||Dashing, larger than life. and with eyes as blue as a summer sky. Guy is charming. Strong positive first impression. Maybe one day he will take me horseback riding or sailing.|
|Zara||Tradition beats at his heart. He's well-reasoned and argues well -- even when it's an argument he's unlikely to win.|