To Make Something Out Of Nothing.. [[ M // Bio ]]

Name - Dastan
Gender - Male
Age - 21
Lineage - Unknown, adopted son of the King of Persia
Eyes - Dark blue
Body - Medium height, muscular build
Strong Points - Speed, Agility, and Personality
Weak Points - Sometimes his intelligence, Attitude, and Curiosity
Personality - Strong-willed and brave, Dastan appears to be your typical Persian Prince. His appearance is rugged, and he can sometimes come across as cold hearted. However, there's more to him. Once you've gained his trust and once you get to know him, Dastan is a strong, careful, and passionate man. HIs mind is in the right place, and he tries to do good no matter the consequences.
History - The air was thick with dust from the horses hooves, and everyone knew to bow down. A gorgeous white stallions pranced into the clearing people had made, and a nasty smirk plagued its rider's lips. Dastan was among those bowing, he didn't want to start anything among the Royals. The thud of the horse's hoofbeats stopped, and Dastan's eyes lifted to see what had happened. He frowned, but couldn't look away. A young boy, about his age, had been preoccupied in his recently purchased apple. He was in the way of the Persian warrior, and only now realized it. The boy's brown eyes widened in surprise, and he cowered back as the soldier dismounted. He raised his hand as to slap the boy, and without thinking, Dastan ran out between the two. The boy, surprised but seizing the opportunity, dashed away to safety. The orphan Dastan stepped back, and the warrior's features scrunched up into a scowl. "You dare disrespect me, boy?" He growled as Dastan looked around him. There were about five others stopped behind him, all were getting off their horses and walking towards the scene. With a small, nervous laugh, Dastan turned to run off. Having done so very quickly, he almost ran into yet another, beautiful, arabian horse. Looking up, Dastan was awed to see the king himself. Mouth agape, the boy fell to his knees to respect the man. A booming chuckle rose from above him, and Dastan looked up to the King. "Where are your parents, child?" He asked, and the boy had to rewind and decipher every word to work through his surprise. "D-dead, sir" He stammered, not able to grieve as he spoke the words due to the sheer power he stood before. The King nodded once, and without a reply, he glanced back at his brother and told him to take Dastan with them.
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