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Nodin’s best friend and cousin – Shea Mason “Hawk-like Stone-Cutter”

Age: 19
Race: Human
Height: 5’8
Hair: He has golden-brown strands that fall to his chin, the tousled strands often falling in front of his eyes.
Eyes: He has brilliant golden-hazel eyes that always seem to dance.
Physical: Shea is much more delicate than his cousin. With lightly tanned skin and a lean frame, he has softness to his features that Nodin lacks. With high cheekbones and full, pouting lips, his mother has often sighed that he would be beautiful if only he’d been a woman. Still, there is a certain attentiveness that radiates from his form. His dancing eyes are ever alert for an unknown danger, and his strong, delicate fingers often drum against the staff that Elaine gave to him.
Personality: If there is one thing that Shea loves to do, it is to laugh. His clear tenor laughter will make anyone smile. He tends to find most things funny, and people grow very alarmed if the jovial Shea ever becomes despondent. He has a fascination with stone, since his father is a stone mason, but he wants to carve sculptures instead of building homes like Hogan. Inside this cheerful young man lies the delicate soul of an artist.
Family: Hogan [father, age 60], Kira [mother, age 45], Regan [brother, age 15], Nydia [sister, age 12], Kaspar [uncle, age 46]


The Immortal One – Ambrosi “Immortal”

Age: 10,023
Race: Geraint (human-looking people that lived for 200 years even in ancient times)
Height: 6’2
Hair: He has wavy strands of purest gold that cascade to his shoulder blades. The chin-length bangs are usually pulled into a small braid that is held by a sapphire-encrusted hairclip.
Eyes: He has the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen. They are the same brilliant blue of a sky that is entirely untroubled of clouds, and you could lose yourself in their emptiness. When he’s angry, they darken to a grayish-blue like a tempest-tossed sea.
Physical: Tall by history’s standards, he seems even taller when he turns the full-force of his charisma upon you. He has a slender form with just the right amount of muscles clinging to the bones beneath his skin, his skin which seems to have been carved from pale alabaster. He is hauntingly beautiful, and perhaps that handsomeness is increased by the emptiness of his features, the languid downturn of his lips, as though he’s too weary to keep smiling.
Personality: Anyone who lives, trapped, inside a castle for 10,000 years will become insane or lethargic, and Ambrosi has done a little bit of both. He just doesn’t care any more. Everyone and everything blurs together for the immortal, and he often gets history muddled in his head, thinking an event that happened three thousand years earlier had occurred three years before. He has no will to live, and nothing entertains him…at least until Nodin Salvino and Shea Mason come into his life.
Family: Ali [father, deceased], Malvina [mother, deceased]

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