Hellooo everyone! We're here again with new post of our blog series — CURSE OF THE STARS Character Portraits & Traits!
In today's blog, we are introducing another one of our characters... He is the dark and mysterious one in our group, although he usually pretends like he doesn't have an heart, we certainly know that he has... especially when he is around his boyfriend!
Yes, you guessed it right.
He is...
ORLANDO LANDRAKE!
ORLANDO LANDRAKE
First Appearance in the Book:
"Crying is pointless; don’t waste your last breath doing that," A rough voice, which had grown raucous with beer, skimmed through the walls of the dungeon, molten by damp.
"Your attitude is making this worse every time, Orlando. Just kill him, or else he is going to wake everyone up!" Beatrice hissed, her knuckles were white as marble as she grasped her blade.
“There is nothing wrong with seeking some fun, even in an ancient ritual. But if you still want to play the coward, I’m fine with it.”
Witch Abilities:
• Collecting Demons and Spirits
• Trading with Devils
• Necromancy
To Orlando, pure rage was more powerful than any weapon. He grabbed a piece of thin wood from the crushed forest ground and circled it around his hand three times. Just for a second, he feared nothing would happen. But when the words he whispered started taking shape in the ordinary wood, he couldn’t help smiling sneakily. The words became little energy particles, filling every spot of the mossy surface with rose-gold colored mischievous drops of light. He felt the wood getting warmer each second as if it was being electrified. In the blink of an eye, it bursted into million small particles, all of them gathering near Conrad. He watched as a huge rope created from the wood slipped into Conrad’s neck. At first, he didn’t even notice the way it started to choke him slowly, but his face was turning into a berry red each second.
Physical Appearance:
“No need to rush, Elliot. Or are you afraid of getting caught?” Orlando teased, but he looked less threatening than he used to be with the navy-blue suit he wore for dinner and with tiny snowflakes in his raven- black hair.
Quote:
Orlando traced a finger over one of the scars on Evan’s cheek. Like snow-capped branches, white scratches had ruined his tender flesh.
“I will not keep them alive.” His voice was growing softer with each look upon Evan’s ablaze eyes. He continued with a careful whisper, as if each syllable was a poem on its own. “I will nail their skin to every North wind until they become nothing but winter’s breath upon the throat of seagulls.”
“It’d be pointless…” Evan's lips twitched, trying to find the right word. “Everything I used to call home is gone.”
“I disagree. I’m perfectly alive.”
Character Traits:
• cold-blooded, strong, cunning, ambitious
• he's really skilled with blades
• Necromancy is his area of expertise
• mocking but serious at the same time
• his only weak spot is Evan
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