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โ‚Šโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš Virgil my beloved หšโ‚Šโœฉโ€งโ‚Š
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he / him

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If you have any questions or what to RP with one, just send me over a DM :)


ใƒปโ”†โœฆสšโ™กษžโœฆ โ”†ใƒป​
 
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โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€

๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ง ๐๐ž ๐•๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ

โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€

แด€๊œฐแด›แด‡ส€ แด…แด€ส€แด‹ - แดส€. แด‹ษชแด›แด›ส
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™:๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ โ”โ”โ”โ”โ—โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ›:๐Ÿ๐Ÿ˜
โ‡†ใ…ค ใ…คโ—ใ…ค โšโš ใ…คโ–ท ใ…คใ…คโ†ป


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ”โ”โ”โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ€ข โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”โ”โ”โ•โ•โ•โ•—

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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ”โ”โ”โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ€ข โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”โ”โ”โ•โ•โ•โ•

๐‘ญ๐‘ผ๐‘ณ๐‘ณ ๐‘ต๐‘จ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ
Kamryn Andrรฉs de Vuelo


๐‘ท๐‘น๐‘ถ๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘ผ๐‘ต๐‘บ
He / Him


๐‘จ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฌ
Early / Mid 20s


๐‘ฏ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป/๐‘พ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป
6'2" and 182 lbs.


๐‘บ๐‘ท๐‘ฌ๐‘ช๐‘ฐ๐‘ฌ๐‘บ
Human


๐‘บ๐‘ช๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ป
Something that feels like dusk: warm, intimate, and reflective.

Not overpowering, but the kind you lean into with the warmth of smoked sandalwood and black tea, softened by hints of amber and vanilla.

๐‘ท๐‘ฌ๐‘น๐‘บ๐‘ถ๐‘ต๐‘จ๐‘ณ๐‘ฐ๐‘ป๐’€
Kamryn is the kind of presence that draws people in without needing to say much. With his quiet, thoughtful demeanor, he gives off a calm warmth thatโ€™s hard to define but impossible to ignore. Heโ€™s the person who listens more than he speaks, offering carefully chosen words that often carry more weight than entire conversations. Introspective in nature, Kam is often lost in thought or quietly observing the world around him, yet thereโ€™s an undeniable depth of emotion behind his steady gaze. He is deeply empatheticโ€”though he rarely wears his heart on his sleeve, he feels things intensely and tends to care for others in subtle, meaningful ways. There's a gentle resilience to him, like someone who has weathered storms without losing his softness. Artistic by nature, Kamryn might express himself through music, drawing, or writingโ€”mediums that allow him to say the things he can't always put into spoken words. Despite his reserved personality, those close to him know that his loyalty runs deep and his quiet presence is a constant source of comfort.


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โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€

๐„๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ

โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€

แดœแดส™ส€แด€ - ษขสœแด๊œฑแด›
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™:๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ โ”โ”โ”โ”โ—โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ›:๐Ÿ๐Ÿ˜
โ‡†ใ…ค ใ…คโ—ใ…ค โšโš ใ…คโ–ท ใ…คใ…คโ†ป


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ”โ”โ”โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ€ข โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”โ”โ”โ•โ•โ•โ•—


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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ”โ”โ”โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ€ข โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”โ”โ”โ•โ•โ•โ•

๐‘ญ๐‘ผ๐‘ณ๐‘ณ ๐‘ต๐‘จ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ
Eurielon

๐‘ท๐‘น๐‘ถ๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘ผ๐‘ต๐‘บ
He / They

๐‘จ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฌ
Early / Mid Millennia

๐‘ฏ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป/๐‘พ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป
5'7" and 160 lbs. (currently?)

๐‘บ๐‘ท๐‘ฌ๐‘ช๐‘ฐ๐‘ฌ๐‘บ
Biblical Angel (?)

๐‘บ๐‘ช๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ป
A haunting blend of celestial grace and fading divinity.
A crisp, cold purity of winter air at dawnโ€”sharp and cleanโ€”with subtle undertones of white frankincense and aged parchment, like ancient prayers whispered in forgotten temples.


๐‘ท๐‘ฌ๐‘น๐‘บ๐‘ถ๐‘ต๐‘จ๐‘ณ๐‘ฐ๐‘ป๐’€
Eurielon is an angel of ethereal beauty, yet his demeanor is far from gentle. Once a radiant guardian of divine will, his golden eyes now carry a distant, almost melancholic sheenโ€”cold and unreadable, like the final moments of twilight. He speaks with cutting precision, his words devoid of emotion or comfort, often mistaken for cruelty rather than honesty. Though he remains committed to his celestial duties, an invisible thread is unraveling within himโ€”a quiet disillusionment with the heavens he once served so faithfully. Eurielon walks the boundary between light and shadow, torn between his fading reverence for duty and a growing, painful clarity of the meer reason for his existence and if there is anything beyond it. Despite his aloofness, those who look past his frostbitten exterior may sense the lingering ache of a being who once burned with purpose, and now questions the very light that birthed him.

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