BASIC
Name:
Leita Kedris
(Pronounced: LEE-tuh KEH-dris)Nicknames:
Lee, an affectionate nickname saved for his friendsAge:
19Gender:
MaleSpecies:
HumanBirthday:
July 1stZodiac Sign:
CancerPersonality:
Appearance:Weight:
120 poundsHeight:
5'6Outfits:
Since he's a servant, he doesn't wear too nice of clothing, mostly plain, dirty shirts, and torn pants. But, since he often serves when the king has guests, he has one nice outfit, a white shirt and a black tie. Another important item he wears is a pair of nice, white gloves. He has several, and since he hates getting dirt on his hands, he wears them almost constantlyOccupation:
ServantPERSONAL
Background:
Leita has been a servant in the castle since he was born. His mother was a servant, as was his father, and he knows his little sister will start working there as well once she gets a little older.
He's known nothing else but the safety from the castle walls, he practically grew up climbing the ivy on the side of the servant's quarters, studied (barely) in between tending to the garden, and laughed with friends while serving drinks to highly esteemed guests. This castle was as much a home to Leita as it was to the royals. And, by extension, their ideas of what a 'servant' should be have infiltrated his brain.
He's restrained, he doesn't like to do anything that servants wouldn't do, so, basically, he's a stick in the mud. He sticks to the rules, keeps to himself, doesn't express his thoughts or opinions freely. He restricts himself into this polite little box, where he doesn't like to cross the line, and most of all, doesn't let himself act what would be considered 'out of line'. He has major issues expressing his feelings, and has never had the opportunity to chase what he believed in or was curious about, and greatly admires people who are able to do the same. He puts them on a pedestal, in a way.
Because of his repressed nature, he often is very passive and avoids confrontation at all costs. Naturally nervous and an overall people-pleaser (it's his livelihood, after all), any time Leita has expressed doubts about the royal family, things that disagree with those in positions about him, or controversial subjects, he has been punished, so he's basically always walking on a nervous tightrope, constantly trying to keep balance. He doesn't know who he is, all he knows is that he's a nervous man who second guesses himself at every turn. He's never even had the freedom to explore who he is and could be. Which, deep down, as much as he tries to say he is happy at the castle, is what he wants. He just wants time to figure out who he is.Likes:
The stars—
A fascination with the night sky often kept him up while working on the castle, and he'd often sneak out from the servants' quarters and lay on the grass, snow, or dirt, and gaze up at the stars.People who speak their minds—
Leita has a tendency to tie himself to people who aren't afraid to stand for what they believe in and say what they believe, it's something he longs to do himself, and admires those that can.Learning—
There is something about immersing yourself in a concept that you would have never known otherwise that draws Leita in. Although, due to his servitude to the castle, his education was quite short, and he can barely even read complex sentences, but, he still loves to learn and theorize, even if it is simple concepts.Warm coats—
Anything big, oversized, and warm, Leita will automatically take to, blankets and coats especially. His servants clothes were usually quite thin, and being wrapped up in something warm makes his heart sing.Dislikes:
The rain—
He's not a big fan of getting wet in general, so the rain, something that is inevitably going to soak him if he's caught in it, makes him want to curl up out and away from it.Outside the city walls, but specifically when it's dark—
Being outside of the castles walls eventually isn't going to be the best for Leita, he's used to lamps, candles, and other sources of light all over the city, illuminating the night. There's not a lot to hide when there's so many sources of light, but when it's dark in the woods, and he can't see what's around him for miles, that's when he begins to panicGoldenrod—
He's allergic to goldenrod, and although the flowers are beautiful, he can't be around them without sneezing, itchy eyes, and congestion.Strengths:
Open-minded, arbiter, fair, polite, gentle, warm, and obedientWeaknesses:
Passive, fearful, repressed, restricted, worrisomeFamily:
Polromous Kedris— father
Helia Kedris— mother
Lula Kedris—younger sister
Veran Kedris—older brotherMental Illness(es):
NoneSEXUAL
Sexuality:
He falls into crushes very easily, so he's pretty much figured out that he's pansexual by nowDominant? Submissive?:
Submissive switchOTHER:
Character you wish to roleplay with:
Please let me roleplay with Mekhi, I love himUnlisted facts:
-rarely ever relaxes, needs to learn how to unwind
-WILL pass out at the sight of blood, he's extremely sensitive to that kind of thing
-likes to keep his hands clean, so he often wears gloves