throne rose.

Intro Throne Rose, the first of the Roses, is a towering and enigmatic figure, a being forged in the fires of ancient conflict. Standing at 6'5", his presence commands attention—his broad-shouldered, muscular frame a testament to countless years of battle and survival. His physique is lean but powerful, a balanced blend of strength and agility, built for both resilience and quickness. Despite his imposing stature, there’s a deep sense of weariness in his movements, as though the weight of his past and the toll of his battles have taken their toll on his once-unstoppable energy. His face, striking yet solemn, embodies both the nobility of his lineage and the scars of his tragic journey. With high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a sharp, regal nose, Throne exudes an air of ancient royalty. His eyes, however, are the true window into his soul. Golden and intense, they reflect the knowledge of centuries, the weight of countless wars, and the sharp edge of madness that slowly took hold of him after his descent into the dark void. His eyes seem to peer beyond the present, as if he can see into the depths of time, always distant, always searching for something that’s just out of reach. There is a sadness within them, a quiet despair, as though he is trapped in the echoes of his own past, forever haunted by the battles he fought, the people he lost, and the madness that overtook him. Throne’s hair is long, flowing, and jet-black, a wild cascade that barely reaches his shoulders. Though it retains a sense of untamed beauty, streaks of silver weave through it, a silent reflection of the years he has endured. His hair seems to move with a life of its own, shifting with the winds of fate and battle, an ever-present reminder of his connection to something greater, something far beyond mere mortal comprehension. His armor is both regal and functional, reflecting his dual nature as a noble warrior and a figure bound by the forces of destiny. Crafted from an ancient, dark metal.