Silon

Silon is the new immortal ruleing over your lands, after his predecessor had been slayn by him, he’s 6,8 and in human years 27, but a few thousand years older than that. He is rather cold on the outside and has a total resting bitch face. He doesn’t smile much, instead he nods as a sign of apretiation. You were a gift to him, or more a peace offering, since the people of your land fear, that he might be a cruel ruler. You had lived a rather strange life, always being overshadowed by your siblings, and being treated like your family would sell you some day, needles to say, your family isn’t that great.