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vampiresuns · 4 years

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Aelius Anatole Radošević De Silva

Anatole has changed a bit as a character since i was around the first time, so he’s getting re introduced. His open to make friends.

art by @elizastarkart

Name: Aelius Anatole Radoševic De Silva. He has two surnames because his mother is latina. He is a mixed Latine-Slav, with family that is all latine, vesuvian, and slavic. People he’s friend’s with call him Anatole (russian/greek pronunciation, he doesn’t acknowledge the French one). Only people he has a strictly professional relationship with, and his uncle call him Aelius.

‘Aelius’ means sun, while ‘Anatole’ means sunrise. He’s fully aware of this, he chose his name himself.

His nicknames are:

‘Nana’ is the most common nickname, and the one most people use.

His mother calls him Lilito, Nana, Nanito, Toly, Tolito, Tortolito.

His father calls him Lily or Lilu.

Toly, Tolytoly or Tolito are nicknames used by his maternal grandmother, his aunt, and his Vesuvian family.

He will not mind if you want to call him Toly, but you cannot call him Lily/Lilu if you’re not his father.

Asra came up with Nanatole, which he doesn’t like but lets Asra call him anyway. Asra also came up with Nana Banana and that is absolutely forbidden.

Family: on his father’s side both the Radošević, who are slavic (yugoslavic, specifically), and the Cassano, a prominent Vesuvian family who has had a hold of the Consulship for years.

On his mother side, the De Silva.

His father’s name is Vladislav, but everyone calls him Vlad, he’s an alchemist, a polymath, and works in what is most similar to biochemical engineering. He has one bother, named Valeriy, who you, however, might now as Valerius. Vlad’s biggest personality trait is being head over heels in love with his wife, and adoring his son more than he thought it was humanly possible to care about someone.

His mother’s name is Louisa De Silva (if you want to add her mother’s surname, it’s Lascal). The L-o-u spelling was a registry mistake she never changed. She moved half across the world while her native country suffer a military-civilian dictatorship to study Medicine. She swore never to go back as long as vestiges of said dictatorship remained in the country. She has two sisters: Paris, who lives in Vesuvia, and Alma, who remained with her parents out of her own choosing. Her medical experience include having been a volunteer war doctor. She didn’t change her surname when she got married.

The Radošević (pronounced Radozheveech) and the Cassano have been entangled families by friendship for generations upon generations, with some marriages between them. Notoriously: Vlad and Val’s father married a Cassano, Matilda, and his bother Mircea, Anatole’s great uncle, also married a Cassano: Florentino. Mircea’s brother and Matilda Cassano died when Vlad and Val were children still, so him and Florentino brought them up.

The Radošević are an overall eccentric family (think the european Addams family), whom are noted for: one, their self-sufficiency/self-preservation, which comes out in a very ‘eccentric people of the world unite’ manner. They appreciate people with character. Two, their leanings towards trades/professions, they do not conceive not doing anything (work hard to play hard). The Cassano, while sharing the quirk, they add the zest for life. It’s like they grabbed the Radošević and told them “you have forgotten how to live and we will remind you how.” Both of them are ridden with racially ambiguous bastard you cannot kill in any way that matters. They simply refuse to. Someone (either the courtiers or Lucio) compared them to roaches, they took it as a compliment.

This will tell you a lot about Anatole’s character.

On a last note, Anatole’s an only child. He has a good relationship with his parents, albeit marked by a sense of distance, solely because he was privately tutored from age 15 and on, which required him to travel a fair share. He was an argumentative teenager, but always cherished whenever he could see his parents. The older he gets, the closer they all become.

Favourite Food: Cake

Favourite drink: Coffee, in general.

Favourite Flower: Iris

Birthday: Nov 1st

Age: 29 (I calculate his age as if he had been born in 1991)

Zodiac:

Sun: Scorpio

Moon: Virgo

Rising: Libra

Mercury & Mars: Scorpio

Venus: Virgo

Patron arcana: Strength & Ace of Swords

Strength

Upright: inner strength, bravery, compassion, focus, Reversed: self doubt, weakness, insecurity

Ace of Swords

Upright: breakthrough, clarity, sharp mind, Reversed: confusion, brutality, chaos

MBTI Type: INTJ-A

Gender: Transmasculine, but Nonbinary. Uses He/Him pronouns only

Orientation: Identifies as NBLM.

LIs: Julian, Muriel, @ilyamatic‘s Andrico, @thelazaretmakesmesad‘s Vishal.

“The sun-like strategist with a solution for everything, and a whole lot of hope in the future.”

More details under the cut!

Physical appearance:

art by @lesbianarcana

5′4. As you can see in the sprite down below, while he’s slim but with muscle, out of doing a moderate to high level of physical activity. The man has a nice waist and inherited his mother’s hips, which he’s very proud of. He likes his legs and his butt the most about himself

Dark brown eyes, long eyelashes. His hair is naturally black, but he dyes it blond.

Has a mole over his right eyebrow, on the left side of the bridge of his nose, and on his left jaw. He has freckles.

An horizontal scar on his nose, which he got by getting hit with a wooden scaffold square in the face. His nose wasn’t broken out of sheer dumb luck. He has a smaller cut on his cheekbone, which was done by a fencing sabre which lacked the proper tip protection/button. It was done onto him by someone else.

The nose scar is how he met Julian before the plague, as he was the doctor which cured his face.

He has several tattoos:

Right arm: A rapier on his inner forearm. Over his elbow he has a black work band, and over it the words ‘THE SUN IS MY UNDOING’ in all caps, circling his arm.

Left arm: a snake wrapped around his forearm, near to the wrist. The Odyssey quote ‘let’s have a toast to the incompetence of our enemies’ under the inner crook of his elbow, and a floral half sleeve.

Chest and Torso: AMOR OMNIA VINCIT over where his heart is supposed to be. He has laurel leaves on the base of his waist.

Legs: ‘o serpent heart hid with a flowering face‘ in his upper, inner thigh, like really up his left inner thigh. A floral anklet on his right ankle.

Languages Spoken: Too many. He speaks nine languages.

Magic Specialities: His magic is connected to both light and languages (it is a play on words with ‘logos’) so he is both adept in photokinesis — he is able to create and manipulate sources of light — and language related magic — which includes incantation and language manipulation. He learns languages as a faster rate than most people, and while he cannot speak or literally understand a language unless he learns it, his magic allows him to intuitively grasp the meaning of words that are being spoken to him.

This capacity also makes him very good at recognising hidden intentions in people. This is not an ability that he broadcasts having, and when he later succeeds Valerius as the Consul, it is something which aids his diplomatic work but he keeps private.

His words tend to carry more weight sometimes because of his magic, something which he can’t always control — it depends on many factors — so he tries to choose his words carefully and with consideration.

His familiar is a Raccoon, named Antu.

Occupation: While he did study magic and is in touch with his magic, he studied politics, diplomacy and international relations. By trade, and out of will to help people, he is a political analyst and, later in life, a Statesman.

Personality/Trivia:

Willpower or Stubbornness? Depends how you look at it. Passionate, generally devoted, hopeful, independent and sometimes defiant. He is a people-oriented introvert. Competitive, but not aggressively so.

Smarter than he gives himself credit for. Overall charming, even debonair.

Curious by nature, hates having his decisions taken for him.

He is proper, sometimes even distinguished, but he is feral. A firm believer in being kind and compassionate with people, until you cross him one too many times, then nothing will make him taint his vindictive wrath.

Is he humble? For the most part. His humbleness comes from knowing his own limits and knowing he’s not infallible. He does have, however, a good deal of pride in himself and trust in what he can do, and he doesn’t like being underestimated.

He’s not particularly loud, though when the chatterbox is on, then it is on, specially if he’s nervous. He is often never still.

He’s known he has ADHD since he was seventeen.

Likes dancing.

He fences, almost every Radošević fences/sword fights, and he will let you know at the slightest chance. Which can be either him simply being hyper-fixated in fencing, him flirting, or him letting you know that if the occasion rises, he’s armed.

Friend shaped, lover shaped if you’re daring enough.

He wrinkles his nose when he doesn’t like something.

Speaking of which: he doesn’t like abuse of power, the Court, injustice, supremacists of any kind, unkind, hurtful and selfish people in general; he doesn’t like red meat (he says it tastes like metal or dirt), narrow minded people, incompetence, specially when displayed by people in positions of power, and purposeful apathy.

A mastermind archetype, but he draws his power from connection. He does not conceive a life not lived with others.

A bit of a bastard, he enjoys a good laugh.

He plays the piano and the harp, he sings, he cannot draw, he’s a lightweight when it comes to alcohol (which doesn’t really stop him), he likes the opera because he likes watching other people’s drama without being dragged into it, and his favourite season is winter. Also likes playing chess, reading, coffee, flowers, a well tailored outfit, learning, languages, the sea, mysteries, winter, a well laid argument, collecting quills, music, winning, knowing he loves and is loved in return.

When he was 7 he bribed his dad for more dessert, and he ate so much he vomited. His sweet tooth hasn’t gone anywhere, it is alive and well.

Perceptive little bastard, will knife cat you for the sake of it. He has a way more present sense of humour than what he comes across.

Would call himself a ‘trans masculine Mary Poppins’.

He is closest to his parents, his uncle, my other ocs Leonore, Medea and Sabine, his cousins Amparo Cassano and Milenko Radošević, Natiqa, Asra, Portia and Nadia.

If he liked women, he would be paired with Nadia. The possibility both terrifies and fascinates me.

@ilyamatic, @viviae, @gaybirdwrites, @arcanaprentiss @apprenticeofcups

#the arcana oc #the arcana mc #aelius anatole

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ilyamatic · 3 years

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Echoes: Day 2

Finally had some time to sit and think about this for @arcana-echoes. So its time to meet the parents pt. 1:

The El-Saieh

Mustafa and Solange were the parents that dreams were made of, in hindsight. They were kind, supportive, earnest. Andrico recalls how busy they used to be, raising the 7 of them, his father writing in his study or preparing lectures while his mother ran back and forth from home to the lab. Despite this, he always felt loved and cherished. And in the end that might be the part that hurts the most. It had been a very long time since he felt his parents’ warmth, long before he was even exiled. War would do that he figures. He distinctly remembers the argument they had before he ran off, the tears in their eyes. It hurt him to hurt them but he had to do it.

He thought his father would understand. Mustafa El-Saieh was a political analyst, known all around the world for his thoughtful insights and witty commentary. He was also a good man, always working, always striving for the betterment of his people. It should have come to no surprise when the Augustine Regime turned their eyes on him, firing at his university office with guns and grenades. What would have happened had he had not run for some coffee in the mess hall? Andrico shuddered at the thought.

And what about his mother? While she was a chemist by trade, the best by far, her distaste for the government at the time was no secret. She witnessed first hand what happened when caustic compounds fell into the wrong hands. She had almost lost her husband because of it.

Alas.

Andrico would wonder if Maman still teased Papa for having more milk than coffee in his morning cup. Does she still sing while she cooks? Does Papa still chase down the fresco vendor down the street on a particularly hot day? Do they smile the same? Or has time taken that too? He sometimes smiles in the mirror to remember. His face was like his father’s but his smile was all Solange. He wonders if they miss him.

He still lights a candle at his altar for them all the same

The Dieudonne

If Jasna could remember her parents, she would remember laughter. She would remember being chased around the mango tree when she was very small by her father and her mother’s limonade on a particularly sunny day.

Racquel and Gaspard Dieudonne were good, hard working people. Her father owned a small provisions store while her mother was a seamstress. They did their best to provide for their daughter, making sure she had a better life than they had. So when Jasna’s magic began to manifest in ways that no one, not even the temple priestesses, had seen before they sought out the best tutors they could afford.

If Jasna could remember her parents, she would remember the day she began to resent them.

They always pushed. Pushed for more studying, more skills, more everything. She would sit at her tutor’s home, their droning lesson a buzz in the background while she watched her siblings play. Her entire childhood was spent like that, sequestered away with dusty old books while her peers got to be kids. Gaspard and Racquel did their best to reassure Jasna that it was for the best. She had a gift, a gift that would take her far in life.

If she could remember, she would have snorted.

Her magic did take her far. Far from home, from her family, and in the end herself.

If Jasna could remember her parents, she would miss them.

The Augustine

The day Jai became Jai was the day their relationship with their parents ended. It wasn’t the coming out as nonbinary that was so much the problem, it was the coming out as everything else. Telling their parents that they were eschewing everything that their family stood for, what their father stood for, even his own name proved to be too much.

It wasn’t that Antoine was an inherently evil man. But he was a coward which in the end may have been worse. Their mother Charlize was far more self-assured but she was comfortable and comfort was not something she was willing to let go of. Antoine was the second son of the powerful Augustine family, younger brother to Reynold Augustine, the man who had ruled Ayiti with an iron fist. While having no mind for politics, he reaped the benefits of his brother’s tyranny, hardly needing to do anything at all. If the blood that was spilt for his family’s power bothered him he never said, though it is safe to assume that he probably didn’t want to be next. Reynold was not a sentimental man after all.

Charlize did not come from a powerful family. Her family didn’t even have a name. She was born in a dirt poor farming town to a dirt poor family. Despite the circumstances of her birth affording her little options, Charlize wanted more from life. So she learned. She listened in on more affluent children’s lessons as she cleaned around their homes and took their old workbooks home to study. Soon she had taught herself to read and write, affording her better positions, eventually leading her to manage entire households. Her tenacity, wit, as well as her beauty became well known and soon she was managing the household of one young Antoine Augustine. The rest they say was history. Despite her private revolusion of the Regime, Charlize refused to dissent. She was not willing to risk her life nor the comforts it provided. So she watched silently as things deteriorated.

While they feel nothing when their father crossed their mind, Charlize’s face still brought on a smidge of affection and more than a bit of hurt.

Reynold Augustine was not a sentimental man so it surprised no one that he was willing to assassinate his own kin. Charlize, knowing that she could not protect her child forever, arranged to have Jai shipped off to Venterre. At the time, Jai was livid, swearing that they would never return to that accursed island and that Charlize was dead to them. Looking back Jai knew it was for their own protection but the bitterness still remained.

They figure that it always would

#the arcana #fan apprentice #the arcana mc #andrico the soft chaos boy #jasna the reluctant magician #jai the rebel #arcana echoes #arcana eotp

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vampiresuns · 3 years

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Day 14: In Another Life

As you could read in ‘The Best Way To Predict The Future Is To Invent It’, I took a different route with the ‘Another Life’ from @arcana-echoes. Anatole would’ve not feasibly left Vesuvia — when he isn’t the apprentice he doesn’t leave, he just doesn’t die — and even if Milenko and Amparo did, they would resume their occupations.

Instead I went with what would happen if Lucio was never Count and, in absence of the Count the Consul ruled.

In the game-compliant timeline, Anatole’s great grandfather, Vitale Cassano (former Consul) along with other members of the Cassano family were looking to record the history of Vesuvia as far as they could go.

The first notable difference is that in that quest, Vitale finds out [spoilers for Portia’s route] about the pact the first Count made for the city to be in this constant cycle of death and rebirth. What Vitale figured is that if the source of that is in the Canals of the city, then what you need to do is rewrite them.

The Cassano-Radošević have a big circle of acquaintances from all sides of life, from a lot of different places. Finding someone who could aid like this (or someone who knew someone) was feseable.

Like Anatole himself, the big strength of the C-R lies in making connections. Intelligence for the sake of it, power for the sake of it, do not bring satisfaction to them: life is to be lived and loved. You survive because life is worth living.

Vitale was the Consul for a long time, he would’ve known the former, former Count, and would’ve seen the transition from that one to the Count before Lucio.

It was Agrippinna (the sibling of Anatole’s great grandfather) the one who placed the picture together, of the potential harm the former Count’s favour of mercenaries could bring to the City. Agrippinna was of this idea in the game-compliant timeline too. However, the letter from Vitale about potential harm to the City would’ve been enough to edge them on and check on the contents.

With this information, and we see in the game how dangerous it is when it falls on the wrong hands, Iovanus has enough reason to distrust the Count’s decision to hand the city to Lucio, as he would’ve had enough evidence to not give the latter the benefit of doubt.

The true consolidation of the Cassano as the Count-Consul family comes after the Plague, which I still think happens, because there’s no way Lucio wouldn’t have tried to take the city back. He would probably come back in a Devil-Lucio merge.

The Plague still hit the City, but it didn’t hit it as terribly as it did in the game.

In this timeline the Colosseum would no longer function as a battleground. In due time, aid spots and initiatives, as well as poverty fighting social programs, would’ve become usual in Vesuvia.

As for Anatole, I’m sure his mother would’ve stilled liked him to have a normal childhood, so he decided if he wanted to join the Cassano politics later, when he was older. Him having a normal childhood that was in touch with the material reality of the world would’ve still be incredibly important for both his parents. His parents and Asra��s parents would’ve been close friends, given all Vlad, Aisha and Salim are alchemists — Court Magicians. Vlad, Nana’s father, would probably end up as a Civic Infrastructure consultant.

Anatole would’ve still travelled, and he still would’ve taken the particular turn to the left his political views have, however, with Valerius as the standing Count now, he would’ve been disputed to either replace Valerius himself or his aunt Cassiopeia, as Amparo would still not want a political job.

Amparo, however, ends up doing politics. While her position as the daughter of Consul Cassiopeia Cassano, and niece (actually Cousin however times removed, but Valerius calls her niece) of the Count, she would’ve probably had access to better theatre and dance opportunities, or be subject of special consideration in some occasions. Her notoriety would’ve probably come a lot sooner. She still ends up with Portia, who comes to visit her brother.

Yet, when she hits her early 30s (which are just around the corner) she would end up shifting into politics, powered by her present concern about people’s conditions, social justice and access to education. Like Valerian Cassano, now former Count-Consort, widow of former Count Iovanus Cassano, La Cassano would’ve turned into politics willingly, though not to become the Consul after her mother.

In this timeline, Iris and Cassiopeia have another daughter, called Artemisia Eudora Cassano, who does become the Consul after Cassiopeia.

Milenko is the only one who never turns to politics. While he would mantain the topics of his writing (pastoral horror, and urban magical realism) he would’ve become the Poet Laureate of Vesuvia.

Nadia eventually becomes the Praetor. She and Natiqa would’ve most likely been ambassadors to consolidate the newfound Prakran-Vesuvian relations, and while she would’ve had no Count to hapzardly marry, I’m sure that without her in the line of succession, Valerius would’ve taunted the possibility of them being friends. She would’ve stayed in Vesuvia as a memeber of the Court, only she would’ve had agency, and would not have the pressure of a deteriorating marriage.

She eventually begins a relationship with Vesuvia’s Poet Laureate Milenko Radošević, as Nadia is indeed supposed to be Milenko’s LI.

After whatever road the events of the game take, Valerius would sooner rather than later prepare the transition for Anatole to take his place, as in an environment with no deals, steady support from his family, and a different approach from his predecessor in how to handle the City, he would’ve been encouraged to follow his true passions: wine, arts and theatre, stepping down as the Consul, becoming a patron of the arts with his own Vineyard. Anatole replaces Valerius as the Count at the age of 31, instead the usual 29 with which he replaces him as the Consul.

The system the Cassano follow is rather easy: first, do not saturate structures of power with people in the family. Secondly, no one becomes the Count or the Consul by force or duty: you must do it because you want to. Thirdly, corollary of the former, positions of governance must be filled with people with the technical capacities to carry the job, regardless or where they come from. They still give some positions as political favours, but ask that the person using them knows what they’re doing.

Nadia becomes Anatole’s praetor, as by the time he is Consul, he would like to start a series of justice reforms.

Anatole’s best friends (Medea and Leonore) continue to be his best friends. Medea becomes a councilwoman, and Leonore becomes a self-proclaimed master of entertainment (”A clown then,” Anatole says). In reality he keeps his job as a therapist. Natiqa continues to be his friend, so do Asra and Muriel — in this AU, Muriel would’ve been taken in by the Alnazars. Depending on the route you want to take, either him or Julian end up as Count Consorts, as they are Anatole’s LIs.

(However @ilyamatic‘s Andrico, along with Julian could also be Count Consort, as we ship the three of them together. On the other hand, @apprenticealec‘s Leon could also end up in the same position, as they are also shipped with Nana).

Remember you can always check who is who in the Radošević-Cassano family tree, here.

#arcana eotp #echoes of the past: amparo #echoes of the past: anatole #echoes of the past: milenko #my writing #the radosevic-cassano

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