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"I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say no more ace to play"
ROWAN
Irish | "little red-haired one"
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ALISTAIR
Scottish Gaelic | "defender of mankind"
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NORWICH
Old English | "from Norwich"
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ZODIAC ALIGNMENT
SCORPIO
Latin | skaw·pee·ow | /ˈskɔːr.pi.oʊ/
""A Scorpio's love is like a deep dive into the ocean,
exploring the mysteries and depths of the heart"
✞ Intense▪ Rowan experiences emotions with powerful depth and conviction. When he commits to something—love, loyalty, revenge, or ambition—he throws himself into it completely. Half-measures rarely exist for him.
✞ Perceptive▪ Rowan is highly observant and skilled at reading the people around him. Subtle changes in tone, body language, or intention rarely escape his notice, making him difficult to deceive and quick to sense hidden motives.
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✞ Secretive ▪ Rowan carefully guards his true thoughts, emotions, and intentions. He reveals only what he chooses, often maintaining a composed exterior while keeping his deeper feelings and plans hidden from others.
✞ Unyielding ▪ Once Rowan sets his mind on something, he becomes incredibly determined. Obstacles, pressure, or opposition rarely make him abandon a goal, and he will endure hardship rather than give up on something he believes must be achieved.
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THE TALE OF ROWANS LIFE
Rowan had been born into a life that demanded perfection. From the moment he could understand words, he had been taught what a man was supposed to be. A gentleman. A protector. A provider. A man who never faltered, never embarrassed his name, never failed the people who depended on him. His father made sure of that.
The man was rarely home. Work consumed him—long hours, endless responsibilities—but whenever he did return, he became something almost mythic. The perfect husband. The perfect father. A man admired by strangers and respected by everyone who knew his name. To Rowan, he wasn’t just a father. He was a standard.
And Rowan grew up knowing that one day the world would expect him to reach it. So he tried. He buried himself in school, chasing flawless grades and spotless praise. Teachers admired him. Classmates envied him. Adults nodded approvingly at the boy who seemed destined for success.
Inside his mind, the future had always looked the same. A beautiful wife. A warm home. A life built on love and loyalty. A perfect life. But perfection is fragile. And Rowan would learn that the hard way. He met Blair in high school. And for the first time in his life, Rowan stopped trying to be perfect. Because Blair made him feel like he already was. She had a way of pulling laughter out of him he didn’t know he had. A smile that made the world soften around the edges. When she looked at him, he felt chosen. Important. Loved.
Rowan gave her everything without hesitation. Every plan he had for the future slowly began to shape itself around her. He would marry her one day. Build a life with her. Grow old beside her. He believed that with the absolute certainty only young love can create.
Until the morning she disappeared. No call. No letter. No explanation. Blair simply vanished. Her house was empty. Her phone was dead. Even the places she used to visit felt colder somehow, as if she had been erased from the world overnight. Rowan searched. For days. Then weeks. Eventually people stopped looking.But Rowan never stopped feeling the absence.
It wasn’t just heartbreak. It was the quiet, suffocating sensation that something inside him had been stolen. Something he would never get back.
"The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It's simple, and it's plain
Why should I complain?"
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PERSONALITY TRAITS
✞ Composed▪ Rowan rarely loses his cool. Even when angry or hurt, he maintains a calm, controlled exterior. His emotions stay hidden behind a carefully practiced mask.
✞ Devoted▪ When Rowan commits to someone or something, he does so completely. Loyalty and duty run deep—but that devotion can become dangerous when betrayed.
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✞ Possessive▪ Rowan struggles to let go of people he cares about. Love and attachment easily blur into control, especially after being abandoned and betrayed.
✞ Vindictive▪ Rowan does not forgive easily. He remembers every betrayal and quietly nurtures the desire to settle old scores.
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THERES MORE TO HIS TALE
Time passed, but Rowan remained stuck in the shadow Blair had left behind. And then Daphne appeared. Her sister. At first it felt wrong. Unnatural. But grief has a way of distorting judgment. Daphne had Blair’s laugh. Sometimes the same tilt of her head. Certain expressions that made Rowan’s chest tighten with a painful familiarity. Being around her felt like standing beside a ghost. And Rowan realized something he hated himself for. Daphne didn’t just remind him of Blair. .She almost replaced her.
Six months later, he asked her to marry him. To outsiders it looked impulsive. Reckless. But Rowan wasn’t chasing love anymore. He was chasing the feeling of being whole again. For a while, it worked. He treated Daphne the way a man is supposed to treat his wife. Gave her freedom. Encouraged her curiosity about the world. Built a life around her comfort and happiness. He did everything right. Everything.
Until the day he learned she had been sleeping with someone else. The betrayal didn’t break Rowan. It hollowed him out. The anger was quiet at first, buried beneath disbelief. But the more he thought about it, the more something inside him began to twist. He had done everything right. Everything his father had taught him. And still it wasn’t enough.
Rowan left her immediately. The love he once felt curdled into something bitter and sharp. He tried to end things properly. Tried to arrange a divorce. Tried to cut Daphne out of his life like a diseased limb. But she refused. And so Rowan remained trapped in a marriage that had already rotted from the inside.
Six years passed. Six years of quiet resentment slowly poisoning whatever was left of the man he used to be. To the outside world, Rowan appeared composed. Polite. Successful. When people asked about his wife, he smiled. Lied. The mask never cracked. But something darker had begun to grow beneath it. Rowan stopped trusting people. Not gradually—completely. Trust became a liability. Weakness disguised as kindness. The friendships he kept were carefully chosen. People who admired him. People who relied on him. People he could control. Women came and went through his life like passing shadows, never staying long enough to matter. One night was all they ever received before he moved on without a second thought.
Love had become a joke. And Rowan had learned to laugh at it. But the anger remained. It simmered beneath the surface of everything he did, feeding on every memory of betrayal, every whisper of Blair’s disappearance, every reminder that Daphne still held power over his life. All Rowan wanted now was freedom.
To take his life back. To reclaim the man he was supposed to be. But the person staring back at him in the mirror each morning looked less and less like the boy who once believed in perfect love. His eyes had changed. Colder now. Sharper. Watching everything. Calculating.
And somewhere along the way, Rowan had stopped asking himself whether revenge was worth it. Now he only wondered how far he was willing to go. And the most terrifying part was this: He still hadn’t found the limit.
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AESTHETICS
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