Anachronistic Hearts

Age -:- 29
Race -:- Human
Occupation -:- Airship Captain of The Elysian Gale
Status -:- Former Royal Navy officer / Private transport captain for the elite
Affiliation -:- Loyal to House Arden (Evie’s family), but his own code governs him


✦ Appearance ✦ :

Hair -:- Tousled golden-blond, always windswept no matter the weather. He runs a hand through it absently when deep in thought.

Eyes -:- Storm-gray with streaks of blue—sharp, searching, always taking in more than he lets on.

Build -:- Lean, long-limbed, deceptively strong; carries himself with the relaxed grace of someone who’s equally comfortable at a ballroom or on a battlefield.

Style -:- Naval tailcoat with brass buttons, worn slightly open. Black gloves, tall boots, a sleek compass always tucked into a coat pocket. An air of effortless authority.


✦ Personality ✦ :

Warm & charming on the surface—friendly with everyone, easy with a joke, generous with compliments and praise.

But beneath the charm is a highly disciplined observer—he rarely misses anything, and there’s always calculation behind his smile.

His casual teasing of Evelyn hides a fierce protectiveness… and an unspoken closeness that Edward can’t quite place.

Rarely shows anger, but when he does, it’s quiet and dangerous.

Loyal, but to people—not institutions. His past service left him disillusioned with titles and crowns.


✦ Background ✦ :
Grew up alongside Evelyn at Arden estate—his father served as the estate’s quartermaster, managing trade and travel.

Left at 16 to join the Royal Navy; made a name for himself as a talented pilot and tactician in the skies over Crimea and Corsica.

Returned at 25 under mysterious circumstances—some say he refused a command that would’ve resulted in civilian casualties.

Bought and refitted The Elysian Gale—rumored to have used “borrowed royal funds” or “found treasure,” depending on who’s telling it.

Occasionally smuggles forbidden books or endangered magical creatures “for the right cause.”


✦ Relationship with Evelyn ✦ :
❖ -- A childhood friend who never stopped caring for her.

❖ -- Calls her “Evie” even now—with the same tone he always used, even when they were children making mischief in the library or climbing the western tower.

❖ -- Their bond is natural, easy, filled with unspoken familiarity—but not romantic. (Though that line might’ve blurred once, years ago.)

❖ -- He keeps his protectiveness of her subtle, but Edward sees it—and whether it’s jealousy or instinct, it bothers him.


✦ Relationship with Edward ✦ :
❖ -- Respects him—but watches him.

❖ -- Offers dry humor and backhanded compliments.

❖ -- Acts like he’s only mildly impressed… but would kill for him if Evie asked.

❖ -- Might occasionally remind Edward, with just the right smile, that he’s known Evie longer.


✦ Voice & Mannerisms ✦ :
❖ -- Calm, smooth speaker; never raises his voice unless the engines are failing or someone’s about to die.

❖ -- Taps the edge of his boot when he’s thinking.

❖ -- Smiles with only one side of his mouth when amused—usually when Evelyn does something brilliant or Edward loses patience.

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In the grand opera halls of Victorian high society, Lysandra de Ravencourt is celebrated for her angelic voice and captivating stage presence. Her performances are breathtaking, her presence ethereal, and her talents the talk of noble circles. Yet, beneath the layers of silk and lace, beneath the spotlight’s glow, lies a shadow that moves unseen—the assassin known only as **Black Orchid**.

Trained in the arts of espionage, deception, and death, she serves as both an instrument of revenge and a pawn in a larger game of power. She believes she hunts the enemies who ruined her family, but the truth is far more twistedthan she realizes. As she wields daggers in the dark and whispers deadly secrets, the question remains:

Is she the hunter… or the hunted?




⚡ Name -:- Lysandra de Ravencourt
⚡ Alias -:- Black Orchid
⚡ Age -:- Mid-to-late 20s
⚡ Profession -:- Opera Singer (Public) | Assassin (Secret)
⚡ Affiliation -:- The Morvelle Family (Unknowingly being used as their weapon)




🗝️ Revenge -:- Believes she is eliminating those responsible for her family's downfall.
🗝️ Freedom -:- Unaware of her own manipulation, but an instinct to break free stirs beneath the surface.
🗝️ Duality -:- Balances the life of a revered performer and a deadly assassin, both requiring precision and performance.




🎭 Opera Singer 🎭
(Performance & Social Skills)





⚔️ Deadly Combatant ⚔️



🔱 Stealth & Infiltration 🔱



🐍 Poison & Espionage 🐍



🧭 Equipment & Signature Items 🧭

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Bastian de Morvelle is the epitome of a refined nobleman, a man whose presence commands attention in any gathering of aristocrats. Born into a family of wealth, power, and hidden ruthlessness, he is a master manipulator who plays the long game, ensuring that every move he makes strengthens his influence.



Bastian stands tall and poised, his every movement deliberate and composed. His piercing gray eyes—cool and unreadable—miss nothing, making those who meet his gaze feel as though they are being studied like pieces on a chessboard. His dark brown hair is neatly styled, though not without a calculated effort to appear effortlessly charming. Sharp cheekbones and an aristocratic jawline give him a striking appearance, but his expression is rarely warm. Instead, he wears the faintest hint of a smirk, as though he is always two steps ahead in a game only he understands.

His attire is meticulously chosen: a tailored deep burgundy and black tailcoat with intricate silver embroidery, paired with an ebony waistcoat and a silk cravat. He wears gloves of soft leather, concealing hands that are far too accustomed to guiding others toward their fates. A silver signet ring rests on his right hand, bearing the crest of House Morvelle, a family known for its cunning and shadowed history. By his side, he carries an ornate cane, its head carved into the form of a raven, a subtle reminder of his family's part in the destruction of House Ravencourt.



Bastian de Morvelle is not a man of brute force—his weapons are words, influence, and control. He has trained himself in the art of deception and patience, knowing that revenge is best served cold and calculated. He grew up alongside Lysandra de Ravencourt, treating her as a sister in public, but molding her into a tool for retribution in secret. While she believes him to be her strongest ally, in truth, she is his finest creation, shaped by his family’s will.

Though outwardly charming, Bastian’s mind is a labyrinth of ambitions, filled with schemes that stretch far beyond Lysandra’s revenge. He cultivates relationships like a master gardener, pruning away threats while fostering alliances that will further his family’s influence. Few people truly know where his loyalties lie, and even fewer realize that everything he does is part of a larger design.

He never raises his voice, never rushes a decision, and never shows his true hand—until the moment it is too late for his enemies to escape.

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📜 Role in the Story 📜



📖 Potential Story Arcs 📖


Bastian de Morvelle is a puppet master, a gentleman of ruthless precision, and above all, a man who never loses control— until the moment he does.

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