Lord Kyler Keaton
Mmm, for you, I think some evergreen, a sprig of cowslip, a palm leaf and for tomorrow? A bit of rue.
Description: His is a lithe beauty, made of sharp features and practiced poise. Slender and standing five foot ten inches, Kyler's black hair and caramel skin are the perfect backdrop for a pair of astounding sapphire blue eyes. Clean shaven with a wicked smile and cultured repartee, he is the delight of most gatherings, easily able to grab hold of the spotlight and not let go.
Personality: Dashing, charming, eloquent and with a sharp wit that can cut with a barb, only to heal with a thoughtful word moments later. He is a rogue and a shameless flirt, rarely to be taken seriously unless he puts on that tone of voice. The Keaton bellow. That is how you can tell he's being serious. He's rarely very serious.
Background: He was often the odd child out, growing up. The Keatons by and large being a rather rough and tumble, outdoorsy lot, Kyler did not fit in amongst the other Keaton children. So he made friends with the adults, learning how to smile, how to bat his lashes and win over the ladies with his outlandish ways. Soon enough he never lacked for company, entertaining guests more than twice his age, impressing them with his precocious charm, even as he amused them with his effortless wit.
Among his favorite pursuits, aside from entertaining, is match making. There is something very powerful in uniting two hearts; for a night or a life time, Kyler has a gift for finding even the most unusual or unexpected pairings that bring delight to the paired. Well. Most of the time. One of his most popular skills is his stunning ability to arrange the perfect bouquets. Having mastered the language of flowers and the subsequent subtlty in messaging that goes with that at a very young age, Kyler still enjoys sending messages through gorgeous arrangements of flowers and plants. One of the rare outdoor activities he has shown a proclivity for is hunting. Not for food of course, how crass. He hunts with falcons. Because hunting should be left for the birds, why should he get blood on his clothes? Kyler is more than happy to stay on his horse and let his falcons do all the messy work.
As soon as he came of age he lit out of Oakhaven for Arx, eager to embrace the culture, the parties and people to be found in the Compact's greatest cosmopolitan center.
|Apollo||I missed his good cheer, it's like a tonic - the sort that actually makes you feel better, instead of just dulling what hurts.|
|Mabelle||A young Keaton, seems eager and enthusiastic to be in the city. I hope no one takes it away from him.|
|Reigna||Little Kyler is a man now! I remember his face from our visits to Oakhaven. I remember when he was just twelve years old and he came into the parlor when I was taking tea with his mother and Lady Margerie. He came in and told us a story about a frog and a fox that had me laughing until I cried. He has always been a charmer, and his brightness, his bubbly nature was always a bright spot in my visits home. I am so, so happy that he is here in Arx and I cannot wait to know him better as a man now.|