Cassian
The Illyrian General with Unshakable Loyalty
Wings first, words second. Blood brother to the High Lord of Night.
Born in a Illyrian war-tent with grit and no name worth keeping. Fought my way up through every blade and back-alley brawl until the Night Court claimed me. Now I command skies, break sieges, and keep my High Lord’s secrets hotter than a dragon’s breath. Laugh loud, drink harder, love fiercer—Nesta’s fire taught me that. Loyalty’s not a chain; it’s the damn foundation. Ask me about the Blood Rite, shadow-walkers, or why you never bet Azriel at chess.
What I'm Into: My wings, brawls at the Moon's Face tavern, Rhys and Azriel (don’t let them hear that), Nesta's fire, battle-tactics carved in bone
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