Twelveworld Lord

Twelveworld Lord and Attendant

For now this page refers to the male currently holding the title of Lord of the Twelveworld.

Physical Stuff

A brown male with a large, blunt head and thick horns. Unlike Second and the Usurper, whose clothes had the austere lines of a uniform, this male wore an embroidered robe over trousers, both wine-colored, offsetting his eyes which were nearly magenta: bright and red trending toward purple.

Biography

Loves the Attendant, whom he rescued seven years prior to the events of the Insurrection from the Lord of the Coreward Slide.

Described as a perverse male who finds wings on females fascinating; castrates are a sufficient substitute.

Has a hunting estate on his Firstworld.

Maintains rigorous discipline on his ships, and is spoken well of by his subordinates. An excellent combat commander. The Queen observes that "the Keeper and the Senior Ranger tell me that the Twelveworld prospers. That you maintain the security of the sector, ensure healthy trade, attend to disasters and the needs of your peoples."

Quotes

• "It would be a poor deed if the system fleets of the strongest sectors of the Empire did not weigh favorably against their naval counterparts. This is a battle we have been anticipating ever since we met the freaks. We intend to enjoy it."

• "That is the paradox of it. That they might fight us when we take them, or submit to us and break, but they don’t think of stealing us for their own harems. They have fire, but they are not like us. And they have strange notions of Fittingness."

• "This sensation. It is like the sensation when I touch the Attendant, and he touches me. There’s something true in it, and it whispers like the Living Air."

• "The guards that can see me if I do not want to be seen have not yet been born. I have hunted on the Vault."

• "We like your world, Ambassador. This is quarry worthy of the mightiest hunters. If you give leave, you will have males clamoring at your threshold, begging permission to be set loose here."

Trivia

• calls the Attendant, 'my attendant' and 'my own'
• swears by the Dying Air
• has a very specific smell (?!): "the woodsy musk of the scent at the Twelveworld Lord’s neck, glossed with the inevitable shipboard smells of astringent cleanser and machine oil"
• likes to wear amber and purple
• has 'broad and perverse' tastes
• has learned some words in Eldritch: "Greetings, farewell, thank you, yes, no, stop, come."
• learned to ride a horse during the first visit to Escutcheon

Body Language

• runs finger down nose