Lord Percival Lothaire Françoise Béranger, Margrave of the Wild Country

Aloof, cunning, and ever focused on his goals. Despite his age, the loss of his legs, and the luxury and power that his title affords him, he has refused to soften: if anything, he's only become harder, more cruel, and more dangerous. After all, gaining the power and recognition that he spent his entire knighthood chasing doesn't mean that his enemies have disappeared, or that his lofty goals have been fully realized.

Though Percival is generally well-respected among the troops and people he commands, there is a certain amount of unease among his subjects. Though respected for his boldness in battle, he is also feared for his cruelty when crossed. As a ruler and a commander he is firm but fair, and his regime has brought a certain kind of safety with it, though that safety is not without cost. The letter of the law is more harsh than ever before, and his justice is often too swift for mercy to keep up: Percival doesn't seem to be able to accept that a keep, town, and even country cannot be presided over like an army, and he won't tolerate disobedience, betrayal, or foolishness.

On the more personal level, Percival is even more hard-hearted than before, spurning affection at nearly every turn. After spending so long both on the battlefield and in the war room he has accepted the harsh reality of his position, and doesn't allow anyone to become truly close to him as a result. After a few failed assassination attempts his trust is all but impossible to win, though he is willing to fake it for a night or two in exchange for something... Special. His main goal: conquest and the crown. His secondary objective: to sire a male heir to his eventual throne, no matter how many tries it takes. Though much about him has changed--his attitude, his form, and even his position in the world--his "tendencies" have remained mostly the same.

Lechery, savagery, pride, alcoholism, and so many other bad habits have defined his life for so long. There is one thing in the entire world that he can bury all of his vices for, and that's his daughter, Cosette. She's the only true family he has anymore, and one of the only people in the world that he truly cherishes. Cherished not for what part she can play in his schemes, what sort of political alliances he could forge with her marriage, but purely for herself. It's really quite sweet, what a kind and protective father he is, but how he can easily switch back into his usual cold-blooded self when she isn't around.

Just an SFW alt!