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Roan kom Azgeda One kill to prevent thousands, that's good politics
BASIC NAME: Roan kom Azgeda CANON: The 100 AGE: 32~ DOB: N/A GENDER: Male DESIGNATION: Submissive ACTIVE: duplicitynet PLAYER: Jay CONTACT: wuzzafuzzle	APPEARANCE VISUAL: Canon + In game HEIGHT: 6'0" BUILD: Brick shithouse HAIR: Long, dark brown EYES: Blue FEATURES: Scarification on both sides of his face and back. DRESS: Style board VOICE: Ridic deep PB: Zach McGowan	PERMISSIONS BACKTAGGING: ✔ THREADHOPPING: ✔ FOURTHWALLING: ✔ ROMANCE: ✔ MINDREADING: ✔ MANIPULATION: ✔ INJURY: ✔ FIGHTING: ✔ KILLING: ✘
YES	MAYBE	NO
✓ accidental stimulation ✓ adultery ✓ ageplay ✓ anal sex (giving/receiving) ✓ anonymous sex ✓ asphyxiation ✓ ass worship (giving/receiving) ✓ begging ✓ biting ✓ blindfolds ✓ blowjobs (giving/receiving) ✓ (light) bondage ✓ breast/nipple worship ✓ breathplay ✓ clothed sex ✓ cock worship (giving/receiving) ✓ dirty talk ✓ double penetration (giving) ✓ edging ✓ exhibitionism ✓ face-fucking ✓ face-sitting ✓ fighting/wrestling ✓ figging ✓ fingering ✓ frottage ✓ group sex ✓ hair pulling ✓ handcuffs ✓ handjobs ✓ marking ✓ masturbation ✓ multiple orgasms ✓ multiple partners ✓ oral sex ✓ rimming (giving/receiving) ✓ rough sex ✓ scratching ✓ sensation play ✓ sensory deprivation (giving/receiving) ✓ sexting ✓ sex toys ✓ sexual exhaustion ✓ sexual frustration ✓ spanking (giving/receiving) ✓ teasing ✓ uniforms ✓ vaginal penetration ✓ vaginal sex ✓ voyeurism	◌ corruption ◌ double penetration (receiving) ◌ dubcon ◌ foodplay ◌ knife play ◌ noncon ◌ pegging ◌ sounding ◌ wax play	✗ amputation ✗ bestiality ✗ foot fetishism ✗ fisting ✗ humiliation ✗ incest ✗ infantalism ✗ mpreg ✗ mutilation ✗ scat ✗ watersports ✗ vore/gore

so Roan isn't going to actually understand a lot of the names for these kinks, I'm just listing everything I knows of/stuff I yoinked from other people lol. So this is stuff I'm OOCly chill with, and stuff Roan would be chill with if he had it explained to him.

SPOILERS UP TO SEASON 3, EPISODE 4 IN THIS APP

Player Info
Name: Jay
Age: 18+
Contact: Wuzzafuzzle
Other Characters: Thomas

Character Info
Name: Roan
Canon: The 100
Age: Late 20s, early 30s
Canon Point: Season 3, Episode 4: Watch The Thrones
History: Roan on The 100 Wikia
Personality:

What sets Roan out from most Grounders is that he exhibits a vague kind of sentiment, that informs a moral compass, which has him spare lives when most of his people, in all the tribes of the Coalition, would likely kill. Such as with Bellamy, when he tries to rescue Clarke, and with the Azgeda guards he runs into, initially wanting to stay out of sight, despite the fact he knows very well he can defeat them easily. He's been raised as a prince, and heir to a throne, of a nation that revels in war, underneath a queen that would teach him a thirst for power, yet his motivations have nothing to do with fighting or gaining power - he simply wants to go home. To return to his people and all that he loves. While he is a Grounder, after all, he is still rough, fierce and violent by nature, and will take a fight when it's needed and use physical force to meet his goals, Roan's more likely to find a bargain rather than just beating his head against a wall.

Resourceful and clever, Roan is observant - takes not of how people act, what they get excited for or scared for or angry for, and determines what their motives might be, as with Clarke, realizing that she deeply wants revenge against Lexa for what happened at Mt. Weather. In several instances, Roan makes bargains to try to trade what he wants for something someone else wants, as with Lexa, bringing Clarke to her. It's noted that Roan genuinely looks to fulfill his end of a deal, and shows a real value for honesty and honor in that aspect, despite constantly getting screwed over by people not holding up their end. Not to say Roan is a paragon of virtue; he's still aggressive, plotting, angry, violent, and willing to kill Lexa to end his banishment. He disguises himself well while hiding out in Trikru territory, shows his Azgeda tattoos when it's useful to him, and hides them when it isn't, and finds angles to work a situation into his favor.

Most of what we see of Roan is in self-interest, to get himself home, willing to hand Clarke over to Lexa, willing to kill Lexa to go home, but what really seems to get to Roan, as far as driving him and motivating him, is the thought of his people and doing right by them. It speaks again to that ounce of sentimentality he carries, and to an idea of honor. He wants to return to his people in a way they'd accept him by, he looks down on Clarke for abandoning Arkadia, calling it cowardice with scorn. Even though Roan hates his mother, who would sell his life just to start a war, he can't bring himself to kill her (but does support others going about it). The fact his mother is so flippant with him, his life, and his happiness, is a deep wound for him, something he holds a fierce grudge for.

As a Grounder, Roan is heavily influenced by his culture, though, as mentioned previously, not necessarily fitted into some of the more brutal characteristics of his people. Grounders live on a strict code of survival, casting out anyone that showed mutation (this is how they'd developed their immunity to radiation present on the ground), having harsh punishments for crimes, a very eye-for-an-eye kind of mentality ("blood must have blood"), based around strength and value as a warrior, though not dismissive of jobs that are necessary for the village. Azgeda in particular is know for their cruelty and harshness, perhaps due to Queen Nia. Though fairly primitive, and with a Viking kind of feel to them, the Grounders are heavily strategical, not just running into open battle. They realize both the Sky People and the Mountain Men have guns, and have developed methods to avoid them, to win a fight despite them. They're a very tough people, with a common phrase being "get knocked down, get back up again", valuing that kind of resilience that comes with surviving harsh environments. Along with clever battle tactics, they have a structured government, with a council headed by a commander, with a representative of each of the 12 clans forming the Coalition alliance, that involves its own kind of diplomacy.

Roan's general disposition is wry - a flat kind of sarcastic when in simple conversation, and a more severe kind of serious when discussing something of import. His speak and diction is more relaxed than Lexa, less formal, less Important sounding. Given he's sort of constantly screwed over in the first three episodes you see him, Roan takes a 'so done with all this shit' kind of attitude, coming to a point where he's beginning to accept that he's a leaf in the wind, being strung along with all this political garbage, between Lexa and his mother's bullshit. Coming into Oasis, Roan has finally seen a turn for the better, as in their fight to the death, Lexa defeated Roan, but then killed his mother, rather than him, making him King of Azgeda.

Abilities/Powers:

GROUNDER: being that he was raised on the ground, 100 years after it was destroyed my nuclear war, and civilization has been reduced to a tribal sort of primitive in terms of technology, Roan is particularly well off in skills for this setting. It also makes him highly resistant to radiation. Here's a list of some of the skills he likely has:

- melee combat (hand to hand, swords, knives, bows etc)
- hunting/foraging
- tracing
- moving silently in a forest or in snow/ice
- cooking, skinning, making weapons, building huts, etc etc
- all the things involved in war and survival, basically.

Otherwise, totally human and normal.

Weaknesses:

> Mommy issues
> Normal human, if you put an ax in his face, he will die
> Not as good a fighter as Lexa
> Doesn't understand modern things, like all the tech and what not. he doesn't get it.
> Culturally against using guns. But he's hella with a bow, jussayin.

Network Sample: TDM threads

Prose Sample:

[ Prince (King now?) Roan of Azgeda woke to flashing lights and blaring alarms, foreign to all of it, having only glimpsed things like this when he skirted the edges of Skaikru camps, and that's where his mind goes - Arkadia and their ilk. Those still so angry with the Ice Nation for his mother's terrorism, and given the only one of them that knows him, and knows he isn't so thirsty for their death, is Clarke. And Clarke is not here. Not right here, at least, and taking on an entire village of her people would be beyond stupid. If this isn't already capture - a thought that pumps adrenaline into Roan, after spending so long in exile, and finally, finally, returning to his people in freedom.

Quickly as he can, the grounder launches from his belted seat, grabs his pack, and flees, regardless of others landed with him. It's some time later that he returns, moving through tree branches in silence. He isn't Trikru, he'll be Azgeda to his grave, even if he's never allowed across his border again, but that doesn't mean ignoring valuable tactics - like their mastery of stealth in the trees. He spends hours watching the camp, waiting for movement, for a scouting group to check their supplies, their prey, whatever he was meant to be. After no one shows, he descends again, to salvage. Wires to bind with, belting, a knife from a pack left behind, jagged shards of twisted metal. His swords are gone, but royalty in Azgeda is not pampered. If anything, he's been made to endure more of the harshness of the wilds, of the winters when resources are scarce, and spent plenty of his life in banishment learning how to make somethings out of nothings. Perhaps the only thing worthwhile from this exile, and yet, he still wouldn't trade it for never having left home.

Some time later, Roan waits in the trees not far from the Skaikru city, watching the others mill around, observing. Learning. Listening, to the chatter in the earpiece he was left. He'll speak eventually, but not yet. Not now.

Instead, he hears the cracking of leaves and twigs beneath him, spotting one of those things - like Beserkers, but rotted. Disgusting. He'd killed several already, turned the corpses over and examined them, before leaving. The one below stalks in a gross hobble, after something else.

One of the city people.

Roan watches, for a long moment, doing nothing, until it gets close enough that a couple running steps and a lunge would see the stranger dead. Roan considers letting it happen. Thinks he ought to, rather than give himself up here. That would be the Azgeda thing to do. The Trikru thing as well. Any of them, and yet, with a quiet groan, he still finds himself jumping down, the tie from the tree slowing his fall and making it silent, so all that's heard is the wet thunk of the end of a spear being shoved through the back of the abomination's skull. Roan drags it to the ground with a jerk of the wooden end, boot pressed to the back of it's neck as he pulls his weapon free, bits of skull and brain matter sticking to it grossly. Nothing he hasn't seen before. ]

You tell your people nothing of me, or you end up the same.

[ he hasn't glanced up at them yet, but the warning is given quickly and quietly, in case this one came out with a partner. ]

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