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The Ice Prince (Basics)

Alias(es):Pyotr Koud Hart
Real Name:Pyotr Alexeev
Location: Eastern Phoenix
Age: 30
Seeming:Fairest
Kith:Incubus
Court:Winter
Entitlement:
Virtue:Temperance
Vice:Pride
Concept:Natural leader/Ice Prince
Character Livejournal: http://neko-ic.livejournal.com

Who's The Fairest Of Them All (Description)

• Relevant Mechanics: Striking looks 4

Mask

• Age: 32
• Height: 6'4"
• Weight: 200
• Birthdate: 04/22/47
• Nationality: Russian features, very little accent
• Hair: Short to medium white-blonde hair
• Eyes: Ice Blue
• Complexion: Very pale, and slightly cold to the touch
• Build: Toned, but not overly muscular.

Mein

• Apparent Age/Actual Age: Early 30's or Late 20's/60
• Hair: White, with small ice flecks in it.
• Eyes: Even lighter blue, almost white.
• Complexion: A blue tone to his skin, which is cold to the touch. He has small frozen tears on his right cheek, and his skin at times seems to be covered in a fine layer of ice. His breath appears as steam, as if the temperature were very cold, no matter what the temperature is around him.

Clothing

• Formal: Hedge spun clothing.

Mein: His jacket is black and white, just like in it's mask, but the areas of black appear to be shadows that feel like they just eat the light around them, and the white areas appear to be made of ice. The whole thing shimmers as if it has a fine layer of ice over it. The shirt and pants he wears are made of the same substance as the black portion of the jacket.

Mask: Black and white leather uniform jacket and Black vinyl shirt. The jacket looks to be a mockery of some kind of military uniform, though which it is not completely obvious. He also wears a pair of Black leather or vinyl pants.

• Casual: Grey hoodie with his coat of arms on the back, a pair of jeans and a large pair of headphones connected to his MP3 player.

Lost Time (History)

Basic Timeline: Born in 1947, Stolen in 1965, returned 1992.
Current Activities: High Class Socialite, Playboy in the Phoenix area, High in the Winter Court for the Phoenix area
Merit Details:Status: Status (High Society): 3, Resources: 3
Keeper: The Queen Of Frost

Before Arcadia

Pyotr Alexeev was 8 years old when his family moved from the Ukraine to the US in 1955. He was a good looking kid, a little taller than most for his age, but nothing out of the ordinary. He had many friends, seeming to have a natural magnetism for people. As he grew up, he moved into the speech and debate, his talent for talking serving him well and pushing him to the head of the club. He was also very popular with the girls, having many girl friends throughout high school. This is not to say that Pyotr treated the girls well at all. He was firmly of the belief that he deserved all the attention, and if they didn’t like the way he treated them, well, there would always be another one to replace them.

The Kidnapping

Life continued in this manner until late one night when he was 18. He had just finished having some fun with a girl, then telling her that he never wanted to see her again, and was walking on his way home. A beautiful woman rounded the corner in front of him, walking towards him. Pyotr was awe-struck for a moment, staring at the beautiful woman as she walked towards him. She smiled at him and as she got close, there was something about her that felt otherworldly, making Pyotr want to find out more about this woman. She walked up to him and stopped, introducing herself as Alyssa, and saying that she had been watching him for a while. She asked him if he would come with her and talk. He could help but nod his head and she took his hand, leading him off.

As they walked around a corner, Alyssa suddenly changed. She became taller, her figures seeming to elongate a bit, becoming even more beautiful, but at the same time the change frightened Pyotr. He let go of her hand, trying to turn to move way from her. He had noticed that they had apparently walked into the Hedge, and as he turned to run, a huge beast stepped out behind him. It stood well over 7 feet tall, and it reached down, picking up Pyotr, and holding him, struggling to try to get away. “Alyssa” turned around, laughing, and said, “Now, don’t let him get away my dear…I have an important place for him..” The large man-thing, nodded, and in a rumbling voice, said, “Yes my queen..” It then carried him off through the Hedge to a huge palace.

In Faerie

Pyotr’s next few years were a constant flurry of activity. The Queen, as she told him to address her, kept him around to be a companion to her. This is not to say that she treated him well, often times doing cruel and unusual things to him simply because she found it to be amusing. But he was treated better than most of the others at the Palace. He was also given authority over most of the others, making sure that they did what they were suppose to. He even assisted her in her hunt at times, her taking him with her when she wished to seduce a female back to her palace. It was on one of these hunts when he looked around, a few memories of the world coming back to him. He remembered his name, remembered how much fun he used to have, and how he was never the one that was used when he was younger. He decided then and there that he would find his way back if it was the last thing he did.

He came up with a plan. He looked around at all of the others that served in the palace, figuring they could cause problems for The Queen, and while they had her distracted, he would make his escape. Sure, most of them would be tortured, maybe even killed, but he would get out. So, on the day he decided to enact his plan, he moved around the manor, giving each of them there “tasks” for the day, same as he did every day. But today, there tasks were a bit different from what they normally did. Not so much to be noticed right away, but enough that they would be a distraction. As they all set to work, The Ice Prince, as he was called, sat back and watched, waiting for the right opportunity. As the chaos formed at the palace, Pyotr made his way out of the place. He approached the guards at the gate, informing them of the chaos that was happening, telling them that if they did not do there job and take care of the ones that were misbehaving, The Queen would deal with them. While The Queen and The Guards were trying to deal with all of her servants doing exactly what she didn’t want them to do, he slipped his way through the thorns and brambles of the Hedge, working to find his way back to the world that he knew, a world he began to remember the closer he got.

The Escape

He finally burst out of the Hedge, finding that he was back in Phoenix, fairly close to the spot where he was originally taken. He quickly ran, running to the place where he had lived, just down the street from his parents, wanting to get home, knowing they must be worried about him. He turned the corner to the street where his house was, and he saw his parents house first. An old couple was getting into a car in the drive way and Pyotr wondered who they were…that was until he noticed the necklace around the woman’s neck. The necklace was the same one that his mother had worn for years. He stared at her, and realized that it was his mother and that the old man was his father…They were much older than they should have been. He was only gone a year, at least that’s what he thought. He then looked down at his house. The place looked very nice, looked nicely kept.

He made his way up to the house, carefully sneaking up and peaked in the window. He saw a woman working in the house, cleaning up and putting stuff away. As he looked, he realized that it was the same girl that he had broken up with the night that he left. She was older, but seeing her face, it was definitely the girl. He stared at her for a while, careful not to be noticed, when someone else walked in…Standing before him was an older version of himself. Pyotr watched him walk over, wrap his arms around the woman and kiss her.

Pyotr backed away from the house, shock going through him as he moved away from his old life, every so often looking back at it. He couldn’t go home now…he probably never could…it was time to start over, time to find his way in this world…

Life Goes On

After walking away from the life he formerly had, he found himself exploring the city. Much had changed in the time he had been away. He found out that the year was 1992. He had been away for almost 30 years and in that time, many things had happened. The city of Phoenix had grown incredibly large, larger than he could ever imagined it would have. He walked into a bathroom at one point, looking into the mirror. He stared at himself for a few moments, hand coming up, running over his pointed ears, the bright green of his eyes staring back at him from the mirror. He was beautiful, and he knew it…but was beauty if there was no one around to appreciate it…

Shortly after his encounter with his family, Pyotr met up with some others that had escaped from their Keepers in Faerie. They took him to the local freehold, introducing him to the other locals. As he looked around at the locals, he realized that many of them were the people that he would have been commanding back in The Queens ‘court’. He had to laugh a bit to himself, thinking of what he could do in this place.

After being introduced to the members of each of the courts, Pyotr settled himself firmly in the winter court. He didn’t want to go back to Faerie, vaguely remembering the cruelties that he was put through, but also thinking that here in this world, he could be king if he positioned himself correctly. The best way to avoid being pulled back, was to avoid being noticed as best as you could. So he hunkered down, and became a loyal member of the Winter court.

During his time, Pyotr began traveling around a bit, meeting other members of the winter court, learning from them and spreading information that he had gathered with them, using his travels to gain contacts and friends that would give him more information.

At times, he would recall parts of his time in Faerie, and how The Queen would use his emotions, the lust and the ‘love’ that he had for her to hurt him more than the actual physical pain she would cause. She would toy and play with his emotions, making him think that he was her favorite and then treating him like dirt, laughing at him. Each time he would think back and remember these small events, he would steel himself, determined never to be taken for a fool like that again. At the same time though, he recognized what benefits could be achieved by using people emotions against them. This all came together in a meeting with Lady Garnet.

Pyotr met Garnet in 1998 while he was traveling. Garnet had been around, a member of the winter court since before Pyotr even returned from Faerie. He began to stay around her, figuring if he could get in good with her, that she could help him be more known and possibly more respected in the winter. As time progressed, the two of the became lovers, spending much time with each other. Little did Pyotr know that Garnet was setting him up to break his heart.

Something changed as the time progressed though. Pyotr noticed that lots of Garnet's "power" came from who she associated with and who supported her. He would at times be around when she would meet with these associates, watching what she would do to garner their support. A plan started to form in his mind. If he could take them from her, he would steal her power, and the others in the area would have to support him.

He started meeting with these people away from Garnet, finding ways to hide what he was doing from her. He began to counter the offers and assistance that she would give to them, offering them more than she was if they would come support him when he tried to take the power of the local court from her. He was very careful about who he met with, making sure that these were not people that were going to turn on him and go to Garnet with what he was doing. He asked each of them to continue to support her, just as they had been until he told them otherwise, not wanting her to have any idea what he was doing behind her back.

The whole time that this was going on, the two of them continued to be close. Pyotr would pretend that he loved her, using many of the techniques that he had learned earlier in life. When the freehold would gather, he would be right there by her side, supporting her in everything she would do. He made every appearance to be a dotting lover and a good student.

Then came the changes in the season. Autumn was fading away, and Winter was quickly approaching. It was time once again for the Winter Court to take control in the area, and Garnet was ready to take her place. That was until Pyotr stood up. "Garnet, I believe there might be a misunderstanding here. I believe that this year, there is a new Winter King." A smile spread across his face as she turned to look at him as he spoke. "I thank you for introducing me to all of these people. I could never have done this without you." And with that, he looked at all the people that he had bribed, blackmailed, or used and nodded to them. They each stood up and move to stand behind him, the smile on his face never leaving as he stared at his lover, who watched on in disbelief as everyone that backed her moved to stand behind the man that she had been preparing to destroy emotionally.

Having been beaten at her own game, having been used based off of emotions, Garnet admitted defeat to her student. She told him that he had done what very few could do, break the heart of one of the Duchy of the Icebound Heart. She informed him more about the duchy, offering to bring him into the fold as well if he wished. After a bit of thinking, Pyotr agreed that it was a good fit, and accepted her offer to join the Duchy, which is where he has been ever since.

And Now, The Rest Of The Story

Pyotr doesn’t work a normal job. He hasn’t since he arrived back from Faerie. Instead, he uses his good looks and personality to manipulate and control people, getting them to give him what he wants. He hangs out with high society, seducing the woman (and some of the men) into his bed, making them firmly believe they are the only one for him, until he gets what he wants, and then breaks it all off with them, watching them as he destroys the emotions that run through them. This act has become an addiction to him, the glamour that he gains off of it like a drug to him, always leaving him wanting more, needing to find another source of the wonderful sorrow this gives him.

Pyotr has spent the last 15 years working his way up in the court. Everything he has done has been carefully calculated to help elevate his standing in the court or to increase the courts standing in a place. He has taken a few “students”, those that he felt could be a driving force for the winter court in their own cities, and those he believed would support him should he ever be in need of such support.

As part of his attempts to encourage the people of his city he throws lavish parties, working to organize the Winter Formal each year for the city of Phoenix, each year larger and more decadent than the last. Each year event he would also strive to add a little more darkness to it, a little more feeling of the cold that winter personifies, doing his best to definitely mark the event as one of the Winter Court and this years will be the most extravagant of them all!

In the last few years, Pyotr has started doing a radio show for Radio Free Fae called the Spider's Web, under the name DJ Recluse. His show is based around passing information on that will help to benefit the other changelings out there, whether it is information gathered about loyalists or privateers, or possibly information about an event that might cause lots of glamour to be around. He does not acknowledge that he is DJ Recluse publicly, but there are a few individuals out there that know who he is.

Broken Hearts & Others Lost With Him

Local Associates

• die Rattenkonigin - One of my best friends. Yeah, she's a rat...so?
• Jax - Best Friend, Bodyguard, and confidant!
• Morgana Damphair - Things certainly have changed over time, haven't they?
• Speedy G - A whiny little bird. Useful for certain things though..
• Bolgra - Old, Mysterious, but doesn't always know when to keep her nose out of things.
• Anomaly Jones - It's Mo...what else can you say? But don't you dare make her sad!
• William Marks - I don't trust him...probably never will...
• Azlene Mooga - My best friend's girl. She better not hurt him.

Motley

• Jimmy Quick - A rodent and a pest...but not a bad guy to have watching your back.
• Alex Summers - Firey, over-bearing, but will never leave a friend behind.
• Tristan Rasa - Good guy. Everyone needs a face man...even if he wars a mask.
• Mister Greenbriar - Captain Morgan...well, now I think I'll just call him lefty...at least till he makes me stop...

Winter Court

• Catherine Wheel - Student and friend, as well as Cohort in the Winter Court.
• Nathaniel Fellows - Friend and Rival for power in the Winter Court.
• Ozwald Savile - Supplier of fine clothing. While not the best of company, Ozwald does seem to show up to many of the events that Pyotr is at.
• Nyx - Don't I know you for somewhere?

Duchy of the Icebound Heart

• Belladonna - The one that turned the tables on him. He introduced her into the Duchy.
• Lady Garnet - One who tried to break his heart, and had the tables turned on her. Heartbroken. Introduced him into the Duchy.
• Archimide Cadderan - I recognize the face...just not sure from where...
• Sylfaen Winters - Met October 2007 in Nashville...rumored to have maintained somewhat of friendship since then.

Others

• Ras - The cat that got away from him.
• Amber Clinton - Drinking buddy from Vegas.
• Sebastian Wulfhiem CEC - Nice guy with good taste. Glad to have met him.
• C Faraday - Just a friend...For now...
• Lilium - Not everyone is a conquest.
• Clara - Everyone in power needs a good advisor
• Mara-Zen - Ahh, pretty spring queen of the south. Yes, I know what you do...no, I don't want any of that.

Groups

• DJs of Radio Free Fae - Pyotr seems to hang out with quite a few of them.
• Winter's Web - Pyotr is possibly a member, but you never know with anyone in this group, now do you?

Sounds Of Winter

• Cold - Static X
• Tear Away - Drowning Pool

(More to come when I think of them. If you know any songs that match him, feel free to add)

Notes To Others (Quotes)

"And yet we go on, doing what we do, because it is the only life we have. We hide ourselves away, try not to be noticed, but this does not mean we do not to live, and that we do not enjoy ourselves. No, It simply means that we exist in our own way and in that way, I will continue to exist and will continue to be with you, and thouse that I care for." - Thoughts on the winter court and what it means to be one

"I enjoy our rivalry. For what is purpose of skill without something to test it against." ~ Nathaniel Fellows

"Das Winter Czar isn't too bad for a man whose heart is a chunk of ice. The weaselly, overclever, bastard throws a bitching party too." - die Rattenkönigin

"Pyotr is too stubborn for his own good. There are times even a monarch must listen to reason and accept help." - Bolgra

"Its a 'Love/Hate' kinda thing...he would love to hate me and I would hate to love him - but we're family...so its kinda the same thing." - Jimmy Quick

"I fixed him." smirk "True, it be by complete happenstance, but still..." - Mister Greenbriar

"He's my 'Pretty, Pretty, Princess.' And he admits it." - Jax

Whispers In The Icy Night (Rumor)

• Pyotr has a history of betraying "friends" in the past if it was to his benefit.

• Broadcasts for Radio Free Fae

• Uses information from Winter's Web in his RFF broadcasts

• Pyotr only likes CRAPPY vodka, says its something about the mother land...

• Pyotr is actually the Zombie King.

• Funny how he came out on top when the Winter court was in such a bad position and how all the Monarchs before him are dead or taken by the Gentry...