Role / social status: One of the many uncles of the emperor, Nobleman
Age / Race: 36 / Elf
Appearance: Art by: Gu Ge Li
Like most elves Rong is tall and wispy looking, standing 6 feet 1 tall he is rather average for his kind. Fair skinned he has a mole right under the corner of his right eye, which is often remarked as a beauty mark. His most striking trait is, however his long dark hair that reaches all the way down to his back. Well maintained and healthy it is the symbol of Rong’s good health as well as his social standing, as he fashions it in loose hanging styles that usually aren’t suitable for combat or harsh labour. As expected Rong carries the same charisma and handsomeness in appearance as expected from a member of the royal family.
Rong fashions himself with simple styles, preferring the elegance of modesty and simplicity. Spending most of his times squinting over maps and scrolls the man has a magnifying monocle to better study which he often forgets on his face. While his hair styles are often loose and simple a bell is fastened in his hair to keep the bangs out of his face, but also to hear the man rounding the corner when his mind is stuck elsewhere again. Ever since the death of his first wife Rong has also been dressing in sober muted colours, as opposed to the rich colours that he can afford himself as a nobleman.
Biography: Within the courts the lines between generations are rather blurred. With as many wives as a rich man can hold over the course of his life, always expanding and adding into the household as wealth allows it, it happens that there are siblings born who are generations apart, but close in age. Such a thing happened to Rong. The late emperor was a brother of Rong, though not full and far apart in the age gap. With the late emperor already in position Rong was both too late and just in time. Too late for the plans of his mother and her family, but in time for himself for Rong would never have the personality of a man who wishes for politics.
From a young age Rong would dream of things that didn’t exist within the world. He would dream of objects soaring through the sky, diving deep into the seas and watching the stars beyond the lights in the night sky. Things that others deemed impossible, but he dreamt. It filled his head and made him forget the world around him, eyes only seeing far ahead. It is what made poetry come so easily to him, why he prefered the abstract over the defined fact. It is what made him so unideal for the political schemes of his family as his mind couldn’t focus on the present.
Yet they tried, for Rong was the best bet they had. Marrying him to a rich noble lady who had the fortune to back up the scene. It landed him a position within the courts as a minister, though Rong never had the potential to shine within the position.
Unfortunately his wife was of weak health and she perished four years after their marriage, succumbing to an illness that no one really understood. It was the first time Rong had been affected by the present. It was a rough awakening for the prince who only then realised how much he had cared for her and how he had taken her for granted. Two years later and the man still mourns his loss, with little change in his overall attitude in life. Life has come to a standstill for Rong, who throws himself into work and study much to the annoyance of his family.
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