Frazier, Raphael

[Raphael Frazier]

Full Name: Raphael Theo Frazier

Nickname and/or Alias: Raphe, Phael

Age: 24

Birth Date: September 1st

Gender: Male

Hometown and Country: Cork, Ireland London, England

What school & year?: Oxford University – Theology – 2002/drop-out

Occupation: GM of Friell. Ltd.

Height: 6’1”

Weight: 170lbs

Appearance:

Raphe is six foot one tall, with toned built—he was never overly muscular though, he was by all means not a big fan of big muscles. He has full lips that beg to be kissed and large, stunning blue eyes, which are his most distinctive feature. He dresses mostly in suits, if not dress shirts, but there are times he will chose to dress in casual outfit, especially when he is with those he trusted.

Personality & Attitude:

Raphael loves to joke a lot, and very flirtatiously charming at times. He is a good friend to those he trusted and often be seen with different girls each time. He was a playboy most of the times until he found the one he could love with all his heart, and that girl is Zildjain Pearl, whom also happen to be the mother of his child. Sometimes he could be very moody, or even sappy, but cheesy is always the best word to describe this young man. Most of the people would never thought he is such a family man; Raphe has always wants a family of his own, a real one, though like most men of his age, he is terrified of the idea of becoming a father so young.

Likes:

Raphael likes everything about girls, boys, guns, fast cars, motorbikes, Italian cuisine, his step brother, and Zildjain. Wait, cross that. Put her and their baby at the top of the list, please. Along with operas (he loves Wagner’s Tristan und Isolde and Der Ring des Nibelungen the most), and musicals (mainly Andrew Lloyd Webber’s ). He loves music and used to be singer-guitarist of a local band when he was still at college.

Dislikes:

Now this is interesting question to ask Raphe. He would say he doesn’t like French restaurants, those upscale ones, for the pretension. He would also claim he doesn’t like seafood. But what he dislikes the most are his mother, witches in general, Sir Solori, Blues, and Country music. Oh, he too has this stupid fear of beaten to death with broccoli, so better keep it away from him.

Relatives & Family:

Sir Uriel Theopold Frazier (father, Knight - deceased)
Dame Charlene Frazier (mother, Under Marshal)
Sir Romulus Firiall II (step-father, Grand Master-deceased)
Reinhart Firiall (younger step-bother, Under Marshal)
Rochelle Firiall (younger half-brother, five years old)

Background & History:

Uriel Frazier was twenty three years young Knight when he met Charlene Rivers, a sarcastic, spoiled, arrogant Under Marshall, two years older than he was. They were sent to a mission halfway across the world from Rome, and as they were doing their mission, befriending the local mob, they were made to try some booze. None of them remembered what exactly happened that night, until several months later, after they returned to Rome, Charlene stormed into Uriel’s dorm with an official letter from the Templar’s health department. She was pregnant, she said, with his child. The news spread like wildfire and they were given an ultimatum; either got married right then, or excommunication with Rome. Of course, Charlene insisted Uriel to marry her and so they got married, that very day, in one warm early summer evening.

It was hard to say who was suffered the most from the wedding, but many believed it was Uriel. He had a sweet girlfriend, one he promised to marry as soon as his next mission was done, and suddenly he came home to Ireland (where his family manor was) with the news that he was already married and expecting a child, who will born in just a couple of months. His father disowned him after his girlfriend committed suicide, and since then he never returned to Scotland. Instead, he took his pregnant wife to Ireland, where his mother lived. They stayed there till Charlene gave birth of a healthy son, at the first dawn of September, later named Raphael after the Archangel of Healing. Charlene returned to the Vatican City several weeks later, leaving her husband and new baby behind.

While Uriel often stayed with his son, Charlene pretended they never exist and continued doing her work. Uriel often stayed home in their apartment in Cork, Ireland, just to be there for his son. He considering to resign after a mission oversea, but he never came home. A Witch killed him and his body was never found, so instead burying his body, all that was placed inside his coffin was his broken cross. A letter sent to Charlene, who was in Germany, to return to Ireland for the burial.

She even refused to come to her own husband’s burial. This forever hurt Raphael, who was just six; instead grieving and taking a good care of the son in place of her deceased husband, she sent Raphael to his aunts and uncles all around the world. At the age of thirteen he spent one and half year in so-called 'correctional center' for drug abuse. When he was fourteen and half he was brought back to Vatican and started his training under Keith Hargraves and Damien Lusignan's care, before later Kelly Acheson assigned to share a dorm with him.

He befriend Kelly and Sabrina Matthews during his years of training, later had a crush on Sabrina, though he never really acted it out. Then Reinhart Friell, a new Sergeant, came to their little group... it was then when Raphael learned that Reinhart will be his step-brother. Reinhart's father married Raphael's mother when they were thirteen and seventeen, respectively, and the two grew pretty close together. He was nineteen when his sister was born, three days away from his first mission in Russia. At least forty civilians were killed in a parade, three of them were the Witches he was supposed to kill... the Witches blasted the parade, though the officials both in Vatican and Russia managed to cover it.

Raphe sent to various missions afterward, though due to his violent procedures, he took too many innocent victims. He then sent to another rehabilitation for a year until he turned into this cheesy Raphe we know today.

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Sample RP:

It was not everyday one turned twenty four, and today Raphe was planning to celebrate it with Zil. He had been given the keys of the Darcy House, since he would soon move there when things weren't as busy in Boston, and so he planned to slip into the house, preparing a small celebration just for the two of them, and had a good night together afterwards. Yep, good plan. The problem was, Raphael forgot it was like, the beginning of the term and she must be busy with her own teenage life.

He carried everything in his car; champagne, chocolate cake, even some ice cream, though he was sure she would already have some in her fridge, and a bag of his clothes for the night and in the morning, not really a big fan on borrowing her father's lounge pants again. He carried these into the house, arranged everything at the kitchen island (he chuckled at the thought of what they once did there, some weeks ago) and after he put all the candles on the cake, ready to light them up, he took his phone and called for her.

His call was diverted to voicemail. And again, and again. Raphe checked his watch; it was four fifteen, so where she was? He didn't leave her anything on the voicemail, just the usual 'hey, it's me, I miss you', and decided to wait a little more. Around half past five he called again, by this time he had done watching at least a variety show and a documentary channel about some temple in India, and this time he left her a 'if you are not too busy, I'm home and missing you terribly'.

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Raphe checked his watch again; he had fallen asleep and it was almost ten now, and the knight was tired. In two hours time his birthday would be over and he still hadn't celebrate it with her... Though usually he spent it all alone, now he was engaged, he wished he could spend it with his fiancée. Sighed he went to the living room with a can of beer from the fridge and flopped himself down to the couch.

Finished Profile?: Yes

Grouping: Global Mod - Templar Knight

Canon or Custom: Custom

Actor, Actress, or Model Used: Jonathan Rhys Meyers

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