salazar saarinen [d2] [cbd1] ~ fin

"They're not worth the gum you wipe off your shoes."

Green is your color, but gold is your heritage; your find it insulting that they would dare rise above their station and presume to be your equal. Perhaps that's why you sneer at the thought of the high-esteemed academy daring to take on anyone that isn't elite; they're not only sullying their own name but yours too. It disgusts you, that they'd dare take the someone just because they are the lightest shade of a grey pallet and think it acceptable to put them on the same canvas as you.

You take after your father and his generations of inherited wealth; tall, dark and handsome and kingdom at your fingertips. He made sure you embodies the values that made your family and your house great, cunning and ambition. After all, while you may be one of the best -and perhaps most arrogant with your underhanded tricks to gain the upper hand- duelists in the academy, scheming to get your way is no less efficient, even if it is less glamorous. You were the only natural choice to be head boy for House Saarinen. You could be a serpent through and through when you needed to and you'll do anything to drink the sweet nectar of victory.

Cunning and ambition; why settle for a kingdom at your fingertips when you're surrounded by a galaxy?