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Firstborn of Osmond Nightgold, Mydas' arrival in the world was celebrated with great pomp. The birth of a healthy boy was declared an omen of future fortune, despite the stir caused by the baby's golden eyes. From that point on, he was tutored intensively on not only being a proper nobleman, charming and courteous, but also a businessman, for whom the flow of money would be as familiar as the flow of blood in his veins. Mydas was, during that time, very close to Dustin, his younger cousin and heir to the Duchy of Stonedeep. Dustin was, after all, the closest thing Mydas had for a brother, until the birth of Sigurd, eight years after Mydas' own. Even then, the age gap was too wide, and Sigurd soon had a little sister with whom he bound quickly. It was not the case for Mydas, who saw in his sister, at least at first, the cause of his mother's death. The relationship between siblings remained cold, until a fateful day under a spider's web. Yet where his relationship with his own siblings grew better, the one with Dustin was cut brutally short. Since the ascension of Nadia to be the head of the family, Mydas has focused entirely upon improving the family's fortune and protecting it with word and gold. Specialized in luxury goods, he also deals in artwork, with a keen eye for the truly magnificent works. He is at ease in such a place, yet duty walks ever closer, and the weight of generations now sits heavier upon his shoulders...

Noticeably tall, Mydas furthers the picture of the aristocrat by having a slim figure, more used to the beat of the dance than to the warrior's drum. Dark of hair and with olive skin, his most striking attribute, beyond the definition of his jaw and his prominent cheekbones, are his golden eyes. While the eeriness of the wolf-eyes is tempered by a charming smile, they remain striking, and perhaps a bit unsettling. A refined gentleman, with the eyes of a beast.

A creature of dualities, those who meet Mydas will typically encounter a charming and polite man, a proper gentleman of society with knowledge of the finer things of life, as well as being a connoisseur of the arts. Acquaintances, associates and even friends will often know nothing more about the man, kept at arm's length and in thrall of his persona. Those truly close to him, however, know to discern the warm mask from the glacial, quiet man that wears it.