♡ Cyril Normand ♡ - ♡ Male, he-him - ♡ Age unknown - ♡ Orientation unknown ♡ "Your fear is divine, your rage is exhilarating." ♡ Known for being a snobby man with pockets lined with gold, Cyril spends his time basking in the shadows of dangerous streets. He's a well-known, maybe even notorious, patron of the "arts", a man who has a penchant for collecting any and everything that catches his cunning eye.
♡ Species: Unknown ♡ Allergic to: Nothing ♡ Likes: The color blue, the color red, gold, the smell of smoke, plush fabrics, cinnamon, roses. ♡ Dislikes: Silver, people touching his property. ♡ Relations: Caesar Narcisse (ex-lovers) ♡ Other: Adores peafowl, or really any sort of exotic and flamboyant bird. He even has some as pets. His nose has been broken a few times, leaving some noticeable defects. His eyes are a striking gold with a ring of cerulean blue around the pupil. They seem to be filled with liquid metal, their shimmering gaze swirling about with even the smallest movements.
