Name: Sirius Iordanou
Age: Looks 28 Actual 48
Species: Celestial
Constellation: Hercules
Face Claim: Robert Pattinson

It was a clear, starry night on the island of Icaria when a star fell on that peaceful isle. When the locals flooded to the beach to see what had graced their isle, they were stunned to see a man lying unconscious in the center of a crater.

A man insisted on taking him in. He was an experienced seaman, and he insisted this man must have washed in with the tide. He brought him to his home, and took care of the unconscious man, nursing him till the day he opened his eyes.

When he awoke, he remembered nothing. The seaman who looked after told him that he had nothing to worry about--this was normal, he assured. His name was Herakles, named after a legendary hero, he said. Herakles told the man that his life was one on the sea, and that if he wanted a chance of survival, he’d had to trust him and follow him.

The man agreed, and the next morning, he boarded the Herakles’s vessel, and left Icaria behind him.
A fortnite passed before the man remembered his name. He was having a laugh with Herakles in the captain’s quarters when it hit him: Sirius Othello Iordanou. He told Herakles immediately, to which he nodded to, saying that it was about time. He told Sirius to come to the crow’s nest with him, and that when Herakles told him quite the story:

They were Celestials, Herakles told him. They were stars who had fallen from the sky down to earth, where they would not age and live an immortal life. Herakles had fallen in Icaria just a decade before, and he’d found out the hard way that they were being hunted. First, there were those who knew the power of taking the life of a Celestial: they would be able to go back to a point in history and change its course. Such an act was so dangerous, it could bring upon a horrible turn of events that could turn out for the worse. Then, there was the Ailward Guard. Herakles had fallen with his “twin” of sorts, and he saw the Ailwards capture his brother and took him away. It was then that he decided to take to a life on the seas, where it would be unlikely that he’d be discovered by either types of hunters. And that was why he offered Sirius the choice to join him as his first mate: Herakles didn’t want the young lad to suffer a similar fate.

The two and their crew sailed out of the Mediterrean that month itself. Herakles was worried that tales of a man in a crater would travel fast and reach the ears of the Ailwards in no time at all. The best decision they could make was to get as far from Greece as quick as they could.

They sailed south, down to the continent of Africa. They never stayed in a port for long: just for a night, two maybe, to restock their supplies when needed. Traders were not uncommon along the coast, but Herakles was paranoid. They couldn’t risk raising the suspicions of one mind, so only their crew would leave the ship while the two fallen stars would stay hidden in the captain’s quarters.

They managed to stay hidden for another fifteen years, which was when tragedy struck. One of the crew, Sirius would later come to suspect, must have discovered the true nature of the captain and his second. The crew would sell the information to the highest bidder, a pirate who wanted to change his past to rewrite his future. He too knew the tale of what would happen when one killed a fallen star, and that was a small price to pay for him.

The fates smiled upon Sirius that night, as Herakles had given him leave to take a stroll in a port in the Phillipines. He had been away from the ship when the pirate snuck aboard, but returned just in time to see the man plunge a dagger into Herakles’s chest. He barely had time to scream in horror when a flash of light burst from his captain, and with that, the two had gone.

Sirius was devastated. For the next year, he would blame himself for not being aboard the ship that fateful night. He captained the ship in Herakles’s stead--he knew the man would probably haunt him if he left his beloved vessel to rot--but got rid of any of the crew whom he did not trust. The Celestial took to a life of piracy and smuggling for the next five years, as a way to cope with his anger. He knew it was a pirate who had taken Herakles’s life, and so he dedicated his life to attempting to track him down. Throughout the years, Sirius would find himself smuggling not just goods, but people on the run, or in search of a new life. He didn’t care what their story was, as long as they had the cash to pay him.

It was in the early 1990s when Sirius would dock at Sydney, Australia. There, he would meet teo sisters: Charlie and Leigh Kinzel. He knew from the get-go that their documents were fake, but he wasn’t the type to demand the truth from his passengers. Everyone had their stories and their reasons, and he was the last person to judge.

The sisters wanted to hire his services to sail to the Americas. It was a little curious to the Celestial that they wouldn’t rather take a commercial flight, but he realised that the sisters were trying to keep a low profile. He named his price and agreed to take them, and so the day after, they left the port and sailed for the ocean.

Along their journey, Sirius grew to be rather good friends with the Kinzel sisters, especially Charlie. They wouldn’t tell him the truth about their identity, but there was one night where he overheard the two talking about their past. He’d never confront them about it, but would carry on as if he knew nothing. Over the coming weeks, Sirius and Charlie’s relationship grew from a friendship to something more. They never acted on it, but no one could deny the spark between them, or how their hearts raced when they stood close together.
When they would dock in California some weeks later, Sirius would not let them pay their fare. A part of him seriously considered selling off his ship and joining them on their adventures, but he told himself he would think it over for a night. He knew where the Kinzel’s were staying for the night, and he figured that he would meet them there the next morning if he decided to leave the life on the open seas behind him.
He would never get to make that decision.

That night itself, when he was just about to go to sleep, four men broke into his quarters. Sirius didn’t stand a chance, and he was taken against his will off the ship. The Ailwards had found him, just as Herakles had warned all those years ago, and Sirius was tossed into a cage.

It felt like centuries before Ophelia Dreyvalian rescued the Celestials on the Isle of Skye, and soon they would make their home in Evermore City.

Sirius figured he would do what he knew best: smuggling and dealing on the black market. The Celestial opened an underground speak-easy club, and is known for his connections in the illegal world. He pays off the cops to look the other way, allowing for his business to thrive. He remains unbothered with the ongoings of the city, although there are days where he wonders about the fate of the Kinzel sisters, and whether they are doing alright.

Positive personality traits: loyal—helpful—headstrong
Negative personality traits: vengeful—impulsive—manipulative