Richard is the personification of the Isle of Man. His body is roughly 15. He has his own government, but is still a property of the crown, the Queen holding the highest title on the isle.
Richard is very shy and doesn’t know much about other nations. He has only had interactions with his brothers and sister and Norway, who’s king ruled over him for quite a while. He still looks up to Norway and is proud of his Norse roots. Briefly, he tried to be a viking.
After 1266 when he became a part of Scotland, he started bouncing a lot back and forth between England’s and Scotland’s rule. Both he considers his father figures, but Scotland is a lot closer to him due to his Gaelic roots and the similarities in their languages.
Even now, he rarely encounters other nations. He’s a little bit angry at England for how he has kept him from seeing anyone else for so long. He tries to be angry at England, he pretends to hate him, but he doesn’t really. In secret, he loves his big brother dearly.
Richard, as all of his brothers, can see magical creatures, though he doesn’t dabble in magic as much as England or Scotland. Or at least they think so. Every once in a while, Richard goes to sit on the sea shore, feeling the waves hit against his bare feet as he waits for the sea god
to come and talk to him. The ancient sea god used to rule and protect his island, but Richard hasn’t seen him in so long, and the god is more like a father to him. He never hears a response, despite waiting for nights on end.
He never tells anyone about that, fearing he will be mocked.