Derem is an attaché to the Vidoran embassy who carries himself as though authority naturally settles where he stands. He speaks with the confidence of a nation long accustomed to influence, projecting certainty even in rooms where his rank affords him little formal power. His peers largely humor him, recognizing both the sharpness of his mind and the exaggeration of his posture. Derem notices this indulgence, and it fuels rather than tempers his resolve.
He believes deeply in Vidora’s destiny to lead. That belief shapes every word he chooses. Precise and controlled, his language leaves little room for disagreement, delivered with the assumption that his conclusions are self-evident. To Derem, diplomacy is not the art of compromise but the patient correction of those who fail to grasp the inevitable. He dismantles opposing arguments cleanly, often before their speakers realize they have been challenged.
Beneath this assurance lies a quieter unease. Derem harbors ambitions beyond his current post, imagining himself one day rising from attaché to minister of foreign affairs. Yet he understands the limits of his position. His family name lacks the weight of entrenched connections, and he knows advancement will require maneuvering rather than inheritance. This awareness sharpens his pragmatism. Alliances, loyalty, and honor serve him as instruments, valuable only insofar as they advance influence.
Derem favors subtlety over display. He works best behind polished desks and half-closed doors, where conversation becomes leverage and silence carries meaning. Though often abrasive, he is impossible to dismiss. His authority may exceed his station, but it is convincing enough to linger, leaving others uncertain whether they have been instructed, dismissed, or quietly outplayed.