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[center][h3][color=8493ca]Garret Omundson[/color][/h3][/center]
[b][center][color=lightgray]| Blonde Hair - Blue eyes - 6'0" - 187lbs |[/color][/center][/b]

[color=8493ca][b]Name:[/b][/color] [i][color=lightgray]Garret Omundson.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Age:[/b][/color] [i][color=lightgray]Twenty-two (22).[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Personality:[/b][/color]
[i][color=lightgray]Garret is rather well kept and stoic in demeanor. He isn't much for any overly outward emotions, keeping rather level headed. Though it is rare things do make him happy, mostly a beautiful smile or a relaxing day. Getting him angry is practically impossible. Being a trained knight he knows that getting hot headed can get you killed. Garret is loyal to a fault, only serving the interest of those he serves and never wavering, no matter the bribe or adversity.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Background:[/b][/color] 
[i][color=lightgray]Garret, in his younger years, was a rather carefree and fun loving boy. Always running around and laughing like a maniac who had found the pet rock that had ran away the night prior. He always smiled and hugged people indiscriminately; though this often got some uncomfortable groans. He was a squire training to become a knight. Though his bouncy tendencies usually got him a smack in the head or a boot to the rump for not paying attention properly to the lesson. But he didn't care. He trained hard, maybe a but unorthedoxically because of his raging ADHD but he did train hard.

Though of his many "friends" - or people he simply claimed to be his friend when in reality they couldn't stand his energy - he had one he truly cherished. A young girl that aided the squires and Garret held a special fondness for her. Some would call it love but in his youth he simply called it witchcraft upon his heart. None the less they were inseparable. Always at each others side given the possibility. They ran around the open fields, he helped her with chores and she helped him clean armor when he landed himself in trouble; which was regularly.

They even shared each other first kiss one evening. They were out in the field and Garret put on some rather sweet moves to woo the young lady. Though any semblance of swagger faded the instant she kissed him. Turning him into a babbling idiot that turned tail and ran the second their lips separated. A damned goof he was. But she adored it to a fault.

But everything changed (when the fire nation attacked) when one day he was tasked with stacking crates in the stable. In the childs rush to finish he hadn't probably stabilized one of the stacks and didn't notice before leaving. The girl noticing Garret's mistake she tried to fix it so he didn't get in even more trouble. But her arms weren't strong enough to correct the imbalance and only sent it toppling over.

Garret heard a scream right before a loud crash. On instinct he quickly turned and ran to the sound but what he found rocked him to the core. His dear friend lying under the debris of splintered wood and heavy plates of metal. The weight crushed her chest and killed her instantly. There was no chance of saving her. He had never cried so hard in his life.

From that day one Garret became a completely different person. Solid and stoic, diligent and practice. Meticulous in everything he did and never stopping until perfection. Ever since that day Garret has lead a solemn life of training. Doing his best to not find connections with people who he could fail once again and lose. Fear of that pain happening again leaving him a statue.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Talents:[/b][/color] 
[i][color=lightgray]-Fighting.
-Swordsmanship.
-Archery.
-Simple metal repair.
-Hand to hand combat.
-Survival Skills.
-Sick beat boxing skills (kept on the down-low).[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Hopes/Dreams:[/b][/color] [i][color=lightgray]That some day his name can be forever remembered as a great Knight that served a great kingdom.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Likes:[/b][/color] 
[i][color=lightgray]-Beautiful smile.
-Relaxing Days.
-Sparring.
-Upholding his honor.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Dislikes:[/b][/color]
[i][color=lightgray]-Disrespect.
-Disloyalty.
-Threats against the Kingdom and it's people.
-Ducks. He HATES ducks.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Hopeless Romantic?:[/b][/color] [i][color=lightgray]In theory, yes. Though affection often either goes over his head or he is overcome with awkwardness that he doesn't know what to do.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Swears?:[/b][/color] [i][color=lightgray]A gentleman would never curse. But maybe a couple words if he were to stub his toe. Cause that shit hurts.[/color][/i]

[color=8493ca][b]Secrets?:[/b][/color] 
[i][color=lightgray]Everyone has secrets. Though he isn't one to lie.[/color][/i]

[center]1x1 RP with [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/madame-kitten]Madame Kitten.[/url][/center]