This looks promising. It's been quite awhile, so please understand that I rusty from this type of roleplay. Below is my character sheet for review. I look forward to hear from you, thanks.


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[color=f7976a][u][center][b]Ser Llanowaar, Hunter of Unkindled[/b][/center][/u][/color]

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[color=f7976a][u][b]Age[/b][/u][/color]: 34

[color=f7976a][u][b]Gender[/b][/u][/color]: Male

[color=f7976a][u][b]Curse[/b][/u][/color]: Hollowed

[color=f7976a][u][b]Weapon(s)[/b][/u][/color]: {Listed Below}
[i][b]“Requiem”[/b][/i] – a Bastard Sword that is wielded single-handedly with the right hand. Llanowaar is extremely proficient in swordsmanship, especially when switching from single to two-handed stances.

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[color=f7976a][u][b]Armor[/b][/u][/color]: Ser Llanowaar utilizes a complete set of hard-boiled, reinforced leather armour which is stained and scarred from previous battles. A single, tarnished steel pauldron rests over his right shoulder; while old furs rest over his left attached to his ragged cloak. His hood is always drawn over his face, keeping true to his illusion of being a forgotten knight.

[color=f7976a][u][b]History[/b][/u][/color]: In the lands of the north-western woodlands, lived an order of knights dedicated to the ideals of the Great Wolves. Living solely to eradicate those who would harm the enchanted forests and the creatures who lived amongst the wood. A simple knight once lived here with his family, going about his daily tasks only to return home to his wife and children. Until one day, the forests grew darker and gloomier than what was the norm for the season. The smell of ash and flames filled the air, forcing the knight to take up arms to investigate the disturbance of the woodlands. What he discovered, was his brothers and sisters in arms decimated whilst burning at the stakes made of the trees they were sworn to protect. Outraged at his failure to save his allies, he turned his attention back to his home and family. Hurrying as fast as his destrier could gallop, he arrived just in time to watch his family being murdered and also burned at the stake. Filled with intense rage, he immediately dismounted and assaulted his family's murderers with the ferocity of a mad man. And when the bloodshed was over, the knight fell to his knees in sorrow and cried out to the heavens for salvation. The knight received his answer with a blade puncturing through his back and through his armor. Spatting out blood, he turned his gaze to his killer and was met with the burning eyes of an unknown warrior. His adversary's body burned in a slight glow, giving an indication of glimmering embers. Before his eyes closed for what he believed to be forever, the knight overheard a mention of his enemy serving the "Cinders" and wanting to become one with the "Flames."

Where he wandered to, he could not recall, due to the dark and coldness he felt in the emptiness of nothing. Then, a light appeared in the shape of a maiden's hand. Reaching out for it, the knight found himself in the middle of the burned forest that was once his home. His armor and body remained untouched; while his wound remained open but did not trouble him. Looking before him, his eyes were met by the hooded figure of a woman. Her hair was as silver as any coin and her skin was an icy white, but her voice sent chills to his very bones. She spoke of what had occurred and what would come to pass if the Lords of Cinders were not stopped; simply ending the world as they knew it with flames. The maiden then told the tale of returning the knight from the darkness to act as her champion to eradicate the flaming lords and their followers: the Unkindled. And in return, he would be reunited with his slain family and comrades forever so long as he acted as her sworn champion. Without hesitation, the knight moved into a kneel and unsheathed his blade to be laid at her feet. With his solemn swear, he devoted his life to her service and to end the reign of the Lords of Cinder. From here, he has wandered the world's lands in the pursuit of the flame lords and their servants with the fervor of madness. This knight's name: Ser Llanowaar the Hunter of Unkindled.
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