So here's another rp idea. I tend to get a lot of jump on these, but this time I'm looking for just one partner for this one. Please PM and leave something here if you'd like to try it out. Anyways, here's the idea: Jaxon stood quietly watching an army of men training together, competing against each other. They all knew men like Jaxon were here today. He leaned against the fence acting as if he hadn’t made his decision yet on who his new recruit would be. He was a protector, the most elite of all of the knights seen within the palace and church walls. Today he wore leather with the colors of the church, white and blue. It made his dark blue eyes and black hair stand out. He was a slender man, but broad in the shoulders. On his back rested a great sword much like one a Templar would carry, but he was far from a Templar. He was a holy man and respected, with preservation in mind, not death in the service of god. His duty was to protect punishers, a class of its own that was charged with handing out punishments to those who sinned. They were favored by the royal family and because of this power had started to turn to greed. Only a few had fallen to such greed as the King offered them more and more to kill off those who rebelled against him for any sin they could find and call it treason. They were becoming more like executioners. For now though the problem wasn’t out of hand and there were many good ones still found inside the walls of every church. Jaxon hadn’t fallen to greed, he was a man that lived in the church. He served many protectors but spent a great deal of time protecting a punisher by the name of Tamera. A skilled and well known punisher, she was just and loved by many. But even for her the task of being a punisher was wearing her down. She had pulled away from every loving figure in her life and relied heavily on Jaxon to take care of her. There was no romance between them. Jaxon was convinced in this aspect he was a broken man, as no woman had ever been able to even get a slight rise out of him. So he buried himself in his work. His mind frequently flashed back to the time when he had met women who had tried, including a current woman who insisted on trying. He could remember the kiss they had shared and how she had grabbed him nearly bringing him to his knees in efforts to punish him for being so nice and yet not having those sorts of feelings about her. He had gotten a lot of crap from others in the church for that girl, but he had no idea what he was supposed to do when the feelings just weren’t there. Beside him stood the Captain, dress in black leather with a red cross on his left arm. “That one,” Jaxon spoke with a slight nod in the direction of a man winning many of his competitions despite his disadvantages. Then Jaxon stood from the fence and left. He would leave the actual recruitment to the captain. It wasn’t long before two new recruits had been picked from the army and approached by the captain with letters of recruitment. They were expected to show up for duty in front of the church come morning sun and be prepared to go right to work. They weren’t told who they would report to, only that to pass up such an opportunity was career ending. The next morning Jaxon was waiting, now dressed in the heavy plate and chain armor he preferred to wear. He held his helmet under one arm as he fixed the strap of his gauntlet and looked at the young knight approaching him. It was of course the boy he hadn’t picked and he started to grin. “Keep going, yours isn’t here yet.” He wasn’t surprised that the lad wanted to be his rookie but he wasn’t, no he had picked someone he had been watching since the day he had been recruited to be a protector and that had been over 7 years ago. He waited for his own recruit to present himself. ************** I need to remind you that this is a romance rp, based on my main character falling from what religion has become in this rp. There will be mxm and fxm relationships so I’m really looking for someone who’d be willing to do both.