[center][color=forestgreen][h1][b][i]~Robin Hood – Phillip De' Fortesque~[/i][/b][/h1]

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[b]Name:[/b] Robin Hood.
[b]Real Name:[/b] Phillip De' Fortesque (He has not gone by this name since he was a child).
[b]Age:[/b] 24.
[b]Occupation (If Any):[/b] Thief.

[b]Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 11) [/b]
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[b]Appearance - Today (Age 24)[/b]
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[b]Personality Traits:[/b]
Robin is brave and at times shows lack of care of his own life. This being said he is incredibly protective of those who he deems close to him, even those who are older and are more than capable of protecting themselves. He would gladly throw himself in the way of a bullet and sacrifice himself for anyone he holds dear. These feelings are not unrequited though for those who stand beside him would quickly show him the same courtesy. He is quite intelligent and calculating but he is quick to think on his feet which has gotten him out of many scrapes before. Robin is still young and from that he can be juvenile and despite his brain he sometimes doesn't think before he does. He is fueled by revenge which does, at times, cloud his judgement. Despite the anger inside him, he keeps quite a cool head but is more willing to fight it out verse talk it out. Having been raised to the age of eleven as a noble man's son, some noble mannerisms have stuck with him. Chivalry being one of the major ones.

[b]Skills:[/b] 
Robin Hood is a master at archery as well as fighting with a sword, the latter of which he began to learn from a very young age. Although, hand to hand combat is not his strong suit, he is capable of fighting without a weapon. Hood has a soft footed walk, allowing him to easily sneak around without detection. He can pick locks with easy and is an escape artist. Robin is a natural leader has easily convinced men and women much older than himself to follow him.

[b]Biography (Before Earth):[/b]
Phillip De' Fortesque was once a nobleman. He once had land to his name and a title before it. However, thirteen years ago, Maleficent's men stormed his home and killed everyone inside. His father had little warning and quickly set to protecting his son. Phillip might have died as well, had his father not hidden him away in a hidden room behind a bookcase, allowing himself to be struck down in an attempt to fight in the other room. When silence washed over the house, no screaming or yelling to be heard, Phillip snuck out. He ran to his father and pulled the dead man's head into his chest as he cried quietly. He did not understand why they had been attacked... Why they had taken his father from him. He started to walk around the castle, searching for any living soul. He found nothing but the dead bodies of his mother, sister, and their loyal servants, all who had attempted to resist the men. 

As Phillip ventured down the stairs he heard laughter and quickly hid himself. Clad in black armor, Maleficent's men sat at his table, drinking his father's wine and cheering to their death. "The boy... did we find him?" He had heard one of them say in a gruff voice before another replied "Just tell The Queen he's dead with the rest of then."

Phillip did not stick around much longer before he snuck into the kitchen and out the back door. He sprinted with all his might to the trees and disappeared into the forest. He spent months alone in the forest, starving and blaming himself for his family's death. When he stumbled upon gathering of rather jolly men. The men took pity on the young boy, who refused to give them a name, and took him into their fold, naming and teaching him to hunt with a bow and arrow. Phillip picked up on the task quite quickly and within a few years had mastered the art. 

However, Phillip was not happy living his days in hiding. As him and the merry men, traveled through the woods, they often came upon towns and villages that were in near ruin thanks to the Queen's men or taxes. At the age of 18, Phillip took it upon himself to help the people and looked to the men he was living with for help. It took a bit of convincing, offering to be the one without a horse for a full week or to make their shelter and fire for the next few times they found a place to stop. 

So the next time the men came, Phillip and the jolly men were ready for them and showed them resistance they had not been expecting. With little fighting, the soldiers retreated and the town celebrated. The celebrations did not last long before the soldiers were back with more men and beat Phillip and the men to a pulp. Seeing Phillip as the leader, they took him into custody as they burned the town leaving the people to burn with it. It was then that Phillip learnt that fighting might not always win. The Queen had an army with more trained soldiers than most any town that they attacked could supply. These people didn't need an army... They needed money.

Dragged to some outpost, they tied Phillip to a chair and beat him brutally, trying to beat him into some kind of submission. However, when they finally let the boy be, he threw himself out of his chair and slowly dragged himself across the ground until he reached a table with many blades laid out on it. Struggling to his feet slightly, Phillip turned and grabbed one of the knives and cut into the ropes that held him captive. Once free, the boy had every intention to escape but thought back to his revelation hours prior. With a grin on his face, he quietly snuck around the room, grabbing a bag and stuffing anything that looked to have some kind of value into it. Being a cocky, he did not leave with his bag full of treasure just yet. He slipped out into the hall and began to steal the bounty of riches that the outpost held. When his bag became so heavy that he feared he would not be able to carry it back to the village, he snuck into one last room where he found a beautiful bow and quiver. Smiling, he gathered them both onto his back and ran to the window to look below at what the fall held for him. Grinning as he found the stables and a kind pile of hay, he tossed his bag down before him and climbed into the window when he heard a man yell, "Hold, villain."

In quick movement, Phillip removed an arrow from his new quiver and notched it before he turned, pointing the weapon at the man who stood at the other end of the room, brandishing a sword. Phillip smiled, "The Sheriff of Nottingham, I presume," he said as he pointed with his arrow head to the man's rich attire, "Sir, have you any pocket change for a lowly thief?"

"I will give you nothing!" The Sheriff yelled back before he advanced forward.

Phillip pulled the string on his bow back a little further, "Ah, ah, how much time do you think it will take me to put this arrow between your eyebrows? Enough time for you to stop me? I think not."

The Sheriff growled before unhooking his coin purse from his belt and tossing it to Phillip. The boy released the arrow into the Sheriff's sword arm's shoulder before catching the bag. The man howled, "Who are you?"

Phillip laughed... The nobleman he had once been was long dead. That boy was assumed dead by the entire world, "Robin Hood," He said simply, taking the name the merry men had given to him years age, before he jumped out the window into the hay below and gathered his bag before taking a horse and racing off with his riches.

When he returned to the town, he found it to be in better conditions than he had expected. The people had managed somehow to put out the fire and were doing their best to fix the damages that had been done. The happy men ran to surround Phillip's horse when he returned. Phillip smiled to them, battered and bloodied as he was, "What... You didn't actually expect me to walk while you rode," He joked before he rose his bag into the air, "I bring riches from the [i]kind[/i] Sheriff of Nottingham for the people." He tossed it in front of himself, allowing the silver and gold to spill out, "May that cover your taxes."

It was from that day on that Phillip forgot about the boy he had once been and became Robin Hood, the thief who stole from the rich and gave to the poor. The Queen had robbed him of his family, now it was his turn, with the help of his band of merry men, to rob her of everything she owned. 

[b]Biography (Life On Earth):[/b] 
Robin never made it to Earth and is unaware of its existence.  

[b]Other:[/b]
Robin's bow
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