[b]-Name:[/b] Sir Gerold the Dusk Knight

[b]-Age:[/b] 27

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[b]-Gender:[/b] Male

[b]-Background:[/b] Gerold was born as the second son in an old and proud, but much diminished house who's lands were located on the eastern coast of England, just above the welsh border. His father was a proud man who was doing his best to keep his now barren lands afloat financially. Although he had many allies at court and among the other lords of the land he would not ask them for any assistance though it is likely they would have given this gladly. He had been a chivalrous and noble knight in his youth and was still an honourable man but taking handouts or charity as he saw it was not something he was willing to do.

Gerold and his older brother were both trained as knights by their father, who took an active role in raising them, partly because he lacked the funds to employ masters who would teach his sons to the level he felt befitted his family but also because he genuinly wished the best for his children and wanted them to be knights like him. While his brother became more interested in the aspect of managing lands and bureaucracy Gerold truly loved the martial pursuits. He learned to use the lance and sword as well as how to lead men on a battlefield. He greatly admired his father and wished to become a great hero like he had been in his youth.

When Gerold turned 12 he was sent by his father to squire with one King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, Sir Bors de Ganis, whose father had been a comrade and ally of Gerold's own. During this time he took part in many battles against the Saxons and came to be recognised as a skilled swordsman as well as a stalwart ally to Sir Bors and his companions. 

One winter, while on an extended campaign to rid the eastern coast of Saxons, Gerold fell ill with a fever and was left by Sir Bors in a small castle under the care of the local lord, who was to elderly to join the war party. Sir Bors and his companions took their army onwards to continue driving the Saxons out while Gerold recovered. No long after his strength had returned Irish raiders, who had been taking advantage of the disarray caused by the Saxon invasion, attacked the lord's lands and became raiding and murdering their way inland. 

All the lords knights had gone off to fight against the Saxons so there was nobody to lead the local militia against the raiders. Gerold, at this time only 16 years of age, volunteered to lead the militia and drive the Irish back to the sea. He waited until the sun began to set and launched a surprise attack on the raider's camp using the sun which was low in the sky to blind his enemy he managed to scatter their forces as they retreated back to their ships and fled.

The lord praised Gerold on his return and relayed his deeds to Sir Bors who brought Gerold to King Arthur himself to be knighted. Due to his tactics during the battle against the Irish he was dubbed the “Dusk Knight” by his companions and he served the rest of the campaign and many more against the Saxons until finally a peace was reached. He returned to his father's land to help his brother and now elderly father. His father expressed his pride in Gerold's deeds which were by now spreading across the land and granting him some measure of fame. He used this fame to attract lords and knights to his father's lands which in turn brought wealth and allowed his father to make improvements that would allow his house to gain some of the prestige it had lost over the years.

When Sir Lancelot became regent and was tasked with bringing together knights to aid him at court his cousin sir Bors suggested his former squire, Sir Gerold, as a suitable choice. A letter was sent to Sir Gerold who left for court at once.

[b]-Traits of Avalon: [/b]

[i]∞-The Wolf’s Teeth:[/i] Your swordsmanship is the stuff of legend. An average foe that is at the tip of your blade can expect to taste its fatal bite. 

[i]∞-The Lion’s Roar:[/i] You exude an air of command, confidence, skill, and righteous purpose. Your enemies are hesitant to engage you upon the battlefield, and they grow anxious at the mere mention of your name.