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Character Name: Lieutenant Charles Richardson

Sex|gender: Male|Male

Race: Human

Appearance: [img]https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?&id=OIP.M36cb695c35ce7c21244a15e15157d8d6o0&w=199&h=300&c=0&pid=1.9&rs=0&p=0&r=0[/img] With this hat [img]https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?&id=OIP.Mf60920fb1a41b8c72ef22c31725c8c6fo0&w=299&h=207&c=0&pid=1.9&rs=0&p=0&r=0[/img]

Distinguishing features: A long scar cutting down his left eye, causing the eye to go a light grey. A few scars along his right cheek stopping at his mouth. Long scars on his back from Floggings.

Age: 27

Occupation: 1st Lieutenant in command of the 42nd Cavalry Regiment, 3rd Squadron, 5th Battalion

Crime: The 'Man Slaughter' of the following people:
						- Private Dikerlage, Davidson, Lexington of the 42nd cavalry Regiment, 3rd Squadron, 5th                                                                                                    -                                                  - Batlllation
						- Captain Smyth of the 42nd Cavalry Regiment, 5th Battalion
						- Lieutenant Griffin of the 120th Regiment of Foote, 2nd Battalion
						- Major Petterson the 47th Cavilry Regiment (A regiment of fetch and carry)
	      The 'Murder' of the following people:
						- Grace Richardson (Married to Lieutenant Charles Richardson)
						- Elizebeth Richardson (Daughter of Charles Richardson)
						- Horatio Richardson (Brother to Charles Richardson)
						- David Richardson (Son to Charles Richardson)
						- Margery Richardson (Mother to Charles Richardson)
	     The Loss of the Kings Regimental Colours
	     
	     The Breaking of the Royal Articals of War (Of which I would rather not explain the Laws he hath broke)

Starting Equipment: Two Cavalry Carbine Muskets, Four Flintlock Pistols, Officers Cavalry Sword

Personal Items: Identification Badge and Token, 1st Lieutenant Collar Epulaedes, The Riding Crop for his horse

Personality: Comrades of Richardson wouldn't say he was a nice guy, the complete opposite. he is a cruel and bloody man, but with his cruelness he has the bravery and gallantry that would take a officer far in any army. The man just seems to lack any rational fear, he will charge artillery guns head on and shoot any of his men who wont follow him. This inst a problem though as his men would follow him into the deaphs of hell... Probably because they know the devil would lose. He is a leader of men, be that they fear him not love him doesnt matter much to him, just that they follow his orders. Die when he lets them to die, Charge when he gives the Order too and never, NEVER retreat.

Character Quest: To bring death and Destruction to all who dare defy him or the Kingdom. He also wishes to http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/138732-of-gunpowder-and-grit-steampunk-fantasy-seeking-co-op/ooc#regroup his squadron of hardened horsemen

Bio: (If personality is the lifeblood of your character, this is its heart. No length requirements. Go as short or long as you want.)

Theme Song: (For those aurally minded, or just dramatic like me, a song is always nice. Gives ambiance and adds atmosphere to your character. ENTIRELY OPTIONAL)

RP Example: I am a soilder. That is my job, that has always been my job. It is what I am good at. Killing, it really doesnt amtter why I have to kill them. But I will. The life as a soilder, its a great one, if you can stay alive long enough that is. You can sail the seven hells and have all the vices you wish. But if you cant survive a lobsided charge into the guns or a 1 v 5 dual when your dehorsed, you dont deserve the life that is offered by the army. You dont deserve the treats iot gives unto you. Thats why I am a damn fine soilder. I can run though hell with nothing but a Bugle, and leave on the bodies of the deamons carrying the head of the devil over my shoulder. I am what mothers use to make their children eat their vegtables.

I dont expect much in my commision