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[h3]Champion[/h3]
Name: [s]Alexander Scariot[/s] The Betrayer
Race: [s]Human[/s] Forsworn
Known Racial Abilities: The Curse of the Forsworn
Age: 316
Appearance: 
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Renowned Skills: As the leader of the Forsworn, the betrayer possesses an almost peerless ability with the sword. It would have to be, for him to have survived the front lines of so many battles
Magic: None
Weapons: A battered two handed sword. He isn't very particular about his weapons. Whatever happens to be on hand at the moment is good enough for him.
Armour: A red cape over black leather armor. He wears black steel gauntlets and greaves as well.
Steed: None
Bio: The Betrayer was formerly known as Alexander Scariot, Commander of the Morrins legion army of the Duchy of Morrins, Baron in his own right and a knight as well. Even then his skill with a blade was renowned throughout several kingdoms. Scariot was also a greedy, ambitious and spiteful man who gathered around himself followers who shared these attributes.

He walked alone into the Dukes keep, fighting through Morrins personal guard before besting the son, trained by Scariot himself, in single combat on the floor of the throne room. The Betrayer then cut down his Lord, whom he was sworn to defend until death. This blow ignited a bloody coup that lead to the entire region being plunged into chaos. His legion sought out the Dukes heirs, slaying them as he did their father. He delighted in capturing his enemies and listening to their pleas before executing them personally.

A subjugation force was assembled from several neighbor territories to restore stability. Of the three thousand warriors of the legion only two hundred survived. The enemies losses were more severe with only one out of every twenty men walking away from the battle. The Betrayer alone slew over two hundred enemies before being overcome after fifteen hours of pitched battle in the streets of the capital and was the last to be captured.

The survivors where clasped in chains and imprisoned to await their fate.
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[hider=The Captain]
[h3]Captain[/h3]
Name: [s]Serenity Kord[/s] The Last Captain
Race: [s]Human[/s] Forsworn
Known Racial Abilities: The Curse of the Forsworn
Age: 297
Appearance:
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Famed Skills: 
Magic: Aside from the curse that afflicts the rest of the Forsworn, The Last Captain posesses great skill in illusions honed over the centuries and used to induce fear and confusion in the enemy.
Weapons: A long, tapered Estoc
Armour: Black plate armor imbued with illusion spells and adorned with black feathers
Steed: None
Bio: Serenity Kord was a captain in the Morrins Legion, commander of the first company. The Last Captain shared his ambition and saw his coup as an opportunity that would later enable her to seize his power for herself.

She served under The Betrayer during his coup and led her force into the capital to strike the lethal first blow against the civic guard there. She played a pivotal role in the conflict to come, her sorcery routing the enemy often before the battle was joined, enabling the fleeing soldiers to be hunted down and killed like wild game.

In the final battle she paced her commander through the streets, confounding pursuers and nearly matching him in ferocity and bloodlust. She was captured by his side as the exhausted pair attempted to break through the cordon around the city, the last officer alive out of the entire legion.
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[hider=The Forsworn Legion]
[h3]Regiment[/h3]
Regiment Name: [s]Morrins Legion[/s] The Forsworn
Banner: An unadorned black pennant carried by the Captain
Nationality/Race: [s]Men of the Dutchy of Morrins[/s] The Forsworn
Racial Specifics: The Curse of the Forsworn
Size of Host: 10
Specialty: Mixed
Typical Arms: Assorted swords and shields, pikes
Typical Armour: Full plate armor for the majority, 
Typical Steeds: None
Magics Used: The Regimental Mage, Cinder, uses sorcery to throw tiny but incredibly hot orbs of liquid fire. 
History: The surviving members of the Forsworn today are but a fraction of their original number, an even smaller fraction of those that forswore their oath to defend their lord. Though hard to kill, many have fallen over the nearly three centuries of their servitude and earned their oblivion. These that remain are the toughest and most skilled of their number. With their betrayal and eventual defeat their true names were stricken from the record and they were given titles and pseudonyms.

[i]The Betrayer, The Last Captain, Stitches, Cinder, Cook, Breaker, The Lance, River, Stout, Hook, and The Sisters[/i]

After the siege and final battle in the capital city of Morrins the survivors of the legion were held to await their fate at the hands of the last of the Morrins bloodline. They spent three years in the very dungeons where The betrayer had kept his victims. They were stripped of their titles, names and the very mention of them was wiped from history.

The aging grandfather of Duke Morrins was a formidable sorcerer. He forced upon them a new oath, a curse, and forced them into service for the benefit of man. The Forsworn are compelled to seek out threats to mankind and lay down their lives. 
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[hider=The Curse]
[h3]The Curse of the Forsworn[/h3]
As penance for betraying their Lord, the Forsworn have been cursed to live and serve until they fall upon a battlefield. They have been given supernatural speed, strength and endurance as well as an undying thirst for servitude and absolution. They are semi immortal, able to be killed only through severe physical damage or outright total annihilation. They do not know fear and shall not waver when confronted with any foe. Battles have ended with Forsworn found days later buried under mounds of enemy dead.

The power of the legion is a constant, their spirits and will trapped in their quest for absolution. As their numbers shrank the individuals grew stronger, becoming more of what they had started out as. In the beginning they were merely unaging soldiers but now even the least of them are a true force to be wary of.
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