[center][color=orange]“What use is a shield if I no longer have anything to protect?”[/color]

Saga Berenike

Age: 41

Sex: Male

Race: Human

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Personality: Disgruntled, paranoid, distant. These words, and many more similar terms, describe Saga in a fairly accurate way. After deserting his former kingdom, he developed an intense distaste for people who abided by codes of honor, etiquette, and other such rules because he believes that people use these codes to mask their true feelings and manipulate others. Because of his mannerisms, or lack thereof, he usually is not looked upon favorably by others because of his brashness and blunt honesty. 

Backstory: Saga hails from a faraway kingdom, in fact, so far away, that whether one goes north, south, east, or west, it makes no difference in the duration of the unhindered journey. This particular kingdom was known for its Knights; their honor, their chivalric values, and their loyal devotion to the cause. He was one of them: Diligent in his service, unyielding, and a stalwart soldier. However, Saga was betrayed by the very values he had treasured so much. Fleeing to Silvershire to escape his former kingdom, he took his newfound safety to be a rare blessing. But then again, maybe it wasn't.

[color=orange]Equipment[/color] 

His old plate armor, once shining with a proud gleam and polish, an armor once thought to be impenetrable by his old enemies, is now dirty, rusted, and worn with age. It holds well against most attacks, but it is still very far from what it used to be.

His sword, a sturdy blade as tall as himself, is the only piece of his equipment he still keeps in relatively good shape. Useful for beating back the opposition, it is just as you would expect from a sword, and often, the ordinary blade is all a soldier needs.[/center]