[hider=Ser Percival Lovestein]
Race: Human
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Height: 6'3.
Weight: 245.

[u][center]Biography[/center][/u]
	Born to a noble family in a distant land, his father was a retainer and a lord of a sizeable village during his kingdom's ten year peace in which the land prospered: mills churned wheat, yeast and drink was plenty, the blacksmiths were fat and satisfied and produced some of the finest armors in all the land, and babies--lots of babies--were made. Young Percival was amongst the baby boom that saw an entire generation of young ladies-in-waiting and gentlemen-at-arms refresh the once aging population of his kingdom. Amongst this new spawn of youth, Young Percival was among the most adaptable and elite combatants; those who bested him were often the older, more battle trained veterans with decades of experience--but Lovestein was a natural.
	
	Young Percival's land was one that had a troubled history with mages. Earthly folk seldom welcome the mystical amidst themselves, hence Percival's strong grasp on the use of blade and shield. That is until the King finally smoothed over the 50 year tensions and minor squabbles that occurred between his knights and lesser lords and the Archmage of the Magis to the far West. Once of age, Percival was sent to the Academy by his father to learn the secrets of those enigmatic magi--and learn he did, though his affinity for magic was not as great as his prowess with a blade, Percival learned quick and soon was amidst the finest blademage combatants in within his kingdom.
	
	A life of winning gets old, though--and when Ser Percival turned 25, he set out for fresh challenges, glory, gold, less than savory women with low expectations and few life goals. And this is how he came upon Azalore.

[u][center]Personality[/center][/u]
[center]Brazen, loud, joyous, pompous. idiotic, confident, zealous, driven. He is a raucous man, but he is also a man who can keep his wits--and his drink--about him. He also likes seagulls.[/center]

[u][center]Weapons[/center][/u]
[center]Rita: His shortsword. Nothing special about her.

Clementine: A massive Renntarsche that spans the length of Percival's body; it is surprisingly light in weight and is reinforced with a titanium-steel alloy which gives it immaculate resistance to physical damage and warping. It is also the physical source of his ability magic.[/center]

[u][center]Abilities Magics[/center][/u]

[center]The Coliseum: An AOE domicile shield that deflects and in some cases re-directs projectiles and physical attacks away from all who stand in the 5x6 circle. If this is the first spell he uses, projectiles may also ricochet and careen off of other solid surfaces in an environment (may hit friend or foe alike).

Impregnable: He can shield up to three people with their own protective barriers, although with greater strain on his body than The Coliseum. If Percival uses this spell first, any projectile that comes in contact with any shielded party member is directed back at the attacker.

Diana's Touch: A minor healing spell, which restores some vitality to either Percival or another party member so long as he touches them. He does not have to lay hands on himself if he is trying to heal himself. This spell has no first use bonus.

Colossus of Bros: Reduces the armor penetration of an enemy's projectile for the entire party, while bolstering the defenses of his party mates. Has no first use bonus.

A Dainty Impalement: One of his few offensive magic abilities, if Percival strikes an enemy with his sword while this spell is active, it has a small chance of reducing an opponent's armor effectiveness. [/center]

[u][center]Combat Abilities[/center][/u]
Riposte: Though his shield is large, its light weight provides him the maneuverability necessary to be more than just a shieldwall. After blocking an attack, he can swiftly open up his guard and retaliate with a usually fatal counter-strike.

As a man in his athletic peak, Percival's strikes are poignant and precise.

[u][center]Equipment[/center][/u]
Heavy knight armor fit for his muscled frame. He does not wear a helmet. His chestplate has an eclipse emblazoned on its front, and so does his Renntarsche.
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