[hider = Percyvallus Crowglide] [center] [h2][b][color=#4bbef6] Percyvallus Crowglide[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/ae/3b/57/ae3b57961fbe3241fc0b873649c2496b.jpg[/img] [b][color=#4bbef6]"The world is darker than it needs to be. I will change that."[/color][/b] [hr][hr] [b][h2]Character Summary[/h2][/b] [b][color=#4bbef6]Name: [/color][/b] Percyvallus Crowglide [b][color=#4bbef6]Aliases: [/color][/b] Templar [b][color=#4bbef6]Age: [/color][/b] 242 years old [b][color=#4bbef6]Birthday: [/color][/b] November 25 [b][color=#4bbef6]Race/Species: [/color][/b] Dhemlan [b][color=#4bbef6]Gender: [/color][/b] Male [b][color=#4bbef6]Birhtplace: [/color][/b] Terreille - Dhemlan territory [b][color=#4bbef6]Jewel Color (Birthright and Offering): [/color][/b] Birthright - Summer Sky Offering - Emerald [b][color=#4bbef6]Class/Caste: [/color][/b] Warlord [b][color=#4bbef6]Languages: [/color][/b] Dhemlan, Common [b][color=#4bbef6]Occupation: [/color][/b] Mercenary [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=#4bbef6]Height: [/color][/b] 6 foot 3 inches [b][color=#4bbef6]Weight: [/color][/b] 224 pounds [b][color=#4bbef6]Body Type: [/color][/b] Muscular [b][color=#4bbef6]Eye Color: [/color][/b] Deep Sky Blue [b][color=#4bbef6]Hair Color: [/color][/b] Black [b][color=#4bbef6]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Lightly Tanned [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=#4bbef6]Sexuality: [/color][/b] Straight [b][color=#4bbef6]Relationship Status: [/color][/b] Single [b][color=#4bbef6]Personality:[/color][/b] In general Percyvallus tries to maintain a calm, neutral demeanor, yet often fails to do so, falling prey to his more passionate side. When it comes to female Blood he tries to keep his distance from them the higher they are in the hierarchy, fearing the influence they can have on men, especially craft related abilities. Percyvallus is the warmest person you could ever meet when interacting with him. But only as long as happen to be of Landen origin. When interacting with the Blood on the other hand, he can be the colder than the iceiest place known to the people of the three realms. He doesn't hesitate to criticize the Blood's way of life every chance he gets, despising having been born as one, having only withnessed the growing horrors in Terreille. His attitude towards the Blood can border on cruelty when he isn't able to keep his emotions in check, not being very proud of this, especially if faced with someone weaker than himself as under normal circumstances he tries his best to still treat everyone with respect and will not resort to an underhanded approach when dealing with Blood to equal to him, rather preferring to challenge them in a fair fight. Percyvallus is aware this candid approach also makes him vulnerable to ones who would use devious means against, yet he accepts it nonetheless, considering that doing otherwise would undermine who he tries to be. [b][color=#4bbef6]Habits: [/color][/b] * When not otherwise occupied, meditates * Doesn't take off his armor except when sleeping * Has a tendancy to twirl his sword around when waiting on someone or something [b][color=#4bbef6]Hobbies: [/color][/b] * Reading and Studying * Keeping his combat skills sharp * Maintaining his equipment in the best condition [b][color=#4bbef6]Fears: [/color][/b] * Losing sight of who he is and who he wants to be due to manipulation * Killing someone innocent * A Queen's influence over the likes of him [b][color=#4bbef6]Likes: [/color][/b] * Honorable individuals * Dueling equally skilled opponents * Aestheticly pleasing swords * Studying his opponents [b][color=#4bbef6]Dislikes: [/color][/b] * Being reminded of his origins * The Blood Society in general * His Parents [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=#4bbef6]General Skills: [/color][/b] * Decent Smith * Focused mind * Survival Skills * Is able to act in ways the makes him very inconspicuous to others [b][color=#4bbef6]Combat Skills: [/color][/b] * Exceptional Swordsmanship * Decent with a bow * Great at hand to hand combat * Brilliant Tactician [b][color=#4bbef6]Magical Skills: [/color][/b] * Magnetically influencing metals to small degree * Change temperature in metallic objects [hr][hr] [h2][b]Histoy[/b][/h2] [b][color=#4bbef6]Background: [/color][/b] Born to a rather cruel Warlord Prince and Black Widow, Percyvallus only saw the darkest corners of the Blood society. From a young age he was exposed to the barbarism of his parents which left him marked. Torture, Breaking of witches were among the less abominable they did. It didn't take long for resentment towards his parents to grow, especially as their cruelty didn't merely extend outwards but also focused towards Percyvallus himself later in his life. Up until the Birthright Ceremony he was too young and naive to grasp the horrors his parents had caused. His clueless and naive nature symbolized in the color of his jewel. As time passed that changed however and by the time of his Offering to the Darkness he had grown to despise both his parents and the Blood, associating the horrible things his parents had done with the Blood in general. All he wanted to do was denounce his Blood heritage and leave them all-together. Instead he embraced it purely out of spite and went through with the Offering to the Darkness Ceremony. Filled with rage, he was intent on turning the power he had received against his parents. The fateful night he did so, Percyvallus was too weak to face his father. He could have killed Percyvallus, instead he allowed him to flee with his life. For many years after that night he lived exiled in solitude, learned to fend for himself and trained to become stronger. He swore he would one day return and turn the tables on his father, his family, and enact his revenge. Eventually he found refuge in a landen town named Ironmawr, closer to the heart of darkness than anyone would've dared. A town close to his home, under oppression of his twisted parents. A place hidden from the eyes of his parents despite the immediacy, as the townspeople's hatred was nearly as great as his. He traveled the lands of Terreille as a Mercenary, at times Percyvallus returned to Ironmawr for rest and meditation. Training for his ultimate goal made him quite apt in the business, yet he was always careful to not offer his services close to now his home town, lest he draw the ire of his kin. As he traveled he witnessed the growing darkness, spreading through the lands, just as corrupt as his own parents, further solidifying his concept of Blood being purely evil. Though he hoped he would soon abolish at least a small portion of that darkness. The day of reckoning was drawing near. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Additional Information[/b][/h2] [b][color=#4bbef6]Theme Song: [/color][/b] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBB3SOOe15s[/youtube] [/center] [/hider]