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[h1][color=#ff9e00]Iron-willed Odunir[/color][/h1]
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[center][color=#ff9e00][i]May the sun shine your path to glory.[/i][/color][/center]
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[b]Place of Birth:[/b] Berenike

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] A picture of your character and/or a short description of your characters appearance, if you want tell us what they look like as a hollow as well.

[b]Status:[/b] Hollow

[u][b]Biography:[/b][/u]
One of the last Berenike Knights in Lodran that has their wits about them. He came to Lodran with his fellow Berenike Knights, following under the mighty Iron Tarkus on a fateful journey. He wound up separated from the group down in the depths of the wretched Blighttown, though he clawed his way from the putrid filth and make his way to Sen's Fortress to discover tragically that those he once called friend were now mindless husks, attacking all that they saw. His personal goal was to end their tragic suffering, seeking out his once former comrades throughtout Lordran and making them meet their final end on his blade. His journey took him to the abandoned city of Anor Londo where he found the resting place of Iron Tarkus, a name that is a distant memory in his mind. With each passing day it becomes harder to remember the faces and names of those he once fought with.

He himself nearly succumbed to madness until his eyes beheld the beauty of the daughter of Sunlight. No words could describe her but witnessing her gave him hope and a new purpose. For now he shall remain as part of her service, though in sleep he sees a peaceful snowy place that perhaps he shall find when he is needed no more.

[b]Personality:[/b] He is a rather stoic man, a knight of honor that is faithful for whatever mission or journey he is set on. Whatever it takes to upheld his lady's will so shall it be. Despite the serious nature of his, behind it is also a joyous man that manages to hang on his sanity as best he can. 

[u][b]Skills:[/b][/u]
[b]Iron Will[/b] - With his size he is by no means quick, but what he lacks in swiftness he makes up in raw strength. Able to lift some of the heaviest weapons that few would find practical for combat. A shield for his allies if they may need to make a retreat from a tough foe.

[b]Armorer[/b] - Not the greatest but enough to keep his armor and weapons from fully breaking and ready to take on any foe.

[u][b]Equipment:[/b][/u]

1x Old Berenike Armor - The armor that he wore when he and his comrades journeyed into Lordran. The armor has lost its shine since that time and is no where near as strong as it once was. He has yet to have the heart to leave it behind.

1x Mace - A blunt weapon that is good for bashing foes that stand in his path. While he would prefer a larger, powerful weapon, he makes do of the mace for the time being as his old greatsword has since been lost to the perilous Sen's Fortress when he was seeking out and disposing his old friends from their cursed misery.

1x Battered Shield - An old shield from Berenike. What once was proud and strong, now was weathered and worn from blocking all forms of weapons and foes. While not the greatest in appearance it still holds true though how long it shall last is hard to say.

1x Old Medallion - A medallion with the shape of the sun on it. Once it had a face though now it has been worn away. Given to him by a rather strange knight seeking his own 'Sun'. He hoped that perhaps that knight found what he was looking for. The medallion has no other value besides as a memento to the old knight.

[u][b]Other:[/b][/u]
n/a for now
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