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The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

@Nallore
I'm going to be away from computer until january 10th
but i shall try

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

@Nallore
uncertain if i will be able to as i am headed off on a trip soon
i will try but yeah id be limited to my phone

After The Fall Of Camelot; The Broken Citadel

The iron oak

Name: Traherne Derwen
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Allegiance:
Welsh
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Appearance:

Traherne stands at a towering 6 foot 7 and is as burly as a bear. His head is adorned with fiery red locks paired with icy blue eyes. While he is not adorned with metal armor he is still just as intimidating in his cloth.
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Age:
26
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Gender:
Sir Knight
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Noble virtue:
Protect the old ways
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Knight Archetype:
Druid
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Equipment: All the special and even some non-special junk you got!
(Saxons, feel free to don your free Steel Scale or Splint mail, with your heavy lance and warhorse, or perhaps your heavy round-shield and long spear.. just as a few examples)
(Welsh, Pick up your bows staves axes and targe, and lead these tin-can into the charge, or blow away those early waves of foes with ease! Remember, You're packing light!)
Cloth armor
Spear
Long Briton Seax
A bag of herbs
Strange iron symbol pendant
A palomino welsh pony (Sunstone) paired with saddle bags to hold some of the smaller things
Normal clothes
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Magic:
Bark Skin: Hardens the skin to be like that of a mighty oak! Hits harder defends harder.
Cleansing Waters: Cleans a wound of impurities and helps decrease healing time.
Aids of Nature: Plants “come to life” and aid in battle (aka normal willow becomes whomping willow...and can uproot itself and follow the enemy with that whomping)
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Background/Upbringing:
Traherne was born to a family known for their link to nature. The noble house is honorable and trustworthy with Traherne being no exception. As a boy it was thought that he were mute for how silent he was, but rather he seemed to be observing everything around him. This lead to the idea that he was wise beyond his years. That is until he decided to be more of a druid then a knight.
While his family was close to nature not many decided to go the route of the druid, rather they put forth their skills in soley knighthood. FInding it an honorable thing to do. Being a druid meant being weaker, more prone to death and less likely to be able to live a long enough life for those that were served. Safe to say...his parents were disapproving and the young Traherne was shipped off to live with his uncle who had also gone the route of nature.
As Traherne became older he found that while he was more than pleased with the lack of human deaths on his hands, he wanted to serve more of a purpose. He returned to his parents...mainly his father and spoke to him about utilizing both the druidic nature and being a knight. His father being, rather skeptical, put his son through a test. A tournament, which being that Traherne wore cloth armor was thought that it would be difficult. Instead of dying or being as wounded as his father thought Traherne came out of the tournament with only one facial scar and the proud knowledge that he had proved himself.
From that point on, Traherne developed the reputation of being fascinating to watch on the field and that he was one who would do the best for situations.
To add to it Traherne is the apprentance of Merlin. He is being trained to replace that wizard but being a druid means he's not quite ready. It is hoped that with time, curiosity will replace faith and he will become a wizard fit to fill the place of Merlin.
Loyalty:

The Blood Knight

Name: Apollo Solais
Title: Apollo Solais, The Blood Knight, Wielder of Red Marble
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Age:
19
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Gender:
Sir Knight

Appearance:
Apollo is quite formidable at 6 feet tall with the build of someone who uses their fists to end arguments. His eyes are a forest green which are paired with dark brown almost black hair.
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Noble virtue:
Fidelity: To hold true to those that are close and those that he is serving.
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Knight Archetype:
Brawler: he likes to punch everything, but that doesn't mean he can't use a sword.
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Equipment:
A roan courser horse (crimson) with saddle bags
Spiked gauntlets
Blood red armor
An ornate military cleaver aka Red Marble
Normal clothes

red armor

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Magic:
Red Marble: a red metal military clever that resembles marble. It never breaks and breaks most steel swords shatter under hefty blows.
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Vows:
To serve those who are deserving and to stay loyal to those closest to him.
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Background/Upbringing:
Apollo was born to rather normal parents and then orphaned at quite the young age.
What was rather nice for him though was that there was a window with a view to the knightly competitions. This caused him to develop quite the likening to it and strive to be one of those noble knights. Someone who was string and able to protect those closest to them. To serve and show loyalty through fighting. It spoke to him on a deep level.
So one could say that he got incredibly lucky when one of those knights took him in as a squire, pulling him from the orphanage and beginning his dream. Not by any knight either, but by Sir Gawain.He proved himself a loyal and hardworking squire that when tested to be a knight he passed. As for what exactly happened...well while hunting with the knight they came across a patrol being attacked by a dire bear without a second thought. This put him not only as a knight but as a candidate for the replacement for Sir Lancelot.
He has only been a knight for a small amount of time but he quickly built a reputation for himself as a ruthless opponent that often leaves the foe a bruised and bloody mess. Thus his title of the blood knight.
As for the red Marble, that was a gift from the lake of Avalon. Apollo had been unknowingly drinking from the lake and was easily pulled in by Lady Vivian. He was shown a vision with four paths...each of which with him being beside the new ruler brining Camelot into its rightful glory. This spurred him into his first trial as the guardian one of which he plans to complete to show just how worthy he is of the title.

Loyalty:

The changeling

Name:
Real: Caspian Fandon
Alias: Dorian Ywen
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Age:
23
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Gender:
Sir Knight

Appearance:
Dorian stands at 5 feet 7 inches. His hair is as black as night and his eyes are like shining gold. His skin is on the more tan side with a rather lean build showing his affinity for dexterity. The prize of his face though is his rather fine mustache.
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Noble virtue:
Honor: While his fighting style is questionable in this regard, he is honorable in all other aspects. That being said, he expects others to behave in such a way that they to are deserving of it. If someone makes a promise he expects their word to hold true.
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Fae Influence;
Summer
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Knight Archetype:
Skirmisher: He is the kind of fighter that is dexterous and nimble. He would dodge many an attack only to spin around and stab the enemy in the back. After all when it comes to battle do you really need to be upfront about it.
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Equipment:
A dapple grey Palfrey (Marble) paired with saddle bags
Chakram (1)
A mailbreaker
Iron armor (fae iron to be specific)
Normal clothes

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Magic:
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Vows:
To preserve his honor he has sworn to never betray the one he serves.

Background/Upbringing:
The background he tells people is that he doesn't remember his childhood. That he got kicked by a horse and what he does remember is fuzzy. He goes on about how he does remember the tail end of being a squire and then a knight.
The reality is more of him being taken in by the fae as a baby. Raised amongst them and shown their ways. He found himself seeing himself as one of them...a fae more than a human.

After The Fall Of Camelot; The Broken Citadel

@Zahrale
*waves*
I'd like to opt in for a changling ^.^

Edit:
Or perhaps a traitor
Perhaps *smile*

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Damon Fawkes

tattoo count: 1 hummingbird then 1 panther

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Damon slowly looked at Nina while still holding his bow, the small hummingbird still following the Ayita mouse at a small distance. "And if there is an attack from the blaring alarms along with the sudden mouse then she should have back up....and someone to pull her out of her tiger mind if that happens" He paused. "I do not know about you, but a feral tiger can be just as bad a mutant...especially if it is angry." He paused at the corner and looked around it. He watched the mouse that was Ayita move and then froze as a man made an appearance.

Damon then watched as a fight broke out and when the two fighting members froze he chose to move from around the corner bow at the ready with an arrow. The hummingbird looked between everyone and soon made its way back to damon and sunk into the flesh of his neck. Damon exhaled and then the panther on his side slowly dropped down from underneath his shirt and padded forward to stand next to Ayita. Giving the advantage of three compared to one. He was ready and if the man made any movements to strike at Ayita there would be an arrow flying at him.

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Othello

Status: Medicated

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Othello made his way up the stairs and straightened out his shirt as he went. A small smile filled his face as he pondered where to go. Find where all the fun was happening or try to have the fun go to him. Either option would prove to be great for him, but in this case with alarms going off he should probably try to do the more sane thing and think it through. Luckily for probably everyone, he was currently medicated and not as insane as he could be.

Othello paused when he heard Lizzie over the speakers and chuckled...the chuckle quickly turned to laughter however at the end of the announcement. "And the third is a wild card, just like I like" A rather evil smile spread on his face as he lightly opened the door to the guard office. "Wonderland you forget me, but then again a wild card is always the most fun is it not?" His head tilted and he shut the door behind him. "So...shall I stay here with you or shall I try to find the lovely snake I wonder" He sounded like he was purring each sentence...and this was him medicated.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

@BlueSky44
Aye aye!
Actually about to get on it now ^.^

After The Fall Of Camelot. (A Casual interest Check)

*climbs up the interest hill*
*reads*
*slams flag into*

Color me interested :D

Phantom and Friends vs. The Chaotic Alliance

@Vesuvius00

Loki

Loki shrugged. "What did you want me to summon a horde of bats or something and suddenly look different?" He rolled his eyes. "As for my identity...eh. Ill work on something eventually maybe" He then sighed and followed Jay.

As the crossed the bridge he glanced at the river and caught sight of a certain red houseboat moving in the distance and shook his head. Another sigh before he continued following Jay.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

Clifford Norman~Red

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Clifford finally looked over with his things still dangling out of his mouth when olivia waved him over. Large ears flicked and he slowly turned before trotting toward her and then stopping. He was still more than half tempted to go home, but he did still have to pretend to be a dog. His head turned back to look back at the direction of his house and then back toward her. An internal debate occurring in his mind about what to do. With a grumble and reservations he trotted toward Olivia.

Clifford found himself trotting toward olivia and soon caught up. With slowed movements he stopped beside her and nudged her leg with his head before looking at the same symbols she was. His head tilted to one side and then the other as he looked at these and then up at olivia. It did not seem like the wisest to disturb the symbol making nor did he want to know why exactly there were symbols in the first place. He nudged Olivia's leg once more with the hope she would leave. She probably wouldn't, but he could hope.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

Should be posting tonight ^.^