Tybalt “of the Quell Sea” Gully
Ab ipsem Ferro, from the same Iron
◾ Name:
Tybalt Gully, “of the Quell Sea”, a title given to him during his duration of stay in the capital. It's a common nickname, for the few knights that come from that area.
also Tybalt “Armor-born” locally, after his proficiency in combat
also Tybalt “Greyborn” within familial spheres, due to the grey color he had during his birth. Not a nice nickname.
◾ Age:
35
◾ Gender:
Male
◾ Sexuality:
Heterosexual, unmarried
◾ Origins:
The Quell sea region
◾ Residence:
Currently lives at court in the capital of the Quell sea region
◾ Brave ◾ Untactful ◾ Servitude ◾ Not the Smartest ◾
◾ Personality:
Tybalt may be one of the oldest in the family, but he is certainly not the most respected. True to the Quell sea archetype, this lack of respect towards Tybalt comes mostly from his typical Quell attitude. He is unwilling to cooperate in most cases, unless people are listening to what he is saying. Some would call him a real leader, others would call him arrogant. Regardless of which it is, he makes sure people are listening to him, and there is nothing that annoys him greater than people that ignore him.
Something that does set him apart from other typical Quell inhabitants is that he is relatively humble. He will most likely never boast about his achievements and strengths, mostly because he does not believe his achievements and strengths are better than that of others. For him, his achievements are merely in service to the Gully family as well as the people of the Quell sea. This creates a paradox for him. While he is unwilling to cooperate most of the time, he does wish to further the lives of his family and his people, but would never cooperate with them in order to do just that.
Another trait that Tybalt has, that perhaps is not home to many people within the Quell region, is that he's a servant at heart. He is not so ambitious to think himself king or lord, and his position in life doesn't exactly make him qualified for any of that. Rather, he just wishes to serve his patriarch, the lord of the Quell seas. His are always for the King, the kingdom of Lhivoria, for the Gully family, and the Quell people. These are where his loyalties lie -- and as such, he has become extremely loyal. Perhaps not always for the right reasons, but if he trusts you, it will be hard for him to betray you.
Furthermore his servitude paired with his bravery provide somewhat of a unique, if not deadly trait. He is brave enough to become semi-suicidal when it comes to completing his tasks, or his self-instilled 'goals' such as protecting the Gully family. If anyone were ever to come after the family and come even an inch close to his lord or his family, he'd throw himself in front of the danger and die, gladly, to protect those of the same blood.
Maybe the lack of respect towards Tybalt is deserved, but despite that, he's still willing to die for the cause of the Gully's.
◾ Role & Career:
Knight of Lhivoria
Master at arms at the court of the Quell sea
◾ Hobbies & Interests:
☩ Martial studies
☩ Swordplay
☩ Traveling
☩ Sailing
☩ Random tasks
◾ Likes & Dislikes:
✔ Practical people
✔ Chopping wood
✔ Sailing
✔ Honesty
✔ (Winning) Tournaments
✘ Diplomacy
✘ Traitors
✘ Cooperation
✘ Idealists
✘ Low-lives
◾ Other:
De rien, mademoiselle.
◾ Family Members:
So far it seems like his entire family has died.
◾ Biography:
Tybalt is not related to the lord directly, being a cousin of his whose parents have sent him to the court of the lord to fulfill his familial duty and serve the lord. This has become somewhat of a sticking point for Tybalt - he realizes he will never get a proper title due to his position as being 'merely' a cousin to many of the princes.
He was born in a village on a remote island, ruled by his parents. While the village was relatively well off, they were far, far behind the rest of Lhivoria. And this contented the young Tybalt, for he wanted naught more in his life than a full belly and the comfort of his home. For 12 years he lived there in this village, sitting in a dark but comfortable hall at the top of a hill, looking over the village which sustained itself mostly with fishing.
From the age of 12, the local guard commander took over the teachings of young Tybalt, and taught him how to use a blade. The man was relatively good, but he was just a guard commander, and ultimately there was a limit to what he could teach young Tybalt. Ultimately the man told his parents Tybalt was done learning, after two years, and was fit to be a soldier. But Tybalt's parents were not satisfied, a soldier is merely a soldier, but a knight, that is much more.
They arranged for a boat to send him to the capital, and so he traveled to the capital with an escort of four young guards, whom were all equally terrified of what might happen on the road. Lhivoria was not as safe as it sounded, at times, and traveling with a young nobleman, barely old enough to crack his voice, was definitely unsafe. However they arrived in the capital safely, after which Tybalt continued his lessons with a veteran knight. He squired for the man for nearly two more years, and learned a great many things.
As he became 16, he became a man and was no longer a boy. In turn, he was done being a squire, and the knight ended his service to him by 'cutting the ties'. They were now no longer knight and squire, they were now two individual men, with equal standing. Due to his position as a nobleman, Tybalt was called to the court of the king and was knighted by the king, officially making him a knight of Lhivoria as so many princes and noblemen were.
But Tybalt was not just a nobleman. He was a 2nd rate cousin to a lord that was considered an 'outcast' even in the kings courtship. He was treated like one of the lowest knights, and for the duration of his stay in the capital, he was sent off on errant tasks that were 'dirty jobs' such as collecting taxes, or dealing with banditry and pirates. During a few of the small scale skirmishes between lords, Tybalt fought as well, earning him some real combat experience.
Fast forward five years, and he was now 23, and already a hardened veteran of some of the most important battles of Lhivoria. Surely, they were not on a global scale, but Tybalt had seen the gruesome effects war could have on soldiers, but also on peasants. He felt ill for them, knowing that he'd caused part of the damages. He vowed to make sure the inhabitants of the Quell region would never face such injustices for as long as Tybalt lived. His own personal quest became to protect the borders of the Quell sea, becoming it's own champion without as much as a word from the Lord.
After two more years, Tybalt was released from his duties to the king, for now, and was sent back to the Quell sea region. He rode there alone and arrived safely, not dealing with any bandits or anything of the sorts. They knew better than to mess with Tybalt, who rode clad in armor, with a thick steel bastard sword on his belt, swaying eerily to the side and back.
He arrived at the docks, and took a boat back to the capital of the Quell region, where he arrived at midnight, under the guise of the night. He had donned his cloak, and entered the hall, walking up to the lord and taking a deep knee.
“My good lord,” he spoke to him, before raising his hands and lowering the hood over his head. “Tybalt of the Quell Sea is here to serve you.”
Being accepted back into service of the good lord Gully, Tybalt spent the next ten years serving the lord, protecting his family and eventually took seat as the Master at Arms, placing him in a position of military advisorship among a council of other master-at-arms.
