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Name: Bergan
Class: Paladin
Appearance: Bergan is from head to toe in full black plated armor. Covering his face with a black helmet. His breastplate, helmet, kneeguards, legguards and armguards are all crafted from black ore whose whereabouts are known only to a few. No one who knows his identity seen him unmasked.
Gender:Male
Age: ???
Weapon: Razzia, a silver edged longsword with a black handle in which is carved a symbol of a lion's head. The blade is extremlly sharp that is said that it can even peirce the toughest dragon's skin.
Background: Black Knight, Dragonslayer or most commonly known as Bergan the Dark, a nickname he was given because of his black armor. He is a wandering knight from old fallen republic that fell under the banner of opposing nation. It is said that he is the only one left, the sole survivor. Some says that he is not human,for not showing his face to anyone ever. His past remains a mystery or his furher goals as he roams the earth frightening the hearts of men and beasts.
Class: Paladin
Appearance: Bergan is from head to toe in full black plated armor. Covering his face with a black helmet. His breastplate, helmet, kneeguards, legguards and armguards are all crafted from black ore whose whereabouts are known only to a few. No one who knows his identity seen him unmasked.
Gender:Male
Age: ???
Weapon: Razzia, a silver edged longsword with a black handle in which is carved a symbol of a lion's head. The blade is extremlly sharp that is said that it can even peirce the toughest dragon's skin.
Background: Black Knight, Dragonslayer or most commonly known as Bergan the Dark, a nickname he was given because of his black armor. He is a wandering knight from old fallen republic that fell under the banner of opposing nation. It is said that he is the only one left, the sole survivor. Some says that he is not human,for not showing his face to anyone ever. His past remains a mystery or his furher goals as he roams the earth frightening the hearts of men and beasts.
On his way to the construction site, where he was "ordered" to do some construction on barricades that will help in the future if the infected try to break in the safe zone. He saw men and woman many thin as a bone, children tired, but working like full grown men. He glared at them knowing he cannot help them, not even himself. Soldiers were shouting at the people to be faster, better at their duties. "Duty. Who ever chose you to be our leaders, our guides. Is this leadership came from men or from God? If it is from God than lead me to a better tommorow, but if it is not, you do not have power over men." Thoughts constantly raced in his head.
When he came at the constructin site, he started working at the barricades, putting wires and sharp metal on the them. He knew that things like some barricades would not stop infected invasion if ever comes to it. But who was he to hold a lectures to the high ranking people nowdays. To leaders of men. He just knew one thing. People do not have control, not even their own free will.
When he came at the constructin site, he started working at the barricades, putting wires and sharp metal on the them. He knew that things like some barricades would not stop infected invasion if ever comes to it. But who was he to hold a lectures to the high ranking people nowdays. To leaders of men. He just knew one thing. People do not have control, not even their own free will.
When Cliff arrived at the ration line, the line was already crowded. He heard people complaining how the rations have been cut off more than last time. When it was his turn to take his, the soldiers closed the gate and said how there are none left. Cliff was furious although he could not show his anger, he just shook his head and turned back alongside dozen of others who were left without their rations.
When he returned to his house he took his page from a diary from his pocket and added "No more rations for low class humans. Heh, what arrogance. They still do not know, but soon I know that things will change. They have to." He put it away and leaned on the wall rising his head and he closed his eyes. He was tired, tired of living.
When he returned to his house he took his page from a diary from his pocket and added "No more rations for low class humans. Heh, what arrogance. They still do not know, but soon I know that things will change. They have to." He put it away and leaned on the wall rising his head and he closed his eyes. He was tired, tired of living.
Cliff was writting a diary in a basement what was his "home". His neigbours were rats and mices that lives in holes in cracked wall. No elecrticity, no hot water, he was trapped without any hope of better tomorrow. He was knelling on the ground beside the candle light.
"It passed a long time now. I do not even remember when I have got here. Well it is a hell on earth, but outside is nothing better. Infected roams free, searching for fresh meat. What did humanity do to deserve such punishment. I am asking myself a lot lately.
Barrier 7, that is a cage I have been put. Tch, like a dog. We people are like a dogs here, watched day and night by "soldiers" same human beings as we are but more "quallified" to be superior. I spit on system like that, but what can I do. I have to endure, if I give up now then her death....... No I do not want to think about it.
Today is the ration line open. I have to check it out."
Cliff put down his pen and left his house.
"It passed a long time now. I do not even remember when I have got here. Well it is a hell on earth, but outside is nothing better. Infected roams free, searching for fresh meat. What did humanity do to deserve such punishment. I am asking myself a lot lately.
Barrier 7, that is a cage I have been put. Tch, like a dog. We people are like a dogs here, watched day and night by "soldiers" same human beings as we are but more "quallified" to be superior. I spit on system like that, but what can I do. I have to endure, if I give up now then her death....... No I do not want to think about it.
Today is the ration line open. I have to check it out."
Cliff put down his pen and left his house.
Posted.
1. "Can you tell me the date which you came to the Colony?"
"I came to the Colony in early 2019. January I think it was, I still remember the cold winter of that year."
2."What is your name?"
"Cliff...Stark."
3."Your gender?
"Male."
4."How old are you?"
"40."
5."What is your height?"
"5'9."
6."What is your weight?"
"75 kg."
7. "Give us some pshycal dsscriptions for us to keep record of you with. Be as truthful as you can."
"Well as you would see if you look at me, I have black short hair, although it started to grey a little alongside my beard. I have brown eyes. This brown jacket you see on me wearing is my favourite one and jeans nowdays everyone wears here. Black boots on my feet are comftorable although they do not appear that way."
8."Do you have any family or friends in the Colony already?"
"My family is killed by those monsters out there and friends are something I do not want in this world."
10."Did you come here alone?"
"Yes, with another group of refugees."
11."What did you do before the ..."war"?"
I do not think past concers anyone alive anymore."
12."What skills do you have?"
"I know how to handle a gun, and survive. I think that is enough to endure here."
13."Why should we let you in?"
"You do not need to, but I think one more sane person will you do some good."
14."Did you bring any firearms with you when you came to the colony? And dont lie, we will be searching your things."
"No. Go ahed and search. Tell me if you find any."
15.What are you willing to do to stay inside these walls?"
"Whatever I need to survive."
"Thank you for yohr time, we will get back to you when we decide what to do with you."
"I came to the Colony in early 2019. January I think it was, I still remember the cold winter of that year."
2."What is your name?"
"Cliff...Stark."
3."Your gender?
"Male."
4."How old are you?"
"40."
5."What is your height?"
"5'9."
6."What is your weight?"
"75 kg."
7. "Give us some pshycal dsscriptions for us to keep record of you with. Be as truthful as you can."
"Well as you would see if you look at me, I have black short hair, although it started to grey a little alongside my beard. I have brown eyes. This brown jacket you see on me wearing is my favourite one and jeans nowdays everyone wears here. Black boots on my feet are comftorable although they do not appear that way."
8."Do you have any family or friends in the Colony already?"
"My family is killed by those monsters out there and friends are something I do not want in this world."
10."Did you come here alone?"
"Yes, with another group of refugees."
11."What did you do before the ..."war"?"
I do not think past concers anyone alive anymore."
12."What skills do you have?"
"I know how to handle a gun, and survive. I think that is enough to endure here."
13."Why should we let you in?"
"You do not need to, but I think one more sane person will you do some good."
14."Did you bring any firearms with you when you came to the colony? And dont lie, we will be searching your things."
"No. Go ahed and search. Tell me if you find any."
15.What are you willing to do to stay inside these walls?"
"Whatever I need to survive."
"Thank you for yohr time, we will get back to you when we decide what to do with you."
Yeah, I noticed. I will post it later then if that is not a problem. I am in a hurry right now.
I may give it a try, if still open.
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