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@VitaVitaAR

And henceforth upon the coming of Zande, our noble savage woneth ye olde tournament of champions and used the prize money to benefit ye olde local orphanage. Two days later he saved a friar falling from a foundry by wayeth of catching him with both arms.
HENCEFORTH did Zande then seeketh audience with the Rose Knights and made clear his aspirations, at the sameth time neatly inventing a believably heroic past for himself, in such a way that he was accepted.


*takes a mop and bucket to sop up the dripping sarcasm*

Looking at the history, I see some small blips:
He was exiled from his village for exceptional reasons (Are these reasons because he is a canibal?) and became a freelance mercenary and bandit leader, feared across the land. He lived a cannibal and a headhunter, who seeks to further his reputation by collecting the skulls of formidable opponents. (reputations work both ways)
Before too long, he grew tired of playing the bad guy and changed professions.(tired? bored? This is perhaps in need of a better reasoning, a diametric shift in core behavior should not be so flippant. Even if something like 'he wiped out a rival group and the villages mistook him for a hero and thanked him for saving them. He was touched by the appreciation for good deeds and the first nights rest in years without bad dreams that he went in search of other good deeds to do." A vision quest from a shaman is also a common reason to change his ways or go seeking the "flower of steel" if not 'a woman born on the full moon, born of a woman on a full moon' ) He joined with the Blades of Iron Roses to fight the good fight, leaving his dark past behind. He still keeps skulls though. Some habits die hard.

As for how he got there, a tournament of arms is a valid reason to travel to test his powers and met a knight of the iron rose.

Just for me, my twinge is the skillset. He seems to be a master of many skills on top of his own weaknesses being hidden strengths. Swinging twin six and a half pound axes are telegraphed but he is cunning enough to make false telegraphs. He can bite through a coconut, A coconut can be pretty tough to crack open. It takes about 1,400 pounds per square inch to break one open. A human can only generate 200-300 PSI, so he has a jaw strength 5 times stronger than any other human.
^ you could be "Rescued" from a ship we ransack :D


"Pre-emptive nautical salvage", thank you very much.
@Raineh DazeIf I may ask, what kind of undead is she?
Nothing urgent, just if there's anything in particular you want to know, really.

That goes for everyone, any possible questions you might have, feel free to ask.


Fair enough, are undead of either kind bound to the location of their death or are all undead free-roaming?
@knighthawk: Appreciate you leaving the stuff about the dwarves vague and can answer any more in-depth questions if you have them in that regard. Anyway, um, looks fine to me, can also answer questions about spirits and stuff if you have them.


Lore is lore, anything you want to level on me would be appreciated.
I've always seen it as the faith, not the symbol itself.
There have been marvel cases where specific vampires who were/are religious in their mortal lives are more affected by the symbols of their faith. (it came up in the story arc when storm and gambit were vampires and converting all of the x-men, standard crosses didn't work on gambit but voodoo made the Cajun flee.) IF I remember right, there was an incident where a vampire was warded off by an empty gun because the officer had faith that there were rounds in the revolver, he didn't know they had all been shot.
In japan the age of consent is as low as 13 in some places but it can only happen wit others of the same age within only a year or so difference.
So e have the magical knight, the foreign knight, I would like to try and play the straight-man knight. Fairly straightforward but just enough to make him stand out from an NPC.

  • Name:
    Gregory Gardener
  • Age:
    34
  • Gender:
    Male
  • Race:
    Human
  • Appearance:
  • Personality:
    Honest, Loyal and Brave. The paragon's of the ideal of any knight.
    Honesty to a fault, He's sometimes earned other's ire by not looking the other way.
    Loyalty to the oath and measure, he struggles to an ideal higher than himself.
    Bravery...within reason. He will stand fast and defend others in need of his aid. But he will not throw away his life against needless odds.
  • Brief Backstory:
    Fourth born Gardner of the rose nights. His great grandfather earned his lordship during a great siege against an enemy force. Whilst only truly a landskeeper, when they were trapped between the outer wall and the castle proper. It was his intimate knowledge of the hedgemazes that allowed the true knights to route around the invading forces and take them out, saving the castle.
    For this, he was not only knighted for actions worthy of a knight, but he was gifted with the enemy leaders weapon, a broken dwarven claymore. That was the start of the Gardener noble line of lordship.
    Gregory's grand-father Was the first to start an odd family history, some attributing to the sword itself being cursed. Just as the great-grandfather had been given half of a broken sword, so to did Gregory's grandfather fall when the blade he was using as a broadsword broke again, this time to a duelist who actually had a type of dagger called a 'sword breaker' before his brachia artery was opened and he fell.
    His father had taken the broken greatsword and reforged it into two short-swords, hoping to break the bad luck. One was lost in the last great battle, disarmed and trampled into the mud before he met a similar fate.
    Now gregory has only the blade he had made into an elegant knife. A century later and the blade had never tasted dwarven blood until the day Gregory was on patrol when he was attacked by bandits. He had planned to run, but when he turned his dagger plunged into the shortest of the thieves and whatever fell magic activated.
    The sword was indeed at one time a dwarven greatsword, an executioner's sword. All watched with horror as the blade drained out every drop of blood from the bearded bandit and left a dessicated husk with a thrumming blade and a gaping hole. The other bandits ran away in terror just as fast as Gregory did with the knife floating after him. Eventually he collapsed and was met with the 'ghost' of the blade.
    Delvar Deeps was a paladin to the stonegods who did his duty, decapitating over one hundred criminals with his blade, but when the blade took an innocent's life, it had broken and the victim son took the blade before running for his life, keeping the sword with him to defend himself on the surface. Eventually it passed hands time and again to Gregory great-grandfather and down the line of good knights who had done great services.
    The spirit of justice wanted to reward the Gargeners, but it hadn't the energy to do so having starved for so long without dwarven blood to fuel it. Now that it had 'feasted' on a wicked dwarf, it could make the pact with him in the name of justice. When the blade is drawn and the word spoken, a 'spiritual blade' will envelop the knife and allow him to strike with all the length and weight of a greatsword. He can only perform such a feat once a day and for only an hour a day in one duration.
  • Equipment:
    He prefer's splint-mail to full plate-mail, enjoying a modicum of agility over walking tanks.

    He carries his great-grandfather's sword broken down to a dagger on his hip with a square shield to protect others. He carries a heavy crossbow on his back.
  • Skills:
@Apokalipse

Yeah, they invented soap I think? Boiling down horse bones and adding shit (not actual shit) to make it nice and clean.
Vikings were awesome.

Not bones, calcium is not good for soap.
Ash and fat make the soap in the MOST BASIC of answers. My roomate makes her own soap every year.
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and roman~~

y u so het bros :P just joshing he can be as non-gay as you want bro


Romani, Gypsy.
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