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Name: Xavier
Rank: Knight
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality:
Xavier is a joking, flirtatious gent. When not being on his high horse and getting egotistical with the peasants and servants he's usually trying to charm the princesses. He doesn't mean to get them as any more then close friends though due to the fact that he thinks of all the girls as his sisters. He'd easily risk his own life to save one of them and he's always keeping a close eye on them when they're anywhere close to something that might cause them harm.
Xavier loves to brag and tell others he's killed dragons and fought ogres when in fact he's killed a mouse and maybe fought an owl. He's easily frightened when alone but when he's with others, he's confidence blossoms and he can turn into a torch of hope when everyone else seems lost. He's a born leader when put in the face of horror and he stands up to almost all expectations of a knight.
History:
There isn't much to be said about Xavier. He was born a noble, the son of a Knight and he yearned to be just like his father. He'd go watch the other Knight's training and admire the way they rode horses. He started his training early and got his first horse when he was 10 years old. Of course, before then, he was riding his father's horse. (I'll make Xavier's horse here soonish, unless someone else makes him) Xavier got an ego due to this early training and he knows finds himself thinking he's better then any of the other Knight's. With that ego, though, came consequences. Xavier got testy with the war-hounds and he soon found himself with a bleeding gash through his right eyebrow that scarred over.
Appearance:
Xavier is tall, lanky, and well-toned. His hair is a short crop of shaggy brown and his eyes compliment his hair, being a deep hazel. Not much flaws his body, other then the small scar that run through his right eyebrow and the few scratches and cuts he gets from his occupation. He's usually caked in dirt and mud and smells of horses, but other then that, he man has a homely kind of handsome about him.
Kin: None worth mentioning unless someone wants to be related!
Other:
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Name: Annie
Breed: Pembroke Welsh Corgi
Owner: Queen Elizabeth Morgaine
Specialty: Just being an annoying, heel chasing presence.
Age: 2 years old
Gender: Female
Personality:
Annie is obedient and loyal. Well, in most cases she's obedient. She'll sit, lay down, fetch, find something that's lost, go looking for a princess, but the moment she has to be locked in a room, away from her beloved Elizabeth, she'll be a stubborn mule. She gives up on lost item or princess searches if she's gone from her owner for more then ten minutes and she runs back to Elizabeth in a hurry. She just loves to be a sheep.
Appearance:
Annie is simply colored; a light brown coat with white paws, belly and chest. She has a blaze marking and her eyes are a deep, rich brown.
Other: