The Masquerade Ball ~ Accepting ~ New ~ Semi-Lit

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{Sure and thanks.}

[idyllic]

{Ok, so I'm done both my characters, but I'm going to bed. Goodnight and see you in the morning.}

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{Sure thanks, accepted.}

[OutFoxed]

Hello my name is...
Greyson Marquin
I am...
male
I have lived for...
Twenty One
My birthday is...
March 18
My rank is...
Knight for Rhomma


My hairs is...
Black
My eyes are...
Hazel
My skin is...
Tanned from working outside
My height and build is...
6'4, Muscular - I'm a Knight, remember?
My all over description is...
With thick black hair that curls around his neck, something his mother threatens to cut off when he sees her, Greyson has broody eyes that have seen more than he'll ever tell. He almost seems to be cut from darkened marble with chisel cut facial feature - strong brow, jaw, and a surprisingly straight nose. He has well toned muscles from hours of swordplay, wrestling and boxing, and horse riding. Of course, as he's seen a few battles, he's got the scars to prove it. Most are cuts and scrapes - easy fixes and mostly forgettable tales. Unfortunately in one of the charges, he became horse less and took a stab in the stomach. Left for dead, he wasn't found until many hours later when the medics picked over the bodies. The scar healed, but not well. It is a sore pink pucker that is over a hand spread wide on the left side. No one typically knows about it, and if they see it, they try their best to forget about it.
My mask...


I am...
a solitary person. My duty to my kingdom comes first. I will hesitate at nothing to charge into battle to protect the innocent. My life means little if I can't protect those in need. I've been called stoic and somewhat standoffish. Some say I am harsh and cruel, but then those would be the words of my fellow soldiers. I command the best from any under my supervision but I demand ten times more from myself. It has been asked, why am I going to a ball, but as it is required and part of my duty, that I shall go. Otherwise I have work to do, without all this, socialization.
My past is like...
With a lineage full of knights and protectors, there was little in the way of my becoming a knight. I have been trained since I could walk. Stick swords became an easy extension of my arm and I could ride just about anything. As my skills developed, it was seen that I got the best education and taught as much as possible. My whole life has been about being a knight, so I know little else.
The place I call home happens...
To be anywhere I desire. I don't appreciate the castle life, so the barracks suit me better.


My secret love is...
I do not have one.
My love is...
N/A
Those who created me are...
Gregory Marquin and Rosa
The closest to me are...
I am the oldest of five, Marietta - 12, Gregory - 10, George - 9, Gretchen - 8



His name is...
Kitsune
He is a...
Stallion
He is a...
Courser Horse
He has lived for...
Six years

His name is...
Campbell
He is...
Male
He is a...
Wolfhound
He has lived for...
Three years

WIP possibly adding a female.

[Wolfsplash]

Do we have to have both genders?

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{Accepted and if you make a second character yes it must be the opposite gender.}

[idyllic]

{Hope you don't mind me bumping!}

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{No sure, bump.}

[Wolfsplash]

((Currently working on my form:) ))

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{Thanks.}