| Maxwell Dragmire; Slayer of the KSR | |
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| AcetoJack21 | Nov 22 2017, 05:37 PM Post #1 |
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"This is my hunt, ensign. MY hunt, and MY PRIZE. Step in my way of that again, and I promise you will not be missed.![]() Name: Maxwell Dragmire Age: 29 Race: Human (Half-Demon in some timelines) Class: samurai (sword) > master of arms (sword, lance, axe) > veteran (sword, lance, axe) Signature Weapon: Gloria Homicidii, a Halberd made of cold iron, with the blade, spear, and bec lined or coated with silver, and a mahogany shaft. Also carried a Short Spear, and an Iron Blade. Theme: Relationship Status: single Significant Friends/Family None Hair: Red-Brown hair, tied off in a ponytail that goes just above his shoulder Eyes: Steel Blue Skin: Pale Height: 5'11" Weight: 225 lbs. Clothing: In combat, he wears steel armor from his neck to his feet, accented by ivory, and blessed by high profile members of his organization. Personality: Harsh, cynical, and ego driven. Maxwell has proven to be a changed man from the one who walked in the Knights of the sapphire Rose the first day. In combat he comes off as selfish, if you can't hold your own you're not worth saving. As a trainer, he commands with an iron fist and a harsh command. History: The Dragmires are one of the oldest families in the Empire, and one of the most respected. Maxwell was born the fifth son of five, and learned early on that he would not be given anything. His eldest brother was to inherit the manse, and the land holdings, and the titles his father claimed, so he and his 3 elder brothers would have to make for themselves what fate did not hand them. He chose to join the Knights of the sapphire rose, the KSR, the leading force and authority on and against the supernatural forces of the world (Demons, specters, the undead, etc.). He proved to be a good prospect, becoming a Fectorum, responsible for fighting and killing the more violent aspects of the world of evil. He was sent on his first mission at the age of 21, with a groups of 11 other members. And quickly found a sword sunken into his chest, via his shoulder and collarbone. His teammates managed to save him, quickly removing the blade and trying their best to close the gap in his chest. They succeeded, granted there was still an immense scar that hasn't dissipated to this day. From that day, he seemed...different. He was colder than people remembered hm being. He psent more time training and studying, and he was much less forgiving of people's mistakes. Maybe he was redoubled by his near death? Maybe he felt slighted by fate and his comrades that day? No one knows. But, after that day began a rapid rise up the ranks of the Knights. After a few years, he had risen to the rank of Deputy Copmmander of the Fectorums. Greatest Flaw: Has a massive, and fragile, ego when it comes to his profession. There's a rumor that he's addicted to something, but no one is sure what. Greatest Asset: Well read in a variety of myths, legends, folklores, and reports on the supernatural. Also very proficient in combat Favorite Food: Steak, potatoes, and wine. Supports Kylas Edited by AcetoJack21, Jun 19 2018, 05:38 PM.
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