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Name: Aleksandr Baunnman Meaning Behind The Name: Baunnman means ‘Common’ or ‘Farm Worker’ given to him once he joined the Haense Royal Army. Other Names: N/A Titles: Bannerman, Guard. He doesn’t carry an title that is overly notable nor noble. Age: 15 Summers. Race: Human- Born around the lands of Kingdom of Haense. Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Current Residence: Alban Relationship Status: Single Social Status: Pleasant Physical Appearance: Height: 5’11 Weight: 145 Pounds Eye Color: Brown Skin Color: Pale Shape of Face: Square Faced Build of Body: His body is bulky with muscle from doing labor throughout his life, however he seems to usually have a notable decrease in build and weight during the winter months, gaining weight back once the warmer months return. Hair Color: Dirty blonde. Hair Style: Unkempt, Long. Complexion: His face has hints and spots of freckles. Is Seen By Others As: Likely unnoticeable. Lowborn. Scars: None at the moment. Voice: TBA Personality: Likes: +Honour +Truth +Service +Farmland and Mountains +Horses Dislikes: +Dishonest folk +Snakes +Rats Strengths: Aleksandr’s strengths is his low birth gives him a sense of simply being decent to most folk. However, his life filled often with labor to help his family survive also gave him a raw strength and due to all the strife of peasants, give him a general able to keep moving past the hardship. He also lacks all political knowledge taking quite a bit of paranoid thought and goals out of his mind, which in turn makes him much happier with what he does have, with little desire to move past it. Weaknesses: He hasn’t gotten any form of an education which means he cannot read or write in the common tongue. Fears: +Beasts of Wive Tales. +God +Fire +Winter- Fears not being able to survive it. Values: +Truth and Honesty. +Honour and Duty +Courage +Faith Education: None. Languages: Common General Attitude: Positive, if not neutral on most things- Often waiting to be ordered. Religious Inclination: God- Canonist. General Intelligence: Simple Man. General Sociability: Very Sociability when approached, not one to approach anyone himself. Alignment: Neutral Good. Short Term Goals: +Settle Long Term Goals: +Serve Possessions: Wardrobe: -An set of Royal Haense Levy uniform. -Painfully simple brown doublet and pants, nothing overly notable. Jewelry: -(Badly) carved ram’s head wooden necklace around his neck. Pets/Animals: Currently none, but Aleksandr dreams of having the chance to own a horse. Owned Homes: None. Carried Inventory: Simple one-handed axe and a shield on his back. Sometimes some form of pole-arm for patrol. General Inventory: Mostly just his necklace and an usually empty coin purse. General Wealth: Makes enough to survive, that's all he desires.

Hello Moot; I am just here to ask if you can make a helm for my armour skin that matches the same colour as the plate on my skin; Aswell as a fancy feather matching the colour of the tabard. Here is the skin:

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Harold de’Dore Nicknames: N/A Age: 16 Gender: Male Race: Human; Heartlander. Status: Alive and fit as a ox. Description Height: 5’9 Weight: 150 Body Type: Large and strong build, due to his squire training. Eyes: Light Green Hair: Golden Head Skin: Fair Markings/Tattoos: A long sword swipe gash scar on his back. Health: Fit as a ox. Inventory: -Silver Dagger -Longsword Life Style Alignment*: Lawful Neutral Deity*: Creator, minor following of Tahariae. Religion: Church of the Creator Alliance/Nation/Home: Renius, with Loyalty to the Storm-King Job/Class: Well-Off; Soldier. Title(s): N/A Profession(s): Soldier, Knight-In-Training. Weaponry Fighting Style: Defence, knightley style combat with lance, sword and shield. Trained Weapon: -Bladed Weapons (One-Handed and Two) -Shields -Lances and Horseback Favored Weapon: German Longsword Archery: N/A Biography Parents: Mia and William de Silvarois Siblings: Fleur and Severus de Silvarois Children: N/A Extended Family: Aubrey Vekon; His Aunt. History Harold was born on 1466 of Sun’s Smile at the Clerical Temple of the Fringe. He was the first of the Triplets to be born, or at least to his knowledge he was. He was born to Mia de Silvarois and William Vekon; Who later took the name of de Silvarois as well. His father was a genius healer, who processed the clerical ability of healing which he mastered and healed for 20 years before his early death at the age of 38. Mia died shortly after childbirth, due to a disagreement between her, William, Lenia and the Cleric Mandru, a vengeful sword from Lenia caused her death. The argument was sparked between William and Mia after Mia wanted to cut herself and William and then mix their blood with that of the triplets. William hated the de Silvarois bloody and savage traditions and wouldn’t allow the same to happen to his children. Mandru and Lenia joined in supporting William, and when Mia spoke ill words, Mandru ordered her death, which Lenia delivered. Mia’s death took a large toll on William, he didn’t leave his house in nearly 4 years due to the murder, But Lenia worked her way into William’s mind tricking him into forgiving her. William took care for his three children the best he could, Lenia taking place as their Wetnurse. Harold was raised to be honorable, just, and caring of others; during his childhood he was taught how to read, write and the various histories of the world. Harold took a liking to the history of knights and maiden’s fair, after reading the story of Ser Lancel many times he wished to follow his footsteps, to which William taught him about the code of Chivalry. Harold was without a mother for nearly 8 years before Mia came wandering back into the temple without any memory of what happened; William was later taught of her life as a street wander and slave. Mia later started to recover her last memories, and embraced her children back. Sadly a few years later, Harold at the age of 10 lost his father William to a sickness which easily took over his weakened body from years of Clerical healing. Now four years later, after the ghost Jemeriah di Silvari appearing to Harold and urging him to follow his dreams and run away from his protecting mother, Harold took this advice to heart and ran away joining the Order of the Red Dragon as a squire under Ser Martial Briarwood, who has since trained him to the best that he can be. And yet, two years later his training keep going, His loyalty was truly tested as Maric became Storm King Maric; and raised his banners in open rebellion with the crown of Oren. His decision took little thought, tho the pardon was tempting at first, but the loyality that his men held and the promises the king made; made the choice much quicker, and with that Harold became a traitor to the realm of Oren. As he went on, learning the politics of the realm; He soon met with Alexander Valois, who pledged to regather the Auverigan people and teach Harold more of his culture. Harold soon came to gain a huge respect for this man, who would later become his mentor. His Weapons: Longsword: Blade Length: 33.25" x 1.75", Overall Length: 43" Weight: 2.65 lbs., Balance Point: 5.625" from Guard Arming Sword: Blade Length: 29 inches Blade Width (Widest Point): 1.8 inches Overall Length: 36 inches Length: 20.5" Weight: 2.2 lbs. Harold's Sigil: “Pour une vie de devoir , l'honneur et la protection du monde pour le plus grand bien” Harold’s Coat of Arms is the sigil of 3 lions, each with golden fur. This is made to be the symbol of his 2 siblings and a personal reminder of his family. The Gold is made as a reminder to his di Silvari roots and there traditions and traits; but also as a symbol of bravery and valor.

I absolutely love this art, like wow how do people even draw this well? Honestly i can't even draw a tree... Keep up the awesome work Teerz!

Harold smiles widely, reading over the Briarwood information in the archives of the grand keep of Angem; He'd peer over the pages with pure interest once more; taking in all the information he can about the Briarwood Family, taking interest in the days of Harrison and they history they shared and unknown to Harold until now; their shared distant blood. "If Lucia married into the same family as Allison Briarwood, then it seems we have common blood, Interesting.." he smiles brightly before returning to a rough drawing, thinking of names for his own Cadet-Branch and sigil, quietly. (( I love this history, Love it Love it, I would upvote it but I ran out of upvotes for today :P Keep up the awesome work, Moogle.))

"Deus Magnus!"

Harold sits in mind in a puzzle in his small room at the keep of Angren, He thinks for a few moments on the recent change of pace regarding his mentor, the young squire twirls the quill around on his finger before reaching for a piece of rough paper, and starting to write upon it. "Dear Grandmaster Frederick; Today i am writing you to due a change of pace regarding my former mentor. It saddens me to write this, but I have been left without a mentor and need someone willing to take me for another year before my sixteenth name day; I have already done two years worth of squire training with the Order, so therefore i would like to humbly ask to join your order as a squire, thank you and creator's blessing upon you. -Harold de Silvarois" MC Name: paintballz Name: Harold de Silvarois Age: 15 Parents: Mia de Silvarois and William Vekon (Deceased) Dynasty/House if any?: de Silvarois, due to the bad relations with William's family.

Request Form Name: Harold de Silvarois Race: Human; Heartlander Age: 14 What you want done: Full Skin; I'd like a new set of plate armor for Harold. His personal Sigil is Scarlet and Gold with three lions (I don't expect the lions skinned) For the armor i'd like a nice, bright silver or grey and a tabard of Red and Gold (Striped maybe?) You can simply make the skin without head and I can make the helm, as i saw that is a issue. Reference Picture: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Lionheart-70734353 http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/226/e/1/Another_Lionheart__by_InfernalFinn.jpg I'll send you the Minas as soon as i get home :)

Harold de Silvarois would be one of the many squires running around the lands delivering the letters to the various lords and noblemen. He'd carefully ensure the two seals remained unbroken until he was sure it was the proper person receiving the letter; after finishing he returns to the keep on horseback, wiping sweat from his brow.

Once Lenia entered the heavens, she would notice a man, a man she knew well, yet he looked strong and young and stood with a sense of happiness and bravely; something she may of never seen from him. William looked over to her with a wide smile his black cloak being pushed away from himself, revealing his arms he holds them out to her' beckoning for her to come in for a hug. "Welcome to the heavens, Lenia welcome to a land where there is no suffering; and a warm embrace of light and comfort all the time, for this is your final resting place and the place you deserve for so many years of selfless service" He'd clear his throat, a tear coming from his eye "I missed you, old friend."