Lord Septimus Lyonesse
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Description: A youthful caucasian male who's complexion denotes his time outdoors. He is of average height and has a lanky whip-strong build. His facial features are rounded and boyish yet has started to become more manly due to aging, experience, and battles.. His ruddy skin has lightly tan highlights, and his full lips are usually in a charming smile or knowing smirk. The blond hair on his head is stylishly long but functionally short enough to but easily cared for. His deep blue eyes seem to be pools of emotion, expressing his feelings in lieu of the rest of his face. His movements impart a sense of raw energy and nimble grace.
Adorning his frame is a double set of cotton shirts. The inner one buttoned up to his neck, showing it's fine black lacquer buttons, the outter one unbuttoned five buttons down. Both shirts are tucked into cripsly pressed blue-black trousers supported by a thick belt with a nondescript buckle. Over the shirts he wears a luxurious maroon and black piley bendy pattern silk vest. On his feet he wears a pair of trail bitten black boots.
Personality: He's charming. He's a bit of a sweet talker. He'll help those when it suits him. He's a knight with no honor for under his armor lays a demon.
Background: Septimus was born into the family of Lyonesse. He lived a typical normal children and was raised on a small farm mostly. He was trained as a Knight Squire when he was around ten years of age. He was trained by his father in the ways of the sword. His mother was a typical house wife. He grew up into his teenage years and would often go on patrols with his father. His father was the Uncle to Marquessa Demura Lyonesse. During a routine patrol around the lands, some bandits blocked the road. This moment with his father was a battle for the ages. They were out numbered one to two. It was two of them versus four bandits. His father managed to right off two easy enough but the Septimus was not as experienced or as strong as his father. At one point the sword in Septimus's hand was knocked out. His hidden dagger saved his life. His father dispatched the two thugs before turning to go help his son. Once he arrived, he managed to kill the last bandit that was just about to kill his son. Septimus came to understand one thing after that battle, he wanted power. He wanted to become stronger and so he trained harder, longer.
He once met a girl named Rosaleigh. She was his everything. He would offten sneak out to see her and explore the country side with her. He was madly in love with this girl. Both were sixteen but she was merely a goat farmer's daughter. It wasn't long beffore his father got wind of this affair and put an end to it. Septimus was going to marry her. His father had forbid him to see her again on the threat offf having him removed from the family, disowned, titleless. With that battle from his past and his father taking away his true love, the young boy known as Septimus changed forever. As he progressed in age through his teenage years, Septimus began to change more and more. The young boy started growing into a man. He would often visit family from time to time. He was starting to become known as a great fighter and to some, a passionate lover. He was smart and cunning and used his gift to manipulate people. When he was eighteen, marrying age, he was made a full knight and then went to stay with the Marquessa at Lyon's Redoubt and then later joined her in the City of Arx.
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