Arrakis was still in a measure of disbelief. He had actually been chosen. Out of all the other blue knights--some of whom Arrakis was sure were more experienced than he--it had been him. This was a tremendous honour, and also a tremendous responsibility. He felt the weight of the lives he was now responsible for. Not just his own team's, but the others'. Blue was the defensive brigade. It was going to be their responsibility to ensure the safety of all the offensive knights as well as their own. Over their own, even. Was he really, honestly, ready for this?
...Yes. He had to be.
And so he called the other Blues to him, intent on meeting each and every one of them, knowing them and their styles. That way, he might be able to best situate them to complement one another's strengths and weaknesses. He also thought back to Percival; he was going to do his best to ensure that the former Great Knight's death was not in vain. He was going to do his best to fill those enormous shoes that had been left behind. He'd admired Percival, he really had. It was why he'd chosen to become a blue knight in the first place. He'd admired Percival and his cause.
And now he was in charge of pushing that cause forward. For as long as he was able. For as long as he was needed.
No pressure, right?
He had called for the other Blues to join him, had walked to a portion of the lakeside that wasn't occupied, and now he waited for them to assemble. They didn't have any time to waste. So, once all of them were there, Arrakis drew himself to his full height and softly cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry we're not meeting under better circumstances. So, let's start from the beginning and get right to it, shall we? Please introduce yourselves. I'm very keen on getting to know all of you to the fullest extent. We're a team, after all." He offered a small smile. "And as such, we need to be able to know and trust each other." He took a deep breath. "My name is Arrakis," he ventured, for those that had perhaps missed it or forgotten. "It is an honour to be your Great Knight. I have a flamberge, and my talents fall under quick blows." They would need both that and the ability to stand as a wall in what lay ahead of them.
And with that, he gestured towards the other Blues, inviting someone to go next.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d8
Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 12:52 pm
Noemi quietly contemplated the blue knight now great knight, but wasn't bothered much by the descision.
She was actually relieved. She had thought that perhaps being the great blue knight would make her happy but...She knew she would never handle the job and well....
But she would be a good blue knight, and in Percival's fall, She was sure Arrakis would be just as good.
His introduction had her giving him a gentle smile before standing up as well.
"Um....h...Hello." She flushed, "Ah I am...Noemi and....uh...I carry a trident and shield. So...I will be good for defending..." She sat back down..."It's nice to meet you all...."
There was a part of him that was not comfortable with the idea of following someone else and there another part that was not comfortable acknowledging that that someone else was destined to die.
Still, though, Ignatius kept his head high. Arrakis didn't need discouragement right now, no one did. Part of a good defense was confidence and pride. If one wavered, it would be easier to knock them down, after all. Ignatius did not want to be knocked down. He had pride in himself, pride in his work and his abilities, pride in his fellow Knights who had made it this far, and pride in the now Great Knight that stepped up to put his feet into Sir Percival's giant shoes.
Ignatius sat with his pike drawn over his lap, having no real other way to store the almost unwieldy thing while he sat. He still wasn't quite used to it.
Admittedly, he wished these were better circumstances himself, but what would be would be at this point. They needed to work together and learn each other's strengths. If Arrakis was to sacrifice himself for the greater good of Camelot and humanity, they needed to make sure he and all the other Great Knights were defended well enough to even get where they needed to go for this, and that there was even a Camelot to save.
When Noemi was done, Ignatius awkwardly stood, attempting to not whack the ground or himself with the pike in the process. For all the fumbling to stand, his voice was steady and confident. "I am Ignatius Svarog." He dropped his first name entirely at this point. He had no memories, and no attachment to the familiar name he could identify. What was the point of using it, then? "I carry a pike, Caelestis, though I had previously used a throwing weapon." Shift, shift, fidget, fidget. His overactivity made itself obvious.
"I believe myself quite agile, and I can move quite quickly when needed. This pike's also pretty useful for long-distance impaling, so there's that." He laughed, like that was supposed to be a joke. "So hopefully I can stab some things before they see it coming."
And with that, he sat down.
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My character's name: Yildirim Ignatius Svarog Character's journal link: [Here] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERIgnatius is surprisingly pale for all the time he spends outside, perhaps the only obvious reaction to his outdoors presence being an abundance of freckles peppering him from top to bottom. His hair is red and kept to his shoulders, usually down and free-moving like much of what he wears. He tends towards light armour, mostly to keep him moving fast--both to chuck his weapon and quickly retrieve it for a fast finishing blow. Rank of character 1d8
Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 5:25 pm
The situation was grim, Joy knew that. Sir Lancelot had said it was their last stand. She didn't know how much she could help or what she could do but she was going to give it her all. She would defend her fellow knights to her last breath even if she didn't know them.
When the Great Knight of the Blue Order asked them to gather round, Joy wordlessly joined the ranks. She didn't know the man, hadn't even seen him up until the time to offer themselves came. But he'd been deemed worthy and had been chosen. That was reason enough for her to follow him to the ends of time.
When her turn to speak came, Joy straightened herself to her full height, which wasn't really much but that didn't seem to bother her. "Some of you I've never met until now," she began, voice clear and strong and with an undertone of regret, "But I am grateful for the honor to serve alongside you. I will have your back and will trust you to have mine. My name is Joy, and this is my spade staff, Ode. Let us hope I will be using him to bury our opponents rather than one of our number." She made sure to raise the staff with her right hand while slightly angling her halberd down with her left.
"I confess I don't know how well I fare with my weapons but I do not fear pain. In fact I might go so far as to say I welcome it." At this she chuckled sheepishly before her expression turned serious, "I extend this offer to all of you, not just to our Great Knight: Do not hesitate to use me as your shield. I will protect you so you can continue to protect others."
She doesn't sit down
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My character's name:Joy Character's journal link:[x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER She has brown eyes and brown hair cut into a wavy bob. Tanned, somewhat muscular, and sporting a number of scars all over her body, Joy's rather rough appearance belies a warm and cheerful personality. Rank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: 41/100
Chris was late to show up among the other Blue knights by the lake. After taking a moment to talk to his cousin and the chaos that ensued with that, he wasn't as keen as some of the other knights speaking up around him. He caught Noemi's eye in the small group and took up a stance next to her, shoulders nearly brushing. He hadn't seen her for a long while, and a whole lot had happened in between, but he was glad to see she'd made it.
He stood with his arms crossed, shield strapped securely across his back, and listened to the others small speeches. It took physical effort not to snort or laugh. The new Great Knight, no more than a kid really, was surely going to give his life just like the rest of them in this fight, but they were standing around breaking the ice. He didn't want to meet and greet the knights around him. He didn't want to know any more of the names of the people falling around him as he fought for survival.
He bit his lip and didn't offer up any information.
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My character's name: Chris Axten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERA dweeb Rank of character Knight
pixie nyxie
Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 10:00 pm
Noemi felt a taller stronger presence at her side and blinked as Chris, who she hadn't seen since this all started at her side.
Once he did join her though, she offered him a small shy smile.
Though he'd looked on the others with a sort of disdain, when Noemi nudged him his expression broke.
He offered her a small, reassuring smile. Just because he wasn't up for learning about everyone else didn't mean he was abandoning those he'd already met.
pixie nyxie
Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 10:16 pm
His smile made hers widen and that meant she would lean up and whisper in his ear.
"Do you have the butt wings too?" She pointed to hers and grinned, "Are you that cool?"
His eyes went wide with immediate regret. "Nope," he said, popping the p decisively. "I think it's better for my ego and your everything if we don't do that."
If he didn't get sick, he might scream. He wasn't sure which was worse.
He puffed out his cheeks and raised his brows in surprise. "Touche, didn't know you had it in you."
Who knew something that small could be devious too?
pixie nyxie
i think we're just solidifying that chris is dumb
Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 11:35 pm
A small part of Milo was disappointed that he had not gained the honor of stepping into Sir Percival's position. It would have been a privilege really, giving up his life to do as he had settled his mandate towards; protecting others. But the selfish side of him was relieved and more so to see that Noemi had not been selected either.
When he joined with the assembly of other blue Knights, he gave Arrakis a solemn smile and nod, "Milo Hale, it's a pleasure," and then found a spot close to Noemi. (Chris might have gotten a look. Nothing spiteful or the jealous boyfriend type... Kinda. Just curious).
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My character's name: Milo Hale Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Milo is a tall young man, lean of build with short brown hair, bright green eyes and tan complexion. Always with a smile on his face and cheerful words. He likes to have at least one insanely bright blue item on his outfit. Rank of character Knight
