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Name: Emory Counsel Troy Whiteside

Age: 24 25 26 27

Birthday: 7 August

Sign: Leo

Gemstone: Quartz

Blood Type: A+

Fav. Food: Steak, super rare please. He also likes soft-serve ice cream, in all the flavors.

Hated Food: Hot dogs. He knows what's in them.

Occupation: A public assistance counsellor at Destiny City General Hospital

School: Graduated from DCU with a degree in Psychology

Hobbies:
Basketball -- Troy's favorite sport by far is still basketball. He's been playing since he was big enough to hold a basketball and lives, eats, sleeps and breathes the game, at least in the privacy of his own home and driveway. He loves to watch basketball on tv, though, and will heckle and critique the players loudly, especially the pros, whom he figures should know how to play the game by now for all the money they make. He had dreams of going pro himself once upon a time; he tries to avoid playing basketball now, for his own safety.

Running -- A morning person by nature, Troy typically goes for a nice long run in the morning before breakfast. He has found running helps center his mind, almost like meditation, the rhythm of his strides and his breathing allowing him to focus his thoughts on the day ahead. The entirety of his neighborhood is by far his favorite running track; he feels safest there among the familiar houses and trees. Running is also helping him learn the layout of Destiny City, something he never did when he first arrived here. He can run for ridiculous distances with his stamina and athleticism, and can sometimes be spotted running in areas of the city well outside his comfort area. Running is one of the few things he prefers to do solo -- running with friends or a group would be too much of a distraction, because he'd want to talk to them.

Baking -- Blame The Great British Baking Show. Troy learned everything he needed to know about cooking in general from watching Food Network, Netflix and PBS, and he has turned out to be quite a good all-around cook, but baking is by far his preferred food activity. He is especially fond of baking bread, his favorite part being the kneading process. As with running, he finds it meditative, as well as delicious in the end. He bakes all sorts of bread for all sorts of occasions, some of them quite decorative; he even keeps a "pet" sourdough starter named Kareem in the kitchen. His co-workers and roommates are often the beneficiaries of his baking adventures, since there's only so much bread one man can eat.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Eyes: Narrow and heavy-lidded, a brilliant blue in color, topped by thick purple brows.

Hair: Purple, just brushing the top of his shoulders now, with a side part and long unruly fringe poking out over his forehead. He no longer looks like a refugee from Dragonball Z.

Face: He's fairly good looking; dark-skinned, oval face with full lips and a snub nose. His chin is still hidden by a small purple goatee (he refuses to get rid of his supposed "evil goatee" -- he doesn't remember who called it evil, just that someone at some point did). He has a warm, wide smile when he allows it to show; his typical expression these days is serious and all business.

Skin Tone: warm medium chocolate brown

Body Type: 6'7", built lean and athletic

Clothes: Black t-shirts dominate his wardrobe now, though he is still fond of jeans and high-end sneakers. He will often wear long loose basketball shorts in the heat of summer, and adds a warm wool overcoat in the winter, sometimes with a hoodie beneath it. He wears khakis and polo shirts to work.

History:
Troy doesn't like to discuss his background; if pressed, he'll just shrug and say he moved to Destiny City to go to college and decided to stay, and that he's estranged from his family. Then he'll change the subject or redirect the discussion back to the person asking questions with a warm, friendly smile.

It's not exactly a lie: he did move to Destiny City to go to college, and he is estranged from his family, though neither by his own choice.

Current Living Situation:
He's leasing a room from a work friend, sharing a large house with a few others. It's a temporary arrangement, but Troy likes his housemates and the sense of trust and community he has with them, so his search for a place of his own hasn't been terribly urgent. He pays the alpha tenant back by doing a lot of handiwork and tall-person things around the house, like cleaning the hard-to-reach spots near the ceiling and on top of things like bookcases, and getting things off the top shelves. He also enjoys cooking and baking for everyone.

Knight Title: Vanaheimr Squire of Jupiter. In Norse mythology, Vanaheimr is one of the Nine Worlds and home of the Vanir, a group of gods associated with fertility, wisdom, and the ability to see the future.

Challenge: "Care to see the future?"

Weapon & Magic
Squire Weapon: A heavy dark green wool blanket, bound with brown leather trim around the edges; a long cord is attached to one corner of the blanket. Vanaheimr tosses the blanket at his opponent's head, holding onto the end of the cord. They suddenly find their vision obscured by heavy dark storm clouds, flashing with lightning. The air is heavy with a sense of dread; the cloak is weighing them down with pressure from the raging storm, making it difficult to wriggle free. Vanaheimr has a throwing range of 10 feet; the blanket can be dodged, and it can be cut. The effect lasts for the duration of his magic pool, about 40 seconds, or until the opponent manages to get the blanket off their head, at which point Vanaheimr can retrieve it and throw it again until the magic pool runs out.

Knight Weapon: A heavy dark green wool circle cloak with a grey fur collar and lined with grey fur, with brown leather knotwork trim around the edges and adorned with a large Jupiter symbol in grey on the back, and a long cord around the collar. Vanaheimr tosses it at his opponent's head, holding onto the end of the cord, and the cloak wraps and tightens around their neck and shoulders, weighing them down with heavy pressure so they can't wriggle loose. Inside, it's as if the opponent has stuck their head into the center of a storm; their senses are totally obscured by heavy dark storm clouds, thunder and lightning, lashing rain, and strong winds. The air is heavy with humidity and the smell of ozone, making it difficult to breathe easily; the air pressure makes their ears hurt. There's a very strong sense of dread, and in the flashes of lightning the opponent can see glimpses of what they sense is their future. Vanaheimr has a throwing range of 15 feet; the cloak can be dodged if one moves fast. The effect lasts for the duration of his magic pool, about 60 seconds, or until the opponent manages to get the cloak off their head, at which point Vanaheimr can retrieve it and throw it again until the magic pool runs out.

Summons -- A "Jelling beast", or more correctly a Gotland or Ringerike beast, the twisty creatures found in Viking stone carvings and jewelry. It is kind of a cross between a dire wolf and a dragon, the size of a small horse, with a long curled muzzle and daggerlike teeth, long ears and horns, paws with sharp claws, and a long tail nowed into a knot with a small dog-like head on the end. Its grey furred and scaled body is covered with elaborate Viking decoration and it is big enough to be ridden by Vanaheimr.

Reincarnated or Descended: Descended

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07/21/17: sideswap plot approved
03/09/18: revisions to profile stamped and approved
10/10/20: won a Henshin pen, used it to complete reqs for upgrade to second stage FINALLY (I am the slowest)
01/06/21: got official art by Endejester!
01/08/21: set up new journal