"Uh... Oh! I've been to England before," Damion remembered, "why I am here? I don't exactly know why," his shoulders shrugged his blue eyes darting away, "one day I was sightseeing then I ended up here, fighting for Ireland's sake, my dignity has been ripped to pieces, my manhood taken, my...
Damion, exactly one cell over looked up, of course the Irish made it uncomfortable and had see through walls, more like bars, big enough to reach out and touch the other person, or someone small could squeeze through it. He got up and paced over to the bars that seperated the two rooms,
"Uhhh...
"Very special indeed," Demetri said, smoothing himself down as he stepped on in to the house, taken by surprise when his hand was taken by the girl. Well.... He thought. Might actually be worth it. He allowed the girl to tug him along, noticing she must've been maybe a year younger than himself...
It was around 1169 and it was cold. A very cold time when Ireland had split into four Gaelic clans. Damion was apart of the Munster clan. Well, he didn't want to be, he was persecuted, and sometimes he felt like he was going to die. Scars littered his body and he wouldn't even look like an...
Name; Damion Ramanishka
Age; 19
Personality; I'll develop his personality throughout the roleplay, as well as his history
Weapon; A long golden sword, much like Riptide from Percy Jackson
Type; Knight
Bio; Damion grew up in India and as he grew up he traveled the world. During the war...