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Rangers
Name: Erin Sommer
Age: 19
Ranger Color: Red
Biography:
Erin had an interesting and rather exciting childhood. Being the kid of two adventurous parents, she has seen a lot of the world despite being relatively young. Unfortunately, due to moving all over the place, she has very little lasting friends. Her parents both have jobs that require them to move around a lot, so it was rare if Erin lived anywhere longer than two or three years. She went to international schools and has been in contact with lots of different people. Therefor she understands a lot about other cultures, which shows in her personality, which is apparently a bit of a mix of several cultural standards, making her a little bit of an odd duck.
Erin moved to Ebongrove because she enrolled in the college here. She is the daughter of rather adventurous parents who traveled large parts of the world and have always encouraged her to explore and follow her dreams, and to never be afraid to take the road less traveled. Of course they are still concerned about their baby girl flying out and moving rather far away to start her own live.
Erin doesn't really have a hard time settling in this new place, and is looking forward to the adventures her new life will bring.
Personality:
Although she has great social skills and could make friends rather easily, she rather keeps people off a bit. Mostly because she is used to not having lasting friends, and she really rather doesn't want to get or seem hurt. It would hurt her "tough girl" image. As mentioned, her personality is a mix of different social standards. She is mostly polite like the Asians, direct like the Dutch, enjoys her teatime like an Englishwoman, likes napping like the Spanish, and has the hospitality of the Hispanic. Strange combination, for sure, but it checks out. At least she certainly hopes it does. Deep down inside Erin is rather insecure, due to never having a real rhythm or certainty in her life.
She is a tomboy with a heart of gold. Cool girl on the outside and in first impressions, but a real sweetheart if you get to know her a bit. In hobbies, however, she's still a tomboy. Her favorite way of transport is by skating, whether its on roller blades or a skateboard.
Other (random details and funfacts):
Name: Benjamin Zimmerman
Age: 18
Ranger Color: Green
Biography:
Benjamin's upbringing was below average. If that's how you word it, that is. He grew up in an orphanage. His parents didn't pass away, just..got themselves locked up in jail. His parents received 30-year sentences each for fraud, drugs, and tax evasion all wrapped up into a pretty package of insanity. He and his older brother Derek were separated after their parents were arrested 10 years ago. His brother is now 26 years old, meaning when he was 16 and Ben was 8, their parents were arrested. At least a third of their time is already done, right?
Growing up in the orphanage was nice, the other kids weren't mean, and the people working their were polite and nurturing for him and his older brother. They got adopted once, but left that house after the child services discovered they weren't nice people and only adopted the boys for the income from the government. When his brother turned 18, he moved out and went to college, sadly leaving Benjamin behind in the orphanage when he turned 10.
He spent the majority of his childhood escaping the harsh reality of his life through art. Taking up painting, sculpting, sketching, and getting into animation when he was around 15.
He never really got adopted after that first time with the bad people, though. He was content living in the orphanage, even helping with the other kids from time to time. He grew to know the staff very well, and proudly calls them his family. His brother was able to visit as often as he liked, so his blood family never really forgot him. And his parents, messed up as they can, did send letters, and occasionally got to have phone conversations with him and his brother on their own time. They made mistakes, but they loved their kids. And they love them, back.
The orphanage is located directly in Ebongrove, so Benjamin's gotten to know the city pretty well. He hasn't enrolled in a proper college, however. He's been lucky enough to get a few classes at a Trade School. Sort of like college, but with one specific focus as a subject. In his case? Art.
Personality:
Growing up in that orphanage meant one thing: He had to grow up. Fast. Only 8 years old and being put into that situation was tough. His brother couldn't adopt him and go to college when he was old enough, so that sucked. But Benjamin had to be strong. From his hardships, he'd endured enough pain to learn that things aren't always what they seem. He doesn't take anything for granted, appreciating all that's bestowed to him. He wasn't exposed to too many cultures, but did get to know a lot of people from different personal backgrounds. So his knowledge of at-home things is vast.
Benjamin doesn't know when to be upset. Even though his parents are in prison, and his only adopted family were horrible people, he knows there are definitely people who have it worse than him. At least he's healthy, has friends, and isn't dead. He often expresses himself through his artwork so he finds his outlet in that for any stress he encounters.
For his age, he's come to be emotionally sturdy and considered a rock. He's friendly and kind, a shoulder to cry on or an ear to hear you speak. He's very quiet, but nowhere near shy. He is, however, naive in many ways. He can read people, but overlooks the simplest things about people. He isn't that great at standing up for himself, having never been bullied a kids by his peers, so he somehow doesn't know how to handle it. He's a rock for other people. But himself? Paper thin. Full of good intention, he just wants to draw and make people feel better and appreciate life.
Other:
Name: April Brubeck
Age: 21
Ranger Color: White
Biography:
April had the most average childhood. Basic as basic can be. Or so it might seem on the outside. A quiet little house, a peaceful neighborhood, a normal life. All on the outside. On the inside? Weird. Her parents, both caring and supportive, were co-owners of a restaurant. A nice little burger joint/diner called "Brubeck's". Clever name, right? The middle child of three, an older and a young brother, April had a lot of company. Her dad was the cook, her mom ran the register, and she and her brothers, when old enough, worked along side them as cooks/waiters, or a waitress in her case. That's what she normally does, anyway. Taking orders and serving them up, occasionally running the register. She managed to one time burn cereal....so uh...yeah. April isn't a cook. At all.
In a family of burger-flippers and servers, she's the 'normal' one. As in, she's the average girl. Into makeup, shoes, that sort of thing. April's been exposed to many different people in her life. Various types of customers from all over looking for a good meal, that is. Customers from all sorts of lifestyles, homelands, and cultures. But really that's a given when you work somewhere guaranteed to meet people. She likes working with her family, but finds it somewhat boring, really. A waitress in a family-owned place sounds pleasant, but it gets repetitive if you really live it.
Ebongrove had been her home her whole life. Going to school as a kid, working at the age of 15, and going to college in the meantime. Her biggest dream in life catches everybody by surprise. April, a waitress...wants to be a skater. A figure skater.
Personality:
April's goal is indeed to be a skater. As a child she partook in dance lessons, as well as a brief ice skating obsession, right around the time her two brothers got into hockey. She didn't become a tomboy by being with two brothers, she's still girly. Fashion, shoes, makeup, hair, the works. She just likes to look pretty! But she's a firm believer in the fact that there's beauty in us all. But a little lipstick, to her, doesn't contradict that. It's like eating cereal (of the non burnt variety) dry or with milk. One doesn't contradict the other, right?
April's parents raised her to pursue excellence in every given situation. Odd since the only situations she faces on the daily are taking orders and serving them up. Yeah...excellent, alright.
Her friends growing up would say she can be described in three words. Loyal. Sweet. Sassy. The word 'lovely' would have made the cut, but she doesn't go out of he way to be your average waterfall of estrogen. She did, however, take up figure skating as a sort of hobby when her two brothers got into hockey. Gliding on the ice looked fun and she liked to dance, and skate. Why not combine them? Since she was little, she'd been skating on the ice, gracefully gliding or falling falling flat on her behind. But she keeps trying. Persistence is key! Gentle as the summer breeze, she wouldn't harm a fly. That is, unless that fly just threatened her family member of friend. She isn't one to get mad easily, but April will make someone regret EVER being a jerk to someone she cares about. And she'll do it with the softest smile you'll ever see.
Other:
Name: Clay Maynard
Age: 23
Ranger Color: Brown
Biography:
The best part about living in the south, other than the food and community? Why, horseback riding of course! Clay was brought up by his mom and dad, with the help of uncles, aunts, cousins, grandparents, the works. All on his family's farm. Not having any siblings of his own, his cousins were the closest thing he had to siblings. And there were a lot of them, so he never got lonely on the farm. But really calling it a farm is a loose use of the word. His family raises horses! Championship winning horses are a standard in the Maynard family. Every year, his family enters a horse in a racing derby. Born and raised right in the home of the Kentucky Derby, he's seen hundreds of races first-hand.
He'd been riding horses ever since he could walk. Or so he tells everyone. Clay's been brought up as a cowboy and farm boy from the time he was just...well, a boy. A little one. Taking care of animals, mostly horses....only horses, was his top priority. But there were cows to milk, bulls to train, and a vast assortment of dogs to...breed. In addition to horse riding and bull fighting, this family of cowboys breeds puppies! With love, care, and attention, mind you. Clay's comfort of a small town made going out into any big city for a race hard, finding big buildings and tight roads a little smothering.
His transition all the way to Ebongrove was one of business. There was a man who wanted two puppies. A man around his age, wanting two puppies for him and his roommates and sibling. Clay kindly volunteered for the family to deliver the cute husky pups to him in Ebongrove. And while he's in town, he made plans to check out a derby of sorts.
Personality:
Life as a cowboy/horse rider/bull fighter made Clay...strong. Both physically built, and mentally sturdy. He is what you'd call the typical southern boy next door. He has a strong southern accent, so for some reason tend to think one of two things. Either he's a family man who's a great listener, or he's a backward redneck with a white-power mindset. People couldn't be more wrong. He's full of loyalty, love, support, and fair mindedness for all in the world. His beliefs are his own, however he doesn't go out of his way to express them. Not that his beliefs would be considered controversial or anything. Clay just loves to ride horses, fight the occasional bull, help his momma in the kitchen making butter, and take care of the animals on the farm that the family breeds in peace.
Also, playing in the mud and riding an ATV is the best way to spend the weekend. Or go on a date. Speaking of which, finding a nice girl wouldn't hurt anything either.
He's strongly outspoken about his opinions. Outside concepts of politics, religion, mythology, and other matters are extremely for to someone as stereotypically southern as him, but he's open minded. Loudmouthed, loyal, charming, and a tad bit overbearing. He tries to be respectful, and means to be, but the way he was brought up around so much family in a rather stereotypical environment structured this behavior. Clay's a cowboy with a big heart, a loud mouth, and a strong passion for...well...saying 'yeeeeeehaw' as often as possible.
Other:
Name: Dylan Drake (deceased)
Age: 20
Ranger Color: Blue (Tales 1-7)
Biography:
Dylan was born in Philly but he knows Ebongrove well. He has relatives there and his family drove back and forth all the time. It's always been a second home to him and the town's timeless and enchanting atmosphere gave him an appreciation for the mystical and mythological. His parents nurtured this by reading to him and eventually gifting him books upon books of mythology from around the world which in turn lead him to pursue the martial arts. An ancient tradition with ties to stories of gods and great masters? Right up his alley . . . plus they were fun.
Personality: Dylan often is at fault for "magical thinking." He's capable of wild leaps of logic with very little connecting his goal or end point to where he stands at that time. It's a very high risk high reward worldview that either delivers him from the problem or leaves him worse off than when he started. To balance this out a bit, he often relies on the wisdom and kindness of others, teachers, sifus, priests, parents, friends, people he believes (not always correctly) have all the details he's missing. When faced with a problem, he's more prone to looking for a literally magical solution rather than a practical or scientifically rooted one.
Other:
Name: Dmitri Foster
Age: 24
Ranger Color: Blue (9 and onward)
Home: Nexilis
Background: Lowest of the low on the bottom of the food chain are his people. Ripped apart from parents at birth were the children of slaves and dusters. Those that worship the dark Shaman have potential to be evil and inflict harm on the land. Like many slaves' children, Dmitri had been ripped from his mother and fathers care mere minutes after he had been born. Growing up as property to Vorkalth's followers in Nexilis he has lived a life of hardship few can imagine. Kept fed but only with bare minimum, Dmitri and his fellow slaves served a cruel master all through their formative years who'd taught them to believe this was the way of life they were to live without question. And for as difficult and painful as it could be it was the only life he knew. So Dmitri and the other children did as they were told. A life of obedience and ridicule.
That is, until salvation arose. His master grew ill via poisoning from his guards. Wicked master he was not, for the children knew him to be the closest thing to a father. After he died, the guards attacked the children for no witnesses to tell of what they did. Dmitri was young at the time, relying on the elder children to protect his weak and fragile body. Dmitri fled for his life, stumbling upon a lakeside home with an elderly couple inside. These elders taught Dmitri and the other kids who escaped the meaning of love, compassion and goodness. They bore no faith in Vorkalth. By far the kindest people he'd ever met. In time, many of the children went on to live normal lives as they grew old enough. Staying behind after many years, Dmitri and a young girl were all that remained. Past threats have reared around again, assuming position and turning his freedom into nothing. The outside world, or those just outside of his life, see it as nothing. But tormentors never cease to torment.
Personality: After years of freedom as a slave, Dmitri and the girl stayed with the old folks. They bore a loyalty to the King out of conservative nature. About as conservative as it gets, to them. When they eventually passed on from old age Dmitri and the girl remained in the home for a short while. Looking after it and caring for whatever plants they had. The lakefront on which they lived offered serenity in times of strife and sorrow. For a time there was peace for the two of them. Almost a sibling relationship forming. But the girl began seeing Dmitri as a father. He is caring, compassionate and true to his heart. Passionate about family and protecting the weak.
Above all else, Dmitri values peace and will do anything to keep it. Adoration of family aside, he's also a bit of a flirt. As a slave he'd been raised to prepare as a male to find a suitable woman to mate with and produce more slaves for his master. This never left him, although he seeks a genuine companion and partner as opposed to a slave for his master. Could also be something in his genes. Not having his real parents leaves such a mystery on why he is the way he is. Luckily he found a place to turn him into a fine man. He looks after the girl, Quinn, like a sister and daughter. Nobody better dare cross that line!
Unfortunately Dmitri is hard to trust new people, regardless of the kindness strangers had shown him. Because now, those same guards who killed the master have reared their heads once again and one by one tracked the children. Unknown what became of them all, really. But now they've found Dmitri and test his faith and passion every day. No longer a slave, but by a magic spell a servant. As an adult he must face his ultimate hardship. Shaking his faith will not be easy. Nor will his passion to protect what is good. He's read tales of heroes countless times. Perhaps one day he may rise to the occasion and be a hero to himself and Quinn, thus breaking free of magical chains and be free. Free from current oppressors through the power within and dreams of shedding light into darkness.
Something plagues Dmitri's soul. Either it be pain and suffering, or something far worse. He's a good man. But he's lived a hard life. Quinn herself is a kind girl. But something she does really concerns him. Like a...curse?
Other:
Name: Gawain
Age: 25
Ranger Color: Gold
Home: Earth/Avalon
Personality:
Gawain, famed Knight of the Round Table, nephew to King Arthur and known to have his strength depend on the time of the day. Or so the stories say, anyway.
He is all a knight should be: Valiant, righteous, gallant, compassionate when needed be and brave... except for the fact he's terrified of the dark. One simply can't know what might lurk out there. His sense of right, duty, and honor might get him into trouble at times, but he has a good heart and means well. He is a formidable warrior, fiercely loyal to his king (or Sentinel leader) and family. He is a friend to young knights (or Sentinels), a defender of the poor, and as "the Maidens' Knight", a defender of women as well. He does, however, have quite the bit of trouble adapting to the new time his new friends and allies take him to. Thankfully he still remembers Novus and Fate, so he's not entirely on his own in the "not understanding the world" part.
Being born many centuries ago, it makes sense for him that a man fights to keep a woman safe, and that said woman keeps to the sidelines. So the Sentinels being led by a young, foul-mouthed woman... He is not all that keen on that in the beginning. It's one of the many things he'll need to get used to now that he's living in a different time.
Background:
About 900 years ago, Gawain was a member of an earlier generation of Sentinels. He fought alongside his friends; Leonard, Arnaut, Dedric, Guimond, and Rosemary to keep Vorkalth and his evil lackeys at bay. Their journey took them to Avalon, a realm where they all felt very much at place considering the time they came from. Here, Gawain was mortally wounded, and the only way to save him was by making him a part of Avalon and its legends. So technically, there never was a Gawain in the legends of King Arthur until he was made a part of it.
His Charm and memories have been mostly sealed way in the hundreds of years that passed. What Gawain remembered was mostly played off as visions or terrible nightmares. But now that there's a new generation of Sentinels in the realm who need his help, and now that vile warriors are rising from the underground, Gawain regains his memories to fight against Vorkalth once more.
Other:
Name: Erin Sommer
Age: 19
Ranger Color: Red
Biography:
Erin had an interesting and rather exciting childhood. Being the kid of two adventurous parents, she has seen a lot of the world despite being relatively young. Unfortunately, due to moving all over the place, she has very little lasting friends. Her parents both have jobs that require them to move around a lot, so it was rare if Erin lived anywhere longer than two or three years. She went to international schools and has been in contact with lots of different people. Therefor she understands a lot about other cultures, which shows in her personality, which is apparently a bit of a mix of several cultural standards, making her a little bit of an odd duck.
Erin moved to Ebongrove because she enrolled in the college here. She is the daughter of rather adventurous parents who traveled large parts of the world and have always encouraged her to explore and follow her dreams, and to never be afraid to take the road less traveled. Of course they are still concerned about their baby girl flying out and moving rather far away to start her own live.
Erin doesn't really have a hard time settling in this new place, and is looking forward to the adventures her new life will bring.
Personality:
Although she has great social skills and could make friends rather easily, she rather keeps people off a bit. Mostly because she is used to not having lasting friends, and she really rather doesn't want to get or seem hurt. It would hurt her "tough girl" image. As mentioned, her personality is a mix of different social standards. She is mostly polite like the Asians, direct like the Dutch, enjoys her teatime like an Englishwoman, likes napping like the Spanish, and has the hospitality of the Hispanic. Strange combination, for sure, but it checks out. At least she certainly hopes it does. Deep down inside Erin is rather insecure, due to never having a real rhythm or certainty in her life.
She is a tomboy with a heart of gold. Cool girl on the outside and in first impressions, but a real sweetheart if you get to know her a bit. In hobbies, however, she's still a tomboy. Her favorite way of transport is by skating, whether its on roller blades or a skateboard.
Other (random details and funfacts):
- Favorite insult: Bollocks-brained fart bucket
- Favorite mythology: In no specific order: Celtic, Egyptian, Japanese
- Favorite real world animal: anything fluffy and cute (hamsters, kittens/cats, dogs, to name a few)
- Favorite mythological animal: Dragons. And Ratatoskr
- Music style: Disney soundtracks, folk metal, and anything in between
- Linguist
- (Insane) knowledge on mythology
Name: Benjamin Zimmerman
Age: 18
Ranger Color: Green
Biography:
Benjamin's upbringing was below average. If that's how you word it, that is. He grew up in an orphanage. His parents didn't pass away, just..got themselves locked up in jail. His parents received 30-year sentences each for fraud, drugs, and tax evasion all wrapped up into a pretty package of insanity. He and his older brother Derek were separated after their parents were arrested 10 years ago. His brother is now 26 years old, meaning when he was 16 and Ben was 8, their parents were arrested. At least a third of their time is already done, right?
Growing up in the orphanage was nice, the other kids weren't mean, and the people working their were polite and nurturing for him and his older brother. They got adopted once, but left that house after the child services discovered they weren't nice people and only adopted the boys for the income from the government. When his brother turned 18, he moved out and went to college, sadly leaving Benjamin behind in the orphanage when he turned 10.
He spent the majority of his childhood escaping the harsh reality of his life through art. Taking up painting, sculpting, sketching, and getting into animation when he was around 15.
He never really got adopted after that first time with the bad people, though. He was content living in the orphanage, even helping with the other kids from time to time. He grew to know the staff very well, and proudly calls them his family. His brother was able to visit as often as he liked, so his blood family never really forgot him. And his parents, messed up as they can, did send letters, and occasionally got to have phone conversations with him and his brother on their own time. They made mistakes, but they loved their kids. And they love them, back.
The orphanage is located directly in Ebongrove, so Benjamin's gotten to know the city pretty well. He hasn't enrolled in a proper college, however. He's been lucky enough to get a few classes at a Trade School. Sort of like college, but with one specific focus as a subject. In his case? Art.
Personality:
Growing up in that orphanage meant one thing: He had to grow up. Fast. Only 8 years old and being put into that situation was tough. His brother couldn't adopt him and go to college when he was old enough, so that sucked. But Benjamin had to be strong. From his hardships, he'd endured enough pain to learn that things aren't always what they seem. He doesn't take anything for granted, appreciating all that's bestowed to him. He wasn't exposed to too many cultures, but did get to know a lot of people from different personal backgrounds. So his knowledge of at-home things is vast.
Benjamin doesn't know when to be upset. Even though his parents are in prison, and his only adopted family were horrible people, he knows there are definitely people who have it worse than him. At least he's healthy, has friends, and isn't dead. He often expresses himself through his artwork so he finds his outlet in that for any stress he encounters.
For his age, he's come to be emotionally sturdy and considered a rock. He's friendly and kind, a shoulder to cry on or an ear to hear you speak. He's very quiet, but nowhere near shy. He is, however, naive in many ways. He can read people, but overlooks the simplest things about people. He isn't that great at standing up for himself, having never been bullied a kids by his peers, so he somehow doesn't know how to handle it. He's a rock for other people. But himself? Paper thin. Full of good intention, he just wants to draw and make people feel better and appreciate life.
Other:
- Favorite animal: Eagle
- Favorite mythology: Norse. Because Thor, duh!
- Favorite mythical creature: Mermaids. He has quite an extensive collecting of mermaid sketches.
- He goes by Ben or Benji
- Pacifist
- Loves to draw, paint, sculpt, animate, etc.
Name: April Brubeck
Age: 21
Ranger Color: White
Biography:
April had the most average childhood. Basic as basic can be. Or so it might seem on the outside. A quiet little house, a peaceful neighborhood, a normal life. All on the outside. On the inside? Weird. Her parents, both caring and supportive, were co-owners of a restaurant. A nice little burger joint/diner called "Brubeck's". Clever name, right? The middle child of three, an older and a young brother, April had a lot of company. Her dad was the cook, her mom ran the register, and she and her brothers, when old enough, worked along side them as cooks/waiters, or a waitress in her case. That's what she normally does, anyway. Taking orders and serving them up, occasionally running the register. She managed to one time burn cereal....so uh...yeah. April isn't a cook. At all.
In a family of burger-flippers and servers, she's the 'normal' one. As in, she's the average girl. Into makeup, shoes, that sort of thing. April's been exposed to many different people in her life. Various types of customers from all over looking for a good meal, that is. Customers from all sorts of lifestyles, homelands, and cultures. But really that's a given when you work somewhere guaranteed to meet people. She likes working with her family, but finds it somewhat boring, really. A waitress in a family-owned place sounds pleasant, but it gets repetitive if you really live it.
Ebongrove had been her home her whole life. Going to school as a kid, working at the age of 15, and going to college in the meantime. Her biggest dream in life catches everybody by surprise. April, a waitress...wants to be a skater. A figure skater.
Personality:
April's goal is indeed to be a skater. As a child she partook in dance lessons, as well as a brief ice skating obsession, right around the time her two brothers got into hockey. She didn't become a tomboy by being with two brothers, she's still girly. Fashion, shoes, makeup, hair, the works. She just likes to look pretty! But she's a firm believer in the fact that there's beauty in us all. But a little lipstick, to her, doesn't contradict that. It's like eating cereal (of the non burnt variety) dry or with milk. One doesn't contradict the other, right?
April's parents raised her to pursue excellence in every given situation. Odd since the only situations she faces on the daily are taking orders and serving them up. Yeah...excellent, alright.
Her friends growing up would say she can be described in three words. Loyal. Sweet. Sassy. The word 'lovely' would have made the cut, but she doesn't go out of he way to be your average waterfall of estrogen. She did, however, take up figure skating as a sort of hobby when her two brothers got into hockey. Gliding on the ice looked fun and she liked to dance, and skate. Why not combine them? Since she was little, she'd been skating on the ice, gracefully gliding or falling falling flat on her behind. But she keeps trying. Persistence is key! Gentle as the summer breeze, she wouldn't harm a fly. That is, unless that fly just threatened her family member of friend. She isn't one to get mad easily, but April will make someone regret EVER being a jerk to someone she cares about. And she'll do it with the softest smile you'll ever see.
Other:
- Favorite mythology? Greek, maybe. She's read the Percy Jackson books, so she's clearly educated on the matter. No really. She's legit interested in it. But also maybe King Arthur...is it called Arthurian? The stores about Arthur always gave er the geeky glee.
- Favorite animal? Cats. Cats. More cats. Cats. And cats. And...turtles.
- Favorite mythical creature? Fairies! #Tinkerbell
- April was born in April. Hence the name. Cute, huh?
- She is heterosexual, but bi-romantic. Meaning she's romantically attracted to men and women, but sexually attracted to just men.
- Her favorite flavor of ice cream? Vanilla with strawberry syrup on it. Mmm.
- Not much of a geek or anything, but she can get into any sort of franchise pretty quick.
Name: Clay Maynard
Age: 23
Ranger Color: Brown
Biography:
The best part about living in the south, other than the food and community? Why, horseback riding of course! Clay was brought up by his mom and dad, with the help of uncles, aunts, cousins, grandparents, the works. All on his family's farm. Not having any siblings of his own, his cousins were the closest thing he had to siblings. And there were a lot of them, so he never got lonely on the farm. But really calling it a farm is a loose use of the word. His family raises horses! Championship winning horses are a standard in the Maynard family. Every year, his family enters a horse in a racing derby. Born and raised right in the home of the Kentucky Derby, he's seen hundreds of races first-hand.
He'd been riding horses ever since he could walk. Or so he tells everyone. Clay's been brought up as a cowboy and farm boy from the time he was just...well, a boy. A little one. Taking care of animals, mostly horses....only horses, was his top priority. But there were cows to milk, bulls to train, and a vast assortment of dogs to...breed. In addition to horse riding and bull fighting, this family of cowboys breeds puppies! With love, care, and attention, mind you. Clay's comfort of a small town made going out into any big city for a race hard, finding big buildings and tight roads a little smothering.
His transition all the way to Ebongrove was one of business. There was a man who wanted two puppies. A man around his age, wanting two puppies for him and his roommates and sibling. Clay kindly volunteered for the family to deliver the cute husky pups to him in Ebongrove. And while he's in town, he made plans to check out a derby of sorts.
Personality:
Life as a cowboy/horse rider/bull fighter made Clay...strong. Both physically built, and mentally sturdy. He is what you'd call the typical southern boy next door. He has a strong southern accent, so for some reason tend to think one of two things. Either he's a family man who's a great listener, or he's a backward redneck with a white-power mindset. People couldn't be more wrong. He's full of loyalty, love, support, and fair mindedness for all in the world. His beliefs are his own, however he doesn't go out of his way to express them. Not that his beliefs would be considered controversial or anything. Clay just loves to ride horses, fight the occasional bull, help his momma in the kitchen making butter, and take care of the animals on the farm that the family breeds in peace.
Also, playing in the mud and riding an ATV is the best way to spend the weekend. Or go on a date. Speaking of which, finding a nice girl wouldn't hurt anything either.
He's strongly outspoken about his opinions. Outside concepts of politics, religion, mythology, and other matters are extremely for to someone as stereotypically southern as him, but he's open minded. Loudmouthed, loyal, charming, and a tad bit overbearing. He tries to be respectful, and means to be, but the way he was brought up around so much family in a rather stereotypical environment structured this behavior. Clay's a cowboy with a big heart, a loud mouth, and a strong passion for...well...saying 'yeeeeeehaw' as often as possible.
Other:
- Favorite animals: Horses and Bulls.
- Favorite mythical creatures: Uh...a Taurus? That;s like a bull, right? Or a centaur...that's like a horse! (Clay's words, not the writer here)
- Favorite mythology: None to speak of.
- Most used phrase, is "Yeeeeeeehaw! Got ya, you rat-picking varmint!"
- Always wearing his boots and hat. Never tell him to take them off.
- Southern accent is strong, but his charm is way over the top.
- The guy. Can. Eat.
Name: Dylan Drake (deceased)
Age: 20
Ranger Color: Blue (Tales 1-7)
Biography:
Dylan was born in Philly but he knows Ebongrove well. He has relatives there and his family drove back and forth all the time. It's always been a second home to him and the town's timeless and enchanting atmosphere gave him an appreciation for the mystical and mythological. His parents nurtured this by reading to him and eventually gifting him books upon books of mythology from around the world which in turn lead him to pursue the martial arts. An ancient tradition with ties to stories of gods and great masters? Right up his alley . . . plus they were fun.
Personality: Dylan often is at fault for "magical thinking." He's capable of wild leaps of logic with very little connecting his goal or end point to where he stands at that time. It's a very high risk high reward worldview that either delivers him from the problem or leaves him worse off than when he started. To balance this out a bit, he often relies on the wisdom and kindness of others, teachers, sifus, priests, parents, friends, people he believes (not always correctly) have all the details he's missing. When faced with a problem, he's more prone to looking for a literally magical solution rather than a practical or scientifically rooted one.
Other:
- Favorite animals: Dogs and elephants
- Favorite mythological creatures: Lung and Bai Hu.
- Favorite mythology: Egyptian and Chinese (Not really but Norse and Greek are taken and I do like and have some knowledge of Egyptian and Chinese myth anyway.)
Name: Dmitri Foster
Age: 24
Ranger Color: Blue (9 and onward)
Home: Nexilis
Background: Lowest of the low on the bottom of the food chain are his people. Ripped apart from parents at birth were the children of slaves and dusters. Those that worship the dark Shaman have potential to be evil and inflict harm on the land. Like many slaves' children, Dmitri had been ripped from his mother and fathers care mere minutes after he had been born. Growing up as property to Vorkalth's followers in Nexilis he has lived a life of hardship few can imagine. Kept fed but only with bare minimum, Dmitri and his fellow slaves served a cruel master all through their formative years who'd taught them to believe this was the way of life they were to live without question. And for as difficult and painful as it could be it was the only life he knew. So Dmitri and the other children did as they were told. A life of obedience and ridicule.
That is, until salvation arose. His master grew ill via poisoning from his guards. Wicked master he was not, for the children knew him to be the closest thing to a father. After he died, the guards attacked the children for no witnesses to tell of what they did. Dmitri was young at the time, relying on the elder children to protect his weak and fragile body. Dmitri fled for his life, stumbling upon a lakeside home with an elderly couple inside. These elders taught Dmitri and the other kids who escaped the meaning of love, compassion and goodness. They bore no faith in Vorkalth. By far the kindest people he'd ever met. In time, many of the children went on to live normal lives as they grew old enough. Staying behind after many years, Dmitri and a young girl were all that remained. Past threats have reared around again, assuming position and turning his freedom into nothing. The outside world, or those just outside of his life, see it as nothing. But tormentors never cease to torment.
Personality: After years of freedom as a slave, Dmitri and the girl stayed with the old folks. They bore a loyalty to the King out of conservative nature. About as conservative as it gets, to them. When they eventually passed on from old age Dmitri and the girl remained in the home for a short while. Looking after it and caring for whatever plants they had. The lakefront on which they lived offered serenity in times of strife and sorrow. For a time there was peace for the two of them. Almost a sibling relationship forming. But the girl began seeing Dmitri as a father. He is caring, compassionate and true to his heart. Passionate about family and protecting the weak.
Above all else, Dmitri values peace and will do anything to keep it. Adoration of family aside, he's also a bit of a flirt. As a slave he'd been raised to prepare as a male to find a suitable woman to mate with and produce more slaves for his master. This never left him, although he seeks a genuine companion and partner as opposed to a slave for his master. Could also be something in his genes. Not having his real parents leaves such a mystery on why he is the way he is. Luckily he found a place to turn him into a fine man. He looks after the girl, Quinn, like a sister and daughter. Nobody better dare cross that line!
Unfortunately Dmitri is hard to trust new people, regardless of the kindness strangers had shown him. Because now, those same guards who killed the master have reared their heads once again and one by one tracked the children. Unknown what became of them all, really. But now they've found Dmitri and test his faith and passion every day. No longer a slave, but by a magic spell a servant. As an adult he must face his ultimate hardship. Shaking his faith will not be easy. Nor will his passion to protect what is good. He's read tales of heroes countless times. Perhaps one day he may rise to the occasion and be a hero to himself and Quinn, thus breaking free of magical chains and be free. Free from current oppressors through the power within and dreams of shedding light into darkness.
Something plagues Dmitri's soul. Either it be pain and suffering, or something far worse. He's a good man. But he's lived a hard life. Quinn herself is a kind girl. But something she does really concerns him. Like a...curse?
Other:
- Allergic to mushrooms. Found it out the hard way.
- Superb swimmer.
- Favorite real world animal: Frogs. So many of them at the lakefront!
- Favorite mythological animal: Capricorn
- Idolizes the Sentinels from tales told by the old folks.
- Flirty by nature.
- Mythology is to him as continents are to the other four Sentinels.
Name: Gawain
Age: 25
Ranger Color: Gold
Home: Earth/Avalon
Personality:
Gawain, famed Knight of the Round Table, nephew to King Arthur and known to have his strength depend on the time of the day. Or so the stories say, anyway.
He is all a knight should be: Valiant, righteous, gallant, compassionate when needed be and brave... except for the fact he's terrified of the dark. One simply can't know what might lurk out there. His sense of right, duty, and honor might get him into trouble at times, but he has a good heart and means well. He is a formidable warrior, fiercely loyal to his king (or Sentinel leader) and family. He is a friend to young knights (or Sentinels), a defender of the poor, and as "the Maidens' Knight", a defender of women as well. He does, however, have quite the bit of trouble adapting to the new time his new friends and allies take him to. Thankfully he still remembers Novus and Fate, so he's not entirely on his own in the "not understanding the world" part.
Being born many centuries ago, it makes sense for him that a man fights to keep a woman safe, and that said woman keeps to the sidelines. So the Sentinels being led by a young, foul-mouthed woman... He is not all that keen on that in the beginning. It's one of the many things he'll need to get used to now that he's living in a different time.
Background:
About 900 years ago, Gawain was a member of an earlier generation of Sentinels. He fought alongside his friends; Leonard, Arnaut, Dedric, Guimond, and Rosemary to keep Vorkalth and his evil lackeys at bay. Their journey took them to Avalon, a realm where they all felt very much at place considering the time they came from. Here, Gawain was mortally wounded, and the only way to save him was by making him a part of Avalon and its legends. So technically, there never was a Gawain in the legends of King Arthur until he was made a part of it.
His Charm and memories have been mostly sealed way in the hundreds of years that passed. What Gawain remembered was mostly played off as visions or terrible nightmares. But now that there's a new generation of Sentinels in the realm who need his help, and now that vile warriors are rising from the underground, Gawain regains his memories to fight against Vorkalth once more.
Other:
- Scared of the dark
- Womanizer
- (almost) Always willing to grab something to eat
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