Author Games: A Knight's Valor

Odin "Oak" Agra Kaci of Tanad

♔ Character Name: Odin "Oak" Agra Kaci

♔ Gender: Female

♔ Age: 18

♔ Birthplace: Tanad

♔ Physical Appearance: Odin or if better said, Oak, was born with shimmery blonde hair. Her defined cheekbones and small chin cause her to look like she suffered from malnutrition. Her golden-tan contrasted greatly from her light brown eyes, but there is nothing special about them. She often doesn't get enough rest, so eye bags are evident. She also had scratches (and several bite marks) all over her body, but they mostly scatter about her arms. And after looking at her overall face, you can conclude she looks like a 50-year-old out of a sewer rather than a young and fresh 18-year-old.

♔ Personality: Oak was always the quiet one. She loved and still loves to hit trees and scratch the dirt with her fingernails till they bled; it brought her joy. Most would call her a masochist, but deep down, she knew she wasn't. She just liked the thought and feeling of hurting herself till it made her scream with joy and pain. There was a reason for this, but it wasn't one she would simply tell. Oak goes with the flow and doesn't speak much, or even at all. And when she's all alone, she's this masochistic lady with bruises and cuts.

♔ Past: When Oak was younger, her father had barged into her room. There he did unspeakable things to her, causing her to beg him to leave, but of course he didn't. Once his deed was done did he only leave. Oak cried all night, both physical and emotional pain washing over her. A few moons past before her father had a heart-attack and died. She didn't care. Oak was loyal, yes, but not to those who strip down her dignity.

She began her cutting and pain dwelling pleasures based on the incident with her father. After he had done what he had done with her, she had accidentally knocked her head onto the bedpost. A bumped formed, and it had felt so good to have it there. When she pressed onto it, the waves of pain were too good to have. And from that day on, she bit herself, cut herself, harmed herself.

Oak also practiced a lot of swordsmanship and archery in the lush green fields behind the small cottages they called home. The blue skies brought her hope that she can be a great knight with great valor. That is why she decided to test her jousting skills in a tournament, in high hopes that it would bring her back her dignity.

♔ Skills: Oak likes to practice with blades even though her people skills need working on. But besides using knives to to cut skin and vegetables, she is a very good barber. Chopping long locks and trimming horse manes is her free time specialty. She self-thought herself, but Oak knows there's still room for improvement.

♔ Strengths: Oak used to practice with swords with her Mother's stable boy, but he had died of lung cancer before she could learn the intermediate turns. Other than that, she is also very good at keeping secrets and remaining shut.

♔ Weaknesses: Despite the reputation of the people of Tanad being friendly, she is the few that isn't. And because of this, her silent state, and gashes, most tend to avoid her, thus causing the lack of companionship.

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COMMENTS FROM THE ROYAL COURT:

♕ King Artheur: Crime of such magnitude is never  tolerated under my rule. Child, you will find  justice swift if ever such a thing should befall you again.

♕ Queen Melinda: What an ugly thing. I'll be amazed if you get close to winning.

♕ Roland Delmere: You think you've had a hard life thus-far? Just you wait my dear, for the lifeblood of politics runs much colder than even that of the one you called father...

♞Sir Thomas: Pretty girls should never be forced to have a hard life. But it seems to have made you strong, my dear. I worry, however, for your safety. To inflict pain upon oneself is to flirt with death. You'd be better off flirting with me. 

♞Sir Adeline: Ignore Roland, he's a grumpy old man. You will do well here. Fight strong and work harder.