Name: Skylar
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation: Guard
Faceclaim: Vito Basso (With long hair).
Personality: A knight in shining armor. That is what he strives to be. He wants to be perfect. A person of everyone's dreams. To achieve this, he often is found training in the morning and afternoon, whenever he has time. He must be perfect. He is a perfectionist. Thus, to be perfect, he must be loyal and do whatever is required of him without uttering a word against. This, he will not do. If something is wrong, he will clearly say it. Point out the faults. Attempt to craft a more appropriate plan of action.
His determination outlasts most, however his will is easy to bend. He can easily be gullible, particularly if he thinks a maiden likes him, or is need. Preferably the first, in his opinion. Yes, he is a hopeless romantic. He falls at the feet of nearly any women who casts him so much as a glance, yet if they do happen to fall for him. He would make it worth their while. He will quite happily give them plentiful of gifts, hold them tight as a storm rages on, and continually remind them of just how special they are. He also is a flirt at times.
Due to trying to seem perfect, he never lets people see a less then charming side to him. All his worried and insecurities tucked away under a mask, only to be let out when he is alone. After all, what knight had his own dragons to deal with? He was meant to be fighting other's dragons.
Backstory: Not much can be said about Skylar's past. He grew up on a farm, helping with the work whenever he can. Constantly trying to make it easier for others. Due to the constant bustling about, it has made him quite fit. Then, at age twelve he had made his resolution to become a knight. He was constantly whacking things with a stick, shouting, "Fear not, my fair lady!" His family at the time has just presumed it was another phase and it will pass. Thus, they were surprised to say the least when at age fifteen he had come home, announcing he had signed himself up to train to be a knight. His mother's wide eyes were not what he was expecting, and he had hurriedly embraced her, planting a wet kiss on her forehead to reassure her he would be alright. When he became of age, at eighteen, he became an actual knight. He had trained day and night and continued to do so, spending every waking hour to achieve perfection. Every mistake he cursed himself for, pushing himself harder. Yes, others were worried about him, yet he dismissed their fears. When he heard about the selection, it was the honour that was on his mind. Yes, being a guard was a little less dutiful and action packed as a knight, however in the end it was the same, was it not? You do as your told, and wield a sword. And when he received the news? He was over joyous, shouting in delight, awaking all his friends from their slumber.
Which kingdom are you from? Autalene
Thoughts on the feud: He has no thoughts on it. He is does as he is told. That is all that matters.
Password: Cinderella
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