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Post by thecheater on May 9, 2011 13:23:55 GMT -5
"The the training yard, sire, to look for the others." He admitted, as he had been coming from his rooms and heading out there in hopes of finding Lancelot or Gwaine, or even Elyan. Some of the others didn't seem to approve of them all being out there and he didn't want to fight against them until they were more used to him. Besides, he wasn't a skilled swordsman, like they were. He'd not trained since birth. However if he got a hit or two in, the battle was over. He knew to aim hard, and where to aim.
How had he saw things? "I did not expect to be a knight." He admitted, still finding that part beyond surprising. "I thought we would fight for years, before anything started to turn in our favor." Not fight an hour and be named victors. "I guess I thought we'd be more bodyguards then knights." He joked with a smile and laugh. He's thought the prince (who is now KING) would travel from kingdom to kingdom seeking aim and he's be there to make sure this Morgana and her stolen men from Cenred did not get to him before he could do his job.
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Post by thecheater on May 9, 2011 13:13:45 GMT -5
Arthur! The prince wanted to him call him Arthur! Percival watched him a moment to make sure it wasn't a joke or tease before he smiled like the little kid he felt like and repeated the name, "Arthur." It was in agreement in to not call him your highness, for it seemed for some reason he didn't want his titled used out here. Percival was almost bouncing with the excitement of getting the honor of a first name with a prince!
They all seem to know that they needed to keep moving. so soon they were on their feet, and heading deeper into the woods to wherever the prince--Arthur decided they needed to go. Percival stayed near the old man, Gaius and the girl, Gwen while they were all walking. Gaius seemed too old to be on an adventure such as this, and Percival wanted to make sure he was alright. The rest were younger, and sued to rough tails. At lest the men were. When they camped for the night, Percival offered to take the watches so some of the others could sleep.
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Post by thecheater on May 8, 2011 12:01:53 GMT -5
Right. Tall. Black Hair. Eyes eyes. Tall. Black Hair. Evil eyes. Tall Black Hair Evil eyes. He keep thinking in his head as he walked around the castle to help look for any signs that she might have hidden and be still waiting for escape. He did not know the castle and until today had never even seen it before! He had yet to see the front of it as well! So finding his way around was even harder then one might think. He ended up sticking his head out the window every now and then to get his bearings.
He was walking down the hall when he heard a voice. Looked up (or down) he saw a knight--a real knight! Well, he was a real one now too, but a real real one was there. Talking about Morgana. "I have never seen her before." He admitted knowing she could walk past him and he would not know it. Yet he would stop any dark haired girl and take her ...... he didn't know where to take her either. The knight keep speaking and stopped his thinking. "I am Percival." Sir! He forgot the S-sir part! "Sir Percival." He corrected trying to should casual. He smiled at the compliment, "I am still surprised we won."
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Post by thecheater on May 8, 2011 11:47:18 GMT -5
Percival was standing there as Lancelot introduced the Prince to who he was! The prince had walked over to them and even went as far as to offer Percival his hand in greeting. Percival felt his shoulder square off a bit before extended his own hand in a greeting. He wanted to give the Prince an firm shake of the hand to show that he was a strong minded person. He father had always said that was important.
He paused for a moment to calm his excitement so he would not seem too much like the little boy meeting a real knight. He gave the Prince the strong handshake that he had been aiming for and had to spoke in a nervous tone when he finally got some words out. "Your Highness." He greeted, trying to show formality and respect tot he man who would be one day a King of the realm.
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Post by thecheater on May 8, 2011 11:26:43 GMT -5
The KING was honored to walk with him! Percival fell into place a few steps behind him both in a form of respect and because while the hall ways were large enough for people to walk in twos or threes, Percival was large enough that it would be more comfortable for him to be just behind Arthur, rather then beside him. "I am still learning the castle." He admitted sheepishly, "From the inside it's hard to tell where your going."
To his liking!? He was a knight in the greatest army there ever had been and the KING him self seemed to take an personal interest in his training! Yeeaaahhhh! Everything was to his liking. "My room is the size of the whole house I grew up in." He said sounding a bit excited for everything that was happening. "I did not expected all this when I joined Lancelot to come here." He had assumed they would spend years fighting for the kingdom back, not win it back in a single hour. When Arthur had knighted him he had taken it so seriously, and vowed to him self to be as noble as Leon and as strong as Arthur seemed to be when doing his knightly jobs.
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Post by thecheater on May 6, 2011 19:15:02 GMT -5
Right right left left right left right? Or was it right right left left right right left left? Or maybe that was a first left and then two rights? Percival stopped walking before he got more lost. He looked around but the only thing he could see was stone walls that just so happened to look all the same! The hall ways were wide but he became to feel trapped! If he could find a window he would just climb out and re-enter the castle and try to find that left again. Or the right again.
He was standing there was the was the King walk by, and pause to look his way. Percival just stood there watching him, hoping that he would not guess the non-est knight-knight was not lost----again. He called his name and Percival grinned feeling sheepish, "Sire. I was just--" He looked around for a moment before giving up, "--coming to find you." Percival jogged over to him and came to land near him. "Can I walk you out?"
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Post by thecheater on May 6, 2011 18:45:59 GMT -5
They were in Camelot! Percival could not help but the feel his blood pumping with the excitement of being here and knowing what was coming: A Fight. Lancelot apparently knew the Pprriinnccee of Camelot and they were going to join up with him because Cenred's army had taken control of the capital. Percival held no love for Cenred nor his men after their attack on his village, for sport and training it seemed more then any need to control or dominate. It was rare he grew angry, and showed it but when that 'king's' name was tossed about he felt the heavy weight in his heart and the bitterness rise in his throat.
They were camping in the woods when sounds of trouble reached them. chasing down the yells and voices they found a gully full of men and a girl being chased by others. Knowing that these men were the ones that served the trader queen, he decided that while he could not kill an immortal man he could block their path. With so many rocks lose on the edge, he ran up to some of them and gave a yell "LOOK OUT!" Before putting his back against them and pushing.-------HARD.
Percival felt himself bounce with both excitement and pride as he watched them block the path and part the two parties blow! Yeah! He turned and hurried over behind Lancelot but before he could get a good look at everyone below they were running again. It was a long walk until the gully and the cliff's edge flattened out to one level and they could join the group. Was that the prince? Which one was the prince? The one in the armor, surely. He wanted to ask Lancelot but knew it was better not to look like he was twelve when about to meet the prince. Instead he just walked up to the edge of the group and waited while the one in armor walked over to him.
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Post by thecheater on May 6, 2011 0:00:24 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Percival
.:Nick Name:. None
.:Age:. 26
.:Race:. Escetian
.:Status:. Nomad turned Knight Of Camelot
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Percival towers above all that he meats, as he is an impressive six feet and six inches tall. His build matched the height as Percival's years on the farm and working hard has given him the psychical strength to appear the might man beast.
.:Height:. Six Feet Six Inches
.:Portrayed by:. Tom Hopper
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Contrary to his massive size and arms of steel, the courageous Percival is a very gentle guy. He likes long walks, pretty girls, and is actually rather shy around them. Born and raised in the smallest and poorest of towns before he lost everything, Percival is quite literally the country boy in the big city.
Percival is no so shy when it comes to standing up for what he believes. He is no afraid of facing down his foes and fighting back. However; put a pretty girl in front of him, and he is not quite so sure as to what to do.
Percival knows his skills is his fighting, and not his talking and he often relies more on one then the other.
.:Strengths:. Strong | Kind | Courageous
.:Weaknesses:. Pretty girls | Not used to the big city | Shy
.:Magic Abilities:. None
.:Special Skills:. His midevil 'guns' in the style of two massive arms, perfect for hitting a man into his doom, or turning a simple sword into an steel rod of death.
.:Accents:. Escetianish
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Escetia
.:Family:. None left alive
.:Occupation:. Knight Of Camelot
.:Current Location of Residence:. Camelot
.:History:. The simple farmer's boy was born in a dirt poor village in the heart of Escetia, and was raised to work hard, and enjoy family. He would play fight with her brothers sometimes, using sticks for swords or just rough house til their mother got her wooden spoon and threaten to beat them if they brother another one of her good chairs. There were not too many other families near by, so by the age of eighteen he was still unwed but his mother reminded him of that every single say.
When Cenred and his evil men of death rolled into his little nothing town and raided it, stealing everything they could and burning the rest of it for kicks, Percival fought back. He was shot down with a cross bow and by the time he awoke his family and home where gone. Some traveling men had found him and a few others that survived and given them aid.
Percival became a nomad, not sure what to do with him self until he met Lancelot and though him Arthur the Prince of Camelot (That was exciting!) and of stories every one told. When Arthur went to try to save his father, Percival swore to follow him and help (Cause it was the KING!) and for his efforts he was knighted. Now the simple little farmer is a knight of the greatest army that ever walked the earth, and he loves every moment of it (which would be why he can't stop smiling!)
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