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Post by boris on May 15, 2010 0:59:18 GMT -5
Boris saw the relief flit across her face and was momentarily confused. Perhaps she had expected him to hit her, or even yell at her. The knight was not that kind of man; but how was the girl to know that? "No need to thank me, I have not done anything heroic or something similar of the kind." Boris chuckled lightly, a warm smile directed towards the woman. He felt slightly odd, now that he realized she was short compared to his monstrous height. Boris took a quick glance around, and suddenly knew he was the tallest one there. And would stand out for it.
Glancing down at the young woman again, Boris sensed her excitement and he smiled even more. He guessed Camelot either didn't receive many outsiders, or she just didn't get out very often. "Yes, I am from afar. I come from a small village in West Yorkshire. This is my first time here in Camelot, and I...am amazed already just by the crowds." Boris confessed in a low husky voice, his blue eyes twinkling slightly. "I'm Boris by the way. And you are?" He took her hand gently and placed a chaste kiss upon it, a small smirk playing upon his lips.
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Post by boris on May 14, 2010 23:59:52 GMT -5
The ride to Camelot had been a long, and tiring one. Not to mention Kendal and Cailan were starting to bicker, horribly. Boris ran a calloused hand over the mane of his beautiful white stallion, Liara. "We are almost there, and soon you can rest." Boris whispered to her, as if she would understand his words. The horse flicked her head slightly, indicating to him she did indeed. Straightening up, Boris glanced behind at his arguing twins. "Would you two shut it already!" He groaned playfully, receiving the evil eye from Kendal while Cailan merely chuckled in response. Boris smirked a little to himself, nudging Liara so she could start to gallop.
Arriving at the gates of Camelot, Boris settled Liara while he waited for his brothers to catch up. Once they did, he smirked clearly at them. "I'm going to explore this little kingdom; would you be able to take Liara to the stables?" He asked softly, getting down from the saddle on Liara. Cailan nodded and nudged his horse forward so he could take the reigns of the white stallion. Boris donned the cloak that Kendal passed him; to hide the weapons he possessed and to blend in more with the crowd. "I shall see you at the tavern, my brothers." He nodded, rolling his eyes slightly as Kendal warned him to be careful and to stay out of trouble.
"You who know me best would tell me that of all people, brother?" Boris raised an eyebrow, but simply grinned as Kendal sighed in exaggeration. He then turned and disappeared into the gates of Camelot, his eyes widening as he surveyed the wandering crowds of the fabled kingdom. Never had he seen such bustle before; as his home village hadn't consisted of many people. Taking a few steps forward, Boris barely muffled a grunt as someone bumped into his back, and he turned around to gaze upon the face of the one who bumped him.
If Cailan was with him, he would no doubt be turning on his endless charm for the beautiful woman in front of Boris. "It is a simple mistake one could make in such crowds as these; you are certainly forgiven, my lady." The tawny blond haired man smiled down at her, his compassion and friendliness shining through.
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Post by boris on May 14, 2010 22:56:25 GMT -5
 So here we have Boris, the youngest of identical triplets by five minutes. His older brothers Kendal and Cailan are very protective of him, especially when it comes to battles and the like. Both of the older boys are slightly cocky, but like Boris they're easy going men who won't bite anyone's head off unless you ask for it. Kendal, the eldest of the triplets, is a very loud and spontaneous man whose buttons can be easily pushed if anyone threatens his younger brothers. He prefers actions rather than words but if it's necessary will listen. Cailan is slightly more cockier than Kendal, being the second of the triplets. He can be loud like Kendal, only if drunk though and certainly enjoys charming the women given the chance. Cailan likes to challenge his brothers, in a sword duel/joust/etc. Both of them are important when it comes to Boris' progress in life and so therefore I'd love it if one or both of them were to be played. Pretty please with a cherry on top?  |
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Post by boris on May 14, 2010 2:31:49 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Boris Au
.:Nick Name:. Bor, Bors
.:Age:. 24
.:Status:. Nomad
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Some women could define Boris as ruggedly handsome. His hair is a very messy dirty blond in which a few strands he sometimes braids. His gruff beard is the exact same color as his hair; though Boris refuses to let it grow to the extent where women would find it hideous. His eyes are a mysterious blue; when angry, some say they are that of a cold snowy storm. When in a good mood, they reflect those of the beautiful calm seas. Boris stands at 6.5, his muscles strong enough to wield deadly weapons to fell his enemies.
.:Height:. 6.5
.:Portrayed by:. Joel Edgerton
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Unlike the egos of his brothers, Boris is a quiet man. He prefers to settle arguments with reason rather than violence, but if it's necessary and it comes down to it then he will not hesitate to resort to bloodshed. Boris severely despises those who take advantage of the helpless, and would do anything to protect villagers and peasants. Boris also feels that to die in battle would be a glorious thing; he believes he has no other purpose than to serve the greater good. Though being a friendly and cheerful Knight, Boris has his moments where he'll take his anger out on anyone for no reason at all. Of course afterwards, he'll immediately apologize.
.:Strengths:.
•His brothers
•Reasonable
•Takes pride in who he is
•Respects those of higher status, even if he doesn't agree with their views
.:Weaknesses:.
•His brothers
•Can be a bit nosy at times
•Bottles emotions up
•Doesn't believe in love
.:Magic Abilities:. None at all
.:Special Skills:.
•Skilled with an axe
•Horse riding
.:Accents:. Northern English
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. West Yorkshire
.:Family:. His older brothers Kendal & Cailan (all three are triplets)
Mother: Luciana, dead. Father is unknown
.:Occupation:. Roaming the land searching for adventure
.:Current Location of Residence:. Camelot
.:History:. As the youngest of the triplets by five minutes, Boris has always been protected by his brothers. Always. All three are close to each other; some would even say they are best friends. Their father is unknown, as their mother refused to speak of him when any of the boys asked her about him. In their distant homeland, the triplets shared one common dream. To become a valiant Knight and defend all those who were helpless. However, Luciana became determined to drive this crazy notion from their heads and prevented them from ever getting hold of a weapon or something similar.
It wasn't until bandits came and burned the village that Luciana realized had she not stopped her sons from learning how to fight that everyone could have been saved. But she had realized this too late, for when she burned in her own home the triplets were nowhere to be found. Boris still carries this awful memory of the leaving the village behind to its fate, and the guilt that will never truly dissipate. To amend for their cowardice, the three have vowed to become Knights and protect any and all villages that were in dire need of help. So the road to Camelot began.
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