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Post by cat on Dec 23, 2011 18:56:54 GMT -5
 Mordred raced through the forests jumping over roots dodging arrows that bolted past his head. He was small but quick. His breath heavy with exhaustion, he was sweaty and his face was bloody from all the tree branches smacking him. He was scared and his heart was racing he thought it would explode out of his chest. "Get that druid! Don't let him escape!" a man yelled, he was close and every time he took a step the earth trembled beneath Mordred's body. With his hair plastered to his face he did not look back but instead he ran as fast and as far as his feet could carry him, those men closing in on his trail. Not thinking Mordred tipped over a thick root and plummeted to the earth covering him in mud. The men were right there surrounding him when he looked up and at that moment his heart sank to his stomach. The little boy looked up with fear in his icy blue eyes, his chest rising and falling a mile a minute. What was he to do. Scooting away as they closed in on him. Mordred's feet digging into the wet Earth trying to find grip to push him faster. Sadly it was no use they had trapped him.
Shaking his head he closed his eyes and with all his might he yelled with both his mind and his voice sending a wave of force that made the men around him fly backwards in mid air. The force was so strong that it had killed many of them and others seriously injured. His eyes flew open and he began to turn and run. Mordred only got so far until something large and hard hit him over the head. His eye site went blurry and he felt as if he went deaf. Soon everything went black, Mordred was knocked unconscious. The men picked him up and tossed him in shackles and chains loading him into the back of the wagon that was surrounded by bars. Mordred was in a cage. The men laughed and cheered and drank their night away in merriment that they caught the druid boy. Surly someone would pay good money for him.
Waking with a bloody welt on his head he looked around at the men who were passed out or still drinking themselves into a coma. With the fire bright and warm Mordred sat in the dark too far to feel the warmth it shed. Wrapping himself up in his green cloak he sat in the corner trying to think of a way to escape. He was powerful but too young to know just what he could do. Mordred needed help an ally he could rely on. The boy was scared and alone he had no idea what they were going to do with him. The worst he suspected was death because he was of magic origin and that was forbidden. With a small sigh he gently leaned his head against the cage in deep thought, there was something he could do all he had to do was think of it before it was too late. If only his master was still alive he would know what to do. Shaking that painful thought away now was no time to sulk not when his own life was at stake and too give up easily would be like spitting on his masters grave. Mordred would get out of this sticky situation. Things always worked to his benefit one way or another. |
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Post by cat on Dec 15, 2011 19:20:21 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Mordred
.:Nick Name:. Mordred
.:Age:. 10/11
.:Race:. Human
.:Status:. Druid//Sorcerer
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Mordred is a small boy, he is young with a wonderful complexion though he has bags under his eyes as if he looks like he doesn't sleep which is mostly true since he is always on the run for his life. The boy is skinny but well nourished. He has short dark brown hair that is messy but straight at the same time he has a pale complexion with big deep light icy blue eyes. His heart is just as icy as his eyes to. As for what he wears it is all the same thing. ragged brown clothes with a forest green cape to keep him warm. His shoes are run down. He has the hands of a worker, they are rough and dirty but everything is worth it him. His smile is kind but wicked and his lips are full sporting a lightish pink color that are chapped. Overall he is a very cute little boy who has more going on than one will ever know.
.:Height:. Short
.:Portrayed by:. Kenneth Asa Butterfield
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Mordred is a quiet boy, infact he is so quiet most people think he is mute but really he is just using his telepathic abilities to speak to one through their minds. He may be small but packs a magical punch he is mean and cruel and plans on to get revenge for his people. At the moment he is just a child but his destiny shows something big and rather evil. He is kind to those like him or those who aid him but cross him and he will never forget nor forgive and one will rue the day they betrayed him. Over all there is not much to him, he is still young and rather shy he does not talk to people and is still training when it comes to his magic even though he is very powerful as is.
.:Strengths:.
* Magic
* Staying In Control
* Survival Instincts
* Wit
* Intelligent
.:Weaknesses:.
* Physically Weak
* Does not know all of his abilities
* Not very Trusting
* Still Just a Child
* Animals
.:Magic Abilities:.
* Telepathic: Moving Objects with his mind
* Telekenetic Powers
* Does not need Spells or incantations to do a spell
.:Special Skills:.
* Just by screaming with his voice and his mind he can send people or objects flying backwards without touching them and it can seriously injure or kill someone.
.:Accents:. English
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Unknown
.:Family:. Father: Cerdan: Deceased all other family members unknown, though those of magic origin are his Kin and he lived with the Druid people before.
.:Occupation:. None
.:Current Location of Residence:. The Wilds Somewhere
.:History:. Mordred was born to a mother and a father though the only person he knew of was his father Cerdan who showed him how to use his powers though they were separated in Camelot and his father was executed by Uthar Pendragon for practising sorcery, though Mordred did not see it he felt it within him. After the execution Mordred sought out help to hide from the guards where he met Merlin and Morgana. They housed him in Morgana's quarters where the two developed a bond that will never be broken. During his hide out he was struck by a guard and his wound began to fester and make him ill. Luckily he recovered from it was able to make his way back to the Druids where he lived thanks to Prince Arthur. During his stay with Morgana Merlin sought the advice of the accent Dragon who told him that it was Mordred's destiny to kill Arthur but because he was a child Merlin allowed him to live.
It was not too much longer when Mordred became reunited with Morgana. She came to the Druids for help but ended up injuring herself but thanks to Mordred the druids saved her and agreed to help. Mordred was happy to see her once again, without saying it he kind of saw her like a mother figure because he never had one but did not know her well enough but the connection was enough to make him close to her. Her stay did not last long when Arthur and his men came in search for her killing those who got in their way. Morgana went back and by luck Mordred escaped into the wilds. Seeking help he came across some bandits who were lead by a sorcerer names Alvarr. With their alliance they snuck into the castle and up to Morgana's chambers where the sought out her help in stealing the crystal, she reluctently agreed and brought it to them in the middle of the night. Happy to see her he took the crystal and tried to grasp it's powers. But the crystal was an artifact that was of magic use Uthar demanded it back before it got into the hands of evil so when the knights of Camelot went in search of it they found the camp where Mordred was and began to fight. Capturing Alvarr and trying to get Mordred no thanks to Merlin who used his powers to capture him where Mordred told him that he would never forget nor would he ever forgive him and once again escaped into the darkness of the forest. He was going to get his revenge one way or another he just needs to find the right alliance this time one that involves Morgana.
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