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Name: Sir Jorge, Praeter, Tarkus, The Black Plague, The Purge, The Warden,  The Spurned one, The Flaming Herald, Devourer of Cities, Home Breaker, The Loveless One, etc.

Age: Before death 21 Current: 45 years

Nationality: Originally: USA Current: The Order States

Hometown: Lescaite outskirts

Current Residence: Unknown

Occupation: Former: Order Paladin, Knight Redemptor, Current: Knight Warden

Relationships:

Aabi (Living armor) Deceased

R'hun (Shoggoth maid/assistant) Deceased

Ne'zon (Adopted daughter/Shoggoth maid) Alive

Ka'thra (Adopted daughter/Shoggoth maid) Deceased

Physical Characteristics:

Human

Height: 6ft 2in was originally 5ft 6in but was gradually altered by the former Order CG to cut a more imposing appearance.

Weight: 250lb withount armor 270lb with armor

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Dark brown with a touch of grey

Skin color: Weathered medium caramel

Distinguishing feature: Weathered face and short and neatly kempt hair Longer on top and combed to the side and sort on the side.

Health: Immune to disease/posion. Still feels the pain of illness and poison, just won't succumb to them

Faults: Throughout his many years of war, travel he has learned to harden his heart and has difficulty forming bonds with others. While he can feign emotional connection and sympathize with others his feelings will mostly be a front.

Style:

Lescaite era: Almost always seen in his signature armor When out of it he usually wears an simple Knight tunic with the crest and colors of the Theocracy of Lescaite on it or a Dark leather jerkin ensemble. He prefers not to wear flashy or bright clothing due to the fact that it would draw more attention to his already large size.

Current era: When not in his armor he wears simple plain clothing. Worn white/off white button up shirt, Worn black slacks and worn brown leather shoes.

Attributes/Personality:

In the first few years with the order he was his usual cheerful self. A smile was always seen on his face and no matter how bad the situation became he always found a brightside and motivation to continue on. But as time passed one by one the people he cared for were taken by DE corruption or forced monsterization. And one by one he was forced to slay those he cared about.

Lore:

He was a soldier, a medic in a war that had been going on for more than a decade. He was in a desert village and separated from his platoon, alone and scared his training kicked in. He stood low and moved quietly and hid in an abandoned home. Little did he know that this would be his grave. Not long after he had taken shelter did the attack start. He fought them off for hours and had killed more than 30 men on his own when he met his demise. As his world faded to black a bright light pushed the darkness away and pulled his soul into the heavens. Suddenly another beam of light struck him and pulled him to the side and took him to a great dying heavenly being. It extended it's hand and angels/Valkyries brought him to the divine being.

"Oh brave champion of another faith and world I beseech thee. Heed my call for I am weary and dying, I have pulled you from your eternal paradise for I have seen that you are a man of great virtue and faith. I have failed to protect my people and now they are all in peril, please great champion If you accept my plea and save my people. If you take my hand I will make you invulnerable and immune to the corruptions of the flesh. You will be a paragon of humanity and will have the divine protection of my life. What say you champion reborn of ash, will you hear the pleas of a dying goddess and save my people?"

I extended my hand and touched her's, as I make contact my vision fades then recovers as I fall from low orbit above the planet. Around me I was enveloped in white light and began to re-enter like a meteor.

"Think of your equipment dear champion of mine and it shall be, the world you are entering is that of what you would call medieval so dress accordingly. Your appearance will change at your will, your equipment and armor will not encumber you and adapt to your situation as you wish. You will have powers beyond that of normal beings and strength to rival all."

I close my eyes and the light brightens and then dims to reveal a man clad in black armor.

"Dear champion your mission is to slay the demon lord and bring balance to this world. My time is coming to an end, and so your path shall be your own. My Valkyries and angels shall guide you on your journey, seek the order and you will learn the history of this world. Goodbye my champion for now I shall slumber swiftly for I am weary, let me rest my sweet champion." The light around me fades and then glows as her strength flows through me as I fall from the stars and crash into the  ground and emerge from the crater a man reborn with another purpose.

Abilities:

 Divine protection

Inhuman strength, stamina, endurance and durability.

Re-birth: Due to divine intervention should he die he will be rebuilt and reanimated on the spot. He will feel the pain of being brought back to life.

Minor pyromancy abilities.