Saber
Paladin of the Oath of the Crown
Arturia Pendragon (a.k.a. Saber)
Physical Description
Specialized Equipment
Saber has recovered her ancestral adamantine blade, Caliburn. This legendary blade is said to slice through stone with ease. Its scabbard prevents the carrier from being cut. She also found the armor she wore as king, which is forged from adamantine like Caliburn.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Centuries and centuries ago, a prophecy fulfilled made me king at the age of 15. I was still a child, and decided I must suppress my feelings in order to serve my people well. Though my rule was just, the people found me cold and distant. Over time, some began to question my fitness to rule, believing I had no sense of humanity. Evil took root in that doubt, and my kingdom fell to war. Though I led my army to victory and won back peace, I was mortally wounded. As I lay dying at the edge of the woods, I confessed to the closest of my knights that I believed I had failed my people as their king, and my fervent wish was that Torm would grant me the chance to find the balance between rulership and humanity.
I now find myself alive. Part of me knows I have spent ages in a dreamless slumber, but at the same time I feel like I just opened my eyes after a short nap by those trees. I ventured forth, searching for some sign of Torm's purpose in returning me here, now, to start over as a young knight errant in a land not my own.
Morality & Philosophy
Personality Traits
I suppress my emotions when focusing on my goals, leading others to think me cold.
I would rather live a life of peace than one of war.
I am gentle and slightly awkward when not pursuing a goal.
Ideals
Justice, duty, and sacrifice.
Bonds
I will never betray my honor, no matter the cost.
Flaws
I have no sense of self worth; I am only worthy through my service to others.
My first instinct when insulted is to draw my sword.
Personality Characteristics
Likes & Dislikes
Magicians are manipulators, seduced by power and concerned only with their own schemes. The first wizard I met wanted only to shape me for his own ends, to use the prophecy for his gain. The first witch I knew was a sister. She taught me fey secrets. But she would not understand. I could not love her as she wished. She betrayed me, a cut more deep that I ever knew I could bear.
I will never trust magicians again.
Social
Reign
A brief time, meant to inspire the future, but now lost to time.
Family Ties
A half sister, a witch, now dead. A counterfeit son, born of corrupt magic as a daughter, and slain by my hand.
I loved them both.
Relationships
King, once. Now, no longer, and good riddance.
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