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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ethandrew" data-source="post: 3486001" data-attributes="member: 17456">If you're able to work this in, I'll definitely do it. I want his fall to be very recent.Here's what I'm thinking of back history. I haven't thought of a name yet. He comes from a long line of holy knights, his family usually leading the order. So all his life he and his younger brother had been working hard to be the best possible, as the eldest, all assumed the mantle would fall to him once his father died. As the leader of this order, he would possess all the power and wealth a man could dream; a lady in waiting was promised to the leader as well, the couple to be married at the passing of the mantle.After the death of his father his brother was chosen in lieu of him. Instead of accepting the responsibility of second in command, as was deemed his duty and honored with the gift of one of the order's most prized weapon and armor, he tore off his order's emblem and stormed out of the hall. That evening he requested a private meeting with his brother, who graciously oblidged him, not wanting to insult his elder brother anymore than had already occurred.At the meeting, he met the new leader of his order, his younger brother, three years his junior, with a beautiful new wife; his wife. Once he entered into the room, his new leader and new sister stood to greet him with a hug, but instead, our once noble knight plunged a dagger into his heart, killing him with a thrust and a slight twist. The woman shrieked with abject terror. Pulling the knife out, without wiping the blade, he grips the woman by her soft hair, jerking her head unnaturally back. Slowly and methodically, with as much malice as his still, cold hands can manage, he digs the double edged knife across her beautiful, slender throat, ending her maniacal sobs and cries.The door bursts open with half a dozen armed guards, looking on the murderous scene with nauseating surprise. Upon seeing these men surround him with swordpoints aimed at his unarmored flesh, he unceremoniously dumps the womans slender body onto the floor and drops the blade with a clang, raising his hands in surrender.Within hours, he was condemned, stripped of all titles, land, honors, and awards, as well as his newly forged equipment. Furthermore, startled at the sheer malevolence displayed in his premeditation, he was banished by the head of the priestly order. Not since the time of his greatgrandfather, some 90 years ago, had someone been banished. And it wasn't until the moment of this strange, unused magic being cast, that he shed his first tear.</blockquote>

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