Post by ARTHUR! on Aug 7, 2009 16:38:49 GMT -4
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NAME; Arthur Pendragon, also known as “Wart.”[/size]
AGE; 11.
GENDER; Male.
FILM(S); Several, but the most well known is The Sword in the Stone (1963).
HEIGHT; 4’ 5”.
HAIR COLOR; Blonde.
EYE COLOR; Blue.
BUILD; Small and scrawny.
GENERAL APPEARANCE; Arthur is perhaps the scrawniest boy one will ever see. He stands at a mere 4’ 5”, and he doesn’t look intimidating in the slightest; in fact, quite the opposite. His willowy and lanky build could make a person think a gentle breeze could blow him away. Arthur’s skin is albeit pale, if merely because of malnutrition and spending much of his time in darkness. Several, barely noticeable scars lace his arms and legs; they’re from many beatings by Sirs Ector and Kay.
Thick, mid-length, blond hair is messy and unkempt, with several noticeable cowlicks protruding on top. He doesn’t really bother to mess with it, never finding the time to do so. Arthur’s hair surrounds an oval, boyish face. Thick eyebrows frame his large blue eyes, which are set evenly on either side of a thin and pointy nose. His lips are full, yet dry and colorless.
Arthur’s usual outfit is a red-violet tunic with short sleeves and a popup collar, dark orange tights, and red-violet shoes. A leather belt is fastened around his waist, from which hangs a small pouch with which he keeps gold in. As a king, he has to wear royal attire; however, it swallows him. It consists of an oversized red coat with mink lining, and a large, oversized crown. The crown continually slips off Arthur’s head, causing him to have to readjust it often; the sleeves of his robe continually engulf his arms, causing him to have to pull them up.
LIKES;
DISLIKES;
STRENGTHS;
WEAKNESSES;
PERSONALITY; Arthur isn't exactly what someone would consider “king” material. Rather, he doesn't even want to be King. He can be somewhat clumsy, and finds himself tripping a lot. This has accounted for many a broken dish in Sir Ector's household. It's also his clumsiness that has earned him many floggings from his foster father and foster brother. Arthur has little etiquette when it comes to being a royal, and his writing and reading skills are absolutely atrocious. That isn't to say, however, that he won't improve with time. He's certainly trying, and that's what counts.
He's quite shy, and is always worried he'll get in trouble for speaking his mind. Sir Ector and Sir Kay called it “popping off,” and it earned him “demerits” (i. e. hours to his chores). Rather than stand up for what he believes, Arthur thinks he should just keep quiet. This is one of the reasons he's so sullen much of the time. With Merlin's help, however, he's starting to open up. Arthur also has trouble making decisions, constantly needing guidance from others.
Despite his many flaws, he also has his many positives. He has a wonderful smile and a cheerful laugh, enough to warm anyone's heart. He speaks gently and politely, always addressing others as "Sir" or "Ma'am." Of course, some people don't like this, and prefer to be referred to more casually. Arthur has great initiative, and when he does something, he sets his mind to it. He puts his heart, mind, body, and soul into everything he does, and won't rest until he's finished. Despite his shyness and unwillingness to do some things, he's quite brave, and is willing to take risks when needed be. It's these qualities and more that will help lead Arthur to becoming the legend he's destined to become.
ASPIRATIONS;
HISTORY; Uther Pendragon was the kind and goodly King of the Britons. Despite being a fair and just ruler, he had his flaws. He was good friends with Gorlois, the Duke of Cornwall. After a glorious victory, the two friends held a magnificent feast in celebration. It was while at this feast that Uther met Gorlois’ wife, Igraine. Finding her to be exceedingly beautiful, Uther desired her for himself. He knew it was wrong of him to lust for another man’s wife, but his sinful desires gave him no peace.
He told Gorlois that the Saxons were planning an attack, and that Gorlois should go on ahead of him; he’d meet him soon. Gorlois sent Igraine to Tintagel Castle, but the Saxons weren’t attacking at all. Rather, Uther had set up a trap that Gorlois would be ambushed and killed in a nearby town. With Gorlois out of the way, he went to Merlin and asked him to help him console Igraine. Merlin, who’d been a longtime friend of Uther as Gorlois had been, couldn’t see through his trickery and transformed him into Gorlois’s likeness. Now able to enter Tintagel undetected, Uther managed to bed Igraine.
Now pregnant with his child, she accepted an offer of marriage from him and became Queen. Many months after, she gave birth to a son, Arthur. Knowing his enemies, the Saxons, would want to use Arthur to their advantage, Uther gave his son to Merlin. Though spiteful of Uther because of his deceit, Merlin couldn’t hold anything against Arthur, and smuggled him away. He left him on the steps of Sir Ector’s castle, and when Ector found him, he’d no idea of the baby’s past, save the name that was left in an anonymous letter.
It was to England’s sadness that Igraine died soon after, from what some say was a broken heart. Uther too became sick, but didn’t let his poor health get in the way of his royal duties. When time came that the Saxons were attacking, Uther set out with his men and waged battle. Though emerging victorious, he drank from a poisoned spring near Verulamium and died. With no ruler, the country fell into disarray and various nobles began fighting over who would take the throne. Legend says that God sent a sword from Heaven and placed it in an anvil in a churchyard. This sword, Excalibur, would decide who was rightfully King; only the true heir could pull it. Many men tried, but all failed, and Excalibur became overgrown with briars.
Arthur was raised alongside Kay, and his childhood was a hellish one indeed. He was given the unfortunate nickname of “Wart,” and was doing more chores than he was learning to be a knight. Shortly after his eleventh birthday, he accompanied Kay on a hunt. His falling from a rotting branch caused Kay to miss his mark, and chased into the forest, Arthur declared he’d retrieve Kay’s arrow. When he finally managed to find it, he found it was stuck in a tree. After climbing it, the branch broke and he fell into Merlin’s house. Merlin, who’d always been poor of memory, couldn’t remember him. After introductions (as well as tea and a show of magic), the boy, the wizard, and Archimedes (Merlin’s enchanted owl) set off for Ector’s castle.
It was after that Arthur’s life was divided between his page duties and his education. His first lesson with Merlin had been to become a perch; however, this ended with almost being eaten by a pike. Having come home late, Arthur was given “demerits” and forced to clean the dishes. Merlin, who was eager for another lesson, cast a spell that made the dishes clean themselves, and the two sneaked away once again. The lesson for that day had Arthur changed into a squirrel, but it ended with his first experience with women; also, the hurt feelings of the red squirrel (who’d eventually be transformed by Merlin into Guinevere, Arthur’s future wife). When they arrived back at the castle, Ector and the scullery maid began to argue with Merlin. Standing up for his teacher’s defense, Arthur was denied the trip to London and being Kay’s squire.
Though understandably upset, Merlin managed to cheer him up and coax him into continuing his education. Arthur was taught the basics of writing by Archimedes, and even received a failed demonstration of an airplane in flight. Having always dreamed of becoming a bird and flying, Merlin changed Arthur into a sparrow. The boy was nothing but excited, and after accompanying Archimedes, took to flying quite quickly. It was during his flight that he was pursued by a hawk, and he soon found himself falling down Madam Mim’s chimney. She didn’t like his affiliation or opinion of Merlin, and after showing him a bit of her magic, threatened to destroy him. She chased him in the form of a cat, and just as she was about to dispose of him, Merlin intervened.
Arthur and Archimedes watched from the sidelines as Merlin and Mim engaged in a wizard’s duel. Merlin emerged victorious, and it didn’t take long for the day of the trip to London to arrive. To Arthur’s luck and excitement, his fellow page, Hobbs, became sick with the mumps. After having become Kay’s squire, he hurried to Merlin’s tower to tell him the news. Merlin wasn’t thrilled, however, and when Arthur tried to defend himself, the wizard became furious and wished himself to Bermuda.
While in London, the recently knighted Kay was to enter a tournament whose winner would become the new King of the Britons. Arthur had forgotten Kay’s sword back at the inn, and after being chased away, he found the inn was closed. Archimedes pointed to Excalibur as a substitute, and when Arthur touched it, he heard a choir of angels singing and a holy light from above. Despite having been warned not to pull the sword, the boy knew Kay needed one and pulled out Excalibur anyway. When he hurried back, he tried to present the sword to Kay. Ector saw that it was Excalibur, and while everyone thought Arthur a liar after he told them he’d pulled the sword, they eventually decided to test the boy’s innocence. Ector dragged him back to the sword’s resting place and shoved it back into the stone. Arthur was asked to pull it out again.
When he tried, however, Kay grabbed him by the wrist and pushed him away. Kay and many other knights tried to pull it out themselves, but Sir Bart and Sir Pelinore said that Arthur should get a chance. After pulling Excalibur out the sword once again, everyone realized that Arthur was the true king. He was taken to the eventual Camelot and fitted with robes and a crown. Arthur didn’t like the idea of ruling a country, however, and attempts to escape were in vain. After the boy began calling for Merlin, the wizard shot through a window and saw what had become of his pupil. He finally remembered who Arthur truly was and revealed to him not only his past, but his future as well.
SAMPLE RP; Arthur saw that the great lion was thinking about something as he lowered himself into a sitting position. The boy wondered what he was thinking about. Arthur didn't know what went through the minds of animals, but he was sure that they were probably the same things humans thought about. What if...what if the lion was thinking about eating him? He didn't seem like he would, but Arthur could never be sure. The very prospect caused his scrawny frame to tremble like a tree being forcefully shaken. The boy knew full well that if that was what was to happen, he wouldn't stand a chance. The lion was clearly much larger and more powerful than he was. As close as the lion was, Arthur would've had little to no time to withdraw Excalibur from its sheath. And even if he could, he could hardly wield the oversized blade. Arthur could barely lift it, and it'd become too heavy to hold after a short time.
The boy was prepared to shoot up and bolt for it at any second, but the lion replied to his question, telling him that not only could he not help Arthur, but that he wasn't from this place either. Arthur's spirits fell considerably. What was he going to do? He was stranded in the middle of nowhere, with no food or water or shelter. How was he going to get back to England now? The dismay was present in the boy's solemn expression. "Oh..." he merely said. His blue eyes looked up at the lion again as he began to sniff the air. Arthur couldn't help but wonder why the lion was doing so. The lion suggested that they begin to move, to find some shelter from the unbearable heat. The boy pushed himself up to a standing position and nodded. "Yes, Sir." he said obediently.
Arthur did wish to get out of the sun. It was burning and blistering his milky skin, a very uncomfortable situation to deal with. Plus, the sweat that trickled down his brow was causing his clothes to become moist and stick to him. That his clothes were dark colored did nothing to help him. The lion offered to let Arthur walk in his shadow, or to ride on his back if he was tired. "M…may I ride you? I'm indeed awfully tired." He said it in a respectful way, not wanting to be a burden like he always thought he was. When asked his name, Arthur nodded. The expression on the lion's face was a fatherly one, filling Arthur with foreign feelings he'd never known. They were comfortable ones, causing the boy to feel more at ease. He'd never known his own father, for Uther had died when Arthur was just an infant. Despite being raised by him, Arthur could (and would) never accept Ector as his father. Ector and Kay had treated him with malice and cruelty, leaving unresigned feelings of anger towards them. "Oh, yes Sir, I do. My name's Arthur, but everyone calls me 'Wart.'" How he detested that nickname. He supposed he kept mentioning it because he was so used to being called so. "Might I ask who you are?" Arthur asked. He waited for a reply with a weak smile on his face, though still a bit shaky.
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