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Sir Cole Borander

"My blade is a symbol of the broken oaths of the Slayers. I keep my oaths."

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a character in “Tales of Dair: The Last of The Slayers”, as played by 7achary

Description

Image Credit for this drawing goes to *staino on DeviantArt

Name: Cole Borander, Knight of the Broken Blade

Age: 22

Race: Human

Appearance: Cole stands at 6' with broad shoulders and a upright, proud gait. His blonde hair is cut short and loose over green eyes. His nose is aquiline over a clean shaven face with a strong, prominent jaw.

He wears the blue cloak of his Order (The Order of Knights) over dull steel plate armor and the white tabard of the Araithe City Watch, marking him as a commoner raised to knighthood with no sigil of his own.

Personality: Well spoken, though his words lack the flowery prose of the nobility, and straight forward in his manner. Sir Borander has a commanding presence that lends him authority when shouting orders or dealing with the people of Araithe. His green eyes hold no warmth, making his smile seem awkward on his face when it appears.

Abilities: Cole is on his way to becoming a master swordsman, he is already one of the best blades in Araithe. He began his training under Dagovere Baewhite, a knight who many considered to be Gerard De’Curtio's equal with a blade. After Sir Baewhite's death Cole has sparred and trained with visiting master swordsmen from all three continents.

In the past year since his rise to knighthood, Cole has become a burgeoning leader of men. As befitting his station he has been tutored in tactics and strategy by some of the greatest generals Mere has to offer.

Cole has exceptionally good short hand, and is well read in the great philosophers. His investigative abilities, learned from his time in the watch, are sharp.

Equipment/Weapons: A great sword with a jagged tip from where it has been broken, dull plate armor, and a tempered dagger. Cole can treat his blade like an abnormally wide bastard sword. This means that he can use a shield with it, if necessary, but it is easier with both hands.

History: Cole was born the son of a scribe. His father, Franc, wrote missives and warrants for the City Watch. From an early age Cole was taught to read and write. His father would often get work from lords to make copies of particular books. Franc was always sure to make an extra copy for his son to read.

Scribes do not earn much of a living, and Cole's family lived in the poorer sections of town. He witnessed first hand who suffers from war and why order and law is important. When he turned thirteen he took a job as a runner for the City Watch and started training to become a Watchman.

When he was sixteen, and the war first reached Araithe, Cole was drafted into the Emperor's Army. He was placed under the command of Sir Dagovere Baewhite, who took a liking to the boy and made him his squire. The next few years of war and intense training changed him from a boy to man. Cole is most famous for the Battle of Goldstone Tower where Sir Baewhite fell under a score of enemy soldiers. Cole raised his mentor's broken blade against a Slayer and defeated the traitor.

Now he is no longer an official member of the Watch. With no war, and no noble title, Cole finds himself following senior knights into battle against bandits and outlaws. He is in the capital now as a protector for the nobility during the execution of the traitor Frost.

So begins...

Sir Cole Borander's Story

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#, as written by 7achary
The morning sun glinted brightly off of the armored knights arrayed in front of the Emperor's colonnade. One hand rested on the pommel of Cole's sword, the jagged point between his boots. Closing his eyes against the glare, the young knight rubbed along his jaw and the week's growth of blond bristle on his face. Sweat beaded his forehead and he could feel it trickling down between his shoulder blades. A pristine white tabard stood out against dull plate armor that shone with polish, but all the polish in the world could not remove the dents and scratches that marred it's surface. The blue cloak of the Order of Knights was draped loosely over his shoulders, it's ends barely rising in the breeze.

Cole largely ignored the ceremony, his eyes searching the crowd, looking for overt signs of a rescue attempt or protest. Nothing. He was not surprised. The signs of the last war could be seen in the crowd, crippled veterans and widows with children clustered about their skirts. Some had come here expecting vengeance for what they had lost, others in remembrance of a dream that never lived. His eyes shifted to the former Ranger of the North.

Frost glared back defiantly at the Emperor, mocking laughter in his voice and behind his eyes. This was a proud man, one who believed strongly that he had always made the right decisions. When the time finally came, Cole saw doubt in Frost's eyes. He saw the man's legs shake in fear. The young knight was ashamed for him and turned away. He would remember Frost with dignity. The ranger deserved death, but he also deserved respect. Cole was not the only one to lower his head in that moment.