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A Frenchman. Some would describe him as a puny Frenchman. Are they not correct? He is a son of a royal family, but has little to do with them, or any other being. He is determined on a road to greatness.
He is a little man with a big Napoleon complex. He sees himself as the superior to all of the 'apes' that he is forced to live with, and forced to join classrooms with. It's shamefull, a man of his intellect and status to be insulted so deeply. Elroy is ashamed to be living inside such a filthy joint, awaiting to meet another man who would challenge him in HIS own room. It's a disgrace. He dreads being placed in a room with anything other than a man...If any of those...disgusting...creatures that he would demand be sent to the front lines came to be there with him, what a conflict would occur.
He is very snobbish, very hard to get along with, but in a strange sense...very trustworthy at the same time. Well...Under most conditions, that is.
He uses the standard military equiptment that is issues. Although, he is a traditionalist. He likes the old ways, especially when France was....France. There aren't many actual Frenchman, or French speakers left. Alot of them died in the bombings, and the rest were converted to English, and the next generation of Frenchman were taught nothing but English.
He carries around a rapier, and is yet to find another opponent in fencing. That is his speciality, fighting for show, even though his 'antique' fencing blade is real, and could kill someone in the right hands.
Fencing is a Franc's traditional form of intertainment since the 14th century.
Where to begin?
He was raised by a teacher from birth. His mother and father were the royals far in the background, who may throw in a few buck or two when they want to send him off elsewhere. Frankly, they are just as obnoxious as him. That's where he unknowingly gets his high self esteem, and thoughts of superiourity of the Old French, to the new world. He considers himself part of the Old French, and happily has the French flag mounted in his dorm room.
Being raised in an academy, with very few others, far from the death and destruction that has happened, he knows very little about what it has caused in the long run. He has been pampered, and treated like a king his whole life. In that process, he has adopted the feeling that he is one--one who is still gaining power to his throne. After being raised in the academy, and doing much fencing with his fellow students, firing practice with guns of many different eras. He was then introduced further to the modern world, and the hell that it has now become.
The more he was made th study, the bigger that hate for these creatures came over them--even though that is not the original intent.
A few years later, he was sent to study at a military college. Soon after, he learned that he was going to have to be...working with these...inhumane...and brute-like animals.