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Maxime Trubois

An Ex-French Soldier Turned Revolutionary with a gift he tries to keep hidden.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Zarhara

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A faction of vampyric creatures who reign over the Cursed Wood. "Expect from thy blood no more than thy blood expects from thee."
This is the family who are infamous, the brood of Alucard (Dracula) and Mina Harker, the monarchs who sent Europe into grip of fear unlike the world had witnessed. This is the three siblings of Lucifer, the Blood Revolution, the death of all mankind.
Aligned by the night, these brave creatures are sworn to protect the citizens of Verinotte Hollow, in the name of the Vankoryth Detente.

Description

Full Name: Maxime Trubois

Age: 20

Age Appearance:19

Gender:Male

Race/Main:Human

Race/Sub: Wizard

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames: Fireblade, Max, Captain

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Marital Status: Single

Relationship Status: Single

Blood Type: A-

Birthplace: Paris France
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Date of Birth: 05/24/1769

Religion(s)Beliefs: Catholic

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings: None

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 140

Physical Condition: Fit

Eye Color:Blue

Rank: Formerly Captain

Education: Fairly good

Language(s): French and English

Current Residence: Paris, France

Former Residence:Paris, France

Lives with: Revolutionaries

Political Status: Enemy of the State

Organizations/Tribes/Clans: French Revolution

Former Affiliations: French Military

Disabilities:None

Personality: Insightful, Passionate about his beliefs.

General philosophy: Help others, Respect & Honor.

Most Prized Possession (Material Value): Officers Sword

Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): Fathers Ring

Life's Ambition: Free France, Get Married, Live a valued life.

Fears: Failure, Ghosts, Imprisonment.

Crippling Fear ( Single Biggest Fear): Not living up to expectations

Least Outspoken About: Art

Most Outspoken About: Politics

Favorite Word: Freedom

Mannerisms: "Vive La France!"

Morals: Honor & Respect

Positive Characteristics: Passion/ Compassion

Negative Characteristics: Tends not to listen to others views unless their in agreement with his own.

Weapons: Charleville musket, Flint Lock Dual Pistols, Officers Sword.

Armor: Image

Magic Abilites: To be added

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Maxime Trubois's Story

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The door to the bar was thrown open, and a man burst in in one hand he held a flint lock pistol in the other was an officers sword, he wore a french soldiers armor. His face was dirty and out side one could hear the sounds of a battle. "Vive La France!" He shouted as he entered but then looked at his surroundings. "Qu' est que c'est?"(What is this) He said as he lowered his weapons slightly.

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The man looked around confused he kept his weapons up and turned around and walked back out the door only to find himself not where he entered but on main street. He walked back into the bar. "Ou est Moi?" (Where am I?") He muttered then he noticed everyone was speaking English. "W-where am I?" He said this time in English a bit louder. This place was strange to him he eyed the server droids cautiously lowering his weapons but not stowing them.

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Maxime raised an eyebrow, nodding then almost jumped when Sirad appeared next to him. His sword went alight with a blue flame around it. Well there goes hiding my tricks. He thought, "What are you vile creature," He said trying not to listen to what Sirad was actually saying.

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"Are you some form of Demon?" He said as he reached for the cross around his neck. "My name is Maxime, Maxime Trubois." He said as the flame around his sword went out. He holstered his weapons for now and kept the cross necklace out rather than under his shirt and coat.

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"Lucifer! Now I see it. Get away from me!" He muttered leaving his weapons holstered he slowly began to back away. [i]What kind of crazy bar is this?[/i] "If your here then did- I die?" He muttered.

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Maxime continued to back away until he reached a nearby booth at the back wall. He sat down and stared out at the bar with a dumbfounded look on his face.

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Maxime walked into the bar once again a frown on his face. It seemed he was stuck in this place with no way home. C'est n'a pas possible!(It is not possible) He thought as he crossed the room and took a seat at the counter. He had managed to make some money in a shooting contest hopefully it could last him a few nights stay here.

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Maxime glanced around and ordered a warm baguette he wasn't one for trying new things. His food came and he got up paid for it and took it to go as he walked out the door.

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Maxime walked down the stairs and into the bar. He glanced around briefly sighing softly to himself. Crossing the room he took a seat at the counter and ordered a lemonade. " Je m'ennuie de Paris" (I miss Paris.) He muttered softly to himself as he looked over the patrons of the bar. He noticed the Lydia had a knife drawn and Seth had some strange looking weapons that Maxime was not familiar with. He placed a hand on one of his flintlock pistols discreetly as possible though he would rather not use it.

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Maxime watched the ongoings of the bar as more guns were pulled. "C'est tres dangerousx dans cette establishment." He muttered, (This establishment is very dangerous.) He still kept a hand idly on his own weapon. He smiled and thanks the strange metal thing that brought his drink.

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Maxime watched the ongoings of the bar as more guns were pulled. "C'est tres dangerousx dans cette establishment." He muttered, (This establishment is very dangerous.) He still kept a hand idly on his own weapon. He smiled and thanks the strange metal thing that brought his drink, but then he dropped it once the gun went off. "ZEUT!" he said aloud drawing out his flintlock pistol.

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Maxime watched as things played out and then a man walked in and shouted something about dropping weapons. He placed his gun on the ground. He still had his sword in easy reach if need be.

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Chek looked at the Woman. "I wouldn't do that If I were you." He said tossing his weapon aside. He eyed the grenade carefully. "You will make some enemies of you strike me down." He said crossing his arms. "Who arent afraid to kill you."

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Max decided not to wait lept over the counter grabbing his pistol before doing so and burst through the alley door.

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Chek walked behind the counter briskly and grabbed his blaster carbine. He pointed it at the woman. "Your under arrest mam." He said I have contacted the local authorities. He said pointing toward he ear comm.

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Maxime pushed the door to the bar opened and looked around. He walked across the room quickly trying not to stare at the strange beings in the bar. He walked to the counter and reached down by the stool to find what he was looking for amazingly it was still there. He pulled out his flintlock pistol and placed it in its respective holster. The he took a seat at the counter and ordered a glass of wine.

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Maxime walked down the stairs and into the bar. He stopped and looked around. After surveying the patrons briefly he crossed the room and took a seat at the counter.

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Maxime looked over. "Non Je Na pas.. Sorry." He said in mixed French and English. He sighed as he looked at the clock getting up he got up and left.

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The door to the bar creaked open as a man in a mix of french military garb entered the bar. A flintlock pistol and sword hung from his belt. He crossed the room swiftly and took a seat at the bar. He looked around for some sort of bartender.

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Maxime ordered a cup of tea and some bread off of the strange menu. He glanced around the place seemed very busy tonight. He removed his hat and placed it on the counter next to him. Will I ever return home?He thought gloomily to himself. He then noticed someone he had a dog with him. He turned to him. "Excuse moi, um do I know you?" He said with his usual french accent.

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Maxime nodded, "I'm Maxime Trubois," He said with a nod, he recognized the name and the dog. "Wait, I know you." He said almost a whisper. "But how are you here?" He muttered softly.

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"Oui well, If you must know I was on the barricades an then I went to get some ammo and medical supplies opened the door and well I ended up here." He said with a frown. I cant seem to get back. "

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Maxime nodded and listened to what he had to say. "The way you are talking is like it is over?" He said. He took a sip of his water and looked at his watch. "Well mon ami, I must be going. I don't trust the street here at night." He said as he waved to his friend and walked out the door.

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Maxime had decided to get out of the city and he had pratically ran out. That place seemed like a war zone to him. Now he seemed to be lost it was dark and he soon was becoming lost in the never ending wood. He clutched the hilt of his sword lightly in one hand as his other held the crystal on his necklace witch let off a faint blue glow. Pourquois!(WHy) He thought as he tried to make his way out of the woods.

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Maxime was confused and startled when he heard the voice. He was even more surprised to hear french. "Oui, je suis perdu, mais pourquoi êtes-vous dans un endroit si mystérieux que cela? " He remarked, then he thought about what the man continued to say. "Sons de la vie éternelle semble être un enfer éternel." He added something was nagging him to be wary of this man.