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Benedicte De La Courcel

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The Sea is My Home, and Like All Homes I Will Defend it to My Dying Breath -Benedicte De La Courcel

Special Equipment:

A dark brown head band that protects the wearer from mind attacks.

Appearance:

Benedicte looked all his 31 years he has lived. With pitch black hair and greying lines running through it, it is tied up in a pony tail and held up with the head band. His face is taunt and rugged, with a gold-tee. He has wrinkles just starting to appear on his face and a wicked scar going straight down one of his piercing silverish-blue eyes. He is only 5’11 with a slim, but a body with corded muscle from years battling storms out in the sea.

Out on the open sea, he wears black pants with dark brown patches on his knees with black boots. He usually wears tunic, finding it uncomfortable, his body covered in dark scars over his tanned body from battles. On his arms he has a tatoo of an aqua blue sea serpent beginning at his shoulders and seeming to wrap around his hand, the head it’s mouth flared open showing fangs on the top of his hands.

Background:

Benedicte De La Courcel was born in Pella, a port city on the Western Coast. He was the son of the Lord Angriel De La Courcel, who commanded all the fleets of Caladin Warships. Benedicte was mostly raised by his supersticous mther who stayed by the old ways of the Dejy, who once moved along in nomadic tribes and were known to kill without guilt for little reasons. Benedicte was alone with his studies in school and was fatherless most of his life, his father gone almost always.

Benedicte soon left the comfort of his father’s house and joined the Navy, seeing a chance to see the world. He was only 14 then, and on a small ship he served on, he was the servant and had many whippings by the Captian of the ship who was cruel and merciless. Benedicte became tough and hardened by these experiences and got “salt in the blood” meaning he became a Mariner at last. He was ranked up to Lieutenant for taking this with no complaint.

Finally, after three years out on sea, he came home, a sea-hardened warrior of the seas. He came home to his nobel estate where he was greeted with at last with no one there, except his mother. It seemed, that father had died of desease some ten months ago. Rather then be grieved by this, Benedicte rejoiced, for now he was now Lord Courcel. He then, in improvisational ways, gave his inheritance to his mother and went to his real home, the sea.

There he joined the ship and soon reigned on the ship as captian at 23. Rather then come into the ports like most ships did when needed, Courcel and his ship lived by the sea, hutning in the sea and learning more then most of the sea. This, made Courcel and his men the best ship in all of the Navy’s Armada, and his King was glad to hear that after two years out on sea, they had passed the Maelstrom.

Now the Maelstrom, he a huge storm out on the Northwest of the Camalini Continent that never ends and stretched all across the sea to the Northeast border of Anfalas. It guarded the Cold Seas, from travelers for it guarded the only cleared way on land to the ruins of Kasmir, and the Gods, having used their great power against Kasmir had spilled it out into the sea causing the storm.

Benedicte did this amazing feat with atmost glee, jumping at the challenge and going at it like a hound(hence the name Hell Hound fitted the Captian). They came to the Cold Seas, and dodging around the icebergs came to the Northern coast where they saw out on land, ancient towers that had been built by the Kasmir to ward from attacks from the coast.

Benedicte was sad to leave this and the first to circle the continent came back to the ports. He, there was made a special honor and was allowed to become Warder of the Seas, a name in which was a great honor for it meant that the person could conquer the seas. Benedicte only said that he had rode the waves.

Benedicte, now 3 years later, is leading the Caladin Fleet to an unknown land, with only his wits he’ll have more then he can handle with this, for great and evil things wait on the coast of the new found land.

Roleplaying Notes:

Used in the Voyage by Maggot and Beowulf



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Comments ( 9 )
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EchoMirage
December 11, 2004, 3:25
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Well, you could explain his motives to greater depth, and distinguish him more from the other ragged sea wolves...
Not bad. A solid 3 I guess.
MoonHunter
December 11, 2004, 10:11
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Sailors... these are great adventuring fodder.
CaptainPenguin
December 11, 2004, 18:59
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Eh.
3/5.
Sentinel
December 11, 2004, 21:12
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Thanks for yer help
Numb
December 12, 2004, 14:38
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A sailor! I see enough of them here in Los Angelos!

3/5
CaptainPenguin
December 12, 2004, 14:54
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Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it Las Angelas? I don't live there, but...
Sentinel
December 12, 2004, 15:35
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No, Numb is right
Barbarian Horde
December 21, 2004, 2:34
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Some of this background doesn't fit or maybe needs more explanation. How could he be raised by a superstitious mother who held to the ways of the murdering nomads in the comfort of his fathers house. Superstitious doesnt lead to education and comfort. Nomad doesn't imply a house or inheritance. I'd clear that up a little first.

2/5
Voted valadaar
April 14, 2014, 11:07
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