*comes back through hours later, falls to one knee* I shouldn't have, the memories... I can't, it just doesn't work, it isn't fair... *gets up shaking* *recites a passage* [i]I am strong No force shall push me No word shall bend me My past is yet gone But I am still very strong[/i] *is a bit better* Mother always knew best... *starts shaking again, falls to one knee* Oh Mother... *cries*

*confused* C'mon lets go *drags you into back seat, drives away*

(My RP character bio. Just so you know a bit about me, read it sll if you want, the backstory is what is up with me and the stuff I've been doing.) *stops sobbing* H-hey Julie. *smiles weakly* To the bar, please. [spoiler][quote][i]Originally posted in Group Digital Dojo[/i] [b]Name[/b]: Ragnell, aka Alondite [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Appearance[/b]: Brown skinned, jet black hair, and deep brown eyes. Wears green sage cloak, and keeps hair spiked at front. [b]Weapons[/b]: Gauntlets, exo, Ragnell , CRX-42, LRSR-1, various tomes, kard (small knife). [i][see Backstory for more info on weapons][/i] [b]Comrades:[/b] Tauros (mech juggernaut) [b]Affiliations Outside Dojo: [/b] Pherae Daein Caelin Begnion (weak) High Priests Bern (broken) FLOODZONE Bar [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [b]Family:[/b] None [i]{See Backstory for more info}[/i] [b]Age:[/b] 27 [b]Backstory:[/b] ]I was named after the holy sword Ragnell, which I now own. At the age of 3, I was left in the desert, alone. The priests said I was dirty, unholy, but people hated my parents, and money could do anything. I wondered the desert, only to be picked up by a stranger at the time. He kept me alive throughout the trial, and I returned unharmed. At the age of 5, I was brought to court along with my parents and brothers and sisters. A strange man, later to be known as Zec, was present at the court. It was then I learned that I was a descendant of Athos, and by that, I have dragon blood in me. The council declared me a threat, as with my family. To live, I had to kill my family, they had forced me to. My father, my mother, my brother and sisters, all bled and fell by my hand. I was only 5. At 8, I was witness to the Genocide of the Manaketes at Garj Plains, and watched thousands of the now extinct race burn, bleed, or fry to death. At 10, I was used as a child soldier in the Holy War, and killed many. My friends, they died that war. When I came back, now 12, I found my cousins and uncles and aunts being lined up. They were all beheaded before me. My friends, now knowing my descent, aboandoned me. For 9 years, I lived in solitude, every friend I made ran, every love I had left, all family dead. I was left behind, an outcast. I resolved to change Bern for the better, and studied the Arcane, fighting, weaponry, tactics, everything I could for those 9 years. I resurfaced at an Arcane Tournament, and impressed the elders. I made friends with a fellow mage, Pent. We worked together, and in 4 years, we made it to the Council. I put my past aside and served Bern, changed laws, helped make it a better country. I had completely forgotten my past, I fell in love once more, and was living happily. Then, one night I was forced out of my house by none other than Zec himself. He killed my love right before my eyes, I was helpless. I was then brought to court, for heresy and treason. Proven not guilty, I resolved to get stronger and traveled abroad, learning, training. I made a kard, had it blessed by the high priest Renault. Pent, my only true friend then, went to serve {REDACTED}, and guarded Athos's tomb at the {REDACTED}. I then came here, after much time of arcane training, did physical training. I tinkered, made my technological wonders (ie VDES, Tauros, CRX-42, LRSR-1, etc), and then found out Zec had taken over Bern in the Councils absence. On their return, they were murdered, more friends of mine gone. With only Pent left, I wondered if I would ever have someone to love, all who enter my life exit it dead. I'm in the process of taking Bern back, and foiling Zec's plans to release the dragon gods at Dragon's Gate. With the aid of my relations, we are making progress, but work is slow. Bern has the largest army in the realm, a force to be reckoned with. Forever, I remain alone... [i]Account from Council Member April, during Arcane Tournaments The one known as Ragnell truly shows promise, but his past troubles me. Can a man truly take that much suffering? Let alone one his age? I vouch for him to be on the Council, but I will keep an eye on him.[/i] [i]Account from Soldier in Ragnell's Rebel Army He is a good man, his past, not so good. No one knows his past save a few, he keeps it quiet, holds it well. He is fearless in battle, he'll risk his life for lower troops such as I. But as they say, your past will catch up with you one day.[/i][/quote][/spoiler]

*drives you to the bar*

*slides 75 gold* Th-thanks *disembarks*