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    Duncan Durand

    Thread Title: Duncan Durand

    Player: Jacob(jukub)

    Character Name: Duncan Durand "the bastard of white coast"
    Character Age: 20
    Gender: Male
    Birthday: December , 29th 196
    Current Location: White Coast
    House: House Durand
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    House Description/History: as written by Aloris

    House Durand is a proud house, nestled in the city of White Coast. They’ve been around for a very long time and are well established in the port city and are well-known throughout Tuneric. Considering they were instrumental in the re-establishment of the Shellten monarchy, the Durand’s take their position in White Coast as a very real means of protection on the Tuneric water front.

    House Durand’s main source of income is derived from the taxes levied on products moving in and out of the port. Being staunch supporters of the Shellten monarchy, House Durand is usually the first to advise Hebron of new people or products that might pass through their jurisdiction.

    Denizens of House Durand pray to many gods, most notably Moreesa, Ruzbin, Swaren, Iubita and Vifor. They participate heavily in Washing Day and usually travel as a whole to Hebron to participate in Ruzbin’s Tournament. House Durand has, in the past, proudly produced Champions of Ruzbin. It is not uncommon for the head of House Durand to send envoys to represent their house at feasts and celebrations for other gods and goddesses as well.

    Even though House Durand is prominent on land, they are also well-known as seafarers. They have a fleet of ships, most of which are chartered out to merchants and explorers, with House Durand earning commissions off of anything sold or discovered. There are three ships in the fleet specifically reserved as cruise ships for the Durand’s and their guests. These ships have spared no expense and offer the finest quality of room and board that can be found on a ship.

    Played By/Face Claim: Gerard Butler

    Appearance: Duncan stands a little over six feet tall and would weigh in about two hundred pounds. His body is very athletic and his muscles are tone. Giving the appearance of a active and energetic lifestyle. His raggedy, long blond hair falls a bit past his shoulders in length. The appearance of the hair would suggest he cared little for ceremony or for appearance. Maybe this would suggest he cared more about action then what laid on surface. His blue eyes are somewhat piercing in nature. Some would say it was as if he saw through you or looked completely past you. On his face he sports a short blond goatee. Being young, only time will tell if he lets it grown in more.

    His hands are course and callused. A trait not shared with many nobles. Being a bastard, it seemed that Duncan was allowed to take part of more mundane and physically activity sense he was not being trained to rule the house holdings that he was not going to inherit. on his upper right arm is a short scare that runs from the shoulder to his bicep. the scare is seen on him commonly but he refuses to divulge its origins.

    His dress is plain for the most part. Say for his commonly seen wolf pelt cape he likes to wear. though most nobles detest the sight as being oafish or untasteful. The wolf that makes the cape was said to have been slain by Duncan himself one night when we got lost hunting. a prize he wears gladly to others envious glares and arrogant snickers. Otherwise Duncan can be seen going about his activity's in a simple tunic with leather breeches. The color of which would very but more sea blue and grass green being among his more preferable colors. as well he would be commonly seen wearing a chain necklace that bears the symbol of Moreesa on it.

    On the rare occasions he is invited to court in white coast, he could be seen wearing more suited clothing. A long black tunic with silk white designs hemming the cuffs and collar of the shirt. A chain necklace with one of the gods he prays to. Forgoing his wolfcape for such occasions Duncan would wear a black with white trimmed cape.

    In the field of battle, Duncan would be seen with black leather scale over chainmail, black lather gloves and boots. Being a bastard, Duncan is not provided the best of protection. But the armor he has suffices none the less. Over the armor he likes to ride into competitions with his wolf pelt cape to show his intensity and savagery. He carry's with him a round shield with his family emblem on it as well as a longsword and a hand axe for extra protection. Commonly the shield would be worn on his back when not in use and the sword would be worn on his left and the axe on the right. The word would be hanging from a lather belt worn across his shoulder and chest. The axe would hang from a small leather strap off his belt.

    Personality: growing up a bastard in the Durand family was not as bad as other houses. but non the less life and law restricted much for the young Duncan. the inability to inherit any lands or titles as well as the constant mocking and ridicule from other nobles and even commoners and such behind his back. given such circumstances Duncan is left to constantly try and prove his worth in this world while still trying to maintain his honor and ideals.

    Dedicating much of his life and free time in the pursuit of knowledge and training. Duncan spent much of his life in the training field and the family library. This left him with a more dour personality. Not that he is not likeable or even jovial at times. Just that he takes most things very seriously.

    If others were to describe the young man they would use two words, honorable and pious. At a young age Duncan set a standard for himself. To be better then any other to prove he is not a wasteful bastard as was the stereo type. With that he began to train harder then most to perfect his mind and body. But as well he began down the path of faith for the gods. In the white coast, the most common gods to pray to are Moreesa, Ruzbin, Swaren, Iubita and Vifor. Chief in his heart Duncan is dedicated to Moreesa and Ruzbin. Both of which drove him to take to the sea and to train so rigorously for battle. His belief is that the gods should be worshiped every day to show true faith and favor. Not just when they are needed. Being a devout believer, Duncan always participates is Washing Day fully nude. As well he is commonly found at the shore praying to Moreesa. As well Duncan is known to hands his weapons of choice. An after every sparing match he prays for thanks and gives the honor of victory to Ruzbin.

    The pursuit of women is not something Duncan takes lightly. Being a bastard he is laughed away by most noblewomen. Leaving a bruised ego and a bashful Duncan in its wake. This has made Duncan a bit shy of all females and weary of there charms.

    Personal History: born on December , 29th 196 to Lawrence Durand and an unknown woman. Duncan was born into this world a bastard. As such he was looked over for many responsibilities and honors. While the other legitimate children were raised and tutored by the houses master-at-arms and stewards. Duncan had to seek out his own education.

    Finding a swordsman master was the hardest part. At the age of 8 Duncan looked all over White Coast for a man willing and skilled to teach the young bastard. One day the lad came upon a sell sword who was beset by several brigands. The sell sword dispatched then with ease say for one who managed to sneak up behind the sell sword. Duncan with out thought screamed out for the man to watch out. The man turned and finished the job. In turn for saving his live, the sell sword offered and began to teach young Duncan the way of the sword. This went on for many years till the sell sword grew too old and died.

    When still young, Duncan would spend days rummaging through the family library in search of something interesting to read. At this point the lad would spend his free time reading and writing down some of his more favorable passages. The books ranged from simple fairy tale books to books on math and tactical strategies of warfare.

    As the boys mind and sword arm grew so did his yearning for adventure. And the closest adventure was the nearby ocean. White Coast was known for its ships, many of which belonged to the Durand house. Duncan would take the opportunity to acquire a ship and sail when ever the moment arisen. This led to a love of sailing that even to this day almost outweighs other desires and concerns.

    Thought he was a bastard and frown upon by other nobles and most commoners. Duncan was not without friends. One was his half brother Jaime who would frequently come to the younger brother’s aid. This formed a bond between the two that even to this day stands strong. Despite all, Duncan will still defer to this older brothers judgment on matters. Knowing him to be more honorable and noble then himself. Duncan would watch his brother train to be a knight and wish as well to one day stand along side him in service to there king and country.

    His father Lawrence Durand tried to raise Duncan as fairly as he could. But knowing he was never going to inherit anything from the family forced him to neglect parts of Duncans upbringing. But this did not stop him from trying to raise Duncan as his own. Samantha Holland, Jaimes mother and his father Lawrence’s wife was a different tale. She always saw Duncan as the stain on Lawrence’s honor and there relationship. This caused her to cast aside any motherly feelings for the boy and resent him for being born. Though at times she can be seen pitying him. It was never in a loving manner that most would expect. Even still, Samantha would never go out of her way to hurt the boy. Just neglect him in any motherly way.

    Family Genealogy: Please include your character's genealogy. Please see previous profiles. Example below:

    Durand (Birth Year)
    -Theodor Durand (94) -- Kaylee Thurmond(99)
         -Penelope Durand (118) -- Daniel Walden (113)
         -Henry Durand (121) -- Jocelyn Kade (123)
         -Talbot Durand (124) -- Laurie Gartens (129)
         -Camden Durand (128) -- Odette Ryan (130)
              -Guy Durand (151) -- Margaret Vaughan(155)
                   -Adabella Durand (175) – Aramis Shellten (?)
                        -Princess Shellten (?)
                        -Prince Shellten (?)
                        -Princess Shellten (?)
                   -Eric Durand (177) – Lucette Taylor(178)
                        -Austin Durand
                        -Camden Durand
                        -Celina Durand
                   -Hector Durand (179) – Georgina Bennett (180)
                        -Guy Durand (?)
                        -Daughter Durand (?)
                        -Daughter Durand (?)
                   -Darien Durand (?) -- Unnamed Wife (?)**
              -Aaron Durand (155) -- Tatania Ayers (159)
                   -Lawrence Durand (176) -- Samantha Holland (179)**
                        -Female Cousin Durand (?)
                        -Female Cousin Durand (?)
                        -Jaime Durand(194)
                                                                     -Duncan Durand(196)

    Writing Sample:
    Sitting on the stone slab bench, the young man stared intently at his black gloved hand. His mind seemed to be fixated on it, as if trying to dissect every moment. A smile crept across his face as he could hear the clashing of wooden swords in the near distance.
    “Odd how the smallest sounds are the most interesting. The sound a glove makes while griping a hilt to the crunching of grass beneath a foot.” The young man spoke seemingly to no one. Over at the training ground a man whistled to separate the two joined combatants. There session was done and the next couple was to begin there’s. the large sergeant wearing Durand army colors looked over to the bench the young man was sat on.

    “yo bastard!” he large man yelled. “It’s your turn! You wanted to test yourself in our training!? Then hop to it! You’re up!” The young man’s eyes darted from his gloved hand to the sergeant. with a quick move the young man grabbed his shield and wooden sword. Using the sword the young man propelled himself up and stood to his feet. then hastily jogged over to the field.

    The sergeant looked over the young man as he stood before him awkwardly. His armor is lather scales with chain shirt underneath. Surly not the best money could buy. The sergeant thought to himself as he began to smile.” I wonder if you ever even swung a sword in your life bastard.” He said with a condescending tone. The young man merely stood there looking straight ahead, awaiting his opponent to be presented.

    The sergeant snarled at the failed attempt to get a raise out to the young man. ”very well bastard, you want to play war? Then let me show you one of our best!” yelled the sergeant as he turned abruptly and pointed out into the crowed of soldiers. ”Malak your up! Show this whelp his places will ya?” with that the sergeant stepped back and a large man in his thirties stepped forward across the field. He was dressed in chainmail with a tabard that flew the Durand emblem.

    The young man readied himself for what was about to come. The man across from him looked experienced and well tested. A scare on his right cheek indicated he had seen some sort of conflict and had the killer mentality. The young man raised his shield to eye length and separating his footing for better stability, just like his teacher taught him. Malak saw the young man setting himself and took the opportunity to strike. Holding his shield up in defense. The man charged across the field while the young man got set.

    Seeing his opponent charge time almost stood still. Everything slowed to a crawl as he inspected what was before him.. the young man thought to himself. He’s experienced and battle hardened. He’s taller so he has the reach advantage. He’s baulker so he has the strength advantage as well. But I will show him my worth! with that the Malak was upon him. Griping his sword, the large man thrusts it out around his shield to take the young man by surprise.

    The young man’s eye widened as he saw the tip of the sword come out form behind his opponent’s shield. Shifting his body to the right the young man jumped forward and meets the thrust head on. The tip of the opponent’s sword touched the face of his shield, and with a quick jerk the young man started to open the shield to expose his body. The young mans shield sent the thrust off course and opened malaks guard. With another quick movement the young man stepped his right foot in and swung his opened shield directly at malaks face. Malaks eyes could do nothing but widen in horror as the shields edge connected with his face. The searing pain made malak close his eyes and send his body falling to the left. The young man then used the momentum to send his body spinning in a 180 twirl that resulted in his wooden sword connecting and slashing malak on the neck.

    Things seem to turn to normal again. Time moved along as it always did. Signifying he was done. The young man looked down at his defeated opponent and then over to the shocked sergeant. A look of horror and disdain was evident on his face. The young man smiled and let out a chuckle. “That is all I wanted to see. Thank you all for your time.” The young man said as he dropped the wooden sword and turned and began to walk away. He could hear some commotion going on behind. Shuffling of men probably trying to pick up the man he just beat. A smile appeared across his face. He knew he was ready to try and prove himself in the world.

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    Last edited by Mora; 05-15-2012 at 10:51 PM. Reason: fixed a Ruzbin reference per Jukub

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    Just a few notes for edits, jukub.

    1. Being born in December 192 would make your character 23, not 20. Figure out which of the numbers you'd like to change. =P

    2. If he is the son of Lawrence, but not of Samantha, the genealogy should reflect that. Also, I assume his mother is only unknown to him? I'm guessing his father knows who the woman is, or his paternity could easily be disputed. If he grew up in the family home, I'd like to see a mention of how he gets along with Samantha. Does she accept him, reject him, resent him?

    3. PM your secrets to myself and Aloris!

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    Approved! Stamp 1 of 2.

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    Approved! Stamp 2 of 2.

    Get writing!
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    This character is open for adoption. Please PM the admins (Rick, Kiera, and Amy) with your intent. Once we approve, we will send current character secrets. You may change any secret that has not been made public knowledge. Please repost new thread with character name as the thread title in the Character Workshop forum. Thanks!

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