Ser Doric

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I am a Knight, and we adhere to the finest exemplars of virtue, honor, and chivalry.

I am a Knight, and we adhere to the words and commands of our Lords and Ladies.

I am a Knight, slayer of ancient lumbering beasts I cannot comprehend the purpose of.

I am a Knight, and I believe that somewhere along the line the guiding light of reason and sanity has forsaken my order and I.

Ser Doric is a Knight from a church of Azeyma that bordered on the Meracydia mountains who follows his Chivalric knightly codes, writs, and oaths to the letter. He wields a greataxe forged from a single piece of an unknown metal and wears a full suit of stag-like horned armor. He speaks in a chivalrous, stern manner with just a hint of holier-than-thou to the connotation, and typically is a no-nonsense kind of man, this can and typically does make him incredibly hard to get along with. His face is weathered, with trace amounts of scarring, the most notable being one across his throat, and another reaching up into his graying hairline upon his forehead. He perpetually looks tired, as if the weariness of his quest and futility of his role has worn on him greatly since leaving Meracydia.