Talonknight

Player:

NAME: Thomas Worthington III (Secret)
KNOWN ALIASES: TalonKnight, TK
PLACE OF BIRTH: The Sanctuary, Unknown Location
AGE: 34
EYE COLOR: Brown
HAIR COLOR: Black
OCCUPATION: Adventurer, Protector, Socialite
ABILITIES:

• THE BLESSING
  TalonKnights receive a "blessing" once they complete the ritual to take on the mantle. The Blessing gives the TalonKnight peak human strength, speed, and metabolism.
  

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How the legacy started. Listen in, it was a hoot.

In the mid to late 12th Century, Sir Thomas "the Worthy" Wordingtin was a Knight fighting for the Knight's Templar in the Third Crusade against the "infidels" for the Holy Land. After a particularly brutal skirmish, Sir Thomas was left for dead, but was taken in by a small camp of refugees displaced by the war. For months Thomas recovered within the camp, and grew friendly with its people, settling into a peaceful life away from the bloody war.

One day however, a band of rogue knights (disillusioned by the war), stumbled upon the camp. What at first started as a friendly pitstop, quickly turned violent. The knights began to rape and pillage, razing the camp. Thomas tried to fight back, but was quickly overwhelmed by the heavily armed assailants. Once again injured and bloodied, Thomas crawled into a crevice nearby, watching helplessly as the family and friends he had made and grown to love were savagely murdered right before his eyes. Sobbing, Thomas took a deep breath and closed his eyes, wishing for death to come. But as he was about to draw his final breath, a vison of a large Pharaoh Owl came to him, beckoning him to crawl deeper into the crevice.

Using the last of his strength, he crawled deeper and deeper into the crevice, until he fell into a large cave filled with water. There before him was a massive statue of the owl in his vision. There, on top of the statue, stood a man who introduced himself as Alta'iir Muaalim, Guardian of "the Blessing" or what the Templars had thought to be the "Holy Grail".

"Beware, beware the TALONKNIGHT! His eyes of gold a frightening sight! Turn and run with all your might! The TALONKNIGHT hunts tonight!" -18th Century Nursery Rhyme

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He watches...

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Born for this.

The suit doesn't make the man... But it helps.

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Friends in high places.