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AVRUM
Now whoever has courage and a strong and collected spirit in his breast,
let him come forth, lace up his gloves, and put up his hands.
Age: 44
Species: Human
Height: 7'1"
Weight: 388 lbs.
Faction: Imperial Knights
Rank: Marshal
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
Equipment:
- Greatsword "Oakheart"
- Imperial Knight Lightsaber
- Custom forged durasteel suit of armor
- Knight robes
We’re surrounded? Good, now we can kill the bastards in any direction.
The man who will go where his colors will go, without asking, who will fight a phantom foe in a jungle and mountain range, without counting, and who will suffer and die in the midst of incredible hardship, without complaint, is still what he has always been, from the Galactic Alliance to the sceptered Imperium. He is the stuff of which legions are made. His pride is his colors and his regiment, his training hard and thorough and coldly realistic, to fit him for what he must face, and his obedience is to his orders. As a legionary, he held the gates of civilization for the classical world. He has been called... an Imperial Knight.
Now whoever has courage and a strong and collected spirit in his breast,
let him come forth, lace up his gloves, and put up his hands.
Age: 44
Species: Human
Height: 7'1"
Weight: 388 lbs.
Faction: Imperial Knights
Rank: Marshal
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
Equipment:
- Greatsword "Oakheart"
- Imperial Knight Lightsaber
- Custom forged durasteel suit of armor
- Knight robes
We’re surrounded? Good, now we can kill the bastards in any direction.
The man who will go where his colors will go, without asking, who will fight a phantom foe in a jungle and mountain range, without counting, and who will suffer and die in the midst of incredible hardship, without complaint, is still what he has always been, from the Galactic Alliance to the sceptered Imperium. He is the stuff of which legions are made. His pride is his colors and his regiment, his training hard and thorough and coldly realistic, to fit him for what he must face, and his obedience is to his orders. As a legionary, he held the gates of civilization for the classical world. He has been called... an Imperial Knight.
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