Percival
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Percival
Overview
| Full Name: | Percival |
| Ritename: | Unknown |
| Race: | Kinfolk |
| Faction: | Gaian |
| Breed: | Bone Gnawer |
| Rank: | Unknown |
| Date of Birth: | Unknown |
| Age: | 30? |
| Height: | 6'2 |
| Weight: | 200lbs |
| Eye Colour: | Blue |
| Hair Colour: | Brown |
| Demeanor: | Rebel |
| PB: | John Barrowman |
Hooks
Simon: You have the Alliance on you; criminals and savages. Half the people on the ship have been shot or wounded, including yourself... and you're harboring known fugitives.
Mal: We're still flying.
Simon: That's not much.
Mal: It's enough.
— "Serenity"
- Motorcycles: The second most important thing in life, to be honest.
- Noble Deeds: You can tell a lot from a man by the way he treats those weaker than himself.
- A Good Time: As the song goes, don't need nothin' but. Whatever form that happens to take, of course.
- Streetwise: Keep your ears open and your mouth shut, you just might learn something.
Tropes
All Bikers Are Hells Angels "When we do right, nobody remembers. When we do wrong, nobody forgets."
Badass Biker Oh he'd love to actually believe it, deep down.
Screw The Rules I'm Doing What's Right! It's astounding how much trying to do a good thing can get you into bad situations.
Knight Errant The armor isn't shining, but the hero complex is.
Big Damn Heroes In the nick of time is STILL in time!
Gentleman Snarker Point being to say terrible things politely.
Chivalrous Pervert And HOW. How? With style, as much as one can.Contacts
The Marroc
- Bors: My oldest friend, and I mean that in every sense of the word. Don't worry grandpa, everyone knows who's really in charge. I just look so much better in this jacket!
- Galahad: My right hand, and so much better at 'being noble despite humble beginnings' than I am. Really, you do wear it better, brother. Nicer hair, too.
- Gawain: You have a good heart, son. Never let anyone tell you differently. You belong.
- Iseult: You are my packmate and I am here for you always.
New Friends
- Jasen: A fine host!
- Acacia: Most gracious to me and mine.
- Tippi: You seem like you could be fun.
- Journey: While not of that precise camp, I take it as a grand complement!
- Vesta: Thank you for your kindness.
- Kayla: Redheaded and smells of apples and cinnamon. Delicious.
- Aowyn: Jazz music and dancing for you, my lady, if only it lifts your troubled spirit.
- Carolyn: Beautiful, enchanting, welcoming and a great kisser! Beware, whomever tries holding this flame too tightly.
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