Crime fighter extraordinaire and the world's worst alchemist. naive, optimistic, honourable and competent. Possibly...
The head of the City Militia. Servant of Duke Crimson of the Unseelie Court.
Wears the Gauntlets of Avoiding Being Touched By Elves.
Background/history:
Charles is the son of Lord Potterne, an amiable and relaxed Humact follwing minor noble from a small village south east of Bath. (look for Potterne in RL). He was brought up to do useful jobs for his father, then packed away to the elves at the colleges in Bath to learn something. Much adolescent rebellion ensued until he was assigned to accompany his father's liege's son, William of Salisbury, on his quest to find higher learning somewhere that didn't include stuffy elves. After wondering through most of Wessex, (including a stop in a dingy and disreputable Oxford bar, and a quick tour of Londinium) they ended up in Grantabrugge.
His first night in the Wessex arms proved to be quite a shock, with more monsters than he'd ever seen in the space of three hours. He has signed up for the militia after seeing William settled with the College of Blue.
His first trip to another plane consisted of him spending a lot of time on the floor, unconscious or bleeding, although he did get to throw metal in the ritual circle.
Constable: Jan '08
Corporal: March '08
Sergeant: Oct '08
Lieutenant: Nov '08 on the(IC) retirement of Lieutenant Lucie Rivers.
/LetterHome (written 18th Feb 09)
Fictional Inspiration: Discworld's Captain Carrot.
Last seen heading off to Hibernia on some damn fool mission that was apparently very important....
And is back, and there has been DRAMA. or something.
And has 'ended' the way he began :)
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