<h2>32 years old . Red Knight-Captain . Warrior . Domhnall Gleeson</h2>
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7 Bloomingtide, 9:09
<ol>Race & Nationality
Human - Ferelden
Chaotic Good that is borderline Lawful Evil
Gerard Armitage - Father [dead]<br>
Catherine Armitage - Step-Mother [dead]<br>
Madeleine Koch - Biological Mother [alive]
<b>Archery</b> - Advanced<br>
<b>Dual Weapon</b> - Expert<br>
<b>Two-Handed</b> - Novice<br>
<b>Weapon & Shield</b> Expert
<p><b>Defender</b> - Defenders specialize in survivability, taking everything the enemy throws at them and walking away unscathed.
<p><b>Battlemaster</b> - These cunning warriors control the battlefield and everyone on it. They bolster their allies, hamper their enemies, and take advantage of any sign of weakness.
<p><b>Templar</b> - These unrelenting warriors specialize in fighting mages and demons. No enemy's magic can withstand them, and they inspire and protect their allies with their righteous power. [As a Red Templar, in particular, he possesses enhanced speed, strength, stamina and healing capabilities.]
<p>Gerard Armitage is a man of exquisite wealth and taste. What he lacks in appearance, he makes up for intelligence and cunning. However, anyone who knows the man can easily tell you that such traits are, in the end, only skin deep. His behaviour is poor and his pride great. He is the sort of man one might have expected to ended up making a deal with a demon were it not for the fact that he loathed magic so greatly. Yet, he manages, as men of wealth often do, to become the envy of all. His wife is beautiful and it is not uncommon for him to end up parading around his accomplishments. His name sits on the tongues of others with a taste of poison and envy.
<p>However, the world always has more to offer and Gerard is a greedy man. Catherine appears to be unable to bear a child and he is reaching the age where he should be worrying about such facts. He has no heir and it appears as if he might be doomed to find his lineage ending in such a manner.
<p><I>Every problem has a solution.</I>
<p>Gerard does not bat an eyelash as he beds a poor woman by the name of Madeleine. He does not bother to remember anything about her. All he cares about is whether she bears him a child. It is with the ruthlessness of a man who has long ago cut himself off from his heart that he takes the child.
<p>Nobody needs to know about Madeleine and nobody <I>will.</I> The child is named Leonard and is passed off as Catherine's with an expertise that he has long ago fine tuned. It does not matter that his wife is displeased with the set of affairs- displeased with it so greatly that she seems to hate the boy upon sight- for now he has an heir, something which Catherine had been unable to give him.
<p>As if he is being mocked, Leonard turns out to be a sickly child. While he is the image of his father, he is frail and catches ill easily. Gossip catches easily and people are often convinced that the boy will not live long enough to become what his father wishes him to be. Gerard takes to hating the child and everything he stands for. However, he does not allow him to die. He refused it.
<p>In the beginning attention is focused only on bettering Leonard's health. It is not without success. With the help of magic and what can only be explained as age, Leonard begins to grow better. However, he is still a useless child to his father and only something to despise to his step-mother. Gerard abandons his legacy to the Chantry, believing it better to have the boy become a Templar than a weak-willed scrap who will ruin his legacy. The youth is left to the Chantry unwilling and alone.
<p>He is ill-suited to become a Templar in the beginning. Sermons of Chantry sisters fall upon deaf ears and any training he goes through inevitably results in a lecture. He is never good enough, something which always seems to strike his elders as unfortunate as the child is clearly intelligent and holds a talent for strategy.
<p>His father's words begin to ring in his mind as the lack of progress stacks up. Every claim to his lack of talent and useless merely seem to be shown true as time presses on. However, instead of accepting such a situation he soon finds himself growing angry with his situation, particularly when a youth around his age appears to be doing better than him. The boy holds a horrid temperament. However, it is easily made up for his talent with a sword. It seemed to be horribly unfair that someone so <I>chaotic</I> should be better than him.
<p>Renewed, he found himself determined to become the best. He refused to allow something as inconsequential as his health or build to hold him back. Determinedly, he focused his energy more upon forms on battle that were relatively lightweight and would allow for less stress upon his body. He found himself holding preference in the bow and two handed weapons. From there, he focused on leading.
<p>With a vicious single-mindedness, he found himself moving up in rank. Yet, his shadow was not gone. The wretched boy who seemed to do better than him followed him like a disease that he could not shake off. Similarly, he rose up in rank and it was with a heavy heart that he found himself stationed in the same place as him.
<p>Yet, he supposed that he would eventually grow to be grateful for this. While the two seemed to be incapable of getting along, their talent proved to be helpful as havoc slowly began to creep into Ferelden, particularly once the Blight hit. Far more focused on their job, he felt some relief to have somebody who could be deemed reliable to help protect the people during the mess that they were caught up in.
<p>Unfortunately, his rise to Knight-Captain came at the worst time. In the beginning, it appeared as though he was dealing with nothing outside of the ordinary. However, as time pressed on it became clear that unrest was spreading. It lurked among the mages. He attempted to resolve the matter as peacefully as he could, but it became clearer and clearer that peace would not be the solution.
<p><I>Of course not. It never was. Peace could only be achieved through the foundation of red, through higher powers. It was only natural. In order to create order, one had to first destroy that which was chaotic. He would destroy that which was faulty and build anew.</I>
<p>Yet, his dear friend did not understand. He did not understand even when the Circles fell and chaos took over the land. <I>How could he? He was chaotic as well, faulty, something which needed to be built anew. He always had been.</I>
He tried to convince him that he was wrong, that there were other ways to fix things? <I>Yet where these other ways? Had they not tried everything?
<p>When the decision came to choose sides, they went their separate ways. Leonard took to the Red Templars and his friend...his friend went....
<p>He was alone again, but it mattered not. He would bend a knee to Corypheus and do his part, as they all did. For now, he would follow.
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