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Charoum

Charoum

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Description

Charoum is one of the many knights who crashed onto Cradle in the pioneer days making his knowledge of the planet more reliable than others. His silence sometimes puzzles other knights but his generosity, kindness, techniques and courage make him known as a guardian of the Clockworks. He prefers bigger, heavier swords but has liking to the sport of fencing somewhat. It has been heard he has been seen sometimes wearing a western styled armor and mighty guns to replace his big, bulky swords.

Lore

It was long ago, on the Skylark when knights were still in training and being sent out to explore the unknown patches of space. Everything was by far going according to plan, but... The Skylark was pulled into the gravity field of an unknown planet. Everyone was in a panic, sirens going off, bolts and gears flying off machinery and parts of the ship already being torn apart from the atmosphere. Every single knight was sent into escape pods, latched tightly shut and crashing down towards the planet to set coordinates. I saw all of this happen in a blink of an eye while being shoved into that sorry excuse for an escape pod. Luckily I was just finishing with my exploration training and procedures when this all happened.

When I crashed into the soft earth of the planet floor I opened the latch, accidentally breaking it off trying to pry my way out. Stunned in the amazement of the lush green outskirts of the environment I stood and watched the wind blow the leaves from the spiraling trees. In my possession were the needed equipment for any knight sent off to explore, armor for protection and weapons to get through obstacles. I was startled by the sound of a knight on my receiver, "Hello there! I just got the automatic distress signal sent off by the escape pod! I'm the Rescue Agent. Others crashed here earlier and we built a rescue camp for when others arrive. But be cautious of native creatures on your path, they can be testy". On my first steps I encountered the strange creatures coming from the bushes. Pink jelly like cubes, they seemed very hostile in their nature. My sword went through them without haste leaving their cores, and treasure behind. Continuing on I find more odd creatures. Small whelping lizard-like monsters that seemed to walk around with harmless eyes. I approached one slowly only to me knocked senseless with it's extended tongue. Now knowing this creature is just as dangerous as the first I charged my gun only to witness the green fellow to faint from the bursts of energy.

From the skies I saw the flares from the campsite ahead. I hurried on finding more monsters on the trail but easily taking them out and moving on. I found the entrance to the campsite and a few flares on the ground. Walking up the steps I saw familiar faces and bruised faces. I was greeted by a friend, Greta. "Charoum!" She said in delight. "I'm glad to see your alive and unharmed". Greta gave me all the information I needed to know. Apparently the planet I was standing on was known as "Cradle" and was inhabited by an intelligent race that we call Strangers but, to them we're the strangers in this case! They are kind, peaceful people that know everything there is about the planet.