Tybalt

Just call him "Ty"...

Tybalt is now 22, having been a knight for 4 years, he was officially knighted 4 years ago at the age of 18, when he became a man.

From a young age, Tybalt spent his years as a young page (knight in training) and was destined to be knighted from birth, because his father's bloodlines called for it; he was a noble. Even though his eyes were ice-blue, he always had an expression that was gentle, kind, shy and filled with adventure. This earned him the nickname, given to him by his battalion: "He, of the warm eyes". However, he was stricken with Bloodwrath, and he showed signs of it even when he was only in training. Few warriors had experienced the Bloodwrath, but in dire times, this condition would cause a person to lose control with violence. Rumors began that his mother was not a noble like his father, but an old-blood of feral lineage. Thus being a half-savage with mysterious ties to Regis Na, Tybalt's image was tainted.

Still, he had the full desire to become a knight and serve His Grace, the ruler of his city-state. From the age of a young pup, Ty dreamed of the adventure and romances of being a true knight. He spent a long time controlling his temper and viciousness outside of his regular training. He taught himself to read and write. And in the training field, he studied hard to learn the ways of battle, and the courtly virtues of an admirable Knight. He earned his rank with respect. But one day, during a regular patrol, Tybalt came to see the farmside ravaged by death and destruction. He unleashed his Bloodwrath while trying to protect his people from war. The Bloodwrath stained his eyes red with fury and he killed anything that moved, unable to control his violence; he even killed innocents in the process. He won against an enemy state's attack that day, driving them out of his homelands. But he had disgraced himself and his rank. And he had blood on his hands.

The king of his city-state thought about stripping the young man of his honorable rank... of his knighthood; essentially this would have left Tybalt as a beggar. But since the king respected his father's linage, he ruled that Tybalt would remain a knight, but be banished to wander the earth, never to return home. Tybalt accepted his fate with what little honor he had remaining. Before he left, the alliance army helped him to create his special helmet... they hoped that it would control his Bloodwrath, lest he kill another innocent person. The muzzle kept his fangs in check, the eye-slits resisting the red tinge of the Bloodwrath. His fury would be contained, and in the event of losing control, only his sword could be used (As a true knight would fight).

Tybalt spent a year journeying, far and wide, as much as his own feet would take him. In a faraway land, very different from his home, Tybalt met Leon in a wasteland of the modern age. They bonded over their virtues of heroism, and hate for monsters. Together, they help people survive, kill the bad guys, give what they can to the poor, and enforce justice and honor wherever possible. They were two very different beings from two very different times. But they were brothers-in-arms through thick and thin. The two love to fight together, adventure together, and work together to seek their true loves (just as young Ty had dreamed about when he was a pup). For Tybalt, his only dream was to find his Lady, so that he may retire and put down his sword forever.