Jacob Kaine

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Little is known about the man who calls himself Sir Jacob Kaine. he seems to believe that he is a knight from the middle ages. part of his kings honour guard. some think he is is just a madman. others think he is the subject of time travel experiments. no matter what his origin, however, Sir Jacob has proven himself an honourable hero many times over. (please note that while I did do a little bit of research for this character it is not meant to be historically accurate) HyperPrecision 08:28, January 30, 2011 (UTC)
==History==
while no-one knows how much of this man's story is true, this is the account he gives.
===Childhood===
I grew up living rough. I never knew my parents, and I still don't know what happened to them. I travelled from town to town, begging and scavenging to survive. one day, I believe I was nine, maybe ten years old. while travelling along a road to what would soon become my more permanent home, I noticed a family of three, consisting of a mother, father and their daughter, about my age, travelling by horse and cart. they would have gone right past and way ahead of me, had a group of bandits not come riding out of the woods on horseback. two spearmen, and two archers.
In truth, I was more lucky than skilful. when the bandits had come out from their hiding spaces, they had been focused on surrounding the rich-looking family, not noticing me. I backed into the shadows of a tree, the picked up a large rock in each hand. My first throw was aimed at the furthest archer and as soon as it left my hand I was moving. I ran around them, sticking to the shadows. until I was almost behind them. one might have spotted me, but like I said, lucky. my throw had take the archer like I hoped- right in the eye! -this had caused him to reel back, accidentally firing his notched arrow into the shoulder of the spearman across from him and making him drop his weapon. two down, two to go. I threw my second rock. only this time, aiming at the bandits horse. I hit right on target, startling the horse and sending it galloping, it's rider caught in the saddle, his spear cutting the leg of the last bandits horse making it fall on him.
it turns out, the father in the rich family was a lord in the court of king peter. and in saving his family I had earned the right to train to be a knight in his royal guard.
===Training===
I don't remember much of my training, just that there was a lot of it. I began directly into the role of squire, focusing on battle and war strategy in my training. it was so intense. it lasted until I was 21, when I passed a test of battle against the leader of the royal guard.