Sir Galfrid

The portrait on his patent of nobility

### Age

Unknown- his armor is well over a few centuries old, and his knowledge of current events is limited at best.

## Physical description

### Height

Varies, typically well over 8' in his armor

## Appearances

### Portrayed by

Roy (Stupid Footpad)

"And so it was- and came to be, that from the north a slime did flee. To hie to danger, to face down peril, he bravely slew all that was feral. But as it was- and terribly so, what misfortune he did sow, for his deceit and careless deception, had robbed him of a hero's reception."

"Wrapped in iron elven crafted, long had the creature's deception lasted. Thou art stout of heart and strong of mind, but be ye brave enough to trust slime?"

- A few snippets of a satirical cantiga related to Sir Galfrid, circa 1754

## *Background*

Little is known- to Galfrid or anyone else- about the slimekin's early life, save for a select few details. What is known, however, is that he inhabited the dungeon of an accomplished and well-known knight, who Sir Galfrid came to admire and envy. Supposedly around this time, he began training himself how to speak, walk and project a more humanoid appearance. Soon after, he also began teaching himself how to conduct himself in a courtly, chivalrous manner, how to read and write, as well to wield a sword. Through the walls of the dungeon, he could hear the knight speak of his great deeds- and within the slime, the urge to strike out on his own grew more than he could bear.

When one day the knight of the castle grew too portly for his armor and ordered it discarded to the dungeon below, the slime knew that his day had come. From then on, Sir Galfrid was born- and with his impressively crafted, enormous suit of armor he escaped the dungeon and struck out into the world. He traveled the north for years- decades even, wandering the land as a questing knight-errant, earning some prestige and coin for himself. That was, until, it came to be known that not all was as it seemed. In a disastrous turn of events, Sir Galfrid had emerged victorious in a duel against a cruel robber-knight, only to have his helmet ruinously damaged in the battle. As viscous blue slime seeped from the cracks and punctures in his steel helm, cries of shock and fear rang out in those that had gathered to watch the fight.

The little part of the world he lived in back then was far less kind to monsterkin such as him- he was cast out of civilized society, and shunned from the northern most reaches of his homeland. He lived in exile for more years than he bothered to keep count- and never returned to the north.

## Personality

Despite his misfortune, Sir Galfrid is a gentle soul- with a collected and cool demeanor, and a tremendous amount of patience for people. He's quick to right what he views as a wrong, and even quicker to leap to the aid of those in grave peril. Still- he has a sense of humor as well, offering what jokes he can, in his stilted and old-fashioned accent and language.

He takes great pride in his 'civilized' nature, scorning what he views as 'barbaric' behaviors most other slimekin wouldn't bat an eye at- such as shapeshifting and eating things raw.

Morality is a curious subject for the slime- though not utterly alien to him. Born from a different era and belonging to a different point of view than most, Sir Galfrid adheres to strict codes of ethics and moral structures that seem curious at best to those unfamiliar. He would never harm someone unarmed or who surrenders, or who is too wounded to retaliate. Nor would he strike a child, elder or someone infirm- though beasts and monsters are considered universally fair-game. To Galfrid, the question 'Would you kill a dangerous villain who is capitulating, to save the lives of those who would be harmed by them later?' would without hesitation be answered with 'I would do no such thing.'

## Allegiances

Sir Galfrid serves the Dynasty, but it's a bit more complicated than it seems.

Galfrid is very picky about whom he chooses to serve- and refuses to acknowledge titles that aren't related to Elven peerage. That means if someone isn't a lord or some other form of noble, he won't consider serving them. Ostensibly he continues to serve the Dynasty- though in actuality it's by mere happenstance, as he has pledged his services to a lord that belongs to their order. Galfrid does not understand 'modern' ranking and systems of order- and any attempt to explain them to him are met with swift denial.

## Trivia

* Sir Galfrid has no standing title- what accolades he earned as an adventurer are centuries old
* Galfrid also considers himself more akin to an Elf- not a monsterkin. He even goes as far as to mimic elven features in his more humanoid form
* Galfrid Is quite large for a slimekin, matching the height more typical of an Elven male
* Refuses to ever change his form, preferring to stay in the same shape he's kept for many years, only reverting to his 'true' form when inside his armor
* He keeps his coins and keys in his body to save space
* He's fluent in many languages, most ancient, and has a great breadth of knowledge about many historical subjects
* Galfrid's unusual anatomy makes him immune to many physical threats, though his ego and pride as a knight are not so invulnerable. When he's taken enough of a beating, he'll refuse to fight any longer and capitulate or flee.