NAME: Mordred
SERVANT CLASS: Saber
MASTER: NONE
DATE OF BIRTH: Unknown
PLACE OF BIRTH: England
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
EYE COLOR: Green
HEIGHT: 154 cm
WEIGHT: 42 kg
PARENTS: Artoria Pendragon and Morgan Le Fay
OCCUPATION: Servant and Self Proclaimed Badass
PERSONALITY: Kind of a dick
LIKES: Fights, Beer, and people who are straight up.
DISLIKES: Deception and Gutless cowards.
The The Knight of Treachery (叛逆の騎士, Hangyaku no Kishi?), and the "son" of King Arthur, but she is actually female despite being raised as the secret male heir to the throne. She became known as a "rare villain" who managed to tarnish a glorious legend at the end of her life.
She was conceived between Artoria and her sister, Morgan le Fay, through unorthodox circumstances. Artoria, normally female, was a pseudo-male at the time due to Merlin's magecraft in order to consummate her marriage with Guinevere. During this time Morgan enchanted Artoria with a spell to extract sperm from her. Morgan developed it within her own ovary, and made the child into a homunculus clone of Artoria. Due to her status as a homunculus, she was given a much faster growth period than a regular human being, and her life span was far shorter.She was raised in secret and told to hide her status and obey the king until the time was right.
Mordred as a child in the Fate/Apocrypha anime.
Told that it is her right to inherit the throne, Morgan bid her to one day defeat the King of Knights and take "his" place. She did bear that same obsession as her mother, but before all that was her adoration for King Arthur. She felt ashamed of her twisted birth, unconsciously acting jealous of normal people, and, with the special innocence that children possess, she worshipped the "perfect king." Given a helmet she was told never to remove in front of others, she was eventually sent to Camelot under Morgan's recommendation, and through a presentation of her own superb swordsmanship, became one of the Knights of the Round Table. She was given her sword despite her unknown origins because of her abilities and straightforward mental chivalry.
She protected the way of the knights much like that which could only be found in picture books, working hard daily in being the ideal knight, all while hiding her dislike of others. In the end, even that innocence was shattered by Morgan, who revealed the secrets of her birth. She learned of her parentage and was told that the King didn't know either. Morgan tried to instill that the King would never accept such a filthy child, but she was, while shocked, wrapped in joy. While not a proper human being, sharing the same blood as the King, being the "son" of a superior king, she was proud of the fact that she was not human. She felt that in name, reality, mind, and body that she was fit to be the true successor of the King of Knights.
She went without having the slightest feelings of rebellion, spurred on by the truth, and approached the King with delight. Raised without a father, the King was the very form of a godlike "father" to her, but Artoria rejected her very clearly. She said that, while Mordred is certainly born from her and her sister's plotting, that she will not recognize Mordred as her "son" or give her the throne. Mordred believed that it was all due to the King's hatred for Morgan, that it would be impossible for her "son" to be accepted. Thinking that was the reason her title was the weakest, believing that no matter how hard she tried, even if she excelled over everyone, that the King would forever view her as a dirtied child from the moment she was born from Morgan, her great love for the king up until then made her hatred burn.
Resulting from that, the distrust of the Round Table towards the King spread, and the reigns of power in Camelot were seized once the King departed for the Rome expedition. Mordred became the leader of the rebellion, representing the national discontent towards Arthur. After the King finally returned from a long and tiresome battle, Mordred raged, claiming that she hated the King and that only she was fit for the throne. The truth of the matter was that she only wanted to be accepted by Artoria and wanted to be called "son" by her. The conflict eventually led towards a final fight, the Battle of Camlann, where both armies were dying in heated battle. The few knights that stayed with the King soon died off, leaving only the two of them standing.
Rules
Just a few things to know with me
1. I am slow when it comes to replies. I am not ignoring you, I just tend to get pretty busy due to my schedule and personal issues.
2. I do like to talk about starters before receiving them, but I do accept blind starters as long as it makes sense.
3. Discord isn't giving out too easy, do not take it personality.
"Oh no! The big scary knight has called forth her weapon. To think you'd even suggest doing battle with a mere innocent house wife. So scary.~" Tamamo put her hands to her cheek in mock suprise and 'fear' though the expression soon grew dark as she opened her eyes; the sharp gaze peering at the other with an intensity most seemed to forget she could possess. A fox like grin resting upon her lips as her pearly whites became ever so slightly visible.
"It doesn't surprise me to hear such a thing from a Saber. You guys are so quick to prep for a battle that you all lack the ability to see the bigger picture. I prefer not to fight unless my dear master gives me the order, but if you wanted to play with a fox I would humor the situation. But we'll save that for another time, yes?" Now her expression returned to that sweet and friendly type she was known for.
The fox held her arms out to the side and gave a small and graceful spin to show off her outfit. "It's actually far more easier than everyone believes it to be and is more than comfortable. Reminds me of the life I once lived. What about you? Seems you've embraced the modern fashion, but what is a knight without their armor?"
➺ •Oh no, you're more than alright to feel us out. I'm more so opening the door and leaving it open for you if you should so choose to walk through it.
Though, I wouldn't mind bridging the gap, if you are at least interested in that? You never have to partake in 'group' events. I suppose in saying that, I should have made myself clearer. When I say group events, I mean more so in building up the verse. Partaking in banter, being a friendly and welcoming face to us. Even if you're a bit rough around the edges at first.
More so, would you be interested in furthering our connection?