Many people are negative about the color of the “magenta” barbarians. With this short photo story I hope to explain it. Of course this is just one version *wink*. Blackpearl2006 is using this Caparison for the WJT and he has provided the background story for his champion. Hope you enjoy!---
Sir Atreu Anon of the House of Laplamis. Rightful heir as our family's estate, succeeding to our father, the Baron Breetai Laplamis, however whilst gone on an expedition for the king, his father died and his younger brother Sir Alexander Stefan took my place as head of our estate. Upon the return of Sir Atreu as true and eldest heir, his brother used his power to oust him from the estate. Now he travels as an independent, a mercenary of types, but only for causes he deems just and good. He wields his father's sword and strikes fairly and true, by his honor. Alexander will always be his brother, but he can no longer condone his misguided ways. All he can do is honor the family name by his good works
Here we see Sir Atreu, in the company of a couple of other mercenaries. He is one of the newer members and is trying to keep them on the just and rightful path. It has been a hard road sofar and he is losing his faith in humanity slowly but surely. He is the main fighting force for the group and so they have decided to call him
the Bull.
“I need to run a quick “personal errant”” he says while he stands up. None of the others seem to notice him and let him leave.
He quickly relieves himself against a tree and wanders back to the camp.
One of the men turns his head, and start laughing at him. “Look at that!! Did you decide to color your pants? They are PINK!!”
One by one the mercenaries come take a look and starts joining in the laughter.
This is it, Sir Atreu thought NO MORE! “You small minded bafoons! I am sick and tired of your antics. I must have just bumped into one of the flowers and.... Why am I even defending myself? I will leave and find my way on my own." And so it happened.
He wandered through the forests for weeks on end he finally found a spot to make a house and grow some stuff. His existence became known and other people wanted to join him. But he doesn’t see it like that The Purple Bull is him. The others are free spirits and should decide for themselves. Still his ranks are swelling and we will have to wait and see what happens in the future. For now he is looking forward to the Jousting Tournament in Winterhaven where he and a some of his fellows will proudly wear the Magenta to show that they are free spirits with a mind of their own!
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A tremendous thank you to my wife for shooting these pictures!!!
