I need character apps for this new fanfic I am writing. It will take place in both Emberlight and the Gloaming Wildwoods.

App form:

Name: (knight must be an actual character you own)

Gender:

Weapons: (customized weapons are okay)

Armor: (accessories are ok)

Personality:

Role in squad: (Guardian, Recon, Striker, Guy who always dies)

Thanks! Please respond this time!

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Chapter one: Lair of the Swarmbolax

The elusive 3* Recon Trobolta snuck between the trees of the Gloaming Wildwoods as usual. It looked normal at first, but he felt like something was off. The shadows seemed to move, dancing with blades like the heroes he fought with. The Snarbolax that usually lurked between the trees was gone.

"Graerwa!" came a roar from the cave opposite the woods where the Snarbolax dwelt. The cry echoed like a tormented beast in its death throes, but no greenish Snarbolax blood dripped from its mouth. The beast was suffering--but he knew not how or why.

"Graerwa! Fteach!" came the screams again "grwoooooor!" it roared. A miasmal hiss of purple smoke came from the cave. Trobolta crouched to avoid breathing it in. If the thing emerged empowered and enraged, his weak Solid Cobalt could not take the strikes of its claws.

But it wouldn't strike this way.

The thing that emerged was not quite living and not quite dead--a thing of the void. Its coat black and seemingly made of the shadows themselves, and its eyes on purple fire, this odd Snarbolax simply hissed and writhed as if it were fighting an invisible enemy. The Swarm--the thing neither god nor demon, a force of the void imprisoned in the Core, enveloped the Snarbolax. It then leaped at Trobolta, taking out his com signal and replacing its images with a lock symbol like the ones near the Core. Trobolta drew his Nightblade, plunging it into the Snarbolax's head. But it slipped through the head and into its Swarm-cursed body, sucking in Trobolta with it.

*NO SIGNAL* TRY AGAIN * FZZZZT *

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