Weight: 230

Apparent Age: 55

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle Unknown (Never Registered)

Preferred Weapon: Katana

Runner Song:

 Bio: Well through deep research I have uncovered a real cold hearted bastard that seems to share a relation with the fabled runner known as Grandfather Winter. This man is as cold as they come and has not a drop of humanity left in his body, he is refereed to as either Everest or just simply put December. I would say these handles are very appropriate for a man of this stature and sheer lack of compassion towards his enemies, Everest was once a deep cover agent for the United States military and he worked in a highly classified division that dealt with domestic terrorism and threats to national security. This division was given a full license to kill, and remove the targets from the earthly realm for good, they were as well tasked with the complete eradication of all evidence of the existence of their said targets. This meant that they would act as erasers for the government and eventually their targets would be nothing more than a figment of a memory.

       Everest was the best of the best in the agency and was tasked with hundreds of cleansing’s through the years, he started working sometime during the early 1990’s and according to records Everest kept working till 2017 when the Ghost Dance changed everything and caused even this heartless killer to shed his skin and walk away from those that groomed and trained him. When Everest got wind of the tragic events that unfolded during the Ghost Dance and the American government turning a blind eye to the ravaging of the people at the hands of the natives, he was outraged and knew he could no longer serve a government that had become something the founders had warned about in their writings. When Everest would go rogue, it would be a very dark day for the American government as they would not only loose their best eraser, but the entire agency would vanish from the hallowed halls of history. Everest would not only walk away from his employers, he would unleash the cleansing fires and remove every agent he worked with and trained as well as destroying any trace of the agency essentially erasing the erasers.

      This would be a tragic blow to the leaders of the False Flag, as they were counting on this group of loyal subjects to do their dirty work and remove the threats of False Flag before they could become a problem. For Everest this was not going to happen and he wasn’t done seeking revenge for the people needlessly slaughtered. He would strike a blow that would allow the early resistance groups to gain a foot hold and be able to prevail in the early days of these attacks, he would set in motion the events that would eventually led to the Battle of Seattle and slow demise of the False Flag. Everest would do this by striking at the heart of the False Flag not here in DC but on a small uncharted Island off the coast of Newfoundland in Canada. It was there that the real puppet masters of the False Flag once resided, this was the land where power grabbers, the worlds money and true demons and masterminds behind the False Flag lived in total security and seclusion. Waiting for the time when False Flag would be cemented fully and they could claim their chosen territory, and insert themselves as the new nobility and rulers of North America and eventually the world.

     From within their hidden fortress these power brokers made all the calls, these where the heads of state, heads of industry and true Lords with vaults full of old money. These men would pull the strings of those that served their cause, and would dangle; wealth, power, fame and control before them like a carrot on a stick. Though these men where blinded by their own greed, and over confidence, this would be their eventual downfall. Everest was their go to man for removing threats to the rise of the False Flag, cause he was cold, calculating, dutiful, and the best. He was not driven by greed or a desire for wealth or power, he did his job out of his dedication to preserving the status qua. This should have set off red flags for these founders of the False Flag, but instead they enjoyed his dedication and though of him as an expendable pawn in their game of world domination. Many times through the years Everest would be invited to the Ivory Towers on the cold dark secluded island, for meetings, formal parties, dinners and holiday gatherings. This meant that Everest would know the inner workings of the fortress, the security protocols, and where the panic rooms and escape tunnels where located.

      As one of the worlds best erasers this man is a master of stealth and can become one with his environment in a blink of an eye. These skills he learned and mastered through the ages would become his lifeline and allow him to strike a near fatal blow for the False Flag. When Everest went rogue it was during a very chaotic time, when communications where failing and the government would loose contact with many of it’s agents. During this time of chaos they lost touch with the erasers, and just figured when communications came fully back online those still alive would check in and get back to work. As for those hiding in the iron fortress, they were to busy toasting each other to a job well done and were deep in the revelries to notice that everything was going to crumble before them and on that cold December night in 2017. They were about the become victim to their own creation, as Everest had slipped into the fortress through the secret subterranean basement entrance. He smuggled himself inside hiding within the cargo of a small supply vessel and was quickly getting to work removing any sign of life. The watery passages acted as a perfect hiding spot for the bodies of the servants that he would kill, and even the boats captain would suffer a horrible fate that evening as his lifeless body would sink to the bottom.

     Everest would make quick work of the defenceless domestic staff, as he moved through the kitchen, and into the darkened hallways. Room by room he moved silencing everyone he came into contact with. Till he came face to face with the head Butler, a man that was always nice to Everest and who he thought was just nothing more then an innocent bystander. He would only show mercy once in his life and it was to this highly skilled domestic that he felt could serve the resistance better then the False Flag. Everest would subdue the Butler with a simple choke hold, remove his livery and restrain the man, concealing him within an empty barrel aboard the vessel. Everest thought he was doing a good dead by sparing the only man every to treat him nicely and Everest considered this Butler a friend. Little did Everest know that this man would be one of the greatest spies to ever live and he was going to cause more damage through the years; this Butlers name was Errol.

       Once the Butler was secured away in the empty barrel, Everest quickly changed his attire, concealing his clothing on the boat he would then head back to service stairs in time to hear the bells summoning him to the library with evening cocktails. Everest would then pick up the tray of prepared drinks and begin his ascent up the stairs. His katana well concealed underneath the black cutaway coat and his pistol hidden securely within the waist coat he entered the dimly lit room with tray in hand. With his best faked British accent he announced drinks are served, the men in the room where unaware that Everest was standing before them instead of Errol and this was going to be their last night on earth. Everest just glanced around the room and did a head count, seeing that all were present and accounted for he quickly planed his attack as he served the drinks to the well dressed gentlemen as they spoke about there eventual conquest and who was to get what section of North America to rule. The room contained twelve men in all ten of English decent or a mixture or European nationalities and two of Native American decent. They just sat and discussed their intentions ignoring the domestic that stood before them. As Everest served the drinks, he was as well positioning himself in proper location in the room to allow him the best vantage point

        Though as Everest was pouring the eighth drink one of the older Englishman made eye contact with him and began to utter the words “Aren’t you Eve…….” this is when with lightning speed and accuracy Everest was forced to take action, He stuck the man with the decanter directly in his Adams apple killing the man instantly, as the the other man struggled to rise to their feet in panic as they know realised the servant before them was non other then Everest and they knew he was here on business. Everest would spring into action, quickly drawing his katana slicing through the second gentlemen killing him so quickly that as he tried to run the top of his torso would fall to the ground and his legs would still run around the room for a few seconds as the man pleaded for life till death over took him. One of the men would make it to the door before Everest would hurl the broken decanter towards him puncturing the back of his skull, allowing the brain to slide free from its prison. Everest would once again engage the men with his steel in hand and sever limbs and heads in a blink of an eye. One by one the twelve elite of the False Flag began to fall, there blood would erupt from their bodies and flow through the room like a river and eventually pool together seeping into the rugs and hard wood floor. As the last of the gentlemen was making a break for the door, his cellphone in his hand as he struggled to dial in his fearful state. Everest just slowly spun on his heels towards the man as he drew his pistol from his waistcoat, Everest took aim on the terrified man pulling the trigger twice sending two heat seeking explosive bullets to find their home in the last of the founders skulls and with a sicking pop the head was removed from the shoulders and has the man fell to his knees blood rushed out of his open neck wound till he fell dead and his blood would eventually commingle with the others of his ilk. This is when Everest would go to work, erasing these men from existence. To the point, I can find documentation of this event, but not the location and who they were. What Everest did that night and the coming nights is unknown, though many people of power and their families would suddenly go missing, never to be seen again.

      The actions Everest took that night might not have stopped the False Flag from rising, but what he did was he weakened it and he sent a chilling message to them that no one is safe, his actions would cause the False Flag to scramble and set them back decades as they no longer had their masterminds calling the shots, and those that remained all bide for top seat within the False Flag. this would cause in fighting and distract them from their ultimate goal and allow the enemies of the False Flag to rise and stand a chance against uncertain odds. Everest also earned the moniker December that night, Through one of his pupils a man simply known as the Eraser he would be offered a position inside the Freedom Patriots and even the Rough Riders, this invitation Everest would accept and thus would begin his journey with the people in the position to strike the fatal blow against the False Flag and NAN.

       Though for Everest he was not fully content with just following orders and he would come to head with the leadership on many accounts, do to his over zealous nature and his sheer lack of compassion towards anyone he deemed an enemy of the status qua, and for Everest he was only happy as he removed people from the history books. He would eventually go his separate ways do to professional differences with Colonial and Postmaster and during this separation Everest would begin his conquest within Northern Canada striking down the military leaders and government officials in the frozen north, Though for Everest he was always concerned about his family and this would eventually bring him back to the Patriots. He would hear about another Meisner aka Grandfather Winter and would come to learn that his grandson would still live. Everest always believed his linage was lost and he was the last, this news would send this cold hearted killer back into the ranks of the Patriots where he would remain. Offering his advanced skills as an eraser to them, this would allow him to be able to remain close to his grandson and fight alongside him against the enemy that tried to eradicate his family line.

       This is when he would as well learn about the Brothers Grimm, and come to conclude that he needed to keep a close eye on these men. Seeing that Grandfather Winter was within there ranks, it was only a matter of time before Everest would approach the Accountant and revel his true identity to this man. This is also when he learned fully that he still had family alive and that family was the Brothers Grimm, Ringmaster and Marshal. Everest would be given a seat in the Brothers and told that he is free to do as he desires and only when the Brothers are called shall he return. Through the years, Everest continued to work with the Patriots training erasers and removing threats from within hallowed halls.  He would watch as Grandfather Winter would form the Old Guard and take the fight directly to the enemy on a number of occasions and he would see the rise of the Deaths Hand through the actions of the Professor. Everest just stayed as the watchful eye, steadfast and stoic like the great mountain he is named after. He would strike when needed and sap the life out of his victims, and would even aid the Deaths Hand on a number of occasions. Though for Everest he just waited for the call of the Brothers, he waited for his time to return to the Grimm and once again fight side by side with his family.

       This call was eventually heard and Everest would return to the ranks of his family and join once again with the Brothers Grimm, he would have another task to oversee and that would be to remain watchful over the youngest of their kin. He would eventually task himself with keeping Maximilian Yates aka Bilbo safe from the enemies of the Flag, he would foresee the greatness in this young dwarf and till the day young Bilbo hears the call of the Brothers Grimm. Everest will remain ever so vigilant and watchful over him and his younger brother Andrew, greatness lies within this family and greatness that can be a deciding factor in this war. Surrounded by enemies, the Brothers Grimm remain triumphant and against all odds these men remain to be a thorn in the side of the UCAS and even mine.

       Well Everest you should have killed me all those years ago, and your moment of weakness and humanity will one day come back to bite you my good man. I have been able to fool the best and I will continue to work against all of you and your worthless ilk, for the European Legion and the Hydra will eventually consume all and you have played directly into my plans. I have avoided the like of the Falconer, Governor, Apparition, The Brothers Grimm and even the Unforgiven have been unable to capture me. I will bring you all down one by one, till the true rulers of this land have taken control and rendered the land barren of your worthless freedom fighters. Humanity is ultimately flawed and destined to fail and become nothing more then slaves to there proper rulers. Be a good sheep and just fall in line like the rest of the herd and prepare to be branded, enslaved and sent to your proper camps to either be workers or sent to your untimely death.

 Page Written By: Duke Errol S Huntingdon Lord and Ruler of Antrim County of the Tir Na Nog