GOLDENROOOOOOOOOOD

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"Fear not, fair maiden! Sir Goldenrod shall rescue thee from the horrid beast!"
Or something like that, is what you're likely to hear from self proclaimed Knight Goldenrod before he rushes headfirst into traffic, sword drawn and his gilded mail shining.
He firmly believes himself to be a knight straight out of a fairytale and has on more than one occasion been known to draw sword against very threatening things such as windmills and traffic lights.
On his mighty steed Rocinante, which is really just a motorbike covered in golden paint, Sir Goldenrod rides in with a golden helmet covering his long, flowing, golden locks.
But Sir Goldenrod was not always a sir. Once upon a time he was the head of a fearsome biker gang, but after an accident in which he suffered head injuries he's been somewhat delusional. He doesn't remember anything of his former life though, so rescuing maidens and maintaining his knightly image is his top priority always.