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Name: Lord Arathen
Class: Fighter
Age: 26
Personality:
Lord Arathen tries to keep to him self, but he does get involved in a party if the reward seems high enough. Allienced with the Vaegir, friend to Dark Knights, and slayer of many a Swadian, Lord Arathen is known through out the land as "...the best axe knight in Calderia."
Physical attributes:
Male, tall. Blue eyes, dark brown hair.
Weapons:
Wields a two-handed great axe, has several throwing axes strapped to his belt, and has a claymore on his back. Also, a large maul hangs on his belt.
Armor:
He wears platemail on his chest, back, and arms. On his head he wears a great helm with a yellow cross. His legs are clad in iron greaves on boots.
Clothing:
He wears a black shirt with yellow trim, fine black pants, a brown belt with a yellow buckle, and a brown sash with yellow trim.
Other:
Lord Arathen rides a heavy charger, has two sumpter horses follow him where ever he goes, and always has his squire Trinstan with him.
Alliences:
Vaegir
Dark Knight
Foes:
Swadian
Any Bandits
Background:
Lord Arathen started out as a bandit, preying on merchants and the like. A Swadian patrol then captured him and sold him to Zendar slave merchants. However, he put on a spectacular show when he single handedly fought off six watchmen with nothing more than a large piece of wood and roughly thirty rocks. He was then sold from the slave traders to the Arena Trainer. He underwent gruesome training filled with lashes, and many a bruise and cut. Finally he was forced into the grand Zendar Arena. He quickly established a bank of over 1,000 denars and won his freedom. For several weeks he did nothing but hunt Swadians. One day a Vaegir patrol offered him a job, "Go see the Lord of Rivecheg." Lord Arathen was quickly conscripted into the Vaegir army and fought brilliantly. He advanced to Knight of the Vaegir Army, and thats where he got his lordly title.
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Present Day:
Now, we find our hero in the Zendar Tavern. He's been drinking one too many cups of wine and a male archer just strode in...