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Marsdan

Marsdan "Mars" Hawke
| Name | Marsdan |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Merc |
| Age | Young (24) |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wanderer. |
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| Outward Appearance | Age: 24 Hair: Black Eyes: Green Height: 6'0" Scars, Tattoos, Peircings: Scar on right cheek Accent: Bree-Lander Languages: Westron ((Banner artwork by http://olivietta.deviantart.com/)) |
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Background
Past
Marsdan was born and raised on a farm north of Bree he never knew his father but would always help his mother out around the farm but from a young age he always wanted to go out and explore the world. His mother would read him stories and tell him about places she had visited with his father, but after she found out she was pregnant with Mars he left her. Though she was strong willed and continued on without him winning the farm through a game of cards deciding this was the place she would raise her child.
As a boy Marsdan showed determination and courage yet he would always be laid back even in the most frightening of times. He would always make everyone he met laugh and smile with his jokes and personality. His mother taught him how to fight with a sword and hand to hand combat, he would always look up to her and adore her. One day in his early teens a group of merchants visited the farm seeking refuge from the storm his mother allowed them in offering them food and tea. They were impressed by Mars' sword skills and offered to hire him as a guard for their caravan, they couldn't pay him by coin but once their trip was finished he could have first choice of their stock.
After a conversation with his mother (mostly Mars protesting to leave her on her own) he agreed to take the job. His mother wanted him to go and see the world like she did, like he had always wanted. She didn't want him stuck on this farm coddling her for the rest of his life, he left the farm with the merchants, his sword and the clothes on his back. Along the trip he faced highwaymen and a bear, he gained the scar on his cheek but seemed to fare pretty well against his foes. At the end of the trip the merchants offered him stock as they had promised. He took some leather fur-trimmed armour and a two handed sword, though after he seemed a little lost on what to do next.
The merchants who had traveled with him suggested he look for more work as a guard and so he did, sometimes working with more merchants other times guarding a group of people or a certain person. He did his job well and received good pay sometimes more than he was supposed to get.
Present
Marsdan still works as a Guard for Hire but is currently in Bree to think about the old times he had spent with his mother running around the town as she sold produce that they had grown on their farm.
| Loves | Jokes, Cider, Nature, Peace and quiet, Utdred |
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| Hates | Noise, Unnecessary fights, Grumpy people. |
| Motivation | Live peacefully. |
| Quotes | "I try to avoid a fight if I can, if not then so be it." "I'm a guard for hire, not a Merc that means if you want someone killed go find a mercenary company" |
((Image by http://olivegbg.deviantart.com/))
