[b][i]Appearance:[/b][/i] Her skin tanned from years of wrestling bears and tearing the heads off of trolls, Maerdan is fairly dark for a Bosmer. She is a sturdy-looking woman of medium height with broad shoulders and wide hips. Her dark brown hair is styled in a short hawk with shaved sides. 

[b][i]Name:[/b][/i] Maerdan Bavaril

[b][i]Gender:[/b][/i] Female

[b][i]Age:[/b][/i] 56 (~late twenties, for a non-Mer)

[b][i]Race:[/b][/i] Bosmer

[b][i]Birthsign:[/b][/i] The Lady (Skyrim Variant)

[b][i]Personality:[/b][/i] Fierce, physically strong, and constantly on the look-out for a brawl, Maerdan is anything but the typical Wood Elf. While she enjoys sneaking circles around opponents while shooting them in the naughty bits, she is much fonder of exploding their skulls with a well-placed blow from her hammer. She has a disconcerting habit of charging anything especially large and dangerous to see how long it takes for her to kill it. If anyone follows her, they tend to keep to a safe distance so they can observe the carnage. 

[b][i]Backstory:[/b][/i] Maerdan’s earliest memories were of the wilds of Skyrim, hunting and fishing to sustain herself. She remembers little of her family, if anything at all, but is rarely bothered by it. She’s been alone and will be alone, in her mind, and while there are enemies to stomp and dungeons to spelunk she’s happy. 

A rover by trade and by nature, Maerdan is often all over Tamriel in search of adventure and the next handful of Septims. She’ll occasionally take odd jobs for extra coin and to alleviate her boredom: mainly muscle-type operations where she’s needed to look intimidating and hit things with her hammer. She prefers working for herself, however, and has for many years. It will be strange for her to work with more than a single other person. 

[b][i]Skills:[/b][/i] Proficient in Two-Handed weaponry, Heavy-Armor, Stealth, and Smithing. Her Hand-to-Hand is competent, as is her Archery, although she prefers her hammer to a bow. She is extremely strong and capable of crushing larger opponents with ease. Her magical skills are… lacking. While she can occasionally cast some Destruction in a pinch, she’s much better off just punching the threat into unconsciousness. 

[b][i]Equipment:[/b][/i] A set of dented, heavily-scarred steel armor, a lovingly cared-for Orcish warhammer, an Orcish bow and arrows, and more potions than the average alchemical shop. She’s enchanted most of it to up her Health Points, Two-Handed skill, and Heavy-Armor skill.