Name: Merrick Fallenoak
Age: 22
Personality: Angry, cocky, loud. Mostly due to the fact that he's drunk most of the time.
Appearance: tall, brawny, dark brown straight hair, green eyes.
Rank: none. 
Equipment(Magic goes here): Morning star in the left hand and greatsword in the right
Bio(does not have to be long): Merrick grew up in the rich part of town. His father was always pressuring him to become a knight. “Knighthood pays a nice chunk of change if you please the right people” he'd say. Merrick trained as often as he could, mastering the ability to use multiple weapons at one time. When he was seventeen, Merrick went to the annual knighting ceremony. Every year, in his kingdom, five of the “most worthy” men would be knighted. There were games and alcohol galore. On the day of his challenge, a messenger came bearing terrible news. Merrick's father had become terribly ill and was expected to die within the week. Merrick quickly ran home, leaving his challenge unfinished. Needless to say, he was not knighted that year. After his father's death, he became a heavy drinker. He could often be found passed out on the side of the road. Most days, he spent helping his mother around the house. He loved her, but he was short with her, often calling her names. One day, when she too was ill, she called him into her room. He obediently entered and she pressed something into his hand. It was a flat chunk of bone with strange pictures engraved in it. He thought little of the gift, but it seemed important to the dying woman. He kept it in her honor. She died hours later. He then packed up and left home, leaving only the dead body of his mother and the flames of the burning house he used to call his own.

Sorry the Bio is so long. I borrowed Merrick from another one of my roleplays and he required a detailed bio. Also, the amulet played a big part in that roleplay. It could mean nothing in this one.