Name: Zaccar 
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Nationality: Ural

Appearance: Minus a bit of the cape though. Stands at around 6' 5'', this is believed to be more then likely due to his great great grandmother (who is referenced but we do not know, still have a cookie for anyone who can guess. XD). His eyes are actually more of a sea blue color with dark brown hair. The dark sign can be located on his left shoulder blade on his back. He is fairly muscular, enough so to be able to wield the weapons he has at least.
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Equipment: Estus Flask, Green Blossoms, some mosses, his sword and shield (see below), a greatbow that rarely comes out unless necessary with some greatarrows (again see image below), A knife mostly for eating purposes as well as shaving, his armor of course like in the appearance section of the bio

Sword: Lunaira
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Shield: Dragon's Bane 
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Greatbow: Twin-headed greatbow or he likes to call it the Penetrator (more references FTW!)
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Backstory: It is said that one of his ancestors was a fair, maiden from a realm not of this plane (try to guess who I'm referencing and I'll give a cookie XD). It is unknown who she truely was but she had come to Ural when it was still a small town rather then a kingdom and gifted a child to a family who could never have any. With that as quickly as she had come to the village, she left, without saying a word or leaving a trace of being able to find her. The family raised this child and eventually this child would become to be Zaccar's great grandfather.
Zaccar was always a person of adventure and exploration. His favorite things as a child were the stories of old that talked about talltales of magnificent kingdoms and faraway places with heroic knights and the ever powerful lords that commanded them. His favorite being a tale of four knights under one lord who saved a realm from impending darkness caused by a powerful demon. Of course these were mere stories (or so they thought, with the time that has gone by some things disappear and are forgotten and reappear as mere tales), but these tales made him decide on what he wished to be as he grew older and older. He wished to defend his homeland and his fellow neighbor from what dangers there were in the world. That was what he did, he trained to be a knight, one skillful in the ways of sword and shield with a hint of cryomancy that was commonly practiced in Ural.
He was twenty-five when the first dragon in Ural was spotted and by then he was a knight in training, nearly done with his works. He and several others were sent out to combat the beast and he alone succeeded in making the killing blow, taking the skull as his trophy that he uses now as a shield to show his prowess in battle. His sword was gifted to him from his family something they said that had been with them for generations since his great grandfather had been left in Ural all those many years ago. A sword that's blade was a magnificent blue in color. He gave the sword it's first true name, Lunaira.
Yet his life would come crumbling down upon himself in due time. After the defeat of the dragon he was hero, he became a knight, and fell in love. When he turned thirty three though all that changed. A symbol appeared on him, one that was older then men itself, a symbol that could be viewed as a blessing as much as a curse. He was tainted with the dark sign and soon his memory began to fade into nothingness.
He arrived in Terrace, after three years of wandering but had no recollection of his past, only faded memories of people and nightmares that haunted him. He only knows that it had something to do with the dragons and believes that once they are all slayed he will gain what he has lost and only then be able to remember the truth. However is it better to not remember the grim truth and be happy or learn it and live miserably?.... (Foreshadowing FTW!)
The only thing he knows that has any relation to who he is, is one word spoken by the dragon he killed many years ago in its dying breath- [i]"Crossbreed"[/i].
Upon entering Terrace he joined up with a covenant called the Remnants of the Sun, a covenant that he saw as being a worthy cause for a knight like himself.

Covenant: Remnants of the Sun (since the covenants did change between Dark Souls and Dark Souls 2 I figured there would be new ones or old ones (which were also in Dark Souls 2) that have different names. Remnants of the Sun would be basically the Sunbro covenant but after the first game it's following would of shrunk down, people having little hope of the lords returning and that only darkness would remain. The Remnants of the Sun though would be the most faithful who banded together and slowly they are returning again.