[center][B]Rudolfo von Klaus[/B]
[i]Fight me.[/i][/center]

[indent][b]Full name:[/b] Rudolfo Persching von Klaus XIII

[b]Titles:[/b] "Black Jack", "Grognard"

[b]Rank:[/b] Stag

[b]Age:[/b] 62

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Personality:[/b] Once a feared warrior, when the sands of time wore out his back and his cane replaced his sword in his main hand, Rudolfo was reduced to nothing but a blathering and foul-mouthed old man. All that he experienced in his time had made Rudolfo jaded. He dislikes society and is fed up with his superiors. At an early age, Rudolfo began to question life. He was curious as to what purpose he had and why all had become as it did. When he first picked up a sword, Rudolfo came to understand life better. He would forge meaning, writing with the blood of his enemies and his sword as his pen. Everything else became a mundane chore for Rudolfo and he could think of nothing except to wait for his next battle. When he came of age, little had changed. Then when he grew older, the most significant thing Rudolfo gained was senility. Though he is less forgetful than his underlings would like, Rudolfo is noticeably senile. Rudolfo was known to drink heavily from a younger age. His drinking habits had progressed.

[b]History:[/b] Rudolfo grew up in a peasant family simply as Persching. Rudolfo's family could not afford a surname. His parents worked toiling on the fields, and when Rudolfo was old enough, he did too. Rudolfo would rise early in the morning, tend the animals, and harvest crops without a word. Rudolfo had too much respect for his parents then. Though he never voiced any dissent, Rudolfo had pondered into the meanings of things.When he became a teenager, Rudolfo discovered he hated his parents and religion. Without his parent's knowing, Rudolfo packed whatever he could get his hands on and left. When Rudolfo ran out of food, he would steal it. Often Rudolfo would get caught. Twice, he had nearly been executed. Rudolfo was fed up with the world. He sought to end himself, but could never bring himself to do so. Before he did, he discovered a band of mercenaries- the Iron Company. Rudolfo couldn't do very many jobs, and he needed to keep a low profile. Mercenary work seemed an easy answer.

Rudolfo began as a boar. He had no name then. Even so, he managed to meet his first love. She was a minor noble and one of three sisters. Her family had no sons and their father, Rudolfo von Klaus XII, was in a rush to get his daughters married. Rudolfo fought for many months to gain his sweetheart's affection. It took him longer to get the father's approval. When Rudolfo married, it was agreed that he took his father in law's name. Rudolfo did not want to be reminded of his past, and so burned his old belongings. Anything he had that was keepsake of his old family was discarded. The name Persching, however, stuck. It was what the Iron Company had always referred him as, and the name he had always given others. Rudolfo could not soon rid himself of his name- that which he had for the longest time.

After a life time of war, Rudolfo still could not settle down. He wanted to die properly in war, even if he had become to old to wield his sword. His sword hand shudders as he grips the handle, but the will did not fade.

[b]Skills:[/b] A lifetime as a mercenary had left experiences of a veteran. Rudolfo could act as a priceless wellspring of encyclopedic knowledge and wisdom on the art of war and swordplay as well as other weapon techniques that could work on a continental scale. That is, if someone managed to get Rudolfo to speak in a non-biting manner.

[b]Dreams and fears:[/b] Too old to be a bear, Rudolfo's only wish is to die. His greatest fear is to die alone of old age instead of with his sword on the battlefield. 

[b]Favored equipment:[/b] Rudolfo insists on his troops wielding spears, and to make sure they are longer than the opponent's. However, he believes that the braver soldiers should fight bare handed to test their mettle.

[b]Extra:[/b] The noble insignia of the von Klaus clan is a circular shield with four torches equidistant from each other. The torches meet with one large flame at the center.
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