[b]Name:[/b] Alexander Warcall

[b]Age:[/b] 60

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Occupation:[/b] Town Drunk

[b]Skills:[/b] Swordplay, drunken swordplay, speeches, writing, poetry, alcohol tolerance

[b]Powers:[/b] Alexander has uncanny powers of healing with adverse affects on the undead that don't appear to be arcane in nature. They can cure most nonlethal diseases and can heal anything short of a missing limb with enough time. Using the same type of energy, Alexander can create barriers that can block most attacks, but are fragile in that they break upon impact. In addition to this, Alexander can cast magic which causes those effect to gain minor boosts in strength and speed as well as confidence and bravery, however, these powers do not work unless the individual was healed using Alexander's power. Alexander can also utilize a weak form of this magic to illuminate otherwise dark places.

[b]Inventory:[/b] Alexander wields an apparently magic sword named "Temperance". Upon contact with any blood with high enough traces of magic, usually wizards or magical beasts, the blade glows white for fifteen minutes. While glowing, if the sword cuts into something, it will force itself to cleave through with great fervency, capable of slashing through solid steel. However, if the blade cuts into something on accident, Alexander has little control of the blade; in this case, if the blade cuts into for instance, the dirt, it will try to cut all the way through the ground until the time is up effectively anchoring Alexander to the ground, Alexander only capable of trying to pull it out or hoping to pierce through something else to turn the blade's attention to that. Alexander's own blood does not fulfill the minimum need to activate the blade's magic. Alexander also carries a parrying dagger that, while is hard and kept sharp, is completely non-magical in nature. He also wears a suit of armor, which he both cherishes and polishes regularly. It is also non-magical. Should he ever remove his suit of armor, one might notice a rather expensive looking wedding ring on either finger, made of solid gold with diamonds lining its circumference.

[b]History:[/b] Alexander was born in a far off city. A once sprawling metropolis, it was the only place Alexander ever knew. It was there where he grew up, learned everything he knew, worked, met his first love, and had children. The city had its own defense system outside threats, training its citizens, and having it so that the men must serve a year defending the city in order to gain full citizenship. One day, Alexander's city was razed not from the outside, but taken down from the inside by foreigners who wanted to implement their own style of thinking.

Being one of few safe havens from the wrathful gods, the city would often get refugees whose homes have been taken from them. These refugees took advantage of their position, not having to fight for the city and thrived within the metropolis, eventually outnumbering the city's natives. The immigrants killed Alexander's family in a twisted sense of 'honor'. Alexander was a trained soldier as required by the city, but his own honor system did not allow him to kill the foreigners. Alexander instead escaped and was soon greeted with monsters that tried to eat him.

Struggling to survive, Alexander questioned the meaning of his life and the benignity of the gods. Cornered, he gave up. But then, a voice cried out from inside of him. His inner light shined bright, giving Alexander the strength to fight in the form of a magic sword in place of his old sword as well as bizarre powers to utilize. He fought through literal oceans of monsters before eventually being drawn to the village of Kado.

There, he was found by the Guardians with blood all over his sword and armor. At first, Alexander fought alongside the Guardians. However, as he continued through the village, he grew older and more contempt. He grew old and jaded. Eventually, Alexander decided he'd rather let the younger people fight on his behalf as he drunk alcohol from the traders who went to the village every now and then.

Alexander supported himself by hunting for food. If he needed money, he'd offer to write others poetry or sometimes short stories. If he was granted something valuable enough that didn't have sentimental value, Alexander would attempt to trade up, bartering his way to higher valued belongings which he would later trade for more alcohol. Alexander once took shelter inside the guardian head quarters, however, as he attempted to separate himself from them, Alexander decidedly slept on a hammock strung over a large, tall tree near the village, the branches far apart enough to have a hammock tied between them, a rope ladder allowing Alexander to climb to the hammock, which he would roll up when he went to bed to deter invaders from disturbing him.

[b]Point of Interest:[/b] Alexander built a shrine carved into a tree trunk, incenses burning from it with flowers laying aside it. The parts of the shrine sticking out of the trunk are themselves made out of wood and painted red. The inside is also painted. On the shrine is a cross as well as the picture of an apparently young woman presumed to be Alexander's wife. a metal cup filled with ashes is placed in front of the picture, several sticks of incenses sticking out. Every night, regardless of how drunk he is, Alexander will go to the shrine and write a letter, burning it before the shrine and watching as the ash rises to the heavens. He does this regardless if it rains or snows. A flat, rudimentary roof is built over the shrine to keep rain away.