Character Name
Bjarke 'Grey Wolf' Black

Age
29

Appearance
[IMG]http://i60.tinypic.com/65r975.jpg[/IMG]
He has one remaining stark blue eye, his blonde hair can be trimmed or braided depending on his wants. He stands at 6ft 1" and weighs around 175lbs. He has several scars across his body from battles and encounters.

Personality
He is a more straight forward guy, unlikely to sugar coat most things. He has no problem killing but has issues when it comes to the murder of innocents, while he would prefer to stay out of the issues of others he will jump in if he needs to. He serves whoever has the most gold lining their pockets and is extremely loyal to the contract he signs.

Talents
Incredibly gifted swordsman, Rock hard liver, Master of Seduction 

Friends & Rivals
(Whoever the hell, Clericbeast's character is) 

Background
    Born as a bastard of a lesser Northern house, after spending many years trying to earn his fathers love and respect. Becoming a practiced swordsmen and warrior by the age of 18. After several public displays of his skills his father saw fit to grant him leave, to travel with a company of his fathers soldiers. They roamed the edges of his fathers lands patrolling towns, hunting bandits, collecting taxes, performing the work of a commander. After 2 years Bjarke had heard tales of his father growing sick, and old but he didnt believe it truly. Within these 2 years he had earned his name after surviving a night lost in the woods, emerging with a set of wolf pelts and several scars. When he returned to his fathers keep he saw his father sitting in the grand hall handling some business, the old man looked sickly indeed. Practically a skeleton governing the state. In the time Bjarke has been gone his father had brought two new sons to the keep, twins born by the lady of the keep. Bjarke knew why, if there were any to succeed the lordship of the keep it would be the twins, as opposed to a bastard boy. Later that day after the matters of the keeps maintenance and the lords responsibilities were met the two spoke in the council chamber. The conversation got heated and his father suffered from the excitement of it all, he fell to the floor convulsing and Bjarke called for the Sage but it was too late. His father died on the ground of his council chamber and nothing was done, the lady that his father took for his own ruled in his stead. She felt no love for the bastard and kicked him out. He took to roaming the lands and found himself moving through the south, then traveling to different continents selling his skills and acquiring new ones.

Other Information
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-YCtdu7gAM