Name: Garen Steelsinger Appearance: [hider=Portrait] [img]http://i.imgur.com/ByV5Mul.png[/img] [/hider] Garen is a rather tall, muscular man standing around 6'1", his shaggy brown hair nearly reaches his shoulders. His eyes, under his brooding brow are dark and cunning, constantly scanning his surroundings. His rough, weathered face bears small scars from countless battles and his square, rigid jaw is unshaven. Species: Human Gender: Male Skills and standard abilities: Due to countless hours of training and even more hours and years of combat experience Garen has a very keen grasp of martial combat. Skilled with the sword, lance, warhammer, crossbow, and many other armaments. Also something of a strategist Garen has disciplined his mind to think many moves in advance, as such he's not only an able and dangerous combatant but a capable and quick-thinking commander. Supernatural/ magical abilities: The Song of Steel, Dance of Death: Garen himself would say his extreme proficiency with his blades came with hours upon hours of practice. Other more superstitious crowds believe him to be a demon warrior incarnate, whose only purpose in the world is to reap death upon whomever he pleases. Whatever the actual case, Garen is so attuned to his weapons and his body that when he fights his blades sing a funeral dirge for his enemies. The only sounds to be heard is the whooshing of blades slicing the air, the clanging of metal beating metal, and the screams of his defeated foes. Job: Mercenary, Soldier. Personality: To most Garen is a rough, cynical person having seen and dealt with enough death to make the man cold and indifferent to the cruelties of the world. As a wanderer and professional soldier Garen is disciplined, shrewd, logical, sarcastic, and at times a bit ruthless. Still, his iron like persona has soft spots, particularly towards children whom if he's in an area long enough will teach kids how to read, write, and otherwise survive. He gives those he counts as friends high regards and always pay his debts, loyalty with loyalty, blood with blood. [hider=Biography/ history:] His father was a hunter and perished in the fog when he was a boy. After that Garen and his mother survived the best they could, eventually she perished as well. After that the boy was recruited by a mercenary company called the Dragon's Blades at the age of 8. He was to serve the fighters much like a squire and eventually become a fighter himself. He stuck with the company for 10 years, becoming one of the group's most respected fighters and tacticians. He showed great leadership capabilities and quite the mind for battlefield strategy. The group had an established territory, the local villages were grateful for the protection and the company had food and lodging. Garen served as the one of three members of the company known as the "Dragon Heads" for a couple years, marrying the village chief's daughter, Elaine. The two had a daughter named Alys, they were happy, blissful. However the bliss would not last... One night after returning with his men from a monster hunt they found the village in flames. Monsters were ransacking the town and carting off it's inhabitants. Garen and his men did all they could and saved a few. But when the dust settled, Elaine and Alys were nowhere to be found, the village was ruined, burned, and what was left of the population didn't want to be anywhere near there. After that Garen left the Dragon's Blades, intent on penetrating the fog and find his family. That was his mission for years, until finally he did. He and his closest friend Jeremiah Cross who was a tracker hunted the beasts to their lair. The two stormed the place, finding horrific things, corpses, tortured, mangled, or worse. Finally the two found Elaine, or what was left of her. They searched but Alys could not be found. And so the two returned and went their separate ways, with Garen wandering the world. Listless aside from venturing once more into the fog to find his daughter. [/hider] Equipment: Twin longswords named Gwynt and Tân, a light metal heater shield, a longbow with a quiver of arrows. A steel breastplate, greaves, pauldrons, and gauntlets. The rest of his armor is made of leather and a little hide. He has a shortsword strapped to his back and a hunting knife on his right leg. Aside from that he has basic survial gear, a waterskin, pack, bedroll, flint and steel.