[hider=Jonathan Walker]

[b]Name: [/b]Jonathan Walker

[b]Class:[/b] Fighter

[b]Age:[/b] 26 

[b]Sex:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] 
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Has a square jaw and strong features. Jonathan's green eyes are underscored by constant bags from sleepless nights and heavy boozing. His blonde hair falls over his eyes in a lank mop that is in constant need of a good wash. He's badly shaven and constantly has stubble sprouting along his jawline. He's tall, but slouches, and thickly muscled from years of work. Underneath his clothes, he has a horrible scar that crosses the left side of his stomach.

[b]Equipment:[/b] Iron Axe

[b]Personality:[/b] An insomniac boozehound who doubles as a meat shield. He's vulgar and completely uninhibited with his various desires and dislikes. The axeman has heard nearly every insult in the book and throws them around when he gets upset. He has a nigh-inhuman alcohol tolerance despite actively despising his inability to get drunk. He's tough, both mentally and physically. Has an intense and powerful hatred about things ordained by 'fate'.

[b]Biography:[/b] As the son of a whore and a bandit, the child that became the alcoholic known as Jonathan Walker was always stubborn. He was born and nursed by his mother for only long enough for him to learn how to walk. Then he was tossed directly into the workings of the local banditry by one of the men who could have been his father. As a child, he didn't approach the front lines, but was put to work quickly doing menial labor tasks.  

His work with the bandits was short-lived as the local banditry were finally routed by the Plegian military in between one of the civil wars that plagued his home country. As a so-called 'impressionable youth' he was drafted into the standing militia in time for yet another of the wars. He was barely more than a child when he killed his first man. 

When the most recent civil war ended, he deserted taking his axe and his anger to Yilsse. He spent the next mouths lost and aimless, getting in brawls and using brute strength to bully his way through his new life. He's made his living as a chained dog, and finds his new life below even his sub-par standards. If nothing else, he wants to show the world that damned him to a life of drinking away his problems and beating the ones that stuck around that he will take the fight to it.[/hider]