Name: Richard Braddock

Race: Beorc

Age: 32

Appearance: 
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Beneath his helmet, Richard is a bearded and square-jawed man of rough countenance, sporting dark brown hair. In addition, his face is marred by an almost absurd number of battle-scars, looking as if he'd been mauled by a bear (or several).

Class: Fighter

Proficient In: Axes

Features:
Finest Hour - When critically injured, Richard's Constitution rises by two ranks.

[u]Stats[/u] 
 Strength - S
 Agility - E
 Constitution - B
 Mentality - E
 Skill - C

Inventory: Iron Axe

Personality: Despite his rather grim appearance, Richard is a remarkably jolly and jovial fellow, and does his best to get along well with his mercenary comrades. A man of simple tastes, he prefers to spend his spare time eating, drinking, and making merry. Furthermore, Richard is rather bombastic, prone to shouting nigh-constantly, usually while proudly boasting of his glorious deeds. He is not all talk, however, and is more than happy to demonstrate his 'unparalleled magnificence' in the field.

Biography: Born to a retired mercenary and a baker, the young Richard grew up whilst being regaled with tales of his father's many exploits. While a number of these tales were questionable in their validity, it did a wonderful job of entertaining the young lad, and inspired him to emulate his father. Taking it in stride, the lad's father decided to train him in the time-honoured art of hitting things with an axe, much to his mother's dismay. When he came of age, Richard took up the arms and armour of his father, and set out to become a mercenary of equal renown.

Many years have passed since that day, and while Richard's lofty goal has yet to be achieved, his dedication has not wavered in the slightest.

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