[center]Name: Calev Shaeld

Race: Beorc

Age: 34

Appearance:
[img]http://i.imgur.com/XM1u6wP.jpg[/img]

Class: 
- Hoplite - 
A well rounded defender that wields a lance and their ever present shield to prove themselves as some of the hardiest troops on the field, these foot soldiers truly shine when they are backed up by, and fight alongside, allies. 

Proficient In: Lance

Features: 
- Defensive Formation - 
Gains an additional rank in Constitution, and performs increasingly better when working alongside brothers and sisters in arms, losing offensive power and movement points while gaining in defensive power and resistances when working alongside allies.

Stats

Strength - C
Agility - C
Constitution - C
Mentality - C
Skill - C

Inventory: Iron Lance

Personality: 
Calev Shaeld is a humble man, and would never dare brag nor boast about his skill or talent, but operates with a focused clarity of mind on one goal. Improving himself, physically and mentally. From improving his lance techniques to studying the tactics and methods of heroes, and villains, long past, the man spends almost every waking moment bettering himself and preparing for the next test of his skills, or proving himself once more. He tends to see people for who they are, regardless of rumor and opinion, and will accept the aid of just about any man or woman, of any race or creed. Anyone can make themselves better, and he would be the last man to ever try and stop them and has even offered to others, in the past, to give a hand in training and preparation in whatever their next endeavor might be. Just so long as it does not prevent him from bettering himself somehow.

Biography: 
Calev Shaeld knows not who his parents were, nor would it really matter to the man if you would ask him of the matter today. It is an old, well healed wound, being an orphan with no idea who one's parent are, and not something he tends to discuss, nor enjoys doing so. As long as he could remember he has been either attending other soldiers, or acting as one himself, and was part of a company of mercenaries that specialized in taking a piece of land no one else could, and not letting anyone have it unless they were willing to pay dearly in blood. Knights and other Hoplites, the mercenary company being one of the few who used such men trained as such, made up their rank and file. The company master was led by a disgraced General who still aimed to prove himself and expected the absolute best out of every man and woman within the company. The infantry company had a nick name they were proud of, the Iron Brigade, and even their youngest and rawest recruits took pride in the name, alongside the fact the company had a tendency to stand against dictators and mad kings, its long history full of battles where they would nearly be wiped out holding the line to save one last village, one more important person, or that last vital supply caravan. Calev Shaeld would spend his life in the ranks of the mercenary company, working up the ranks and skill from being the attendant of a knight and bearing the [url=http://www.christies.com/lotfinderimages/D55511/a_crimson_silk_sikh_battle_standard_punjab_north_india_mid_19th_centur_d5551139_001h.jpg]crimson battle standard[/url] of the Iron Brigade to holding his own in the battle lines, shoulder to shoulder in a defensive position or taking an impossible position. The Iron Brigade would deliver, and until detached, Calev Shaeld would deliver right alongside of them. The Iron Brigade, as soon as word spread of the mad attacks in search of the Fire Emblem, the General ordered the march, they would park themselves in the path of the greatest military in the world and buy the poor sods they found themselves protecting as long as possible to escape or complete their task.

Additional Info: Calev is the most likely to overly strain his limits working too hard at a task.[/center]