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[b]Name:[/b] Steven Steelfist

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Gender:[/b] Male 

[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Nature:[/b] Steven’s rather stoic, but he’s hardly unemotional. Despite being carefree, he’s also practical and tends to be simple. Steven tries not to overcomplicate things. He can be fairly stubborn and petty, however, though it doesn’t seem like it. Nevertheless, he doesn’t hold grudges and typically does whatever needs to be done, even if he usually doesn’t do anything else. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t set his mind on much, but when he does, he goes all the way, and he’s adaptable enough to make it work.

[b]Looks:[/b] Steven sports black hair and dark eyes, and at first glance, his features have little that are distinct about them. He’s slightly taller than average, and his build is a little bigger. His expression is usually neutral and rarely changes. However, if you look deeper into his eyes, then you realise that he actually doesn’t really care about a lot of things, bringing about a certain air of calmness which translates to his body language. 

Steven is currently wearing his normal clothes and is wielding his dad’s halberd, as well as carrying stuff in a backpack and lugging around his dad’s old plate armour. Looks heavy, but it isn’t to Steven.

[b]Class:[/b] Farmer/knight/juggernaut, kinda. Let me explain.

Practically from the first time he could walk, Steven was trained to help out on the farm. And then, after a little of that, he was taught how to fight from his dad. He learned knight skills and built up his strength in order to use them effectively should the situation call for it. Over his lifetime, Steven’s managed to build up an uncommon amount of endurance and strength, enough to carry almost anything unencumbered, though this isn’t purely because of his upbringing.
 
[b]Story:[/b] Steven’s story begins with his father. Steven’s father was a relatively successful knight famed for his endurance on the battlefield. He rose up the ranks to be quite a respected knight, but decided to settle down with Steven’s mother and return to his roots. Buying a sizeable property, he began tilling the soil like he did in his youth. 

Steven was born as part of 8 siblings. 4 sisters, 3 brothers, though Steven was the oldest son (not oldest sibling, mind). As such, he got trained for the sword stuff first. He kind of just accepted it, as none of his other siblings really wanted it, mainly to spare his dad’s feelings. In all honesty, Steven just wanted to live life for a while, doing stuff. Not really anything specific, just stuff.

His life passed rather uneventfully for a while, until…

[b]Motive:[/b] The announcement came! His dad couldn't take the call(old wounds and stuff) and the rest of his siblings weren't really ideal so Steven decided to shoulder it by himself. The way he figured it, his dad would be pretty happy, and it wasn't like he was doing anything else with his life. And besides, seeing stuff he’d never seen couldn't be a bad thing, right?