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[b]Username:[/b] taistelusopuli
[b]Name:[/b] Nathair-Sgiathach "Nath or Nathair" Marcach
[b]Age:[/b] 24
[b]Gender:[/b] male

[b]Rank:[/b] Rider
[b]Equipment:[/b] Weapons - Two [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karambit]karambit[/url]-knives and [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kampilan]kampilan[/url] | Other - First aid kit with bandages, ointments and herbs that provide and adrenaline rush or makes one temporarily numb to pain; Tool pouch

[b]Appearance:[/b] Nathair is about 5 feet and 7 inches tall. His a bit over 180 pound body is fit and toned but not overly muscular. His skin has tanned slightly during his time in the South but it is still obvious that he comes from further North. He moves around lightly with extraordinary balance.

Most of the time Nathair wears somewhat loose dark colored clothes to make moving light and easy. His long sleeved shirt has a well sitting hood he uses sometimes. Strapped around his forearms he has protective leather bracelets. His pants he has tucked into his light high neck leather boots that he has also strapped.

As his battle gear Nathair uses a hardened leather vest with cauldrons that has some strategically placed in-sowed steel plates. Around his waist he has a leather belt with a first aid kit and his tool pouch. Behind his back, attached to his belt his has a horizontally placed sheath with his kampilan. Strapped on his thighs he has to karambits.

[b]Personality:[/b] In his core Nathair is an open, welcoming, positive person who wants to do what is right. For a long time though, he has been rather gloomy - pretty much ever since he left from home. He is a kind of a dare devil and values nothing more than a real friend and a brother in arms. He does not get angry often, but when he does he usually just is silent and walks away to be alone for a moment. In action he is accurate and determined. He keeps pushing forward to victory. He does not give up and this regard it can be hard for him to see when it is good to let go.

[b]Short Biography:[/b] Nathair comes from the North coast of Ambrosis. There he had been a dragon rider and a protector of a village he was born in most of his life. He had a special relationship with his dragon at the time. He flew without chains and they were like brothers. Their unity and cooperation was unparalleled in the region.

On a winter night about a year ago the village was raided by pirates. Nathair was down with fever and not really in the condition to fight but he flew anyway. When the Sun rose in the horizon the pirates were gone, Nathair had fallen from the sky and his dragon, his friend and brother, had been killed. Nathair could not stay in the village. Once he had recovered, he had packed his bag and left. He kept walking South, away from the Northern coast, away from the loss.

[b]Mount:[/b] Dazenth the Cleaver

[b]Other:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVVXNDv8rY0]Theme[/url]