Name: : Mars Rose aka Saber

Age: 21
 
Race: Human

Appearance: [hider= image] [img]http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/091/f/f/ff80bebae482d55cfbb9cadcf0d00b7b.jpg[/img] [/hider]
 
Powers: Killing spells, fire magicks, healing magicks, and artifact conjuration (mainly sword equipments)
 
Personality: Mars is a warmonger. He loves everything about it. The smell of burnt corpses, the life and death struggle, the tactics of individual and group combat all call to him. He loves the rush of a good fight. He is quick to fight but he is quicker to think. He will not attack an opponent if he knows he will lose. He has spend many years traveling planes to find conflict after conflict to serve as a mercenary, He cares little about the cause he fights for or who falls at the end of his blades. While he does make treaties with some demons, he ends up leaning towards good in the end. While he dislikes peace, he strives to bring an end to the wars he "plays" in to a decisive end.

Bio: Mars was born on a plane on one of the far flung edges of the Multiverse. His tribe was peaceful and nomadic until they were attacked by a more advanced culture from the plains. His people brought into slavery under the banner of their conquerors. Mars was only three at the time of his enslavement so he was taken to be raised as a slave soldier. Being Perfectly expendable to the empire that he called master there was never any need to give him any comforts. Until he was 8, He assisted as much as he was able around the front line camps, treating the military wounded. His medical training continued after that as he began to train to fight as a soldier. When still he was 16 years old was sent on a raid to enslave a tribe much like his own. That is when fate intervened. The people he fought set a trap. As they fled into a mountain pass, Mars and the rest of his slave troopers were ordered to follow them. The pass was narrow and it was home to a dragon who the villagers knew how to hid from. The Dragon, enraged and territorial, attacked his unit. They were powerless to stop it. As Mars took cover and raised his iron shield to defend himself the Dragons fire ripped through the narrow chasm. From behind his shield he saw the closest thing he had to friends burn away. As his shield melted from the heat of dragon fire, Mars prayed for the first time. And for the first time it was answered. On the edge of death, his desire to live awoken his spark sending him burning and plummeting through the Blinding Eternities. He crashed through the barrier between worlds as he planeswalked for the first time. He landed in the middle of the Mirrodin conflict and learning magic from that world and eventually mastered how to planeswalk and has been seeking conflict ever sense. 

Misc: Always carries a sword on his back. When sheathed it is invisible. He sometimes uses it while shield like a blunt Broadsword. He calls it his saber and that is where he gets his code name "Saber." The sword originated on Mirrodin. I hope to reveal which sword it is in roleplay.