Name: Kessig Mianthus

Origin: Avenase

Age: 24 

Race: Human

Class: Lancer
Appearance:[img]http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t21/ED_SOOTU/TornCloakHalberdAnime.jpg[/img]

Weapon(keep it basic obviously): Halberd

Magic: Cure (want to be a peacekeeper, or subduer.)  I have an idea and can explain it more to you later.

Personality: Pacifist.  Kessig learned to fight to subdue.  He believes that there is good in everyone, and some may need it beat into them. 

Loyalty: Luna Bladedancer

Rank(To be given by GM): Luna Bladedancer Elite Guard

History:  Kessig hailed from the imperial lands.  Tired of its harsh brutality, and its military based structure, he chose to leave.  He went in search of his true calling, and found it when gazing upon Luna Bladedancer.  She was giving a speech about the importance of peace, and he was awestruck.  For the last 6 years, he has done everything he can to get closer to the woman.  Luna's wisdom is what the world needs in Kessig's eyes.  Too much death, too much senseless violence.  And for what?  To be able to say the words "It's mine."?  The continents ruled the people not the other way around.  People focus on control so much, that when catastrophe strikes, they realize how little control they really have.  In Kessig's eyes, the world was a gift, not something to be taken for granted.  It seemed  Luna offered the same insight. 
	
	Kessig's popularity did grow in Tormin, and his experience with the Halberd was sought after.  While training in Tormin, he met a mage.  He taught the man a little self defense, so in close quarters he could get away and cast his spells, and in return, the mage started teaching Kessig how to feel the mana in the air.  To sense the magic.  He hoped that he could learn to heal those wounded.  The hair on his arms stood up and followed the flow of magic on this beautiful continent.  He could feel it, but could not quite channel it.  The mage told him he had potential and it was indeed possible.  

	Kessig's family abandoned him when he denounced the Imperials and he hasn't spoken to them since.  His father a wealthy man had donated many times to their cause, making their family name fairly known.  His fathers caravans were often guarded by imperial soldiers because of his loyalty and he oftened discounted wares and goods to the army.  Many people on Avenase sported Mianthus wares.