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Almost always seen wearing his armor, Albus stands at an impressive 6'3. Complementing his vertical greatness, Albus has impressive bulk. Not like that of say, a bodybuilder, or a barbarian,  but enough to make most folk think twice about picking a fight.

Name: Albus Ecco

Age: 24

Class: Mercenary.

Race:Beorc.

Birthplace: Ibion, Aralea.

Personality: To Albus, it's not the destination, but the adventure there. Although he supposes the destination could be pretty important as well. Despite his age, he still has that childlike wonder. When acting like a person his age, Albus prefers to be around friends, and share stories of their travels. Albus could be called a hoarder. He loves old ancient things, almost as if they were trophies of past adventures.

Biography: Albus has always been on the road. Since his birth in Ibion, he's wandered around the country with his family. And their friends, of course. Traveling in a Nomad group, Albus simply had to know [i]everybody[/i]. He learned everything there was to know about his friends, and was loved by all. During his time as a Nomad, he learned to live off the land. How to hunt for food. How to [i]survive[/i]. Being a Nomad wasn't easy, but Albus worked hard to support himself and the others. One day, after a month long journey, they reached the top of an enormous mountain. Or, at least it was to him. Albus looked on at the view. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

Years passed, and that view had still stayed with him. He was 20 years old now, and he decided to take on the world. He knew there were more spots like that all over the world. Just one more time. He wanted to see a sight like that just one more time. Wandering alone for a year, Albus trained with a sword. An Iron Blade to be exact. A heavy two handed double edged sword. He felt like a god of the battlefield, swinging around his fierce blade. As he explored, his enemies stood no chance. Bandits and brigands would crumple under the mighty cleave of his sword. Eventually, he met up with a band of adventurers. Yet this memory is so surpressed, he can't even remember their names. These hearty fellows would go all across the continent, looking for anything to explore. Ruins, mountains, caves, you name it, they were there. Until one night, his party was attacked by brigands. Ambushed, the party tried desperately to defend themselves. Yet the night was lost, and Albus only barely managed to escape with his life.

Broken, he wandered not for the adventure, but to seek out someone or something to help fix him. Then he remembered. The view. Making the journey once more up the mountain he and his Nomad friends had climbed before. He looked on at the view. It was just like he remembered. Reinvigorated, he set off once more. He continued to do what he always loved, exploring, and meeting new folks. The horrid memory of his past crew successfully buried,  he looks for a new merry band to join.

Inventory: An Iron Blade sits in its scabbard on Albus' back. He keeps a spare, just in case. You can find it sticking out of the top of his bag. Speaking of which, in his bag, several baubles from his past adventures can be found. An ancient scroll, which probably doesn't say anything important, a small vial containing vulnerary, and the hilt of his first sword. The blade is stuck in some Bandit's chest. He also keeps a pouch full of gold coins in his bag.

Other: Albus can be a bit of a hoarder. Finders keepers, after all.
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