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Name: Mark Davis
Age: 19
Gender: Male 
Race: Human
Class: Swords man. 
Appearance: 
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Notable Traits: Short temper, alcoholic, loves fighting.
Belongings: Silver locket, sword and shield and a brass knuckle knife.
Abilities: Taking and dealing damage, fire enhancement.
Personality: Anti-social, quick to fight, loves to piss people off and loyal.
History: Mark had a somewhat rough start seeing as how he started off in an orphanage. His home wasn't all bad, the people looking after them did their best and the other kids were normal enough to like. The only problem was that the orphanage its self was within a bad neighborhood. Gang turf wars, drugs, shootings, even kidnappings were simply a day-to-day routine for Mark. His caretakers did their best to keep the children away from the harsh, crime filled life and most of the kids stayed on the good paths. Mark however didn't. Not even three days after his 11th birthday he did his first drug deal, along with a fatal shooting involving a rival dealer. He pulled the trigger. From there on out he grew into the very thing his now former caretakers tried to protect him from. A thug, murder, dope slinger, kidnapper, monster. Mark knew what he was and knew the path he lead was wrong, but it was to late he thought, he can never go back. That is until a childhood friend from his orphanage was one of his targets for kidnapping. Finally making up his mind he turned the barrel of his gun on those he worked for and insured their fall. Unfortunately, he fell with them. 
Other: Mark will sometimes lose himself within a fit of rage, killing whoever or whatever was in his way. Keep your distance once you hear his animal like snarl.
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