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[color=0072bc]Age:[/color] 20
[color=0072bc]Description: [/color]
[color=0072bc]Height:[/color] 5’10
[color=0072bc]Weight:[/color] 137
[color=0072bc]Eye Color:[/color] Green
[color=0072bc]Hair Color:[/color] Dark Brown
[color=0072bc]History:[/color] 
 I’m Aaron. Nice to meet you. I’m the goddamn best when it comes to melee combat, and you better believe it. The Risen, the Living, I can smoke all of ‘em. My mentor taught me how. He was almost as good as me. My mentor was my idol. A father figure, a soldier, and a badass all wrapped up into one. My past? Well, I barely remember the old world, but it’s there. I reckon by the next generation, nobody will. 
	
My parents are still alive as far as I know, but those fuckers left me for dead. Thought I was done for, surrounded by Risen and destined to be chow. Yeah right. Then my mentor found me. Killed every single one of the Risen. Took me in. Brought me to the town. At first, I hated it. Seemed bland to me. Pretending like the world was alright. Then he started to teach me how to fight the Risen.

I was his apprentice, and a good one at that. Old man had a soft spot for me, and he always believed in me. I trained under him until I was finally ready to fight. At first, I snuck out. I know, rebel, right? Then I got my mentor killed. My stupidity killed him, and I’ll never forget that. After that, I heard my calling.

I finally got recruited. Took me long enough. I tried fighting with my mount and I was great at that, too. I’m bloody hopeless at ranged weapons, but get me up close and I can destroy the enemy, whatever it may be. Just call my name, and tell me who to kill.

Now I’m finally on an expedition, and the only thing I can say is: It’s about damn time. I can’t wait to finally see more than the town. It’s great and all, but it’s been so long since I went out. And I’m ready to slice up some Risen, or some people.
	
Well boys, I guess I'll shave my scruff. Seems like being a Trooper is how I operate now. I’m not complaining. 

[color=0072bc]Skills: [/color]
Savate-Aaron’s relative was a teacher of the style, and as such he excelled at it.
Agility-Aaron is very quick on his feet, which improves his fighting by a lot.
Mounted Fighting-Aaron does very well on a mount. 
[color=0072bc]Role:[/color] Trooper
[color=0072bc]Hobbies:[/color] Cooking, Reading, and finally, Whittling.
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