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Right. Apologies. Like I said, it’s been awhile and I don’t remember the proper order of things.

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Name: Bhaskara Doran (Pronounced Bah-scar-ah Door-an)

Age: 22

Nationality: Turlinian, Galynia

Class: Flame Initiated Cavalier (More lance focused but still uses swords when advantageous.)

Role: Signaler

Appearance: Bhaskara while relaxing or doing menial chores for the mercenary group can often be spotted wearing a bright brown, long sleeved shirt, along with dark blue pants and marching boots. His bright red hair easily drawing attention to himself as it is rather hard to miss when out in the open. His body is on the slightly shorter side, being 5'6" though there is definite muscle under his clothing from his training. His bright blue eyes shine brightly and his pale skin is slightly marred by cuts and a scar across his right cheek from battles and training. However, along his left arm are multiple burn scars of varying damage, being more severe down at his hand, and less so the further up the arm it goes, from the elbow up is not burned. When in battle he dawns red, plated armor with various white flaming decals to distinguish himself in battle, his horses armor has matching patterns on its armor to his own.

Personality: Bhaskara is still young and inexperienced, and is thus naive to the worlds ways and lacks knowledge of traditional customs of nations, however he is very eager to learn of the world. He is almost always wearing a smile and is eager to prove his worth to others. He is always ready to lend a helping hand to others in trouble or simply listen if someone just needs to talk. In battle while he still retains his excitable attitude, he is much more serious and won't falter even in the face of dangerous odds. He follows orders to the best of his abilities, but if something seems wrong or out of place he will speak out. His faith in his god is highly important to him, and each night he lights a flame and prays before going to bed.

History: Bhaskara was born in Galynia as a member of the flame tribe, and was a highly curious child as he grew up. He was playful and enjoyed running about and playing like all children do, however he could be rather reckless, and would wind up coming home with bruises and cuts from all the adventures he'd have. Learning of his tribes ideals and culture he would soon wish to show his strength of faith and so at the young and foolishly brave age of 13 he lit a flame in the dead of night alone and placed his left arm within, wishing to show his strength and pledge his loyalty to his god, though in the process, his lower arm, under the elbow, all the way to his hand, he would have offered more but his father caught him doing so and forced him to stop. After a serious scolding and extinguishing the flame, he was taught more of their tribes teachings and specified the proper meanings for their rituals to show why what he did was foolish and irresponsible, even so what was done was done, and Bhaskara would have to live with his decisions, though he didn't regret his choice. For a long time his arm would hurt, and he had difficulty using it, but he endured and learned to push through the pain to use it in his everyday life once more. 

Once he was 20 he looked out to the world before him and with the blessings of his parents and a long and heartfelt farewell, with a promise to return one day, he took a horse, a lance, a sword, food and what little money he had, and set off to explore the world. It was during this time of wandering that he worked as a mercenary, and with what income he made he used to take care of himself and create the armor he and his steed wear today. After traveling alone, doing these odd jobs for about a year and three months, he then happened upon the mercenary group known as the Silver Hawks, and immediately wished to join them on the spot. Assigned to be the Signaler of the group, due to his quick steed and nimble movements, he now gets orders around the battlefield from the commander to those who are already moved onto the battlefield. While he is possibly the newest member of the Silver Hawks, he does his best to stand out and works with the vigor of someone with something to prove, he stands at the ready, sword and lance in hand to aid his allies and those in need. And that leads us to now.

Skills: He is rather adept at horseback riding, he is a decent enough cook (though sometimes he uses a little too much spice), his penmanship is exquisite, and he has a deep understanding of how to survive in the wild on his own if need be.

Trivia: Along his back are a few ritualistic markings of his tribe, each carefully hand designed as flames that reach around under his arms before curling up, as one would do to lift someone up from behind. It is a marking meaning, 'if you hold faith, your faith will hold you.' [/centre][/hider]
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Not bad. Let me see just how many we get before I start promising people to move their sheets to the CS tab, though. Might end up coming down to the wire a little, but I sorta doubt it. Can't hurt to be cautious, though.