[b]Name[/b]: Alidrin Baldyr 
[b]Age[/b]: 24 
[b]Physical description[/b]: With dark locks of wavy hair that neared his shoulders and an athletic body, he was not unused to the attentions of girls. To the passerby, his eyes were as dull brown as the earth, but in the sun or shining by firelight, it showed their true maroon hue of color. He wears a red vest over a tan linen shirt, and brown, loose fitting trousers, with a very dark brown belt and shoes. He's a tall man, and fit, with long legs and strong arms.


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[*]Ali was born the only son, with two younger sisters and an older sister. His maroon eyes were gifted to him from neither parent. They were a curiosity, but none questioned his heritage.
[*]A plague swept through their town, and both Ali and one of his younger sisters became ill. His sister died, and Ali barely made it, but experienced terrible nightmares for many nights.
[*]When he was eleven, Ali found a wounded hawk in the woods and brought it home to take care of. Once it was good enough to fly again, he released it, and it would occasionally return to him for many years to come after.
[*]Having grown up tall, with a penchant for mischief and exploring the woods, he found he liked to travel. At age 15 he was granted a journey apprenticeship in the next town to a blacksmith, but found that though he did learn a thing or two of the trade, his favorite aspect was fetching tools from different towns for his master. Soon he dropped the apprenticeship and became a courier. Learning self defense by the captain of the local guard after Ali had done him a favor.  
[*]Has spent the last five years of his life traveling and surviving encounters with bandits, transporting important parcels or escorting merchants or men who will pay handsomely.
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