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[h3]Character Description[/h3]
[b]Name:[/b] Lt Laurent “Louis” Le Mariner 
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Nationality:[/b] Favis
[b]Appearance:[/b]

A taller man, dark hair and athletic having recently graduated from the Military academy with green eyes, a small scar on his cheek from a sabre competition accident and a lighter weight pugilist who took upon it as a way to build up his frame a little. 

A certain charisma that might make him break him. Or both. 

[b]Personal Effects[/b]: 

Imported Colt .45 semi auto. 
Officers sabre engraved with his name and Favis Navy coat of arms. 
Pair of knuckle dusters for when its time to fight dirty.
A small Favis symbol on a chain to remind him where he is from containing sand from a Favis beach.


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[h3][b]Background:[/b][/h3]
[b]What is your job[/b]Lt in Favis Royal Navy Fleet air arm. On extended duty.
[b]Backstory[/b]:

Born to a family with a long history of service from Dubious privateers, outright pirates and Naval officers, to statesmen and more. The name weighed on his choices and future. His father had served a short time before becoming a foreign office member, his Uncle was a … the man was both an officer, a rogue and a diplomat at once. Making sense of that was difficult. 

His mother had been a non inheriting daughter of a larger titled family, she bore no title bar a minor inheritance and a somewhat talent to find trouble but talk her way out of it. 

They held a large townhouse in the capital and he, while not a Lord or titled, was a family of means, gentlemen and ladies who held various posts of influence over the decades with the name going back to the era of Piracy when Favis was a nation of barely legalised piracy under a glamour of legality. 

After a few too many drinks he wanted to break the expectations his father had of joining the Marines and went to his aunt who got her brother to call in a favour. The now Admiral got him reassigned to the Favis Fleet Air arm, and that led to an offer… 

He graduated well in his class at the officer academy, not the first but well and won the class dueling award in 2 of his 3 years earning a named and decorated sabre as an award from the academy commandant. He was s light weight boxer and used the time to build contacts, as well as to try and put on some muscle. 

Favis needed to learn about airships, he was a young driven man, willing to take risks, and a certain expedition sounded like a good way to gain experience of airships  to bring back knowledge and fulfill his desires for adventure. He sold it well, and soon found himself on a ship bound for the Main with his uncle's approval smoothing the way, a Rear admiral's support soon cleared paperwork out the way. 

He upset his father, the argued but remained firm and took his own path in own ways, choosing a new gun out of the main, taking a path in a new branch of service where it had yet to fully decide what it wanted to become. 

He took at times like his brother for his father's comfort, the old rogue had done well but it was not the path he wanted for his son.

That all led to a hotel in the Main, an adventure. An airship.

It was new. Dangerous and also entirely up to him to create his own opertunities. Perfect. 





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