Born in the city of Arbor. Most his family were cannonists. His father served in the black guard, where he was killed in the bandit war of 1664-1668, he never got to meet his father due to his death and his mother died in childbirth, trying to birth his brother. When she died he was sent to live with his uncle in Renatus. His uncle was legionnaire. He stayed with his uncle until his unfortunate death when he was 16. After his uncle’s death, he was taken under the wing of Harry Ragnarson and joined his levy. Aspires to be a great warrior like his uncle and father.
Character Name: Marcus DeJeru
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: 6 feet tall. Brownish coloured hair. Scruffy facial hair. Blueish eyes. Somewhat muscular. Weighs 170.
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
((How does your character respond? Please ensure your response is at least six sentences long, and uses at least two actions.))
Example: (delete this when you add your own)
"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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