ironhex1

Martin Castyre is the youngest of a line of Savoyard mercenaries, a proficient, professional family practice that excels as personal bodyguards to merchants and nobility, and as stout warfighters. This tradition had been carried through the Lotharingian Civil War by Martin's father. The war, and the terrors his father experienced in it, made his young father into a hard, cold man. His father saw only mistakes in the horror of war, only the errors of each and every soldier's technique, kit and so forth. Bent to not see his son end the same way as he saw so many others, he pushed Martin from birth to be the best that he could be, training him hard, often and brutally. Martin's mother left for another man, never agreeing with Martin's father's attitude towards the raising of their son and resenting the cold man that was raising her son into another cold man. However, by the time Martin was ready to start taking contracts of his own, he had found his sire dead in his bed, finally gone to rest with the others from the bloody war. Martin didn't shed a tear, that wasn't the way he'd been raised, he simply went to take his father's place, informing his new client that he'd be taking the place of his father. NOTE FOR APP TEAM: Accidentally filled out my app before setting up a forums account, so apologies for the repost.