Name: Meliadoul Delacroix (Mel for short)
Class: Axe Paladin (Tier 2)
Weapons: Longaxe, shown in appearance.
Mel is about 5'10, making her rather tall for a female, and has very long red hair she usually wears in a French braid, and brilliant emerald eyes. She has a rather masculine form, and is fairly muscled beneath her armor. Her armor is made of steel, with brass trim. She usually goes with out a helmet, as she's rarely on the ground enough to merit the limit to her vision and hearing.
Personality: Meliadoul is a very direct and honest woman. She will accept no excuses from anyone, for anything, and she's not afraid to "crack the whip", when it's needed of her. She also has a tendency to slip into a maternal role when she's working in a group of people, even if they're older than her.
Bio: Mel came from a middle class merchant family that sold woven rugs and lived with a traveling caravan of other merchants and vendors that went from town to town. They sold a wide variety of wares, from porcelain vases, to snake oils, to "foreign delicacies", which was usually whatever giant bug the food vendor had manage to find that day. Mel and the other children of sellers became a tight little gang, causing mischief and minor destruction in every town. As they grew older, the crimes grew bigger, and being the eldest, Mel quickly took the position of ringleader.
When Mel was 17, her and her band of merry little thieves were caught trying to lift a whole stable of horses, and were locked up in the local jail. She sacrificed her own freedom to help them escape, being caught again and tied up this time to boot. But she had gotten her friends away, and that was all that mattered to her. The next morning, she was taken before the magistrate, and given a choice. Her hands, or the military. It was a no-brainer, she had no desire to lose her hands.
The next day, she was sent off to the capital, and began training to become a soldier. The next few months went by relatively fast, as she was already fit enough, and the only challenge she had was with learning how to fight from horseback, being already talented in using daggers and shortswords. She desperately wanted to be a paladin of the army, because even if she wasn't really here voluntarily, she did want to be someone important, something valuable. It wasn't the life she would've chosen, but she determined to make it the life she had. So she resolved to train at night, to learn how to fight from the back of a horse. She went to the mounted instructor, and begged to be allowed to use the mechanical horse they used for practicing. After much pleading, he finally relented, allowing her access to do so. For the next three months, she trained and learned about tactics, strategy, and various forms with sword styles by day, and by night she practiced her mounted combat.
Finally, the day came for their final combat tests. These tests would determine which role she would serve in the army. As she fought through the various tests, performing at or above average with the sword, and the spear, and with axes, she determined to do her best, regardless of what job was given her. At last, it was time for the mounted tests. First would be a speed strike, using her weapon of choice, as fast as she could get there, cut or stab the dummy, and get back. Being the second to last to ride, her weapon choice was limited. She had trained with the lance, but so had everyone else, and they were all taken already. She had the choice of a simple iron sword, or a massive longaxe, much heavier than anything else she had trained with. Despite being far better with a sword, she knew that there was very little chance she would be chosen if she used it. There were already a surplus of mounted swordsmen. Reluctantly, she chose the axe, hoping she wouldn't make a fool of herself.
Riding down the field, at full speed, she realized the axe wasn't as heavy as she originally thought, and sliced the dummy in half with ease, before riding back, beaming with pride. Next, would be the obstacle course, riding in full armor, and cutting her way through a tangled mess of dummies all over the field. This was intended to show her recognition in a crowded battlefield of allies and enemies, and effectiveness. Needless to add, she excelled here, having the quick mind of a thief.
The last tests were on paper, determining her prowess in tactics, strategy, and leadership traits. She would not receive her score on any of the tests until they had reviewed their notes and made their decision on what role each soldier would play.
A week later, she received her scroll, and she was named to the mounted division of the army, and was told to report to the axe paladin trainer, and begin her intensive training.
Over the next 6 months, she trained with over 400 other recruits, and quickly became the top rider of the group, in both her horsemanship, and her accuracy and balance with the longaxe from horseback.
A total of nine months after her arrest, she took her place in the army as an axe paladin, and prepared to serve her mandatory four years. It was the most uneventful tour of duty in the history of the army, and the time crawled while she trained, and ate, and slept. Three years in, she was given a job patrolling the capital streets, being a glorified cop. While it wasn't very fulfilling for her, she put her entire heart into it, and served her time, keeping drunks out of the streets and catching petty bread thieves.
The day her four years was up, she took her money, her axe, and her horse, and left to seek her fortunes. Within a few weeks, she had signed on with Bomga's mercenary group, and for the last 8 years, she's been working with him, slowly climbing the ladder. Now she is his most valuable lieutenant, and she's been given command of an entire division of the ever-growing group of sellswords.
She was en route to fulfil a contract with her troops when the airship they were traveling in hit freak inclement weather, causing it to crash land. Once she came to, she found herself in some forest, unlike any she had ever seen before...
Elemental Affinity: Wind