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Name: Conan Trant

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance:[img=http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/bc/76/7d/bc767dc51209d7b27c12ffa86866e6e6.jpg]
[url=http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/179/c/4/nightingale_armor_by_williamfdrake-d557y35.jpg]Armor[/url]

Personality: Normally Solemn and stern unless enraged or challenged in a fight in which case he becomes violent and wild.
Bio: Originally from a war-torn land, Conan was literally born on a battlefield. When fighting had spilled into his village, His mother was forced to give birth to him right amidst the fighting. Fate had truly smiled on them that day, for the attackers were driven out and and the newly-born Conan and his mother were fortunate enough to survive the battle. His birth was seen a good omen and his mother named him after the chief deity of their people to mark this. 

Conan lived with his mother in their village but it was anything but peaceful. He grew up seeing people he loved die on an almost weekly basis as war continued to wage across the land and everyday it seemed to get closer and closer to home. Most of the men had left to join in the fighting and this made Conan question the whereabouts of his father. His mother told him that his father was a mercenary from Analand who had fought in their land's war and had left with his company when they had pulled out of the conflict. Conan was always wary and skeptical of them since he had never met him but his mother was still lovestruck and she spoke of him highly and one day promised to take Conan from the war-stricken land to be with him. That promise never came to pass as the fighting broke out near their village again, razing it to the ground and claiming his mothers life. The village in ruins and surrounded by corpses Conan wept as he held his mother's body. After that he had no where to go. He traversed the land and continued to witness the acts brought about by its war, and instead of shying away he instead embraced it. War became his teacher and he learned everything it taught graciously. He became skilled in the art of the sword and fighting, as well as a tactician from watching the strategies preformed in his land's war. 

When he was seventeen he finally afforded passage to Analand where through sheer luck he had met his long lost father, recognizing him by the pendant that his mother had given him before he left. The man trained him further and brought him into the mercenary business apart of the company he now headed, The Night Dogs. 

Conan took to the mercenary life well, and when his father passed away from illness when he twenty he took command of the Night Dogs in his place. The Night Dogs were among the people contracted by the king to colonize the new continent as protection.

Other: Is known as The Wild Hound for his temperament when dealing with hostile enemies, and his relentless strategies. Wear a [url=http://www.avalonstreasury.com/Avalons-Treasury-Templates/LH/Legends-of-Rhiannon/Images/Avalons-Treasury-Hounds-of-Cuchulainn-Pendant-LH-L13.jpg]pendant[/url] that originally belonged to his mother until she gave to his father who in turn passed it to him on his deathbed. Has a bad reputation with pirates after his company destroyed a few crews at Shipwreck Cove.