Hello everyone, I'm a friend of Mystyltainn and just thought I would say hi and get my CS in before he beats me up.
Name: Escher Ardack
Race: Human
Age: 20
Appearance: http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt7/Sara_Shadow/Other%20Anime/l_8aebb4f4c3d5e282d5a0222f25f97d2f.jpg
Personality: Escher is an optimist at heart, always trying his very best to see the
best out come of any situation. Armed with his fists, crude humor and undying smile
he faces the world with an easy going heart that is never out of beat.
Class: Monk
HP: 24
Str: 8
Mag: 5
Skl: 4
Spd: 5
Lck: 3
Def: 5(3)
Res: 2
Mov: 5
Armour Type: Medium
Shields: None
Mount: None
Affinity: Fire
Weapon Skill:
Knuckles/Gauntlets -E
Light Magics -E
Dagger -E
Feats: Armsman, Magic Flare
History: Escher was raised in the slums of Ostia Martin as a member of a small street
gang called The Blight. He was never fond of his criminal life style, but he made do
with what he could to survive. Most teenagers who joined a gang in Ostia Martin would
die within a few months due to the constant gang wars and famine, though Escher was
the exception.
He befriended a district priest, a servant of The light of Jalahandar. He would visit
the priest for healing whenever he was wounded in street fights or run-ins with the
city guard. The priests grew fond of Escher and saw him as a boy who could still make
something of himself. They began preaching and training him in their ways. Through
the priests of The Light of Jalahandar Escher learned his first spells in light magic
and with his newly learned skills he became well known on the streets not only as a
sufficient fighter but a valuable healer.
At the age of twenty Escher knew he couldn't stay on the streets for the rest of his
life. He was tired of healing children that he knew would just go out to hurt other
children, who would then in turn need healing before going out and hurting even more.
He was even tired of fighting in a gang war he knew was fruitless and would never
end. He pondered a way out of this endless cycle until a particular flyer caught his
eye. It was decorated with a large oak tree, on it was written "Greywood Company, The
company needs you, join today!" The flyer had a crudely drawn map with an "X" marking
the location of the company. Escher had heard of mercenary companies before, he had
never thought of joining one though. He peeled the flyer off the wall and set off at a
brisk pace, his head filled with excitement he hadn't felt since he stole his first
meal.