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[list][*][u][b]Name[/b][/u]: Gerulf Walther
[*][u][b]Age[/b][/u]: 28
[*][u][b]Gender[/b][/u]: Male
[*][u][b]Race[/b][/u]: Human
[*][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u]:

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[*][u][b]Personality[/b][/u]: A curious man, he is often nosing into things he probably shouldn't. He means well, he just finds it very hard to restrain his natural curiosity and often forgoes the attempt all together. He is a generous man, willing to give the tunic on his back to a man in need. His quiet manner leaves him in the background of most social gatherings, silently watching the party, and the coming and going of various attendants and courtiers. Only when on the field of war does he speak up of his own accord with any regularity, and then usually only to seek clarification of orders. 

If the man has a flaw, it's that he is extremely curious in any unknown front and cynical on all others.

[*][u][b]Brief Backstory[/b][/u]: Born of impoverished nobility, life for him was less pleasant than for most noble born, though that isn't to say that he didn't grow up with the privileges often reserved for nobility. He spent time in his youth working in the fields of his father's lands, partly to help, and partly to fill his curiosity. It certainly didn't hurt his training as a knight any. Now, a newly knighted man himself, his family all but destitute due to blighted crops, he seeks to enrich his family by pursuing the life of a mercenary. 

He worked hard as a squire, studying and practicing long after the others had quite. Steadily working himself into the ground with his tenacious and rabid pace. Eventually forced to rest, he came out a more mature individual, willing and better able to weight the costs of his actions. He became a knight, just after the blight struck, and his armor and weapon were given to him by his mentor as thanks for his studious nature and strong character, even if he was just a tad too curious for his own good. Still, his curiosity leads him to be more clever than most, while his upbringing separates him from the rest of the nobility, leaving him cast adrift, between two worlds. So with his new arms and armor he resolved to carve his own future out, in a mercenary order. He looked into several different orders before finally settling on the Order of the Iron Rose.

Still, why choose the Order of the Iron Rose, when other companies could promise more pay? He hasn't ever said aloud why he chose this order, he only shakes his head, smiles and changes the subject when asked. Some think his time in the fields made him sympathetic to the weak. Others whisper of a personal curiosity regarding the new captain. His father suspects it has to do with the rumors of a woman that resembles his sister, who vanished shortly after the blight. 

[*][u][b]Equipment[/b][/u]: A sturdy pole-axe, tall as he is, and plate armor to compensate for his lack of shield. A heavy crossbow and quiver holding thirty bolts.

[*][u][b]Skills[/b][/u]: Man-at-Arms: proficient in the use of his preferred weapon, in addition to a sword, in melee combat, on the field and in the tourney lists. 
Marksman: Adept at hitting targets at range, though great focus and preparation are needed to hit his mark.[/list]
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