Name:Thom Chaff
Age:22
Gender:Male
Apperance: Albeit a bit taller, and much broader.
Personality:A grim, albeit slightly traumatized soldier, with a heavy distaste of the nobility. Who would do anything to protect those he holds dear, even if it cost him his life. While he would protect those he holds dear, no one really knows if he actually holds you dear, or not as he doesn't say so, nor speak much at all, instead opting to grunt, hmm, or use basic gestures to get his point across though has a tendency to be vocal on the battlefield with his war cries, and whooping shouts as he enters to the fray in his heavy armor.
Backstory:Born in Alba, and the youngest of 8. Thom had always stood out among many, even his own siblings having been a large boy, larger than average at birth, larger than the other boys, and girls in childhood. This combined with his strength made him a pretty innate choice for him to do the heavy jobs around his village. Chopping wood, carrying goods off of, and onto carts, and earned him a profession as the village blacksmiths apprentice into his early teenage years. To Thom now, all that hard work was what he considered his golden years, his era of peace before getting hit with the face with the hammer that was reality.
The nobility had been getting discontented with their emperor, with discontent comes ploys for power, comes battle, comes backstabbing. Thom unfortunately at fifteen years old was caught up in this, his nobles local recruitment force saw the mountain of a boy, and conscripted him into his nobles fighting force. There the boy was forced to fight other nobles on the bitter field of battle. Either luck, or some sort of divine providence saved his life on those battlefields, but as time went on he hardened to war, he feared a part of him had begun to enjoy it, but it was a part of him he stuffed deep down. He survived battle after battle he was sent into becoming quite well known amongst his lords men, so he had the boy transferred to a different part of his army, a division of unmounted knights.
It was here where Thom found his true desire. Seeing the other knights putting their lives on the line in their heavy armor, seeing them protect the bulk of the army, and each other, actually giving a damn about a life. Thom promised himself that as long as there was war, he'd aspire to be like them to not fight for his own life but to protect those who might have a brighter future, to be the strong bulwark his people needed him to be. After the invasion of the kingdom however his noble had been one of the first to fall, and swear fealty to the invading king. This left his surviving troops in somewhat of a predicament they could either swear fealty to their new king, desert the army, or flee back to the capital to enlist with the Imperial army.
It was here the once tight knit regiment of armored soldiers became torn. They all agreed to desert, but to where was the question. Some wished to return to the capital to join the war, others wished to make their own life to raid, and pillage, to become bandits in their own homeland. Fighting both their former empire, and the kingdom. Thom wished he could say they all saw reason, and parted peacefully but nobody did. As they set camp, the ones who wished to become bandits turned on their brothers. Attacking without provocation, any noble dignified airs that had once been replaced with contempt, greed, and disdain. The fighting was bloody, and Thom was told by his captain to flee, and so he did. Only taking the clothes on his back with him as he fled into the wilderness.
Eventually wilderness gave way to civilization, and Thom was shown kindness as a stranger let him ride in his cart all the way to the capital. It was here he signed on with the imperial army, another unknown soldier in the sea of fresh faces that would be his new brothers, and sisters in arms.
[Combat]
Class:Guard
Affinity:Cosmic
Inventory: Iron axe, vulenary
Abilities: Iron Ox - When standing still, and defending Thom regains 5 hp, and a +1 to DEF.
Spells/Weapon Arts: Smash
Stats (All stats start at E rank. You may choose 3 stats to start at D rank, and 2 to start at C rank)
END:D
STR:C
MAG:E
DEX:E
SPD:E
DEF:C
RES:D
LCK:D
Talents: Armor
Experience: TBD
Support: TBD
