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Name: Markul Ferrn Age: 25 Race: Half-Orc Class: Wizard Abilities: Markul Ferrn is good with magic, especially evocation. He is fairly fit but is by no means a fighter. He is also very literate. Alignment: Lawful Good Appearance: Markul Ferrn stands at 6' and weighs 164 lbs. He has dark skin, dark-red eyes and dark-brown hair worn in a low ponytail. When traveling he wears dark robes of green and brown. In more formal situations he dons blue robes fringed with white. Personality: Markul Ferrn is a fairly level-headed Half-Orc. He leans to a more Human disposition than Orcish disposition, and though he still holds strength in high regard he recognizes strength comes in many different forms. He enjoys a wide range of things from reading to wrestling. He gives strangers some degree of respect, though not nearly as much as if they earn it. He tends to be well spoken until he has had too much to drink. He does not like those who misuse their power and/or strength and is likely to step in if he feels someone is being mistreated. Inventory: Wizard robes, traveling robes, wizard-kit, traveling pack, dagger History: Markul Ferrn was born in Many-Arrows. He grew up being constantly picked on and beaten by other Orcs as he was somewhat weaker and therefore an excellent target. He left at a young age and was taken in by a Human family that lived near Silverymoon. This was the Ferrn family, of whom Markul Ferrn took his last name as he considers them his true family. Markul was an asset to the Ferrns, still being stronger than most Humans and being able to do much work. The kindess shown by the Ferrns made Markul much less prone to acts to prove his physical prowess and eventually he began to show interest in things more related to the mind. The Ferrns encouraged this interest and taught Markul how to read and write. Soon Markul became interested in magic and the Ferrns helped him find a willing teacher. So he learned of magic and eventually felt it was time to set out to learn more about the world.

Name: Ildrun Freyar (The first name is a variation of a Norse name I found meaning 'love again', the second name is a nickname composed from 'Freyja' and 'arr' meaning 'lady warrior') Age: 23 Race: Nord Class: Sword-fighter (Skills: One handed weapons [swords in particular], heavy-armor, and a bit of smithing) Appearance: Ildrun is five foot seven, she has dark-orange hair usually worn in a ponytail or a bun (especially when she is wearing her helmet), green eyes and light-tan skin. Her eyes are slightly smaller than most peoples, her nose is fairly normal and her lips are a a bit small though her mouth is of a normal size width wise. She has freckles going from her cheeks across her nose. Due to her constantly working on her swordsmanship she is fairly muscular, though with a still obviously feminine build. Personality: Ildrun is rather quiet and reserved, often only speaking when need be, which makes her seem like she doesn't care. She likes practicing her sword skills and will often go through drills. She has some interest in reading but she isn't very literate and has a hard time with big words. She is also kind and caring, which can be seen in her when someone needs help (whether it is physically or emotionally). In contrast to her caring nature, she is rather easily annoyed and if you are threatening a friend or innocent, you better be ready for a sword coming at your face. Bio: Ildrun was born in Whiterun on the 20th of Heartfire to Orvar (father) and Betja (mother). She has two siblings, an older sister and a younger brother: Eirsa, her sister, is 28 years old and Frodr is 16 years old. Ildrun was quite the tomboy when growing up, spending much of her time watching the guards or soldiers and play-fighting or actually fighting with other children. Because of her fighting with other children and her quick temper, she was often in trouble with her parents. Her education in her early years was fairly basic, learning basic reading. writing and math skills, and she never really went beyond that in her later life. As she grew Ildrun only became more restless, and as soon as she was able to hold a sword she began to practice swordsmanship with her uncle, who had been in the Imperial army. So her uncle taught her much of what she knew of sword-fighting, and he taught her some smithing so that she could keep her equipment in repair. He often emphasized the importance of keeping clean equipment and practicing drills. It was during this time that she got her nickname, "Freyar", due to her love of fighting. Soon she became even more restless and would often announce to her family that she was going to join the army, only to have second thoughts as they begged her to stay a little while longer, and so this went on for years, and the only things Ildrun killed with her sword were small pests. But then the day finally came when Ildrun would leave for good. When the Dovahkin died the seed was first planted, and the incursion of the Dragons only made her desire to do something stronger, and her family was preparing to leave soon. So finally Ildrun decided that this was the day. So she went to her father and mother announcing that she would go to Ivarstead to join the Dovahfeyn. Her parents begged her to come with them to leave Skyrim, but Ildrun was adamant in her decision this time and when they saw they could not sway her from this course of action they started preparing things for her journey. As they prepared her rations, clothing and shelter her uncle took her to get outfitted with armor. Her family was sad to see her go when she was finally ready to leave, and gave her all the advice worried family members would. Equipment: Ildrun has a steel sword and steel armor, she also has a backpack with stuff for traveling, like dried food, a bedroll and such.

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