Markus Boadicea - Erpheronian - Highway man

[Markus Boadicea]

Name: Markus Boadicea

Age: 37

Tribe: Erpheronian people

Race: Human

Title: The Lonely Wanderer

Occupation: Highway man

Height: 2 peds

Weight: 2 pygges

Hair color: Pale Blue

Eye color: Dark Gray


Appearance:
Markus Boadicea has a light skin tone. The only exception from this are dark circles beneath his eyes. Markus has pale blue eyes. They are empty, hollow, devoid of feeling or empathy. He has a thin scar just a grain above his eyebrow.
His eyebrows are silver, as is every other stand of hair on his head. Markus was as grey as a mule by 17. He used to dye his hair, try to hide the gray areas. Now it doesn't bother him as much. Markus' hair is about a palmspan in length and is slightly wavy. He couldn't really be bothered about haircare.
Markus is a couple palmspans under 2 peds in height and is relatively heavy, over 2 pygges. Markus has a skeletal body frame most likely from malnutrition. His head rests on a pair of surprising broad shoulders. His skinny arms and legs are fleshed out with long, tough muscles.

Clothing:
Markus wears a long dark coat which has a large collar (in proportion with the coat). The coat is too big to fit snugly, so it offers little resistance from cold climates. However, during a hold up Markus usually keeps the coat open as to not restrict his movement. He doesn't worry about the cold in these situations because he will most likely be pursuing or fighting his target. While this coat may not help against the cold, it is quite invaluable against the rain as it's exterior is made of a water retardant material. The underside of this coat hides two large pockets. Two can be found underneath the breastplate. A pair of external pockets are located underneath the shoulders, near the armpits. Underneath this coat is a few other dark pieces of clothing that Marcus has come across. However, most of it is quite worn through. While Markus isn't one for sentimental gestures, he is quite hesitant to discard used clothing seeing as it is quite difficult to find a traveler who will willingly part with an article of clothing, even when you do threaten him. Over his shoulder Alaster has a brown leather sling which he uses to carry his crossbow.

Personality:
To put it bluntly, Markus is a withdrawn, emotionally unstable sociopath. After losing the love of his life on their wedding day his outlook on life has become rather grim. In fact since that day Markus has been living in his own personal nightmare. All the guilt, sorrow, hatred, depression and 'what if' scenarios that were fabricated by this dramatic event have been meshed together inadvertently creating a plague of grotesque and highly vivid hallucinations.
For the most part Markus' social rituals are relatively unpredictable. He never does the same thing or go to the same place two times in a row.
Markus' has a very unique personality; the following are some additional behavioral quarks:

* Thorough & Precise: Markus is a devil for detail, almost to the level of being obsessive. This means Markus will update the same piece of information again and again, until he is satisfied it is perfect.
* Quiet & Discreet: Markus tends to keep to himself and dislikes wasting words on social pleasantries. Additionally, Markus is not at comfortable in heavily populated areas.
* Paranoid & Cautious: Trust is not something that comes to easily to Markus. He knows all to well that anyone is capable of anything.
* Insightful & Observant: Markus is not only capable to observe minuscule details but is also good at noticing the deeper information within a situation or object.
* Levelheaded & Patient: To be calm in almost any situation is one of Markus' most treasured characteristics. This trait once helped Markus earn a living as a child, it has been modified but it still serves the same purpose.
* Resourceful & Organized: A skill developed to assist in Markus' in his occupation. His resourcefulness has been quite useful throughout his life.
* Intelligent & Analytical: Markus has had the skill to quickly analyze a problem since he was 6. This is one of the most fundamental building blocks of Markus' personality.
* Serious & Sober: Markus has a very cold and calculating personality which restricts his emotions. This hinders him to connect on a social level but it gives him less reason to consider moral, ethical or sentimental variables.
* Cruel & Pitiless: Markus has lost what little humanity he had left after the death of Trish. He gets some joy from inflicting damage, whether it is physical or psychological damage is irrelevant.
* Unbalanced & Maniacal: Trish's death not only devastated Markus emotionally but also psychologically. Additionally, he now hungers for the man responsible, but coming across this man is unlikely.

Strengths:

- Markus once relied his treasured strategic mind as a source of income. However he no long uses it in that regard ( Although he does occasionally harness it to assist him in combat ), as it congers forth memories of his youth which he would prefer to forget. His superior objective thinking skills has been applied to tasks that are beneficial to his current occupation. Among these modified traits are incredible observational skills and the ability to preform the following ability without being noticed.

- Markus wields a handheld crossbow. In his line of work a crossbow has only two practical uses. As a ambush tool, usually attacking a target from a overgrowth of shrubbery. The crossbow's only other use to Markus is that it acts as a bluff. The reasoning behind this is as follows: A companion or body guard normally wouldn't  risk attacking someone who is threatening to drill a iron rod into their associates or client's chest. Essentially Markus is playing a big game of chicken.

- Markus carries a common short sword on his person at all times. Although he is not particularly masterful with this weapon that doesn't stop him from inflicting a reasonable amount of damage unto his enemy.

Weaknesses:

- Markus Boadicea suffers under a collection of mild delusions and hysteria which can manifest in specific ways. This insanity has formed a number of symptoms such as: distortion of perceptive reality: Markus has a morbid view of the world and of himself; bouts of depression: Markus usually tries to chase this away by drinking alone; dream demons; night terrors and hallucinations plague Markus; etc.etc.

- Markus has a very lacks set of moral guidelines. Seeing as he is 'dead' then why must he oblige to the laws of the living? This is yet another symptom of his madness. Although it may just be easier to say he has a death wish.

- When Markus is depressed he usually has a swig of run at the local tavern in whatever city, town or mud village he is in at the time. However, when Markus drinks he just gets downright grim, not to mention a more talkative then usual. At times even revealing parts of his past to complete strangers.

- Thanks to his psychological affliction Markus is incredibly isolated. This problem isn't helped by his occupation. The principle being that he is alone in his work and has no companions. In addition Markus could also be trying to sabotage any and all relationships that present themselves because he feels guilty for the death of his blushing bride.

Battle tactics:
Markus has on the job training when it comes to combat. His favorite tactic is the assault style (run in and cut down anyone who gets in his way). While in waiting, Markus may decide that he will fire a bolt at his target. This ambush tactic is usually targeted at the most well armed or most threatening opponent.  Although occasionally that those tactics doesn't work as well as they should and Markus is forced to fight dirty. If it seems like he is at the disadvantage then he will withdraw his crossbow and points it at the enemy ( usually he hasn't loaded any bolts into it ). One of two things will happen, the enemy will surrender or they will notice that the weapon isn't loaded and advance on Markus. Should this tactic fail and Markus has no more leverage then he will flee.

History:

A church bell chimed somewhere in the distance. I could barely hear it over the roar of the ocean. She wanted to have it near the ocean. She loved the ocean, it was her passion. The best man came to fetch me. He was pale very pale. This climate seemed unnatural for him. He took me up to the mansion, it was her grandfather's house. He had left it to her when he died. She decided to hold her wedding here because it overlooked the ocean. She loves the ocean...
As the party got underway, the sea caught ablaze. The sun's last rays danced over the shimmering waters. The sounds of song and merrymaking echoed over the darkening ocean.
The ceremony started at moon rise. As night approached the stars lit up across the sky like a thousand candles floating across a black river. Men in black and women in white and a well wisher wearing a false smile, secretly plagued with envy and hate. An evil most foul was poised to strike. It watched from the shadows. He toasted to the groom and I drank from the goblet and fell to the cold marble as the poison turned my muscles to stone and filled my veins with cursed fire. Dark clouds grew overhead and the rumbling roar of long dead gods filled my ears and the darkness fell.
 I lost her, she lost herself. The reality of being abandoned by the only man she had every loved overcame her and unhinged her. She followed the voices from the foyer to the balcony to embrace the lighting and the woman in white fell to the the cold, dark waters far below...

I awoke on the beach. Water lapped against my feat and the song of the sea rang in my ears. Death hadn't come for me, but I almost wish it did. I'm sorry Trish... so sorry.

The best man is gone. Upset that the woman he craved was forever out of his grasp. In that moment the grief that filled my heart turned to fury. I wandered the world thereafter. Unable to find peace without my vengeance, Unable to escape this living nightmare.

Markus lived most of his life on the streets. His Mother died during labor, so his father had to care for the boy. Maybe it was the massive responsibility of caring for a child or that Markus' father blamed him for this mother's death. Perhaps it was a mixture of both, but Markus' only memory of his father that he can recall is how his father used to come in at late nights with the smell of rum on him and a look of pure abhorrence on his face and the pain as his father savagely beat him. When Markus was 8 years of age his father finally gave in to his demons and committed suicide.
After that Markus took to the streets, he lied, he stole, he cheated, he even wounded and robbed an elderly man. In those dark times Markus pretty much did everything you would consider bad, but what he excelled at was conning. He was an expert at deceiving people. Until he was 13 he made his living by lying to complete strangers. Until, that is he discovered betting, he would wander into tavern and challenge travelers to a game (the only rules, if Markus wins he gets x amount of money, but if he loses he pays double that amount. This was safer than wandering the streets because there were people nearby that could intervene if things got messy and a tavern has a plentiful supply of merchants and adventurers who didn't know him  and had pockets heavy with coin.
When Markus was 15 when he first met Trish Dailey. She was loving, beautiful and smart, she was perfect but she was also the daughter of a local scholar, so she is well out of his league. The first time they crossed paths was when he was hiding in a tree after a suspicious winning streak at a tavern attracted unwanted attention. However, while trying to push the branches out of his face Markus lost his footing and fell to the ground head first. After a couple moments Markus could hear approaching footsteps, half expecting a group of angry drunkards demanding their money. He slowly pushed against the ground raising his torso off the ground just enough to see who was approaching. Two beautiful dark green eyes stared back at him. A girl was kneeling in front of him, she obviously had concern on her face, why such an angelic creature would worry about him was beyond his comprehension. A couple of moments passed, and then she spoke, "Are you alright, what were you doing in that tree?".
I am not sure whether it was the fall or the shock that such a person would even acknowledge me, whatever it was it stole the words from my mouth."..."
Her worried frown was instantly replaced with a sweet smile,"My name is Trish, let me help you up."
"...U-uh thanks." As Markus reached out to grasp Trish's hand a flash of pain shot down his arm. Markus pulled back suddenly, too far back and fell backwards.
"Oh...!" Markus' retaliation seemed to be very surprising to Trish, however she recovered from her astonishment almost instantaneously and expressed only concern for Markus' condition.
After diagnosing that Markus had twisted his wrist, she helped him back to her home for some healing. When Markus asked why she went to such trouble to help a strange boy, she simply replied, "When a handsome young man falls from the sky you can't just leave him". As the years passed he an Trish became more and more intimate. It was Markus' 17th year of life when they openly admitted their affection for each other, verbally. It was 2 years later before they were confident enough with their feeling before they could express their love towards each other physically. On the 24th anniversary of Markus' birth Markus and Trish were to be wed, It would seem that their relationship was perfect on paper. But, nothing is even perfect, least of all love. On the day of the ceremony, Markus was poisoned by Trish's spiteful father. After disposing of Markus's paralyzed body, he lied to his own daughter, telling her that Markus had left her. However, Trish was unable to handle being left at the alter by the one and only man she loved and so she resolved to kill herself.
After a day or two Markus awoke on a highway, as the overwhelming realization that he lost his chance on his perfect love.

Belongings:
Markus carries a coin purse, a few strips of dry meat, a canteen of water and twenty steel bolts.

Weapons:
Markus always carries two weapons on his person. A common short sword and a R'unorian Cavalry crossbow.

[Kalína Dalá'isyrás]

Welcome to Santharia! Since you are still working on this, please change your icon to the Pencil.

Also, your subject heading you be Name/Tribe/Occupation.

Also, don't forget to change your last name in the subject heading, as it is different than what you have in the CD.

That's all for now

[Azhira Styralias]

Hi Markus! Welcome to Santharia. Be sure to read and use the posticons for your CD so we know if you are still working on this, or are ready for comment (the Pencil and Exclamation).

Changed to Pencil work in progress posticon.

[Markus Boadicea]

Thank you.

I have finished the skeleton of my character.

I will add a section for my history and maybe one for clothing\effects if I have time.

Your free to comment on any problems that come up or request elaborations.

[Deklitch Hardin]

Hi Markus and welcome,

Please read the following link and use all the headings in there for your character. If you do not have a familiar and/or don't use magic, you do not need those sections, but all of the others are required.

What that means is that you really need to follow all the other CDs that have been approved and have Headings of Strengths and Weaknesses as well as Appearance and Clothing in it.
You also need to list your height, weight, eye colour and hair colour in the CD.

These are not optional extras if you have time. These are requirements for every CD.

Thank you

Deklitch

[Markus Boadicea]

Do you mind if I do my strength and weakness section like this?

[Valan Nonesuch]

Generally Markus it's easier if you separate the strengths and weaknesses into their own categories, in addition it's psychosis though that's the kind of thing we tend to avoid in CDs. Convention also discourages colouring CDs before you've made edits as the colour is supposed to be removed before we archive them.

One other note, the personality section as it is really doesn't tell us much at all, and the change in style is a little jarring.

[Markus Boadicea]

I understand, thank you.

[Markus Boadicea]

That other note.

I have seen other Cd's. They are runthroughs of the character's state of mind. I was thinking of showing people the state of mind of my character in a more direct form. It is a bit patchy at the moment though, just let me fill it out so it is actually coherent.

[Valan Nonesuch]

Markus, two further points. The edit button is your friend being the first.

The second, I haven't seen CDs that do that recently come to think of it, but I've been neglecting my duties, mind linking it? My biggest problem was that you changed tense, third person to first it didn't quite make sense.

[Markus Boadicea]

No, I meant this to be unique. I haven't seen many other Cd's with this type of context in the personality section. While other Cd's simply evaluate the character's flaws, habits, emotional patterns from the author point of view. I wanted to show you my characters personality rather than just tell you about it. This isn't difficult, because I made my character to have fairly straight forward mentality. He has single dominant purpose left, survival.

By the way, I have finished every section, besides personality. I am going to open comments. I urge you to ignore the personality section for now. Just until I can get some inspiration for what to write next.

[Ridgen Sú'ufanán]

Hi Markus, Welcome to Santh. I'll take a peek at this now, comments will be like Vitamin C

Name: Markus Boadicea

Age: 37

Origin: Erpheronian people

Race: Human

Title: The Restful Wanderer

Occupation: Highway man A Highwayman? You mean like a person who stands at highways and kills anyone who comes near, taking everything of value? From what I know, that what Highwaymen do...


Appearance:
Markus Boadicea has a light skin tone. The only exception from this are dark circles beneath his eyes. Markus has pale blue eyes. They are empty, hollow, devoid of feeling or empathy. He has a thin scar just a grain above his eyebrow.
His eyebrows are silver, as is every other stand of hair on his head. Markus was as grey as a mule by 17. He used to dye his hair, try to hide the gray areas. Now it doesn't bother him as much. Markus' hair is about a palmspan in length and is slightly wavy. He couldn't really be bothered about haircare.
Markus is roughly 1.8 peds in height and is relatively light, over 2 pygges. Markus has a skeletal body frame most likely from malnutrition. His head rests on a pair of surprising broad shoulders. His arms and legs are long, his legs are actually roughly a third of his total height.
Nothing wrong here, but a little more detail could be useful... Just a suggestion.

Clothing: Markus wears a black trench coat over a few other dark pieces of clothing he has found, most of it is quite worn though. While Markus isn't one for sentimental nonsense he is quite hesitant to discard used clothing seeing as it is quite difficult to find a shirt in his shape. Well, what are these dark pieces of clothing? That's the whole point of a clothing section; what can we see if you take of your trench coat or when you flick it aside to get something from its inside pockets? We want to know these things.

Equipment: Markus carries a coin purse, a common short sword, a few strips of dry meat, a canteen of water, twenty four steel bolts and a handheld crossbow.
Ok, these things are supposed to be in a section labeled 'Belongings' and 'Weapons', and not here.

Strengths:

- Markus has mastered the art of espionage. This is an asset for someone in his kind of work as he needs to gather sufficient information (which route the target will take, how dangerous they are, etc. etc.) before he can just go rob someone.

- Markus has on the job training when it comes to combat. His favorite tactic is the assault style (run in and cut down anyone who gets in his way), it's simple and easy to remember. And how is this describing a strength? This is more of describing a battle tactic, and if you are eager to let us know, just make another section (Like Arianna has) labelled something like, "Fighting Style" or "Battle Tactics" or really anything you like, so long as it's relevant

- Markus wields a handheld crossbow and a common short sword. Though he is not very masterful with these weapons, he still can inflict sufficient damage.

Weaknesses:

- Markus Boadicea suffers under a collection of mild delusions and hysteria which can manifest in specific ways. This insanity has formed a number of symptoms such as: distortion of perceptive reality, bouts of depression, dream demons, etc.etc.

- Markus has lives by a very lacks set of moral guidelines. Seeing as he is 'dead' then why must he oblige to the laws of the living. This is yet another symptom of his madness. Although it may just be easier to say he has a death wish. You might want to add more weaknesses than just two, preferrably three. Remember, we want to keep S's and W's as well balanced as possible.

History:

A church bell chimed somewhere in the distance. I could barely hear it over the roar of the ocean. She wanted to have it near the ocean. She loved the ocean, it was her passion. The best man came to fetch me. He was pale very pale. This climate seemed unnatural for him. He took me up to the mansion, it was her grandfather's house. He had left it to her when he died. She decide to hold her wedding here because it overlooked the ocean. She loves the ocean...
As the party got underway, the sky caught ablaze. The sun's last rays danced over the shimmering waters. The sounds of song and merrymaking echoed over the darkening ocean.
The ceremony started at moon rise. As night approached the stars lit up across the sky like a thousand candles floating across a black river. Men in black and women in white and a well wisher wearing a false smile, secretly plagued with envy and hate. An evil most foul was poised to strike. It watched from the shadows. He toasted to the groom and I drank from the goblet and fell to the cold marble as the poison turned my muscles to stone and filled my veins with cursed fire. Dark clouds grew overhead and the rumbling roar of long dead gods filled my ears and the darkness fell.
 I lost her, she lost herself. The reality of being abandoned by the only man she had every loved overcame her and unhinged her mind. She followed the voices from the foyer to the balcony to embrace the lighting and the woman in white fell to the the cold, dark waters far below...

I awoke on the beach. Water lapped against my feat and the song of the sea rang in my ears. Death hadn't come for me, but I almost wish it did. I'm so sorry Trish... I'm sorry. Markus, you've lived for *checks the age section* 37 years! I'm sure you could write more than this for your history...

[Markus Boadicea]

That is Markus' history or at least the part that is relivent to players. Besides what are other characters going need the colour of the his nursary or the name of his dead pet dog for?

Not to be rude but I just don't see the relivence of making up Markus' entire life when only a part of it exists within the character that will be interacting in Caelereth.

I will flesh out the clothing section later.

[Kalína Dalá'isyrás]

Your history helps to shape who you are. What has happened in your past, will affect you as you grow older. It is just how things work. It doesn't need to be insanely detailed, but more than just "key points" helps to really formulate who you are and what you are about.

[Fáiorríl]

Hello Marcus. I see no changes highlighted but your icon is set to the exclamation mark, so I will assume you are ready for comments Mine will be in avocado.

Name: Markus Boadicea

Age: 37

Origin<--Tribe?: Erpheronian people

Race: Human

Title: The Lonely Wanderer

Occupation: Highway man

Please include height, weight, hair colour and eye colour here.


Appearance:
Markus Boadicea has a light skin tone. The only exception from this are dark circles beneath his eyes. Markus has pale blue eyes. They are empty, hollow, devoid of feeling or empathy. He has a thin scar just a grain above his eyebrow.
His eyebrows are silver, as is every other stand of hair on his head. Markus was as grey as a mule by 17. He used to dye his hair, try to hide the gray areas. Now it doesn't bother him as much. Markus' hair is about a palmspan in length and is slightly wavy. He couldn't really be bothered about haircare.
Markus is roughly 1.8 peds in height and is relatively light, over 2 pygges. <-- 5'10'' at 220 lbs is not light. That gives him a BMI (Body Mass Index) of 31, which qualifies as obese. A BMI of 18 and lower is considered underweight, but this does not take muscle mass or bone structure into consideration. Since your character has big shoulders and is strong enough to take down travelers, I suggest a weight of ~150 lbs (BMI=21.5) to achieve a reasonable level of emaciation. Markus has a skeletal body frame most likely from malnutrition. His head rests on a pair of surprising broad shoulders. His arms and legs are long, his legs are actually roughly a third of his total height. <-- In the basic human body, legs account for half the total height. As you have described it, one third of 5'10'' is practically two feet - making your character extremely deformed.

Clothing:
Markus wears a black trench coat <-- The term 'trench coat' doesn't seem to fit in the world of Caelereth, since this style of coat was created sometime before WWI in Europe. I suggest instead describing features of the coat, such as water-proof material, knee-length, etc. over a few other dark pieces of clothing he has found, most of it is quite worn though. While Markus isn't one for sentimental nonsense he is quite hesitant to discard used clothing seeing as it is quite difficult to find a shirt in his shape. The inside of his trench coat is divided into quadrents by four large pockets. Over his shoulder Alaster has a brown leather sling which he uses to carry his crossbow.

Personality:
My father used to tell me legends about the world...
My favorite is the legend of the Wail woman. A soul trapped in a prison of their guilt and sorrow forever. Their purpose lost or forgotten. I suppose I relate to those old stories. Given my current predicament...

Now I watch the living from my own personal hell. Like the wail woman, I am mere phantom of what I once was. An empty shell, soulless and hollowed out.
I am without empathy or fear or hate. I feel nothing, I love nothing... even you are starting to fade away.

But I'm not like the wail woman, I draw breath, I feel the beat of my heart and the gentle tug as it pulls blood through my veins... I feel life... shame I have nothing to live for...

...You know, my father once told me "Living without a purpose is the same as being dead". He told me that on our wedding day... the day you died.

Strengths:

- Markus has mastered the art of espionage<-- I am iffy about this word - again, it sounds too modern. Perhaps say he has mastered the art of stealth and is incredibly observant. This is an asset for someone in his kind of work as he needs to gather sufficient information (which route the target will take, how dangerous they are, etc. etc.) before he can just go rob someone.

- Markus wields a handheld crossbow and a common short sword. Though he is not very masterful with these weapons, he still can inflict sufficient damage. Both of these skills should be listed separately. Also, the crossbow is a heavy and slow-to-load weapon. I'm not sure how useful it would be when taking down travelers on your own. By the time you're loading the second bolt, everyone will have drawn their weapons, pulled up shields and begun charging towards you. Just a thought.

Weaknesses:

- Markus Boadicea suffers under a collection of mild delusions and hysteria which can manifest in specific ways. This insanity has formed a number of symptoms such as: distortion of perceptive reality, bouts of depression, dream demons, etc.etc. Some description of these specific manifestations would be nice. In what way is his perception of reality distorted? What does he do when he's depressed? Mostly we need to know in terms of his interaction with other players, since psychosis can go in many different directions; some withdraw, some lash out, etc.

- Markus has lives by a very lacks set of moral guidelines.<--rephrase this sentence. Seeing as he is 'dead' then why must he oblige to the laws of the living? This is yet another symptom of his madness. Although it may just be easier to say he has a death wish.

Battle tactics:
Markus has on the job training when it comes to combat. His favorite tactic is the assault style (run in and cut down anyone who gets in his way), it's simple and easy to remember. I'm not sure how effective this would be, especially against a group of somewhat skilled travelers (most people aren't dumb enough to tromp along highways alone or without protection) and your character is only armed with a slow-loading crossbow and a short sword. Maybe he only targets small groups and uses the crossbow to debilitate the strongest members?

History:

A church bell chimed somewhere in the distance. I could barely hear it over the roar of the ocean. She wanted to have it near the ocean. She loved the ocean, it was her passion. The best man came to fetch me. He was pale very pale. This climate seemed unnatural for him. He took me up to the mansion, it was her grandfather's house. He had left it to her when he died. She decided to hold her wedding here because it overlooked the ocean. She loves the ocean...
As the party got underway, the sea caught ablaze. The sun's last rays danced over the shimmering waters. The sounds of song and merrymaking echoed over the darkening ocean.
The ceremony started at moon rise. As night approached the stars lit up across the sky like a thousand candles floating across a black river. Men in black and women in white and a well wisher wearing a false smile, secretly plagued with envy and hate. An evil most foul was poised to strike. It watched from the shadows. He toasted to the groom and I drank from the goblet and fell to the cold marble as the poison turned my muscles to stone and filled my veins with cursed fire. Dark clouds grew overhead and the rumbling roar of long dead gods filled my ears and the darkness fell.
 I lost her, she lost herself. The reality of being abandoned by the only man she had every loved overcame her and unhinged her. She followed the voices from the foyer to the balcony to embrace the lighting and the woman in white fell to the the cold, dark waters far below...

I awoke on the beach. Water lapped against my feat and the song of the sea rang in my ears. Death hadn't come for me, but I almost wish it did. I'm sorry Trish... so sorry.

The best man is gone. Upset that the woman he craved was forever out of his grasp. In that moment the greif that filled my heart turned to fury. I wandered the world thereafter. Unable to find peace without my vengence, Unable to escape this living nightmare.


Belongings:
Markus carries a coin purse, a few strips of dry meat, a canteen of water and twenty steel bolts.

Weapons:
Markus always carries two weapons on his person. A common short sword and a handheld crossbow<-- some extra reading if you're interested.

I really like the simplicity and straight-to-the-point nature of your character. However, the personality and history sections, though they have great potential, could be fleshed out a little more to give a more solid base. As Kali said, you should give a bit more information about his past. This could be as simple as throwing in "ever since I was a kid ... such n'such" or "reminds me of the time I ... such n' such." Anything that tells us where he came from so we know he wasn't raised by wolves or pressured by his family as the 'prodigy son' who would deliver them from poverty. If you're creative, you can work a lot of information in without deviating from your perspective style.

~Faio~

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