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| − | Marin excelled as a soldier. He was brash, but intelligent, fleet of foot and good with a sword. In hand to hand combat, the boy was near inimitable, but it was his skill in archery that awed his confederates | + | Marin excelled as a soldier. He was brash, but intelligent, fleet of foot and good with a sword. In hand to hand combat, the boy was near inimitable, but it was his skill in archery that awed his confederates. |
| − | The years passed and Marin became more and more well-known within his regiment. Not only was he a skilled fighter, but he had a tendency to let his mouth run. | + | The years passed and Marin became more and more well-known within his regiment. Not only was he a skilled fighter, but he had a tendency to let his mouth run and a fondness for the bottle. More often than not, it was the pairing of these latter aspects of his personality that put him at odds with his superiors, or simply landed him in the stockade. |
As quick as he was to pop off at the mouth, Marin was also quick-tempered. If confronted, he rarely backed down from a fight and it was rarer still that he would lose one. He gained a reputation as a "dirty" fighter, due to the fact that he would exploit any weakness he could find in his opponent, whether that meant kicking them in the groin, gouging their eyes or biting off one of theirs fingers (each of these methods had been employed on more than a single occasion). | As quick as he was to pop off at the mouth, Marin was also quick-tempered. If confronted, he rarely backed down from a fight and it was rarer still that he would lose one. He gained a reputation as a "dirty" fighter, due to the fact that he would exploit any weakness he could find in his opponent, whether that meant kicking them in the groin, gouging their eyes or biting off one of theirs fingers (each of these methods had been employed on more than a single occasion). | ||
| − | + | Regardless of these less desirable proclivities, Marin was fiercely loyal to the men he fought alongside. Often were they presented with seemingly insurmountable odds, only to emerge victorious. Unfortunately, even the best of luck tends to run out and, when it does, the outcome is catastrophic. | |
| − | + | Such was the case when Marin's unit took up the trail of an orcish raiding party that had been sacking small towns in [[Xanth Grange]]. They followed what they had thought was a small group into a densely forested region and came under an ambush. The fight was fast and bloody, with both sides sparing no measure of brutality but, in the end, the orcs proved too powerful and the men were overcome. | |
| − | Marin | + | Marin was run through with a spear and thought dead, his body left with those of his companions to molder in the woods. When he came to and realized what had transpired, he managed to get to his feet and wander far enough, before he collapsed again, that he was happened upon by a passing caravan. |
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| + | His recovery was slow and frustrating. Despite his best efforts, it took months for his strength to return. In that time, he lost all hope of finding revenge and, instead, kept the details of that day a torturous secret. | ||
== Myrken Wood == | == Myrken Wood == | ||
Revision as of 12:27, 24 November 2014
| Marin Raylan Taldett | |
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 Marin Taldett | |
| Information | |
| Archetype | Fighter, Vagabond |
| Hair Colour | Auburn |
| Eye Colour | Blue (left) / Brown (right) |
| Height | 5'9" |
| Build | Athletic |
| Notable Features | Left iris is discolored. |
| Born | Date: 180 A.R. Location: Unknown |
| Profession | Bounty Hunter, Mercenary |
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Description
Marin has a thin, but well-defined figure. At 5'9", he is not exceptionally tall, but what he lacks in height he more than makes up for in bravado. He has a youthful face that is, more often than not, kept clean and shaven. His hair in an unruly mop of auburn, which has earned him the nickname "copperhead."
His wardrobe is far from extensive and seems to consist mostly of aging, military uniform components. It is not unlike the young bounty hunter to don items that appear far beyond their intended lifespan (such as threadbare shirts, boots with broken or missing laces, etc.). Despite the ramshackle state of most of his garments, the sword at his side and the crossbow that is rarely beyond arm's reach are maintained impeccably.
Marin's most noticeable feature, beyond the astounding inability to keep his mouth shut, are his eyes. While the iris of his right eye is a deep brown in color, the left is a startlingly pale blue.
Background
Origins
Childhood
Marin was born to a prostitute, somewhere in Regal Trae Kelsa. The youngest of five children, at least three of which died during or shortly after birth. His childhood was one accustomed to poverty and abuse at the hands of both his mother and many of her drunken patrons.
At the age of nine, Marin saw his mother raped and beaten by one of her customers. In a fit of rage, the young boy bludgeoned his mother's attacker to death with a masonry brick. Shortly after this incident, Marin turned his mother's name into the authorities and ran away from home, never to see his family again.
Adolescence
For a handful of years, Marin bounced around between orphanages and other caretakers, some of which would show sincere concern for his well-being. Whether they were reputable or otherwise, the boy never remained in one place for very long.
It was in Darras, at age fifteen, where Marin chose to settle. Under the tutelage of an aging weaponsmith, he took up an informal apprenticeship. The old man related his knowledge of the craft. More specifically, he focused Marin's education on arbalism, bowyering and fletching. It didn't take long for the handy, young man to pick up even the most intricate details of the practice.
When Marin wasn't working in the shop, he was teaching himself how to use the weapons he and his mentor created. His skills with a crossbow excelled and with it, his understanding of the weapon showed him where it could be improved. He was soon crafting his own versions, each with modifications of varying success and failure.
At eightteen, Marin's mentor succumbed to age. Though he thought to maintain the shop, the work proved overwhelming and he was forced to close its doors. He packed up what he couldn't sell and left the town. It was not long after this that he came upon the camp of a small, military unit and was conscripted to aid in their cause.
Adulthood
Marin excelled as a soldier. He was brash, but intelligent, fleet of foot and good with a sword. In hand to hand combat, the boy was near inimitable, but it was his skill in archery that awed his confederates.
The years passed and Marin became more and more well-known within his regiment. Not only was he a skilled fighter, but he had a tendency to let his mouth run and a fondness for the bottle. More often than not, it was the pairing of these latter aspects of his personality that put him at odds with his superiors, or simply landed him in the stockade.
As quick as he was to pop off at the mouth, Marin was also quick-tempered. If confronted, he rarely backed down from a fight and it was rarer still that he would lose one. He gained a reputation as a "dirty" fighter, due to the fact that he would exploit any weakness he could find in his opponent, whether that meant kicking them in the groin, gouging their eyes or biting off one of theirs fingers (each of these methods had been employed on more than a single occasion).
Regardless of these less desirable proclivities, Marin was fiercely loyal to the men he fought alongside. Often were they presented with seemingly insurmountable odds, only to emerge victorious. Unfortunately, even the best of luck tends to run out and, when it does, the outcome is catastrophic.
Such was the case when Marin's unit took up the trail of an orcish raiding party that had been sacking small towns in Xanth Grange. They followed what they had thought was a small group into a densely forested region and came under an ambush. The fight was fast and bloody, with both sides sparing no measure of brutality but, in the end, the orcs proved too powerful and the men were overcome.
Marin was run through with a spear and thought dead, his body left with those of his companions to molder in the woods. When he came to and realized what had transpired, he managed to get to his feet and wander far enough, before he collapsed again, that he was happened upon by a passing caravan.
His recovery was slow and frustrating. Despite his best efforts, it took months for his strength to return. In that time, he lost all hope of finding revenge and, instead, kept the details of that day a torturous secret.
Myrken Wood
The Broken Dagger
Coming soon.
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