Marin Taldett
| Marin Raylan Taldett | |
|---|---|
 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.
Marin showed a penchant for self-preservation, even at such an early age. A handy young man, he was able to sustain himself by doing the odd job here, assorted shop maintenance there. These tasks often paid off in the way of food and lodging, however temporary he chose to make them.
In Darras, at the age of fifteen, the captain of a small military unit took an eye to Marin after witnessing the boy defuse an altercation between two, much larger, intoxicated tavern patrons. He offered Marin a position as a scout and enlisted him on the spot.
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. Eventually, the young man found his affinity best befitted the crossbow. Soon after, Marin began honing his skills as a bowyer and fletcher.
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. Despite the respect his abilities garnered for him, among both his peers and superiors, his propensity for unfiltered commentary resulted in varied disciplinary actions.
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).
Even with these proclivities, Marin was also known for his fierce loyalty and sometimes questionable level of bravery. In battle, the men who fought beside him knew they could depend on his fast-thinking, keen eye and swift blade. It was this merit that lead to Marin's sole survival in a bloody encounter with an orcish force, during which his captain sacrificed his life, that Marin might escape.
The outcome of that battled would be a defining moment for Marin and it would serve to convince him that his life was better lived alone. In the years that followed, Marin found intermittent employment. At first, he returned to the work he'd known as a child; cleaning, carpentry and this of that ilk. When he'd grown tired of the tedium, he began to seek out tasks of a wholly different nature.
Marin employed his formal training, serving as a mercenary on multiple occasions, but he found his true calling in tracking criminals. No matter the town he found himself in, there was always work for a bounty hunter. Perhaps none so perfect an example as Myrken Wood.
Myrken Wood
The Broken Dagger
Coming soon.
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