Name: Marcus Williams
Age: 26
Height: 6'2"
Hair: Brown, with a small beard
Race: Human
It started out as a normal day for Marcus, however, he wasn't aware of how his day was going to change. As he was relaxing in the border town of Parshall, one of his friends came running up to the group he was with. The messenger quickly informed the group that there was a small convoy coming from the country of Gilmer.
Though they weren't a huge group, or an official army, they still felt compelled to act as "guards" to their country. And any convoy that passed through their checkpoint had to pay a price, either in gold or by loot. Marcus ran with the others to where the main road was. He started to get into his normal position behind their fearless leader, his hand on his bow with an arrow in it as they saw the small convoy approach.
Age: 26
Height: 6'2"
Hair: Brown, with a small beard
Race: Human
It started out as a normal day for Marcus, however, he wasn't aware of how his day was going to change. As he was relaxing in the border town of Parshall, one of his friends came running up to the group he was with. The messenger quickly informed the group that there was a small convoy coming from the country of Gilmer.
Though they weren't a huge group, or an official army, they still felt compelled to act as "guards" to their country. And any convoy that passed through their checkpoint had to pay a price, either in gold or by loot. Marcus ran with the others to where the main road was. He started to get into his normal position behind their fearless leader, his hand on his bow with an arrow in it as they saw the small convoy approach.