Steiner
Bishier than thou
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Take Two! 
If we don't have too many contributors, hopefully Garrel here is a little more suitable!
Garrel Brus
Age : 24
Hgt : 6'4"
Wgt : 245lbs
Hair : Short cut and light blonde
Eyes : Green
Garrel Brus was a Knight Martial, part of the warband of a local lord. Mostly he worked locally - upholding Imperial law by fighting in trials by combat on behalf of those unable to fight for themselves, as well as carrying out his duty to his lord by serving in the military.
Involved in a recent fight, about which he retains little memory, his Lord and battle brothers were killed, his home burned to the ground and the local people mostly killed or enslaved. Garrel was unhorsed and rendered unconscious during the battle - when he awoke he was the only living thing on the field.
He has been travelling south ever since, on the only horse left to him with only the clothes, armour and weapons he either had or scavenged on the battlefield.
In terms of outward appearance he is a tall, well built and fit man in his early to mid twenties. Although he's not a blundering oaf, he's trained to move and fight in plate armour, so he's not a lithe acrobat, and he's bulked up the muscle to carry all that metal effectively.
His equipment is of excellent quality, but poor repair. His armour is battered, missing a couple of pieces and scratched. His surcoat has been slightly scorched and also stained with blood from battle. His clothing is simple, the kind of garb any man can afford, although he does possess one set of courtly clothes that are already a season out of date and well, if too frequently, washed.
He has been trained in the courtly arts as well as the martial ones and is always impeccably mannered to those he considers social superiors. To those of his station or below he is more open and friendly - his work as a champion means that he is used to seeing those of lower station as individuals rather than goods or chattel.
If we don't have too many contributors, hopefully Garrel here is a little more suitable!
Garrel Brus
Age : 24
Hgt : 6'4"
Wgt : 245lbs
Hair : Short cut and light blonde
Eyes : Green
Garrel Brus was a Knight Martial, part of the warband of a local lord. Mostly he worked locally - upholding Imperial law by fighting in trials by combat on behalf of those unable to fight for themselves, as well as carrying out his duty to his lord by serving in the military.
Involved in a recent fight, about which he retains little memory, his Lord and battle brothers were killed, his home burned to the ground and the local people mostly killed or enslaved. Garrel was unhorsed and rendered unconscious during the battle - when he awoke he was the only living thing on the field.
He has been travelling south ever since, on the only horse left to him with only the clothes, armour and weapons he either had or scavenged on the battlefield.
In terms of outward appearance he is a tall, well built and fit man in his early to mid twenties. Although he's not a blundering oaf, he's trained to move and fight in plate armour, so he's not a lithe acrobat, and he's bulked up the muscle to carry all that metal effectively.
His equipment is of excellent quality, but poor repair. His armour is battered, missing a couple of pieces and scratched. His surcoat has been slightly scorched and also stained with blood from battle. His clothing is simple, the kind of garb any man can afford, although he does possess one set of courtly clothes that are already a season out of date and well, if too frequently, washed.
He has been trained in the courtly arts as well as the martial ones and is always impeccably mannered to those he considers social superiors. To those of his station or below he is more open and friendly - his work as a champion means that he is used to seeing those of lower station as individuals rather than goods or chattel.
