Name:  Delancey of Orials<br/><br/>Race: Human<br/><br/>Appearance, body:  Strong and effortless. Is an imposing 6 foot 8, limbs are long and well-muscled. Wears dark brown trouser slacks stuffed into iron greaves, and a breast plate of blue and brown. Right shoulder has an overly large shoulder pad matching the breast plate, and gauntlets are dark brown. Is armed with a shield and heavy mace with blades.<br/><br/>Appearance, facial: Jovial mixed with experience describes his face very well. Has ginger colored hair and stubble, and eyes are a warm orangey-brown that highlight his hair even more.<br/><br/>Personality:  Very much a people person and is easy to talk to. Has an indomitable fighting spirit that at many times has gotten him into trouble. Is almost always upbeat, in a virtually detached way, although his aura has a slightly depressing undercurrent (from past).<br/><br/>Background: Was trained to be a warrior ever since he was a kid in the foreign country of Orials. Everything having to do with battle he excelled at, whether it was strategies, tactics, weaponry, or horseback riding. Served as the Kingâ€™s right hand man, until he was exiled for treason against the crown with poor evidence.  Hearing of the trouble happening in Uquineta (land with the Famine), he decided that since he had little else to live for, he might as well use his training.<br/>He had no idea what he had gotten himself into.<br/><br/>Skills/ Abilities: Any skill having to do with battle, and is a Knight Mage/ Arcane Warrior (learns that later).