<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Roland_Marquez.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Roland Marquez (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=993013)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>25<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Fighter<br/><strong>Alignment:</strong>Lawful Good<br/><br/><strong>Description:</strong>Roland is a living siege tower of a man, which is surprising to Koya since his parents were on the lighter scales of humanity. His broad shouldered 6'6" and strong physique makes him popular with ladies but his very awkward demeanor has thus far kept them at bay, which suits him just fine. He needed to focus on his his work anyway. He is a very practical man and as such most of his clothes are very tough and durable, if a bit rough on the eye. In armor is one lovingly crafted by himself, supporting the dream of one day becoming an armorsmith rather than a watchman.<br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong>Roland's mother and father were both very good friends of the Mvashti long before he was born. They were like true siblings to Koya and to Roland old Madame Niska may as well have been a grand mother. So when tragedy struck and his parents were killed by robbers, Koya saw no other choice than to adopt him as her own. He traveled Varisia with caravans and picked up on a whole lot of tricks and skills from the travelers that the Mvashti accompanied. In the end however it became clear to a young Roland that it wasn't the lifestyle that was meant for him. As he came of age he settled in Sandpoint and joined the city's watchmen.<br/><br/>As the years went on he made sure to always visit the caravans as they came to town and visit<em>Mama Koya</em>and<em>'Dame Niska</em>. It came as a surprise however when the venerated Madame called him to her as she was becoming ill. She spoke at length about his parents, the way she always did when he visited, but there was a very serious tone to it. As he finally pried about her own health she asked him for a very important favor. He made the promise to protect Koya should she make a dangerous trip to faraway lands, something that he seriously doubted given Koya's own advanced age. Even so he left that evening with a sense of premonition. Madame Niska died that very same night.<br/><br/>Returning to the city he couldn't help but feel like he didn't belong anymore. As if destiny had picked him up and recolored him for another purpose than climbing the hierarchy of the city watch. Once again a sense of premonition came over him.<br/><br/>Might as well quit the watch and wait.