Name: Gar Ranseur
Age: 25
Race: Hume (+3 hp per level)
Quote: "We all have to atone for something, somehow."

Class: Dragoon
Level: 5
Exp: 2

HP: 80
MP: N/A
ATTRIBUTES: STR 13 (4)*, VIT 5 (1), DEX 4 (1), INT 7 (2), SPR 8 (2)
ACC: 5*
EVA: 10
ARM: 22
M.ARM: 8

INNATE ABILITY: Jump (200% damage houserule)

EPIC ABILITY: Dragon's Spirit

JOB ABILITIES: Threaten, Whirling Spear, Deep Breathing

LIMIT BREAK: Phalanx (Area Effect: Enemies, Attack: Physical, Drain HP, Short Range)

SKILLS: Athletics 2, Awareness 3, Healing 2, Inquiry 3, Lore (General) 3, Negotiation 3,
Synthesis (Armorsmithing) 3, Survival 3, Swimming 2, Trade 3

EQUIPMENT: Knight's Lance (Tier 2 Reach, +2 Strength), Full Plate (Heavy Armor)

GOALS: Get a good meal and a job, purge the corruption from his home kingdom,
become the greatest military leader the world has ever seen,

*improved by equipment

BACKSTORY: Gar was born in the Vinland tribe of the Mogri empire, a tribe that had profited by providing soldiers to the Mogri since they first began collecting mercenaries, and profited after the collapse by invasion and conquest of other tribes and provinces.  Led by King Malan the First, a former general, it was a golden age...a short-lived one, as King Malan died after unfortunately choking on a chicken bone.  His newly-wedded Queen,
Salaya, was rumored to be heartbroken, and vowed to continue what he had began...regardless of the cost.  At the time, Gar, a blacksmith's son, was making his way to the top as an ambitious and amoral member of their military, known for having little qualms about dirty work to better himself, even assassinating or framing others.  Part of the Queen's plan for moving the new nation forward involved slave-taking to improve the production of weapons,
armor, and ships.  It was when Gar was ordered to sink a refugee ship fleeing one of the Vinland islands that he realized what he'd become, helped the slaves escape, and quit, taking only his spear and armor with him.