Race: Human
Height: 6'3
Age: 28
Family: Half-brother Jarren
Animals: Horse: Cailia
Weapons: Sword, Crossbow

Personality: Quiet, observant, stubborn. Arrogant and superior; looks down on most people. Though he is a fine mercenary, Crevan prefers to intimidate rather than kill, and is often hired as a bodyguard.

Appearance: Tall, muscular man sporting black hair and brown eyes. His nose has been broken a couple of times. He's ruggedly handsome, keeping his face clean-shaven. He is almost never seen without armor on.

History:

Half-brother to Jarren on their father’s side, Crevan was raised by his mother in Gondor, and grew up in the White City of Minas Tirith. He had always admired the fine armor of the King’s Army, and trained hard to join them. He found, however, that he had a talent for archery and swordcrafting, and apprenticed a blacksmith, and put all his effort into learning to make weapons. This left him little time to pursue his training for the King’s Guard, and upon the death of his mother, he was taken on as a journeyman to the blacksmith he had trained under. One night after a hard day’s work, Crevan had a few drinks at a tavern. While he was there, a barfight ensued, and he broke it up. The barkeep was pleased, and told other merchants of the big man’s skill for negotiation and intimidation. Soon many others were asking him to solve problems for them, and Crevan retired from his blacksmithing to work as a mercenary full time. Hearing of a well-paying opportunity in Rohan, Crevan headed Edoras….

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