Name:
Endaku

Position:
Guard

Age:
19

Physical Description:
Endaku is a great big mountain of a man…er…boy… in a certain sense. No, it is not his height; he stands at barely five feet. But he is large, bulky, and built with muscle think enough to coat the Collegeium. His hair is an average honey brown that he keeps cropped close, as most soldiers do. His eyes, hard hazel, give no man warning of his actions. A bit of stubble is beginning on his chin. His outfit usually consists of a drab tunic and trews, battered boots, and Weapons Leathers. If not for his bulky lack of height, he would look nothing out of the ordinary. Endaku is possessed of many scars from battle, while most are covered by clothing, there is a particularly gruesome looking cut that runs from just under his left ear diagonally across his neck and chest and stops at his right arm.

Personality/Attitude:
Endaku definitely has his ghosts.....He has seen much on the Border, none of it pretty. Like most guards who have seen battle, he is hair triggered and just a little paranoid. Because he was thrust into battle conditions at such an early age, he is far older than his physical age and most would mistake him for much older than his mere 19 years. He is a quiet kind of a guy, who holds opinions but will seldom voice them unless directly asked. A side effect of guard training, i guess....Endaku is surprisingly wise for all of his 19 years and very kind. Although he doesn’t have a whole lot of friends who are still alive, he would go to the ends of the earth for them and will go out of his way to help even strangers, which is what makes him an exceptional guard.

Brief History:
Well you hear about boys running off to the Guard all the time, right? Well, Endaku is no different. He is born of a simple masoning family, not too well off, but they had clothes to wear, food to eat. But it was a large family, Endaku was one among twelve children, he felt his presence wouldn't be missed, and as yet, it hasn't been. He left home in the night, a pack on his back, sword in hand and the rest, as you say, is history. He was accepted into the Collegeium(after a little white lie about his age) and was almost immediately shipped off to the front lines. He was green and unprepared, and considers his present state of living sheer dumb luck. He is back at the Collegeium now as a palace guard, temporarily relieved from the border for recovery.