Name: Damerek
Age: 52
Occupation: Ronin
Height 8'3
Weight: 324 lbs (Over 700 including the blades)

Info: At one time a he was a simple farmer. Nowadays he is known more as a Ronin with his glory days behind him. At one point he was hailed as the 'The Demon's Knight'. but such titles are fleeting. And Damerek doesn't have it in him to survive another war. Most are impressed that he can even survive another year given his age but his body is natually strong and he built it up as much as he could when he was younger. Momentoes from his past battles lie embedded in his back.

Strengths: ...Are you kidding. The guy is a monster, able to break swords, scaffolding, and skulls with one hand.

Weaknesses: He's too old. When fights drag on at all he begins to lose his sight from fatigue. He's bed-ridden in cold or warm wheather. Drinking is dangerous for him. Poison's even light ones can be fatal to him. He doesn't have any blood disorders be he doesn't clot like a typical twenty year old either so he's usually exhausted after a fight regardless of how easy or difficult it may have been.

Likes: Children, Dancing, Gutsy people.
Dislikes: Women, Smart Mouths, Stupid people

Personality: Don't let his appearance decieve you. He usually quite calm and peaceful, especially around young'uns although sometimes he let's his tough guy persona take over. But when he becomes stressed he can start having flashbacks and delusions which make him unpredictable.

Quotes: "My wife had more grace swinging from her neck than you do in you're entire body!"
"Everyone wants to fight, where did the love go... pansey."
"If you're old enough to talk back, your old enough for a pounding."