Alias/Nicknames: Lionheart, (formerly) the Faceless, Captain of the Lion Guard
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Southern Human
Age: 45
APPEARANCE
Height: 6'1", 6'11" in full armour
Weight: 215 lbs
Build: Toned, powerful, athletic. Very good upper body strength due to years of lifting heavy weaponry.
Eye Color: steely grey
Hair Color: Dark brown, greying at the sides.
Skin Shade/Color: Olive-tinged, hinting at his Southern background
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: He has multiple scars all over his body, though none seem to stand out. His face is curiously free of marring.
Full desc: Tall and powerful, this man makes an intimidating sight for any but those with the best resolve. His figure rivals that of the King of the North, and steely grey eyes give his already powerful face an even more intense look. He has a strong, set jaw that is almost constantly covered with a thin layer of stubble, his mid-length black hair often combed back to stay out of his eyes. He has thick eyebrows that are often furrowed into a pensive expression, and he rarely smiles. Nearly everything about him is intimidating to the common man. Though he is not necessarily unkind, it is easy to mistake him for such.
Personality: Cool, calm, collected, and stern. He makes for an excellent tactician and leader of men.
Equipment and abilities: He wears a heavy suit of crimson fieldplate decorated with gold filigree, completely crafted for him and him alone. The most unique piece, however, may be the golden faceplate that replaces a traditional visor, moulded to look as an actual human face. This is why he was originally called "the Faceless", as no one outside the Empire of Roma had ever seen his true face but a select few, only his mask known to the rest of the world. Completing the ensemble is a worn crimson cloak and a long, red mane of horsehair cascading back from the centerpiece of the helmet. In battle, he wields a specially-crafted gold-hued heavy leaf tipped spear, the haft of which is thick, solid oak with a golden pommel made for bashing. It's supplemented by a red and gold roundshield on his other arm, blocking him from all but the most devastating damage. On his hip he wears a double-bladed handaxe for use in close quarters or emergency situations. He uses all of his weapons to deadly effect, and he is well trained in many others, including the bow, but he lacks any sort of magical power.
Quick Background: Little is known about this man's past, as any records prior to his life as a sellsword have been purged and he is not the most open of people. However, what is known is that he was once the heir to the Emperor's throne in the great Southern Empire known as "Roma". However, his three younger brothers, using treachery and political maneuvering, were able to exile him based on false accusations of treason. After that, he became a mercenary, selling his spear to the highest bidder. During that time, he took part in numerous important campaigns, including almost single-handedly breaking a siege on Lionsridge. As such, when he was later betrayed by his company, leaving him with nothing but his arms and armour, he was offered a humble abode in Lionsridge as well as a position on their guard. He quickly accepted, and almost instantly began to rise through the ranks. Most recently he became captain of the guard, as the last guard captain was killed at the hands of a vampire. However, he has already begun to clash with the Duke of Lionsridge over defence of the city, preferring a more proactive, aggressive approach rather than the passive one the nobility desires. His ideas have as yet fallen on deaf ears, however, so for the moment he bides his time, bolstering the city's defences as best he can. For he can smell war in the air...and it's not far off.