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Stellan Rothsfield, Legionnaire and Quartermaster's Assistant

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Prologue
+ NAME + Stellan Rothsfield
+ ALIAS + Lieutenant Rothsfield
+ AGE + 27
+ GENDER + Male
+ STAR SIGN + The Voyager
+ BORN + Beginning of Winter
+ ORIGIN + Some backwater village in Ardal, Connlaoth
+ SPECIES + Human
+ RESIDENCE + Wherever the Red Legion is.
+ OCCUPATION + Legionnaire, Quartermaster, Former infantry
+ COUNTENANCE + Dirty Blonde hair with blue streaks / Gray-Green eyes
+ STATURE + 5'10 /199 lbs.
+ SEXUALITY + Unknown



__________________IN-DEPTH

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Fairly good-looking, of average height and build for a Connlaothian male. His torso is largely stocky, and his right arm is a bit more built than his left since he uses it more for just about everything, seeing his left hand is missing.

He can wield a sword one handed just fine,  and can even strap a shield to his left forearm. Although getting dressed one handed, is always a pain in the ass.

Stellan doesn't let his disability get in the way of his duty to the Red Legion, to which he owes his life, and has devoted the rest of it to the cause.

PERSONA
Kind and God-fearing, or he was before the start of the war. He doesn't let the conflict make him bitter – as there's enough of that to go around as it is. But don't let that fool you. He's shrewd and calculating, using his kind and soft demeanor to pull the rug out from underneath those that underestimate him. Stellan is anything but a lazy man, and despises anyone that won't get up and do something, make themselves useful.

- Faith -
Devout follower of Ansgarism, although he has since shed his view that mages are automatically condemned by birth.  Not everyone can help the way they are born.

MAGIC/ABILITIES
Was a hunter in the wilds of Ardal for some time, so he was rather capable of using a bow and arrow, but no longer. He's talented with sword and shield techniques, although he has to make adjustments on how he can effectively carry it. He is still a Legionnaire and although he no longer serves in the infantry division, he can still wield a blade with the rest of them. And he's found he can make himself useful in other ways.

RELATIONSHIPS
Dylan Rothsfield, Father, Deceased
Reina Vardan, Mother, Deceased
Carrigan Vardan, brother, Deceased

Melissa Rothsfield, Wife, Deceased
Sanma Rothsfield, son, deceased

HISTORY
Stellan grew up in a village in Ardal, a small settlement off the beaten path.  Being so obscured left it largely out of the war's path, but when the Long Winter came and food was scarce, Stellan went out farther than usual to hunt. It took him weeks to track and hunt that deer, and when he came back with the score in hand, his village was burned and his family was dead.

He tracked down the patrol that killed his village and vowed to kill them all himself. He didn't care that it was a suicide mission. It was no matter to him if he died, just as long as he took as many Mordecai and soldiers with him. On the night he was to strike, he was met with another soldier, one that didn't look like the others camped in that forest clearing that night.

They wore a dark red sash over their armor, and had pressed fingers to their lips to keep his silence. The clearing soon became a blood bath, and that patrol was slaughtered by the Red Legion platoon that had been following them for sometime. Stellan was interrogated for some time before they allowed him to continue following them. And has been with them ever since.

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