Time diminishes all things. Many years ago, Marik would have wondered at his indifference towards the carnage of battle, but decades of mercenary service do that to a man. Friends and enemies have come and gone, yet only Marik remains.
A lifetime ago, Marik Schawrzdorf was a proud member of the Valoris state troops. He and his comrades had enjoyed a life of drink, women and battle. But after each battle, there were fewer comrades to revel with. Drink did not hide their mutilated faces at night, and women could not ease Marik's loneliness. Worst of all – the pay was the same. And so Marik embarked on a journey as a solider-of-fortune across Merra.
He would stay on as a mercenary at the Vagnerstrauf group for decades. In each battle, raid or patrol, Marik would be there – cutting down enemies and providing healing, or last comforts, to fellow younger adventurers. It was said among his mercenary company Marik would be the last thing both friend and foe would see before their inevitable demise. Thus was born the legend of "Bloody“ Marik. He would prove to be both healer and deathbringer.
Yet, in spite of becoming a legend, Marik kept to himself for all these years. He grew accustomed to death and loneliness. Soon, his legend will fade alongside his memories, nightmares, and regrets. After all, time diminishes all things. A comforting thought for "Bloody“ Marik Schwarzdorf.

Born
5192AC
Profession
Mercenary Fighter, Cleric of Eldath
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